#stole one of the lines from a tumblr post i saw

[cosmicwhoreo]

the salty siblings- I just luv them so much

[son-of-a-ghost]

Care (Jeff the Killer x reader smut)

A/N Yeah, I haven’t written shit to post since early high school and I just graduated college.  This doesn’t make sense, but I had a good time writing it, so I’m sharing it with the void that is Tumblr.  Maybe someone will like it, idk.  

I am also aware that this is bad.  Shush.

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“Jeff, please!”

You called out, begging for him to slow down, but the killer didn’t slow down.  He kept up his brutal pace, pounding into your pussy with a vigor he usually reserved for murder.  Groans and growls escaped his lips, emanating from his chest.  

“Huh-huh too much!” you whined out again, and this time he snapped up his head to look into your eyes.  Piercing blue eyes clouded with lust stared deep into your soul, wild and out-of-touch with reality.  

Suddenly, it was like a switch flipped and he remembered where he was and who he was with.  He slowed his pace.

“Sorry, love, you just feel so good.  Do you need a break?”  He questioned, panting to regain his breath and composure.

You nodded a response, taking a deep breath of relief when he pulled out of you.  Every muscle ached and you had no idea how long you and him had been at it, you just know that it was becoming too overstimulating.  Jeff straddled your thighs, leaning down to kiss your lips, hands running through your hair to comb out any knots.  

Exhausted, you kiss him back, relaxing into his kisses and touch.  Despite how rough he can be during sex, these moments of kindness and compassion when he realizes he took it too far are part of what keeps bringing you back to his room night after night, begging for him to ravage you.  

Soon, your exhaustion took over your body and you fell asleep, Jeff still kissing your lips until he realized you were asleep.  He moved off your body to hold you while you slept, pulling a blanket up over both of you.  Subconsciously, you snuggled closer to him and he smiled; a real smile.  

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The next night, Jeff wasn’t surprised to once again hear a quiet tapping at his door.  He already knew you were behind it, but what he wasn’t ready to see was instead of you being extremely turned on and needing him, your face was instead streaked with tears and you sniffled.

“What’s up?” he tried to casually say, but the concern colored his voice more than he would have liked to let on as he opened the door further to let you in.  

“LJ is a goddamn jerk, that’s what’s up,” you sniffled again.  

“He fucking stole my rabbit stuffed animal, and yeah, I know it’s so stupid to have it but forgive me that I have something from my childhood before this fucking place.  And he won’t give it back!”  Anger filled your voice as you relayed this short story to Jeff, plopping yourself onto his bed.  

He was a little stunned.  You had never come to him with a problem before.  Usually he saw you as a confident person who wasn’t afraid of any of the weirdos and demons that called the forest home.  Yet, here you sat in his bedroom, crying over a stuffed animal.  He was unsure of what to do, but what he did know was that this was something serious.  And he wasn't very good with seriousness.  

“Uh… uhm, do you want me to get you a new one?”  Jeff offered awkwardly.  In response, you wrapped your arms around yourself and hugged yourself.  A sniffle escaped your nose, followed by a quiet, “No.”  

Jeff walked to his bed and cautiously sat down next to you.  “Why can’t you get it back?  You’ve never been afraid of any of us before.”  

“I’m not fucking scared, I just can’t find it in LJ’s stupid carnival.  It could be anywhere.”  

Jeff felt the anger building in his chest that LJ had done something that had upset y/n so much.  He stood wordlessly and began walking towards the door.  “Wait, where are you going?” you called after him.  “Out,” was his one word response.  

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You sat in your room alone, watching the tree line outside the house for any animals.  You couldn’t sleep, you were still riled up from the events of the day and couldn’t stand the thought of trying to sleep without your stuffed rabbit.  Another sniffle held back another round of tears.  

Tap, tap, tap…

A light knocking sounded from your door.  You debated not answering it; you didn’t really want to see anyone right now.  But when the knocking came again, a little louder, you moved to open the door.  

Standing outside was Jeff, a little bloody, but gently carrying something behind his back.  Wordlessly, he revealed what he had been hiding.  

Your rabbit!

A huge smile overtook your face as you grabbed it and held it to your face.  It didn’t smell quite right anymore, but it was definitely your stuffed rabbit.  After hugging the rabbit, you hugged Jeff with an intensity he had never experienced from you.  

“Thank you,” you whispered into his ear.  

“No problem,” was his muffled response as he buried his face into your neck.  

This hug didn’t end quickly, and soon Jeff began kissing your throat, leaving nips where he knew your sensitive spots were.  You whined softly each time.  

Releasing him, you made eye contact with him and dragged him backwards into your room.  He shut the door behind him, especially as his dick started to swell and he could feel your heart rate pick up.  

Inside your room, you paused his advances to put your stuffed rabbit on a chair, off the bed.  You didn’t want your precious stuffed animal to be anywhere near the two of you while you were being ~intimate.~

Jeff grabbed your hips and pulled you closer to him when you turned around, kissing you roughly.  You giggled.

“You didn’t rescue my rabbit to get in my pants, did you?”  You questioned him.  

“Of course not,” Jeff laughed back.  “I did it because I care for you and this is something you were upset about.  I knew it meant a lot to you.”  

“...you care for me?”  You repeated.  “You’ve never said that before.”  

“Oh.  You think I let you into my room every night and let you sleep in my bed with my blankets and I don’t care about you?”  He questioned, cocking an eyebrow.

“I guess… yeah, that is what I kind of thought.”  

He shook his head.  “If I didn’t care about you, I would at the least kick you out of my room after I was done fucking your brains out.  Or leave you high and dry.”  

You whined, pouting.  “Ah, shush, I wouldn’t do that to you,” he responded to your pouting.  “Now, lay down.  I need you,” he commanded, pushing you towards the bed.  You laid down, giggling the whole time.  

[twstedpometea]

1 year later: Ugigiugi review and thoughts

Hello Everyone.

It's finally been a year since the PDF was released. I decided to do a retrospective post on Ugigiugi, the history of her tracing, and share my personal thoughts now that some time has passed.

Feel free to read below!

First off, I wanted to publicly address the fact that I noticed the new "findings" in the tag. I have collected those for annotations.

As I've stated before in one of my older posts, this whole situation was the first time I'd seen or dealt with a serial tracer like Ugigiugi. Counting her last post day, she had been tracing for 5 years. Given all these things, I decided to reflect a bit on the Ugigiugi situation and things are a year later.

