#oomm

[syxnewt]

I thought oomf stood for one of my mutuals for a long time and I don't know how or why

[winterfromwof]

dude i hate fictional people with the word rose in their name (rosey from burner and rose from out of my mind)

[lovepollution]

Out of My Mind (2024) dir. Amber Sealey

[centaur-dreaming]

Vinland Saga man….

[aria0fgold]

the urge to write a ship centric type of oneshot or short story for any omori ship cuz of a silly villainess oneshot i read in an anthology. in the oneshot, the guy ate a candy that lets him read the mind of his soon to be wife and ooo the silly ideas for that premise. (can ya tell i dont know which to use, fiance or fiancee?)

photobomb or suntan... hmmm..... or a different ship like kimbrey or cactiflower or sunflower hmmmmmmm

[payidaresque]

is it just me or tumblr really randomly unfollows the blogs u follow too?

[elysianholly]

This fucking guy

My villain origin story is people claiming that Riley's biggest crime in the series was being boring. He wasn't just boring. He was a passive-aggressive chauvinist who the show bent over backward to defend. A while back on Reddit, I made a list of reasons why Riley sucks. This is that list, and I'm adding to it.

The only reason he punches Parker is because Parker is mouthing off about a girl Riley likes. Everything about this interaction suggests that Riley has heard him say similar before, and hasn't cared until the woman in question was someone he had a vested interest in.

He calls Buffy stupid for not wanting to date him (if this guy slid into your DMs and called you stupid for turning him down, lbr, this would not lead into a healthy, lasting romance)

He immediately puts himself in competition with Buffy. Even at his most inoffensive, he says things like "I don't even know if I could take you."

He has an inherently chauvinistic view of the world (established in The Initiative)

He is upset that Buffy had a significant relationship before she knew him and assumes Buffy boinked Angel in The Yoko Factor

He uses abuser language to excuse his shitty behavior like, "I love you so much I can't think straight."

He decides that Buffy doesn't love him all by himself

When he decides that Buffy doesn't love him, he confides in Xander and doesn't communicate his relationship issues with Buffy

He wants to help Buffy but only in jobs that are "manly." In No Place Like Home, for instance, he nopes out when Buffy suggests he help with the spell to identify what might be wrong with Joyce. Even if there wasn't a lot for him to do, he could, idk, stick around to be moral support for his partner who is trying to figure out what might be attacking her mother. That seems like a pretty standard partner thing to do.

He gets upset that Buffy "doesn't get all worked up over him" the way she did with Angel when "getting all worked up" in CONTEXT means "isn't constantly miserable."

He is sad boi at Buffy in OoMM for also prioritizing her mother's health after she believes Riley is healed rather than sticking around to play nursemaid

He wants Buffy to show emotion over Joyce at a time when Buffy literally cannot (if you've never had a parent in the hospital with a life-threatening illness, maybe you don't know that there are times/places to break down and "in the hospital" where you're supposed to be strong isn't one of them)

He doesn't care that his girlfriend's mother is sick, possibly with something life-threatening; he cares that he got to be the hero of the piece, the shoulder for Buffy to cry on. His only reaction to any of that was to be hurt that Buffy didn't respond the way he thought she should; no concern for her well-being or Joyce's, just Riley getting his feelings hurt because he wasn't the center of Buffy's universe or the rock for her to lean on when all went to pieces

This is further confirmed by the way he just doesn't mention Joyce's absence at all in As You Were. When he leaves Sunnydale, it's after Joyce has had a successful operation. He returns and she's not there and no questions? No condolences? It's because he doesn't care.

He doesn't ask about Buffy's death when she lets him know she died.

