#stolen from a dumbass

[pbd]

[ridragon]

cant stop thinking about the post making fun of people for being into missing 411 cases and bigfoot abduction stories thinking theyre creepy and mysterious snd believing in them. firstly, it's a part of the culture. the Bigfoot shit, the weird deer, you're making fun of the culture of the area, for one.

and you're telling me that even if explained, the fact that people just. go missing. no trace. their families will never know what happened. you don't think that's terrifying? you dont feek deepy disturbed? never to be buried or seen again? Even with all our tech? Your technology cannot save you, that you rely on so much?That one mistake and that's it (in the cases of mountain climbing) "the national forests are just full of dumb people" okay but if you actually bothered to look into them you'd realize the ones that captivate people are experienced hikers. most of the cases that give me that discomfort are the ones where, yeah, he probably fell off the mountain after a mistake, but it's haunting, it's the what if, it's the mystery. not the individual cases, just the otherness of the complete wild.

like that david paulides guy lies all the time, he said something happened on november 31st. fuck that guy lmao, but come on. you don't wonder? you don't find it fun to suspend your disbelief?

have some fucking whimsey in your life, pretentious screwball. When did it become okay to make fun of people's beliefs? even if you think it's stupid and illogical? Okay. so is religion. so is me praying and offering to my Gods. you aren't slick talking down to people just because theyre southern and american.

[spoofyleaf]

It’s been a long past few days, so I’ve barely had time to do much art, buuut I’ve also been talking w a friend, and we’ve been talking a lot about the childhood we spent together.

We then scribbled a ton of random moments, but made it LMK bc why not. Have a small handful of some of my scribbles :)

[glareandgrowl]

I need to stop subjecting myself to people who aren't artists' opinions on ai art because I am going to eat a whole fucking shoe with how absolutely livid I am right now.

Ill just say this, I guess before I explode.

No one. And I mean NO ONE is giving shit to people who want to create those deep fake Garfield memes or silly images of celebrities running from cryptids in the dark. NO ONE IS CARING ABOUT THAT KIND OF UNSERIOUS USAGE!

If your argument for pro-ai includes that type of usage AND you aren't an artist? I will bite your fucking kneecaps.

THE PROBLEM is corporations and individuals who are using ai to scrape and crush other people's HARD WORK HOURS OF EFFORT AND YEARS OF PRACTICE into a single shitty shitty image so they can pretend they're a big great artist or feel special for the attention OR so they can skim a little drop of cash instead of paying someone to do it.

I feel like I'm going fucking insane.

Also people know ai banks aren't static.. right? Like you know that the big ones are scraping every bit they can from the internet every single day. It's not like they've settled on just a years worth of theft. YOU KNOW THIS RIGHT??

ITS A CONSTANT FUCKING STRUGGLE TO KEEP OUR WORK SAFE YOU KNOW THIS RIGHT????

[izuom]

apologies in advanced for interrupting anyone’s evening or cozy bedtime or subway ride to works but insta isn’t safe for me now 💀 wdym i’m getting online-ly mol*st*d by a fake acc?

[alphie-in-the-sky]

[bronze-main]

Thank you, this actually explains a lot. I (resident coward) had no idea this whole shebang was going on just below the surface of the horror genre. I always wondered why this concept made appearances in the randomest of places, it really sucks to know Indeginous people still aren't being listened to :(

non-Natives cannot be w/nd/go/g. non-Natives cannot be w/nd/gokin, nor w/nd/go extranths, nor any other sort of w/nd/go identity. i don’t say this to be exclusionary, i say this as a Native person who’s tired of our culture and religion being bastardized, appropriated, and stolen by colonizers. i say this as someone who’s tired of plain old racism being excused by those who straight-up don’t care about Native voices

a w/nd/go is not just some cannibal ice monster, nor is it some deer cryptid, nor is it merely a Native personification of evil. it is far, far more than that, and it requires cultural knowledge and experience to really understand. this is knowledge and experience that non-Natives are not let into because of centuries of us sharing our culture with people who take it, misunderstand it, silence us when we try to correct them about it, and then continue to oppress Natives while enjoying cherrypicked parts of our culture

if you, as a non-Native, believe that you may be a w/nd/go; no, you are not. i’d recommend looking into monsters and such that aren’t from closed cultures, as well as potentially taking a look at invented species from things such as the furry culture, and then proceeding to uplift Native voices on this topic

non-Natives are encouraged to reblog this, and please, don’t uncensor the word unless you have to. i don’t want anything coming after me that i’m not prepared for