At that time it appeared that Ugigiugi was mostly a tracer/self-insert Mary-sue type of artist. Given her lack of crediting and stealing from others, it was pretty apparent that she was a lazy and passionless person masquerading as an artist and had zero shame in taking the efforts from others for herself.

While there is still plenty of art that has yet to be sourced, it can kinda assumed if Ugigiugi saw it, she stole it, regardless of the source. This is pretty evident when you look at the located sources which spanned from small-time fan artists and to published works, including online media or comics she's read in her own time. And let's not forget the audacity of her tracing over other people's original characters, and comics, or stealing from lgbtq+ ships.

Pharaoh’s Concubine by Misha/Youshi

Ennead by Mojito

Now, generally, it's alright to feel "inspired" by other people's fan art/comics/stories/etc. That's normal. And I certainly can't police what people will end up liking in their media.

But blatantly stealing others shows no passion and demonstrates you have very little respect for your fellow art peers. As I've said in my previous post on Tracing/Copying/Referencing while tracing is one way to "learn" how to draw art, it is not something you should heavily rely on as it can quickly become a crutch. If you're not pulling any useful information from it and just trace without a second thought, you will become dependent on it for everything and never truly learn how to draw without that crutch.

Every artist needs to study the fundamentals to learn how to break the rules. Every artist needs to learn how to use resources properly, be transparent if they borrow from others, and give credit where credit is due. Every artist has to gain confidence so they can create and self-motivate to improve.

Ugigiugi had NONE of these qualities because at the end of the day she did not care about being an artist.

She wanted attention and praise and did not care how she got it.

Looking back on the fallout and how Ugigiugi handled it when people tried to correct her or called her out, I can't consider her a creator in any capacity. Given that most of her pieces are in the genre of Mary-sue/self-inserting, this was really just her putting the spotlight on herself and that's the bottom line.

Now I'll be frank: I don't care for self-inserting. But that is a personal preference. However, I understand it is a thing people do within fandom spaces for fun, and if that's what you like? More power to you.

But if you have to steal from other artists to do that? From fellow fans or even from people who probably spent years developing their skills and putting art online to advertise their artwork or comics? You are just a leech, no different from the "AI artists" plugging prompts into generators to spit out terrible soulless art, scrapped from the honest efforts of thousands before them. And how can you call yourself an artist when you take from everyone else but having nothing to show for yourself?

Finally, for my last point, I'll share my thoughts on Ugigiugi's last known post and her "apology" before she deleted her Tumblr since not everyone got to see her response/rant when the callouts first began to circulate. I'm also leaving her DA post here for reference.

Someone had asked me if there was any actual proof Ugigiugi ever apologized anywhere before she nuked her social media. No, she never did apologize. You can even see in her Tumblr "apology" that she doesn't admit to what she did before going off on a rant. As of this year? She still has never apologized for all the tracing or stealing and for not crediting her free resources.

That being said a lot of what Ugi said at the end of her apologies always bugged me. I'll zoom in on these parts of her posts.

Here's the thing. You can have all the dreams in the world you like. Does creating art help you escape from the troubles of the real world? By all means that stuff is normal. To create art and express things is also fine.

But what isn't normal or acceptable Ugigiugi's lack of responsibility.

You can't build things with stuff that isn't yours to begin with. What story or world is there to share if you're just stealing the building blocks from others with no regard for people's works or boundaries? How can you create or inspire anyone when all you have to offer is a poorly reproduced copy. Can you even call it a hobby when you're not even going to put in the minimum effort? I don't think so.

Yes, Ugigiugi's can have issues with the doxing/political hubbub but at the end of it all, she is in a mess entirely of her own making. If she hadn't traced and just sourced things properly, I don't think people would have gone after her for all the stuff she had stolen (problematic media/opinions aside obviously). Taking accountability is always a sign of maturity.

And that is probably the biggest reason I can't give Ugiugigi a pass. She is not some misguided young artist just starting out. She is an adult. And not just any adult but one in the educational field too. It is appalling and little disturbing that an educator is engaging in such selfish behavior. And in her own words she knows these things and people have corrected her. But instead of taking accountability, she chooses to double down even harder and get mad at everyone for "bullying" her. She acts like a victim and makes excuses right up until the bitter end. And even now, despite a year of silence, I suspect her stance hasn't changed.

But this post is already growing quite long and rather then continue to beat this dead horse, I would rather finish this entry to talk about what people should avoid.

Even a year later after the PDF was published there's still stuff being sourced from her traced works and we have no idea if Ugiugigi is continuing to lurk or continuing to steal but keep it offline to avoid another public fallout.

Whatever the case may be I would like to leave a final thought both to encourage people to not do what she did and also address and of her lingering supporters who might stumble across this:

There are some out there who feel that what Ugiugigi did was not that bad since "everyone traces". But these people are wrong.

When you take something that doesn't belong to you, that is stealing. And when people discover you have been stealing they get upset for far more than just the theft. They get angry because that person is a LIAR. That is a betrayal of trust from an artist they believed was acting in good faith. If said artist can just rip off other people's work or resources without even so much as a token acknowledgement of where their inspiration came from, it calls their entire body of work into question.

And when people discover you have lack integrity, they no longer trust you. And once you lose that trust it can be impossible to gain that back. That is why they leave, block that artist, and refuse to engage further because if they can steal from others, what is to stop them from stealing from you?

Ugiugigi's downfall is ultimately from her own egotism, a misguided belief that she deserved praise while giving negative effort. And while there are still many like her out there, there is at least one less parasite to deal with.

[justjasper]

Creation of the Pan Flag

Copied (with grammar/spelling mistakes) from my twitter thread about it for posterity.

I was going to do this for Pride weekend but you know, life, so: I wanted to talk about a thing. I created the #pansexual flag, a thread.

Back in 2010, I was 20 and tumblr was my main social playground. I was active in various spheres, and I was learning.

I'd been IDing as bi since I was 13, but moved away from bi as an identifier and took up pansexual soon after discovering the term, bc I felt it fit better.

This is mainly bc the simplicity of pan being defined as attraction to any/all genders was extremely appealing to someone really coming into this new way of expressing their orientation like tumblr allowed. It felt right for how I wanted to relate to and express my orientation.