He starts separating himself from the Scoobies and then gets mad for not being included

He literally cheats on Buffy with vampire sex workers (there are people who say they were not sex workers, but in a show where monsters are metaphors, you have to be especially dense or willfully obtuse to not realize this is what they are)

Riley intentionally puts himself in a position where he might be killed or turned specifically to SPITE BUFFY, which demonstrates his lack of consideration for what she might have to do later if things go bad

Riley blames Buffy for being roofied by Dracula (again, monsters as metaphor)

He never apologizes or owns that he was unfaithful

He blames his infidelity on Buffy, actually

The first time Buffy learns Riley isn't happy, she's told she should've seen it, which is classic victim blaming and happens from Xander AND Riley (and a good amount of fans who want to excuse that behavior)

He is fine with torturing sentient creatures, and in fact had a stake made specifically so he could torture vampires without killing them

He goes behind Buffy's back all the time

Riley was not boring. If he were boring, he would be inoffensive. Dull to watch but not rage-inducing. But he is rage-inducing because, despite all the passive-aggressive gaslighting bullshit he gets away with, people in this fandom still believe he was "Buffy's best boyfriend." That she was to blame for the deterioration of this relationship. That he was the healthiest of the Buffyverse men. The show does, too. That's why Xander (Wh*don's mouthpiece) gives that sanctimonious little speech to Buffy (the audience in this case) in Into the Woods to scold us for not treating Riley better. Then they double down in As You Were to make Buffy fawn all over herself to let this gaslighting asshole off the hook for everything he put her through.

Riley's sin is not being boring. It's that he was actually awful. Wh*don himself once called Riley a "healthy relationship" for Buffy, and if that doesn't tell you something, there's no talking to you.

[waynzel]

LETS FUCKING GO

taste of her cherry lipgloss

in which her usual diner nights become bit more when a certain billionaire decides slide into her booth and perhaps is due to the holiday spirit but something meaningful shifts and all because of the beauty of christmas lights

[tyrianludaship]

a j1mmy/curly kissing animation was one of the first things i saw when going on oomm's blog. feeling like this

[that-scorpio]

It’s too early to be picturing oomm whole mouth on my 🐱 but that’s what’s on my mind right now 🙈😅

Good morning ☀️

[dearweirdme]

https://www.tumblr.com/dearweirdme/756329924476928000/if-anyone-is-wondering-what-gets-jkkrs-blocked?source=share

Since I am a nice person, I won't respond to oooommm anymore, yk for their mental peace. And also for ours bcs damn they've written 10 screenshots worth of bs. No one should be subjected to this level of brain rot. As for oomm, it can't be healthy to be that pissed. Let them think they've won and we have nothing to say to whatever they said to make us look like fools and taekook look like coworkers.

Ooommm you've won me over. Jikook real, taekook fake and taekookers delusional who should know better than to act as they do "in their age". Be better everyone. Let's not disappoint ooomm . Go be happy in your blogs now. 👋🏻

Ps could anyone even read one page of it? I gave up after seeing the 10 page novella

Pps @jkftkth @peachjagiya 😘😘

Hi anon!

Well… oooommmm can’t read this, because they got blocked 😂 (unless they’re lurking from another account, in which case… please for your own sanity… stay away).

Even I only skimmed through that ask 🙈

[just-jordie-things]

my mom is so sweet. but kinda funny.

she knows i write fanfiction and have for a loooong time and she's never read any of it (by my choice bc i would be so embarrassed) but she often comments about how she would if i'd let her and is just all around very supportive of the hobby- which is nice!

so lately with family in and out of town and catching up she's been telling people how much i enjoy writing and that i should really be getting paid for it and i have to do my mo-oomm at 22 Years Old bc how do i explain to my mother that you just don't get paid for writing xreader fanfictions ._. but also it's so sweet that she's so adamant abt it

so other writers- do you have family that know you write? do you let them read it? she's being supportive and i want her to know i acknowledge and appreciate that. and i know my stuff is pretty sfw and allat. but even at 22 i get flustered thinking abt her reading my delusions abt 2d men and even the kiss scenes (i'm literally blushing rn thinking abt it and its MY WORKSSS) send help i'm dying

[ughtenal]

half-banshee tweek from oomm sp monster au! craig is a vamp hence the song <3

[hauntedppgpaints]

Oomm on twitter posted about hyperfixating so hard they created their own hockey team and made a timeline for them and everything

And I said HOW. I WANNA DO THAT SO BAD…. I HAVE SO MANY OC’S …… they told me the app they used, and I downloaded it. I can’t wait to be in a writing mood so I can actually do it 😭

[paularinkeli]

Hilda ja Juulia

san. Paula Raitanen säv. trad.