[jaythelay]

If you lowered texture resolutions by half and cut 100 million polygons from a modern title, you wouldn't notice. At all.

If you removed the ability to jump in Mario, you'd notice, if you removed the guns from Halo, you'd notice.

Graphics have Never mattered and are affecting the quality and quantity of product in order to be advertisable. It's insane. We're decades removed from the bit wars and yet we still have not had a single game in which it's graphics ever mattered on a fundamental level.

Sure, games like Farcry 3 and Crysis were advertised and sold themselves on their visual fidelity, but do you play them? Ever? No you play the sequel or moved on entirely, and the graphics? Bout the same as then, just with Far More Filters than is comfortably viewable.

What it boils down to is Artistry has always been the important "visual" element to gaming and it got murdered for polygons you can't even fuckin' count, and what does it do for anyone? Increase prices on hardware, on software, and for what, possible, benefit?

None. We have yet to have a single example of Graphics ever improving or harming a game. Not a single one.

[mysticrealmisaterriblebook]

lmfao not you calling me Psycho for calling you out for your bullshit.

keep going girly pop. Tell me how I'm pyscho.

[pbd]

[impiusangelus]

In other news, my home city is dealing with stolen sources of radioactivity. Did we learn nothing from Goiânia

[gender-euphowrya]

there are things we know that have been said and demonstrated a thousand times and yet every time it feels like you're just learning this

[generousduckcreation]

[garfieldareyouslashsrsorslashj]

[angel-sweets666]

Domestic head cannons and mini fic with katsuki bakugo<3

Katsuki bakugo x reader

just some cute little head cannons to make people feel better about the fanfic I wrote not 20 mins ago🎀

He will lay in bed and just watch you sleep, just because he’s loud and normally mean doesn’t mean he doesn’t wanna be gentle for once and watch his baby sleep peacefully:((

If you make his lunch for work before he goes off for hero duty he will be forever grateful, I mean you just showed how much you care about him by making him food!

will 100% ask for kids once you two are a little older, around 25 maybe

helps with the chores no matter how busy he was that day.

He loves a good cuddle on the couch

“I’m home dumbass!”

doesn’t mind if you become a stay at home partner to look after the home, he makes a ton off hero work.

Came home with a cat one day from work and you two named him dumbass because he bangs his head into things, bakugo regularly compares him to Izuku.

will sit there and help you fold clothes while you tell him about your day

if your afab he will do all the chores and let you rest while on your period

showers and baths together when he can, he’ll let you wash his hair while he lays on your chest in the bathtub but he grumbles about doing it himself even though he loves it

Regularly has to go find little things off his hero costume because 9/10 you’ve stolen his mask or his shirt off the costume

doesn’t realise dumbass the cat is a girl and then panics when she goes into heat and starts meowing everywhere and does that weird pose (iykyk)

“*NAME* WHY IS DUMBASS PUTTING HER ASS IN THE AIR THIS IS SO WEIRD”

plans proposing to you with kirishima, he wants it to be perfect

Bakugo opened the door, the hinges squeaking “dumbass I’m home!” He called out, no malice behind his normally rude nickname. You rushed down the stairs, the sound of your feet on carpets next to the jingles of a cat collar. The little white cat peeking its head past a wall to check who was at the door before you walked past and hugged bakugo “I got take out” you grinned “shit where was my hello?” Bakugo smirked down at you, before you pecked him on the lips “hello katsuki”