The bi communities I had access too often saw heavy discussion related to attraction parametres of "bi" - convos at the time I didn't really recognise for what they were: bi people working hard to define bisexuality on their terms, tackling intra-community transphobia, (cont)

(cont) and developing within a social space where more expansive gender experiences and identities were becomes more well known and understood.

My switch of labels was about finding something that felt truly right for me, but it would be dishonest to pretend the decision wasn't impacted by the politics and "discourse" I was involved in at the time.

There was no popular pan flag, and the offerings were frankly... ugly. To me. Various shades of purple, P letters, P symbols incorporating gender symbols, infinity symbols. They didn't feel consistent with the other pride flags.

So on a whim, I decided to design one. I designed it to be pretty, honestly. That was a primary function of it, to have s/t I liked to represent my identity. No point pretending I was trying to be super innovative and deep: I wanted something pretty to plaster on my blog.

Pink, yellow, blue. A strong magenta, a strong gold yellow, and a light cerulean. The pink not too purple, the yellow not too bright, the blue not too cyan. Hex FF1B8D, FFD900, 1BB2FF.

Pink and blue, because of their gendered traditions, and yellow, a generally non-gendered colour, to represent nonbinary folks etc.

I created it anonymously, on a side blog away from my main handle. I was already running LGBTLaughs which was proving very popular in tumblr and didn't want to monopolise queer blog space, I suppose.

I didn't expect it to take off. It proved popular on tumblr, and for a few years the flag kept getting added to the Wikipedia 'pansexual' page and then removed. Eventually it snowballed and ended up in use well beyond tumblr.

As I've got older I've realised a lot of people would be interested in knowing this part of modern queer history, and more about modern flag creation in general, and that it's worth documenting. Not for credit so much as for posterity.

So, that's that. The first time I saw a pansexual flag in real life at my city's Pride parade I may have had a little cry.

Twitter Drama

Best viewed on the original twitter thread, for the full documentation (I may update this with fuller documentation down the line) but here's a rundown of drama surrounding the flag.

First, to set the stage:

posted about designing the pan flag

said i was cool with bi/pan lesbians

said i was cool with kink at pride

Thus followed, in varying intensity 2020-2022:

misgendering

suicide bait

general harassment/pile-on

"called out" on r/pansexuals

blasted on sapphics for satan (fb)

now sworn enemy of of lesbian kpop avi twitter

claims the original pan flag was transphobic in meaning

multiple "new" pan flags designed to displace the one i designed

claims i stole the flag from a medieval indian kingdom, and subsequent vandalisation of wikipedia for the actual state of kerala

vandalisation of the wiki page for the pan flag, resulting in it having to be locked

[restlesschilled]

TMagP 22 Reaction

Hi welcome back, I didn't do this last week because out internet was out all week

As always I am a backer so this was written 16 July, 2024 and scheduled to be posted 18 July 2024

PRE STATEMENT

The first line of this transcript has me cackling

"GWEN is stood dripping in the middle of the OFFICE. LENA remains seated."

Lena being absolutely brutal

good Gwen is going back to data thank god

LENA'S MARRIED?

CASE BEGINS

Canis= Dog Family

Hominidae= Great Apes(Humans, Gibbons, Gorillas, Orangutan, Chimp and Bonobos)

Leporidae= Rabbits and Hares

Cercopithecoidea= Old World Monkeys(baboons, red colobus, macaques, ect.)

"I have enclosed a power point presentation to demonstrate how weird this dude is"

that was said with a laugh and I am uncomfortable at Augustus being exspressive because WE DONT KNOW WHO THIS DUDE

OH ITS THIS THEORY

"ALEXA PLAY BEFORE THE LOBOTOMY"

wheres that tumblr post about the dead fish on the mri table

...are we using morse code to read brain waves?

oh so you stole it and didnt ask first

it just come back as .. / ..-. ..- -.-. -.- . -.. / -.-- --- ..- .-. / -- --- --

He eats one more cookie than he should: uncharacteristic whimsy

YEAH CAUSE YOU WERE TAPPING ON HIS BRAIN

hi this is not how you treat a seizure /hj

"Just another case of unfortunate frontier Science" SIR THAT MANS BRAIN EXPLODED

the absolute lack of empathy from this guy

"The rest was obscured by Herr Schmidt’s cerebrospinal fluid.".... lovely

POST STATEMENT

OH NO SHES BEEN CAUGHT

OOOOO IS THIS WHY THEY BROKE UP???

DOES ALICE HAVE CONTROL ISSUES??

ooo the girl are fighting

BREAKROOM

HOLY SHIT HOLY SHIT HOLY SHIT

WHO?

I THINK I JUST SAW GOD

[mirroredmemoriez]

Amanda and Cecilia think thonks (THIS IS NOW GENERAL RANDOM SAW THOUGHTS)

“I grifted off his name. Shitting on his legacy was just a bonus I’ll admit that.” - Cecilia on her fathers work/legacy

“It is I who will carry on John’s work after he dies.” - Amanda on John, who basically is her father and his work/legacy.

Don’t know why these lines intrigue me, however I’ve kinda stated before how I find the comparisons between these two interesting. I don’t believe they are perfect mirrors but there are some similarities to look at, alongside their major differences as well. Cecilia uses her fathers name to benefit herself, she takes advantage of it and others to get what she wants. She is aware that what she is doing is wrong and if found out, would tarnish the Pederson name. Whereas if we turn to Amanda, she heavily dedicates herself to continuing John's work and the Jigsaw legacy. However, obviously throughout the Saw franchise, she begins to question his methods and goes against them. One takes advantage, the other is taken advantage of.

“I rob, I steal and I cheat.” - Cecilia

“I’m a murderer. He took my life from me, so I just returned the fucking favour.” - Amanda

They both admit what they're doing isn't correct to a degree. However, neither has or likely will stop what they're doing. Cecilia scams and Amanda rigs her traps to be impossible, in a way her own form of scamming? What I mean by that is, the whole point of the traps is to be a lesson- It's supposed to be escapable, any survivor of it will tell you that... Obviously, there are some places to question the tests/traps even outside of Amanda, but we're not looking at that right now. Anyway! She basically scams people out of a chance of surviving due to her own past experiences. Lynn Denlon in Saw 3 being a perfect example of this really? She died due to the shotgun collar going off yes, but she likely would have anyway due to Amanda shooting her- Which Lynn had already PASSED her test by that point really.