Kaksi oli suloista lasta samass' kylässä kasvanutta Oli toinen heistä nimeltään Hilda toinen puolestaan ol' Juulia

He yhdessä leikkivät aina ja kerran he vannoivat niin Et parhaankaan riiarin kanssa eivät suostuisi he naimisiin

Nyt Hilda ja Juulia illoin pitkin raittia astelevat Kylän poikaset, tyttäret silloin kaikki tanssimaan kokoontuvat

Pojat tahtovat kaunista Hildaa jokainen vuorollaan tanssittaa Mutta yksikään heistä ei koskaan häntä kotiinsa saatella saa

Vaan Juulia syrjässä istuu katseen kaihoisan tansseihin luo Vain Lehtolan veijari-Ville hälle iltaisin seuraansa suo

Oi Juulia, lausahtaa Hilda kun muut ovat pois lähteneet Vielä muistatko valamme jonka oomme keskenämme vannoneet?

Ja Juulia helkkyen nauraa: hyvin muistan mä valamme sen Ohi mennyt on haaveilun aika aika leikkien ja lapsuuden

Niin hauska ois tyttönä rientää mutta saimme toisen kohtalon Onni on, että Villellä sentään talo, aitta ja peltoa on

Kun Juulia Villeltä kerran kultasormuksen sormeensa saa Hän riemuiten uutisen suuren rientää Hildalle nyt kertomaan

Vaan miksi on ilmeesi synkkä? Mikset kanssani iloita voi? Onko niin, että rakkaus Villeen salattu sinun rinnassas soi?

Minä yhdelle vaimoksi kelpaan sinä kenet vain sulhokses saat Kuinka kehtaat, sinä kirottu Hilda käydä minua kadehtimaan?

Voi Juulia, sun sanasi julmat kuin veitsen minä sieluuni sain! En huoli minä miehistä noista yhden ainoan tahdoin mä vain

Kun ystävä selkänsä kääntää enkä armastani saada mä voi Liian tuskaista tänne on jäädä joudun lähtemään iäksi pois

Nyt vietetään Juulian häitä mutta morsian hymyile ei Hän itkee miten katkerat lauseet hältä rakkaimman ystävän vei

Jo kaupungin melskeessä kauan ovat vierineet vuodet ja veet Ja eräänä päivänä Hilda kirjeen saanut on lukeakseen

Minut muistatko, Hilda sä vielä? Sulle leskenä nyt kirjoitan Sain Villestä puolison julman sinä elämän onnekkaamman

Joka päivä sitä riemua kaipaan jonka elämään ennen sä toit Siks nöyrästi kysyn nyt sulta josko anteeksi antaa sä voit

Pian Juulia lukea saakin Hildan lempeän vastauksen: Oi Juulia, Juulia rakkain sulle kaunoja kanna mä en

Suru kuulla sitä valtavaa tuskaa jonka sulhosi aiheutti sull' Mutten Villeä tahtonut koskaan sinä armahin ain' olit mull'

Ja Juulia silmänsä sulkee lohtu kyyneleet tullessaan tuo Ja kutsuun hän vastata tahtoo muuttaa kaupunkiin Hildansa luo

Ei arvannut Juulia ennen mutta totta se kuitenkin on: Ei kahdelle kaunokaiselle onni yhteinen oo mahdoton

[lydiahosek]

Reconnection

[My contribution to the @inklings-challenge Christmas challenge, and a follow-up to my 2022 story "Connection". Thank you for hosting and merry Christmas!]

“…Hi everyone. Merry Christmas! At least, it should be Christmas by the time you get this. Right now it’s November 15th.”

In fact, it was December 27th when Arlo Connors’ transmission reached his family back on Earth. The first days had been spent by the Connors with the vague concern for him that always regrew in the back of their minds between messages. In a consolatory sort of coincidence, though, it arrived smack in the middle of the annual Christmas party, and the entire extended family (minus two strep-stricken cousins at home in bed) gathered and hushed to hear his voice.

Ever the dutiful son/brother/grandson/nephew/cousin, he first addressed the high points of the last transmission he received from them. He wished Jessamine well in her audition for the role of Claire in her school’s production of String Bean Salad Summer, complimenting the snippet of “One Tiny Seed” she had sung into the receiver. Jessamine shifted in her seat – she had ended up in the ensemble and was still a little stung about it. He advised Aunt Sybil on the glitch with her smart microwave that she had described. Sybil had to be stopped from bustling off to the kitchen to try the repair at that very moment. He congratulated Tim and Nadine on their one-year anniversary. They smiled and clasped hands – he would be an uncle in five months and didn’t even know it yet.

“Everything up here is going mostly according to plan. The biology team says the plants aren’t doing as well as they thought – something to do with the artificial atmosphere. But Alonzo and the rest of the techs’ gadgets are all working fine. A few might even get adapted for commercial sale…We passed Pellonia about a month ago. For once everyone just dropped what they were doing and stared. It looked like a big, cloudy orange. I tried to take a picture, but you know. It’s not the same.

“The big news is that I actually took a spacewalk last week.” Arlo described the simple but urgent malfunction with the ship’s thruster that required his direct attention, the process of being dressed in the spacesuit, and the combination of wonder and dread that filled his heart as he moved along the edge of the ship, his tether to it, to humanity, no wider than a garden hose. Several of his audience hung on his every word with little technical understanding but agonized suspense, forgetting that the account itself was proof that his time outside the ship had ended without incident.

“It sounds silly, but I kept thinking of the first time I jumped off the diving board at Uncle Harold’s pool. The same sense of something exciting, somewhere new to explore, all by myself, but also having to be alert, not get lost in it or…disaster. I was talking about it with Val…that’s Valeria Munroe, if Mom still has the article with the group picture saved…What am I saying, of course she does.”

Hetta had already whipped out her comm pad, opened her “Saved” folder, and retrieved the news article announcing the mission with its accompanying photo of the entire crew. She hovered her cursor over a few different faces before a text box appeared over one with the title “Valeria Munroe” and a brief biography. She smiled to herself and nodded. “She’s pretty.”

“Mo-oomm!” Arlo’s siblings chorused on his behalf.

“Anyway, it got me thinking, and I know it’s really early to say this, but…this trip’s going to be my last.”

A wave of confused, dismayed whispers swept through the room, followed by one of harsh shushing.

“I…I had always thought about the things I had made that I was sending up there…up here…that something my hands had touched was going to be sent past other planets and asteroid fields and onto worlds I had never seen and couldn’t even imagine. And even more than the pay bump and the…I dunno, ‘prestige’ as opposed to being a ground guy, I wanted to see for myself what I was working for. And now I have. And it’s not like…I don’t regret it, but I know I can’t maintain it. Just like I couldn’t stay outside any longer than it took to do what I had to do. It was beautiful, I was closer to it all than I’ve ever been, but the connection back was so thin, just like…sorry, I…”

Here they heard an unintelligible voice in the background and Arlo’s, muffled, saying “No, I’m fine.”

Then his voice was clear again. “I, um…I really miss you. I guess, is the point. And the sky and the trees and…traffic and barbecue smoke and those crummy slushies from Burger Beanie.” He made a noise between a laugh and a shudder. “More than anyone else here does, or did, it seems. The ones who’ve made a career out of this. Maybe they were like this too their first time and just forgot, but…I don’t want to forget. So…yeah.”

Hetta could be heard sniffling off to the side. “Mom,” one of Arlo’s sisters cooed softly, placing a hand on her arm.

Arlo clapped his hands loudly. “So! Now that I know that, I am going to try to strengthen my connections to whoever and whatever I can up here. And you will hear about it all! Sorry this message is so short, but I promise the rest won’t be. ‘Cause when I’m back down there, for good…I don’t want to forget, either.”

He left them with a few more pleasantries, Christmas wishes, and words of love, and then the room was silent. It remained so for the better part of a minute, until Sybil offered to start slicing up the gingerbread cake.

Someone hit the “Play” icon on her comm pad, and peppy, harmonic voices resumed singing. Gradually new conversations began, and gradually they were about topics other than the absent son/brother/grandson/nephew/cousin/uncle-to-be. He would hear all about them, though, in about two months. The best gift he could get, as he and those below continued the wait till the mission's end for the best gift he could give.