(Honorary Angel Trap mention) I don't think I have to go too in depth about how Cecilia scams people, but she doesn't just take their money. She also in her own way takes their lives- They leave thinking the treatment will help them, spending savings and such when really it's fake. We’ve also got the fact that Cecilia outright murdered Gabriela. This comparison of their characters and the reception to them by the fandom/audience is something I find fun! Yes, people dislike Cecilia for being a scammer, but the main cause of people's hatred that I've seen isn't even what she did to John? At least here on Tumblr, it's the fact that she killed Gabriela.... The reason I find this ''fun'' is because well, Amanda was the one who put Gabriela in that scenario in the first place and yes of course- We have to acknowledge that Gabriela was part of the scamming which is why she was tested alongside her being a drug addict, however at the end of the day I think it's agreed upon that base level, she isn't a terrible person. She did what she did to survive. So I wonder, if Gabriela had just died in her trap, whether there would be uproar about her death? Would people be angry at John and Amanda the same way they are at Cecilia? And to answer my own question, I don't actually think so. I believe this because of the circumstances of death, reactions and the reason why. Cecilia didn't just kill Gabriela whilst she was in her trap, she did it afterwards. She effectively stole her ''second chance'' because of how money hungry she was. Cecilia also showed no remorse for doing such. Then we have Amanda's reaction.

It goes without saying she was likely rooting for Gabriela the entire time, she reminds Amanda of herself for one and she's also distraught because Gabriela did WIN. I see this as a catalyst to Amanda's future behaviour alongside deaths such as when she ''mercy'' killed Adam and then Laura from Saw 2.

I'm also going to drop this link to a previous post I made, which I think fits in to what I'm saying here and possibly adds to other points. (I have a tendency to repeat myself or ramble)

Almost nobody in the Saw franchise is either fully ''good'' or ''bad.'' That's what I like about it, they are people with faults- Some characters have more redeeming qualities/traits, others not so much. The most beloved characters are likely the Jigsaw apprentices (And Adam). At least the MAIN three ones. Which, let's go over their crimes!

Fun fact! These kinds of crimes are the type that would land you in PRISON. It goes without saying that the moral compasses of all 3 of these characters are basically broken or spinning constantly. Yet, as I stated before- Amanda, Mark and Lawrence are some of the fan favourites of the Saw franchise.... And don't get me wrong, I'm an Amanda fan myself for example! However, it's so interesting the reception these guys get compared to other characters in media and generally in the Saw universe. If we go black and white/narrow our views, they are actually the villains at some points. The crimes speak for themselves and generally whilst watching the movies, you're supposed to be rooting for the people to get out of their traps- Not always mind you, but a good percentage of the time. So many people justify their actions due to their backstories, a common thing for villains and or ''bad guys''. It's understandable, because the shit all of them have gone through would definitely leave anybody unhinged... At the end of the day though, that doesn't mean they should be excused. I think I'll end this here because I've gotten so sidetracked? As I always say at the end of something like this, these are all just my thoughts and opinions- Not fact or concrete either, I'm open to discussions with people who disagree with me for example! IF YOU'VE GOTTEN THIS FAR DOWN! THANKS FOR READING, ANYBODY WHO LIKES AND REBLOGS MY RAMBLINGS DO MAKE MY DAY. -MAL OUT

[yanderespamton78]

spamton and addison headcanon post ^^

i saw one of my moots do this and i have many headcanons for mine so i thought id also post mine :D

(small sidenote a lot of these i stole borrowed from other creators and fics and stuff so i will highlight the unoriginal ones and put a key at the bottom)

addisons are 3d models so they can do stuff like glitch out and clip into walls n whatnot (but it only really happens when somethings wrong which is why spamtons is so much worse)

spamton can pop his jaw and limps in and out of place like a doll (also bjd body if that wasnt obvious)

spamton is eerily good at piano - he learnt it during his big shot era

addison hands are kinda like mitts which they can split into fingers if needed. also they can split into claws for self defence if one is in danger

spamtons ad speech and glitchiness get worse when hes stressed :c

spamton pretty much always speaks super energetically, like minecraft youtuber style

spamtons skin is made of plastic but normal addison skin is not. this also means spamton doesnt have the same thing where his hands arent mitt like which he can split into fingers theyre just always hand

addisons are luminescent but spamton isnt bc puppet

spamton (and jevil) can both speak wingdings

spamtons always had the pipis but they havent always looked like pipis. they used to look like a little red notification dot and the number on the dot would show how much damage it would do

all addisons just have black eyes (sometimes theyre lines and sometimes not depends if i can be arsed to draw proper eyes lol) but spamtons are a bright blue from the shadow crystal incident. if you look closely enough you can see a sun and clouds

also he doesnt have very good vision and without his glasses his eyes will feel like theyre burning

i believe in puppetification theory more than acid theory but i think that the acid is still harmful to addisons. if it comes in contact with their skin it can cause rashes/burning (like a bad sunburn) and if they swallow it it can make them ill or glitchy. if they swallow too much than it can cause irreversible code corruption, which is the main reason why spamton is so glitchy (but mike still caused a lot of the speech thing, its just the physical glitching caused by the acid)

spamton is super agile and sneaky like a cat (i mean no one found him for years in cyber city which isnt a massive place so it makes sense)

can mimic voices really well but in the bracketed speech. basically he can record voices

key vvv

red - taken from System Rebooting : Please Stand By (fic by manofthepipis on a03 GO READ IT ITS SO GOOD)

blue - taken from Defragmentation (comic by Zarla-s on tumblr, comicfury and devart and prolly a few others GO READ IT KAJHFKAH)

pink - idk ive seen so many people do it that I cant credit it to one specific person

anything uncoloured is smth i made up myself B)

[eriquin]

Time Travel AU part 5

I'm going to catch up to what I've written already really fast if I keep posting it like this. But AO3 is down so into Tumblr it goes.

(master post)

Part 5:

He caught up with Nancy after second period. She was at her locker, and she gave him such a sunny smile when she saw him that he almost tripped over his own feet. It was not the look of someone who remembered the horrors they went through, and he wondered if there was a way to keep her looking like that. 

“Hey,” he said, drumming his hand lightly on the locker next to her. 

“Hey yourself,” she said. “Did you get your English assignment done?” 

Steve blinked a few times. He hadn’t even thought about looking at his homework. He vaguely remembered that he and Nancy had first started interacting because his English teacher had gotten her to tutor him for a couple of sessions and bring up his essay grades. It was a favor to the basketball coach, to make sure he’d have the grades to stay on the team. They’d hit it off immediately.

“I gotta admit, I haven’t,” Steve said. “When is that due again?” 

Nancy gave him a look that was both exasperated and charmed. He had missed that look. “Thursday,” she said. She poked him in the chest. “You’d better get a good grade on it. My reputation as a tutor is on the line.” 

“I will, I promise,” he said, folding his hands together. “But first, I wanted to ask you something.”

“Okay?” She pulled her books from her locker and shut the door. “So ask?”

“It’s... It’ll actually take longer than we have between periods to give you all the information. Are you free at lunch?” 

“Sure, I guess?” Nancy said. “Fourth period?”

“Great, yeah.” Steve nodded and turned to get to his next class. 

“Wait, aren’t you going to tell me what it’s about?” 

Steve gave her his most innocent look. “I will. Fourth period!” He gave her a mock salute as he backed away, but turned around too fast and almost ran into someone. He jumped to avoid her, and stopped short, staring at the girl’s face

Barbara Holland stared right back before letting out an annoyed huff and rolling her eyes. “Excuse me,” she said as she elbowed past him to her locker, which was right next to Nancy’s. 

Steve turned and continued to stare at her before he realized how weird he was being. He caught Nancy’s eye, and she looked completely confused. “Sorry,” he whispered, practically running off to recover some semblance of dignity before the bell rang. 

He ignored the lecture during his third period class. His seat was in the back, and he brought out his Upside Down notebook to make some updates. It looked enough like he was taking notes for the class that the teacher thought he was paying attention, and he was free to make his updates. Nancy was acting like she didn’t remember any of the future, but that might just have been because he was, too. He would have to talk to her in private to figure out for sure. 

Fourth period rolled around. Getting in line for his lunch was depressingly familiar, and he always had enough in his wallet to cover it. When he got out into the cafeteria with his tray, he looked around for Nancy. She was sitting with a group of sophomore girls, including Barb, on the other side of the room. Her back was to him, but he knew the slope of her shoulders and the curl of her hair. He got halfway through the cafeteria when he heard Tommy calling to him. 

Steve turned around to look at him and Carol at their regular table. He’d walked right past it, and they looked confused. The rest of the table was empty, like it always was. No one sat with them unless they were invited specifically. Steve sighed and went back, but only to drop off his tray. “Sorry,” he said. “I need to go talk to Nancy about something. Don’t eat all my fries.” He knew this guaranteed that his fries would be gone by the time he got back. 

When he got to Nancy’s table, he leaned over the back of her chair and stole one of her chips. “Hey Nance,” he said. “Got a minute?”

She laughed and shook her head. “I guess,” she said. He took a step back to let her get up, and she gestured at the chip bag as she stood. “Should I bring these with me? Do you need a snack?” 

“I mean, I’ll eat ‘em if you don’t want them,” he said. She scoffed and left them behind, and he followed her out into the hallway.

“So, what’s this about?” she asked.

“Okay. So, this is going to sound weird. I wanted to talk to you about...” He hesitated. Even though he’d practiced this in his head, it sounded weird to say it out loud. “The future?”

She stared at him, definitely thinking that he was going crazy, and waited for him to elaborate. When he didn’t, she asked, “What does that mean? Like, next weekend? Christmas? College?” She giggled a little. “Are you wondering if we’re going to live on a space station someday?” 

“No, more like. The next couple of months. Or years. Like, our future.”

“Our future?” she asked. She gave him that little smile that was halfway between charmed and confused. “Like, you and me? Is this you asking me out?” 

Steve’s eyes went wide. “Not exactly?” he said, though he immediately regretted it when Nancy looked disappointed. “Not that I’m opposed to it, but that wasn’t what I was asking. See...” He sighed. “It’s going to sound really weird. It’s just that I had this bizarre dream about the future, and you were in it. And I was wondering if you’d ever dreamt something like that.”

She raised her eyebrows and gave him that smile again. “So you’re dreaming about our future, huh?” she asked. “What was it like?” 

“I mean, it was, uh.” Steve scratched his head. If Nancy remembered anything, she surely would be saying something about it now, wouldn’t she? “It was kind of dark, actually. Like, there was something dangerous going on in town and you and me were both involved.”

She looked confused again, but just for a second. “Oh, you really meant a dream, huh? Wow. Uh, no? I’ve never had a dream like that before.” 

Steve nodded. “Yeah, okay. I told you it was weird. I guess I just wondered if you’d had it too, then maybe it would mean something.” He brushed his hair back and looked towards the cafeteria. “I should let you get back to lunch.” 

“No, I want to hear about your weird dream,” Nancy said. “Come on, tell me. It sounds interesting. How did you know it was the future?”

Steve hesitated. He had been thinking constantly about what he’d tell the people who’d gotten involved before if they didn’t remember, but he hadn’t come to a good conclusion. “It was just... it was weird. Like, I know it was the future because I was out of high school? Maybe? but there were terrible things going on and we had to run around dealing with things. Like, monsters or something.” 

Nancy nodded slowly and looked like she understood. “Oh, I get it. Like how sometimes, in a dream you know how things are supposed to be even if it doesn't make sense. You just know.”

“Yeah, exactly,” he lied. 

She brightened up a little, smiling like they had a little secret. “But I was there? Were you protecting me from the monsters?” 

Steve snorted. “Kind of the other way around,” he said. “You had a shotgun and I was just following your lead.”

This surprised her but she also looked delighted by it. She started to laugh. “You were definitely just dreaming there,” she said. “I’ve never even held a gun, much less a shotgun.”

“Yeah, but I bet you’d be good at it,” he said. “Anyway, there was more to it, but you’re right. It was just a weird dream. I’ll let you get back now.” 

“You could’ve told me about this between classes,” she said. “I mean, it’s weird but it’s not that weird.” 

“Nah, I’ve got a reputation to uphold,” he joked. “Can’t go talking about dreams and monsters with a pretty girl in the hallway.”

Nancy blushed. “Do you want to meet again to go over your essay? I’m free tomorrow afternoon.” 

Steve gulped. He could use that as a chance to convince Nancy that there was something dangerous coming, and that she should help him, but he wasn’t sure what he’d be able to say to get her to believe him. He also didn’t remember what he had scheduled for the next day after class. “Yeah, I think I could make that,” he said. “Remind me tomorrow?”

“Sure,” she said, still blushing. She walked ahead of him on their way back into the cafeteria, and he could hear her friends quizzing her about him when he passed her table. 

When he got back to his table, he saw that his fries were gone, as expected. Tommy and Carol looked smug about it. They had left him a slice of meatloaf. He reached over and stole Tommy’s pudding cup, which was unopened. Tommy squawked about it, but didn’t do anything to stop him.

“Are you sure you want to be eating pudding for lunch, Stevie?” Carol teased. “Don’t you want to keep your trim figure for Miss Nancy?” 

“Nah, she likes me for my curves,” Steve shot back. He stretched his feet out under the table and propped them up on the seat between Tommy and Carol. They both cackled at him and Tommy shoved his feet back down. 

“So did you ask her out?” Tommy asked. “Are we gonna have to put up with little Miss Priss this weekend?”

Steve frowned and shook his head. “No,” he said, remembering more and more about this time period. His two closest friends were hot and cold about Nancy even when he was warming up to her. It started even before things had gone sideways. He’d forgotten that, or never given much thought to why that was. Had they been like this with every girl he’d been interested in? He couldn’t remember. He dug into the pudding cup. It was tapioca, which Tommy and Carol both hated, which meant he’d gotten it with Steve in mind. It made him smile a little. 

Tommy had told Carol about the bet Steve had made with his dad, and she asked what he was going to do with the money. He shrugged it off, said he had no plans. They got to talking about plans for the week, and the weekend. Steve mostly stayed quiet, listening to them chat about other students and what they’d been getting up to. He finished his meatloaf and sat back, letting his mind wander. 

“Hey, you’ve been quieter than usual,” Tommy said. “Still thinking about getting into Nancy’s pantsies?” 

Carol snickered and rolled her eyes. “Ugh, that was awful.”

Steve shook his head. “Yeah, don’t be crude, Tommy,” he said. 

“I meant the rhyme,” Carol said. “He can be crude as long as he doesn’t try to be clever. He’s too dumb for that. It’s literally painful.” 

Steve snickered. “Hey, do we have anything going on after school tomorrow?” 

Tommy and Carol couldn’t think of anything, so he took that as a good sign. He spent the rest of the school day trying to think of a way to approach Jonathan and ask him if he remembered anything. There was a chance that he did and just hadn’t tried to talk to Steve about it because they weren’t even remotely friends at this point. It would have been weird for Jonathan to talk to him first. 

By the end of the day, he still hadn’t thought of anything. He saw Jonathan’s car in the parking lot, parked in its regular spot. It brought back unpleasant memories of standing next to it with his friends and waiting to ambush him about his photographs. He could try to meet him there after school, but not today because Tommy and Carol were already standing by his car, waiting for him. He didn’t want them to see him talking to Jonathan. They already thought of Jonathan as a freak and they saw them talking, it would put a target on his back. Steve didn’t know why he’d ever thought that was acceptable behavior for people who called themselves his friends. But on the other hand, he didn’t know how to confront them about it now.

[parabiota]

Just wanted to give you a nod of respect for making that post about Jessica. I followed her for years until I started noticing her stories not lining up and how she stole a bunch of the art she was selling in her shop. Then out of curiosity/concern one day I checked back in on her and saw the AI art she was posting and the way she insisted it was her own art after getting called out on it, plus she was stealing photos and posts from all over the internet and claiming them as her own. She's also openly admitted to making up some of her popular posts in the past, like she's proud of lying to people on here. And when anyone says anything she's just like ''It's the internet, people lie'' and it's like ... sure, but not to this extent without getting called out for it. I feel like she thinks she's so much smarter than everyone else that she can just get away with anything. I was going to make a post about it all, but I chickened out after an altercation with a different popular tumblr (completely unrelated) led to me getting a ton of anon hate in their ''defense''. I just couldn't handle that again. I would never want to claim someone was lying about their mental health or their living situation to get money, but like someone else pointed out, it's gotten weird how it's always an emergency, and always on the same date, and everything she does to try fix things apparently always goes wrong. Like obviously we can't say for sure that she doesn't just genuinely have the worst luck in the world but ... idk. It feels fishy to me with all the other lying I know she's done/is doing. Anyway. Hopefully she gets her shit sorted out one way or the other someday soon, because it's pretty sad.

Yeah I wasn’t ever planning on going public with my info but she did beg me to… so I had to <3

It’s very nerve wrecking especially because I genuinely don’t want to hurt her — I just want to inform people that she isn’t what she say she is. I have sympathy because again I do think she’s unemployed & she is likely struggling with mental health (as all chronic liars are….) but it’s absolutely ridiculous that it’s gone on for so long with nobody calling her bluff.

I’ve also gotten a lot of support too and very minimal hate (mostly just people saying they don’t wanna get involved but they think I’m wrong, not actual threats or insults) which has been very reassuring <3

[probablyaseamonster]

Things I’m excited to see in s5

- Azure Lion finding out who was pulling the strings the whole time (his eyes glowed ink green when he achieved his goal and I think that that’s something)

- The reveal of who stole the scroll and presumably gave it to Jin & Yin or AL (I firmly believe it wasn’t Azure because the person in the cloak had human proportions)

- Azure getting stuck with leaderly responsibilities (this could very well be played for comedy)

- Everyone learns why exactly the Jade Emperor being absorbed(?) is such a bad thing for the universe

- Peng insulting more people down to their core (I am firmly on the side of the fandom that likes that bird and I think he’s got an interesting role in the group dynamic)

- Yellow Tusk being wise in a significant way (like maybe a line where he’s like “Hey Azure, something’s up with you, maybe calm down a little?”

- Nezha being taught that he has value beyond what post he can take up and maybe having a cute moment where he at least smiles

- More content regarding Princess Iron Fan’s days as a celestial (this one I’m fine with because that shot with her and DBK’s first meeting is everything to me)

- More DBK angst (dude clearly has an issue with being called “weak” and I want to see another adorable shot with him and his wife saving each other from the ink)

- Red Son confronting his own issues + maybe even his parental abuse (maybe we could get flashbacks if we’re lucky)

- MK OR MEI RESCUING RED SON (if the show ends up leaving the fam in the scroll because they’re villains and it gets them out of the way I will be PISSED)

- MK, Macaque and the audience finally seeing what mind games Wukong was being put through (because we didn’t actually get to see that in s4 and since he never got out I bet we’re being set up to finally see him and Mac’s fallout in s5)

- More monkey form MK (hopefully him eventually coming to “embrace it” without “accepting his destiny”)

- MK finding out what exactly Subodhi meant by the stone being remade to make another celestial / demon monkey, but MK not actually being born from the stone (maybe getting to meet that goddess in the artwork who potentially shaped him (Quanyin?))

- Finding out what happened to the Samadhi Fire (we haven’t seen Mei use it since LBD and the only time it was mentioned since was Subodhi talking about it in past tense, and honestly if the writers nerfed her simply because they had trouble write conflict while Mei had that universe-destroying power I’m kinda chill with that)

- Sandy’s being “too nice for [his] own good” becoming a character flaw that he has to get past in order to save his friends (someone on tumblr came up with the theory that Sandy’s hiding something and being super nice on purpose and I haven’t been able to stop thinking of it)

- Seeing WTF happened to the Mayor after LBD’s defeat (did he shrivel up and die because his source of immortal power was destroyed? did he actually get arrested by the Megapolis law enforcement that we’ve never seen because everyone saw their mayor hanging behind the demon freezing and destroying the city + he’s more closely connected to human society than any of the other villains so he deserves a human punishment? Or did he actually get away and is currently plotting revenge while having an identity crisis? (please writers even if he anticlimactically died off-screen I WANT TO KNOW))

[bunny-j3st3r]

Archie sonic isue #3

Back at it again at krispy kreme

reminder that as much as I dislike archie sonic I am going to attempt to post as many positive as I do negative comments, these are just me logging my thoughts as I go through ALL of the comics because I like to torture myself.

After fighting with the site for awhile I'm reading these on lmfao we start with issue number 3 it's release date was on august 1993 with it publication date being October 1993.

"Sorry I scared you, anyway robotnik has a bomb" very normal thing to say sonic.

Something about Antoine's being fancy is really funny. They wanted to call this fruit a faggot so badly.

Mans really went FUCK christians me and my homies HATE christians.

Okay this bit made me cackle I'm ngl

I think this is what furry conventions feel like.

turns out the bomb was in fact a bug bomb, still not exactly enviromental friendly but eh, maybe robotnik should try a glue trap next.

Ah so they do aknowledge they changed her hair, I'm sure they aknowledge her fur change to but I don't recall that.

Ah here we have one of my favourite child hood characters when I was a kid and her first origins before they changed it many years later.

Not that I'm complaining I guess they wanted to give characters more plot lines.

I think her current orgins were similiar? don't quote me on that though.

careful she's a hero.

I love she was dying, saw a pretty girl and went I'm normal now acutally.

Very hetro behaviour.

girl they stole ur pigment

Tumblr when they see trans women

because I had to clip these from a different site it sadly seems that I'm unable to nab the questions and etc.

I do love the fun these old comics have but they sure have not aged well in some aspects.

They have charm to them though I suppose but it really does make me laugh when some sonic fans hold these comics as like the word of god of sonic lore when most of the time they just

don't make sense

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[snek-panini]

Book time! At last, a new one! This is a bind of In Death's Embrace, We Are Reborn by Arinia. It's a fantastic series from the Good Omens fandom. Angsty but sweet, canon-adjacent 20th century history fic. Absolutely gorgeous, rich prose and in character the whole way. Don't be discouraged by the 6/9 chapter count for part 2, it reads as a complete story and I cannot recommend it highly enough.

So! This is a Coptic bind, which means it has no glue holding it together, only stitching, which is visible. I see those recommended a lot of beginner bookbinders, but I have a habit of looking at a new craft and thinking "I don't wanna do the boring beginner project, I want to do the exciting intermediate/advanced one that I don't have the skills for", so I went right for case binding and skipped this kind until now. Two years and a dozen books later, this is my first Coptic. I learned a lot, tried a lot of new things, and will for sure do it again.

More pics and process talk under the cut!

Pic of the spine and endpaper. I used metallic embroidery floss to stitch it, a decision I am going to call hubris. It looks beautiful but is so fucking slippery it's ridiculous. Also it won't hold a weaver's knot like the other thread I've used. I put a French link stitch in the middle (also a first for me) because I saw someone else on tumblr do that a couple of weeks ago and thought it looked really cool so I stole it, but I don't remember who it was so I can't credit them. I made a mistake in that part, where the needle caught a thread it wasn't supposed to, but I don't think it's visible in the photos. The endpaper is also stolen, in that I saw someone post a photo of stuff they'd bought and thought this one was perfect for this project, and I was right. White and black feathers are important to the story so it couldn't have been more perfect. Again, I don't remember who it was or I'd give them a shout-out.

When it came to cutting boards for the cover, I did the thing you do with case binding, which is cut them a little bigger than the text block on top and bottom, but because it's a glueless binding the stitching kinda sags down when it's upright on the shelf. I'm thinking it might put unnecessary stress on the text block down the line, so next time I do this I think I'll make the boards the same size as the block and see how that goes.

Pic of the title page and the section break artwork I made. I really need to up my title page game, it looks so plain. The section break was made with free clip art of feathers that I found via google. I've never experimented with vector art before and I still don't really know anything about it. All I did was find the image, rotate it, mirror it, and draw that little diamond shape in the middle. I made it a little too big and too bold, so it kind of dominates the pages it's on more than it should. I was tired of using a plain gray line for section breaks though, so I'm more or less happy with how it came out. And I learned stuff for next time.

Materials: textured cardstock for the cover, chiyogami paper for the endpaper (I love this stuff, it was so much easier than cardstock), metallic embroidery floss for the stitching (terrible, would not use again), and gold embossing powder for the title. I'm trying to up my cover game but it's hard. The text for the "Reborn" part didn't come out as clear as I'd have liked. I like the gold frame, though. Would do that again.

[nancywheeeler]

#1 for "believe in me as i believe in you" (obviously), #8, #17, and #18 for the fic writer asks!

1: Share a song that makes you think of "believe in me as i believe in you"

definitely the song i stole the fic's title from, "tonight, tonight" by the smashing pumpkins! as i joke in my author's note, the song is a colin hughes's song if you either don't think about it too much or if you think about it way too hard. i am obviously in the second camp. i also joke about "i want to get better" by bleachers in the tags of the fic, but honestly? great colin/michael nolastname song (i didn't know i was lonely 'til i saw your face)

8: What project(s) are you currently working on?

several! i'm currently finishing up my first yellowjackets fic and i'm excited to post it. i also started drafting the second work in what i am calling my "ted lasso, by any other sport" series. have been learning a lot about hockey in the last few weeks. there's some exchange stuff i'm working on, too, that i have to be hush-hush about and a fic that if i finish, i will most certainly be publishing anonymously (which would make it my second anon fic of the year! here is to the embarrassing fixations we keep even from tumblr!)

17: What’s something you’ve learned about while doing research for a fic?

oooh, okay. so my next big multi-chapter fic i've been letting marinate in a google docs folder is taking place in mid-80s Boston and i've learned, among many things about the music scene there, tracy chapman used to busk at harvard square and on red line platforms while she was attending tufts.

18: What’s one of your favorite lines you’ve written in a fic?

i'm going to go with a line from my most recent fic, love-all, especially since i was asking this myself today while playing tennis: It speaks to a question he has never been able to answer: do sports breed masochists or did masochists invent sports?

fan fic writer asks!

[beazt]

For music reccs of what few less known bands I like:

INHEAVEN's Stupid Things

Whiteroom's Stole the IV

Black Honey's Disinfect

tumblr crashed while typing this post. fucken hell

Stupid Things: I’ll be honest I woke up this morning and listened to this song bc it was the first recommendation I saw and liked it and then fell asleep and forgot what it sounded like entirely. this is soooo 2010s for me affectionate. not in that the music sounds like it’s from that time (I’m so shit at determining that outside of 50s-80s rock) but more this song would have gripped my heart in the mid 2010s. in that sense I Do think there’s a time I will want to listen to it again when I’m in that teenage mood so it’s goin in a playlist for that purpose

Stole the IV: I SWEEEAAARRRR I’ve heard this song but there’s no evidence of that anywhere in my Spotify (typically I add every song I’ve been recommended even by the Spotify algorithms into a playlist for that purpose and stuff) also it’s not my typical vibe but I do like it!! it’s going in a couple playlists

also the album art is sick (for the double single/EP?)

it reminds me of this one tweeted animation that ended up being a phenomenon within my inner circles bc I was so obsessed with it. I can find the tweet later (scared to close out of tumblr to find it bc it may crash when I’m not looking again) but it’s this animation (if tumblr puts the gif in right) by someone with a handle like anonymooooose or something on twt

disinfect: this song is so good but also not my usual vibe. but u know what. it is going in some playlists too. bc this is exactly along the lines of what I had in mind when I made that bug music post and said I wanted to hear parasitic indie. I’m probably gonna become obsessed with this song when it hits me on a day where the vibe matches. I can feel it

thank you so much for the recommendations!!!! bless

[flyingthesky]

rating kin i've been assigned by tumblr users on the tags of the post that made me a meme

shoto todoroki: hm. he is my favorite character but realistically april fools as a pairing is closer to bakudeku than bakuroki. 7/10.

mistoffelees catsmusical: gaze slides over to my forty cast recordings of cats as i think about the fact that i saw cats at a midnight showing by myself and then proceeded to watch it 12 times on demand. 9/10.

daenerys targaryen: i'm nowhere near that cool but i WOULD fuck a dragon so i think that elevates this one. let's call it 6/10.

elim garak: i am also nowhere near a cardassian ex-spy. 2/10.

tak invaderzim: i should remake that gir hoodie i stole from my ex-boyfriend. what? rate it? eh. 3/10.

diluc ragnvindr: i don't know anything about genshin impact so i'm gonna say that's a solid 0/10.

bucky barnes: i'm mostly offended that i got this one through the post being tagged clint/bucky. i'm with him 'til the end of the line, assholes. 5/10.

hanzo shimada: are you calling me a fucking hanzo main? that's racist. fuck you. 0/10.

valkyrie mcu: i'm rating this one 8/10 just for the sheer imagination of thinking i could be that much raw wlw energy at once.

the music meister: puts face in hands. if i were a batman villain, i would be the music meister. nobody hates this more than me. 10/10.

[jasmena]

We leave Bangkok on a Koh Samui-bound overnight bus this evening so I thought I would wrap up some Bangkok highlights. Today we visited Bangkok Art and Cultural Centre which was amazing. There was no entrance fee and so much amazing art, so definitely worth the slightly confusing public bus ride.

This was one of the first installations I saw and I felt drawn to it, especially the way the hoops and the textured fabric within cast shadows on the wall.

I really like this art style. Would love to get a similar style tattooed on me; the wobbly concentric lines in the tree remind me of a topographic map, creates so much depth!

This was one of my favourite artworks there, all the way from South Australia! The colours and patterns are so stunning. Funny to come all the way to Bangkok to see artwork created so close to home, but absolutely gorgeous.

This picture doesn’t show it, but each of these artworks are tufted rugs! They were super intriguing and played with themes of capitalism, war and beauty, using some traditional Persian patterns within designs of navy ships, tanks and the like, one driven by none other than Mickey Mouse. I think that’s quite an interesting symbolic figure.

This one I found quite eye-catching. Alongside many other similar painted figures mounted on the wall it definitely makes a statement. There was a lot of phallic imagery in this installation, and also used specific political and religious figures such as Boris Johnson, Gandhi, Buddha, etc. combined with themes of neoliberalism, late-stage capitalism, patriarchy, war and religion… and ultimately world destruction. Slay.

Finally, we saw an exhibition about the cats of bangkok !!!! This was a scandal because someone clearly hacked my Tumblr and found my cats of bangkok drafted post and stole my idea/cats. Both Bella and Luca can verify that I had this idea long before we saw this exhibition. But the fear of comparison won’t stop me, keep your eyes peeled later on for an intimate portrait of the many cats we have come across on the streets of Bangkok.

Overall I really enjoyed this experience! Definitely worth a visit if you’re ever in Bangkok. The Art Café (whose wifi i am currently using to post this) is also great.