[slytherinshua]

BROUGHT THE HEAT BACK

genre. vampire au/bthb au. established relationship. warnings. sunghoon is very jealous. profanity. kissing. slightly suggestive maybe. reader wears a dress. pairing. vampire!sunghoon x fem!witch!reader. wc. 1k. request. no. a/n. bthb is probably one of their best mvs ever it was so well made like omg?? giving tim burton film vibes esp at the end and every scene was just so stunning, obv it gave me fic ideas ksdjks. written esp for @blue-jisungs @hursheys and @loserlvrss

“Jesus, fuck, Sunghoon—” You shrieked when you entered your apartment, not expecting your boyfriend to be hanging from the ceiling, eyes staring at the door. He floated down to the floor, not moving a muscle. You were used to his… supernatural way of moving around by now, but you hadn’t expected him to jumpscare you like that.

“What did I say about hanging from the ceiling?” You muttered, brushing your coat off. Sunghoon slid over to you, hovering over your shoulder, eyes piercing your cheek. You figured something must be up. He didn’t act so vampirish unless he was pissed, reverting back to his old habits of hundreds of years.

“What did I say about going out without telling me?” He grunted in response, a very evident scowl etched on his face.

Ah, that’s why he was pissed.

“I did tell you, dumbass.” You slid your heels off next, padding your bare feet over to your shared bedroom. Sunghoon followed you, still too lazy to use his legs. 

“You didn’t say you’d be going in that outfit.” He countered, scarlet eyes shining brighter with his annoyance. 

“Seriously? I thought I looked pretty.” You huffed, grabbing one of his hoodies draped over a chair and glancing at the full-length mirror. You quite liked the dress you had picked out. Sure, it was a little revealing for your taste, but you wanted to try something different. All your friends were going to be dressing up nice. The dresses in your wardrobe were all gloomy colours and long-sleeves; very witchy thanks to your profession. 

The dark vermillion stained dress was sleeveless, adorned with jewels and a slit on the leg. You had bought it the week previously with your friend after trying it on and falling in love with how it looked. The colour reminded you of Sunghoon’s eyes. 

“You do look pretty. That’s the problem.” He muttered, biting his lip with his fang.

“There’s no need to be jealous, babe. I wasn’t looking at anyone else.” You assured him, pulling his black hoodie over your head. 

“People were looking at you, though. And for the record, I’m not jealous.” He frowned, his eyebrows furrowed as he too looked at the mirror, seeing the obvious absence of his reflection next to you. He hated that. Why did he always feel invisible?   

“Whatever you say.” A hint of a smile played on your lips. No matter how annoyed and angry Sunghoon got, you were never intimidated by him. He couldn’t hide the fact that he was secretly a softie. You pulled on his arm, and as he held no resistance, his body fell perfectly into your arms. 

“Geez, you’re burning up. Sure you’re not a little jealous?” You giggled, feeling his forehead and cheeks. Although they didn’t hold any colour, they were warm to the touch. You knew enough about vampires to know feelings of jealousy made their stolen blood boil. Literally. You had focused on vampires in your witch studies. 

“The room is just hot.” He made up an excuse, dipping away from your reach before you could see that he was lying. You shook your head, amused at him. He pursed his lips, taking a seat on the bed and avoiding eye contact with you out of spite.

You slid the dress off under his hoodie and grabbed a pair of pyjama pants to put on instead. His clothes were always the perfect amount of oversized on you, plus the added bonus of smelling just like him. It was like you were wrapped in a warm hug at all times.

“Burn it.” Sunghoon’s voice broke the silence in the room. You turned back around to him, quickly figuring out that he meant the dress.

“Good grief, you’re ridiculous—” You started to protest, but seeing his serious look painted in his eyes, you figured it was probably best to not test him when he was sensitive. You picked up the dress, using a simple spell to burst it into flames.

“Happy?” 

He nodded, satisfied. He tilted his head, and you felt a tug on your sleeve; his sorcery yanking you gently, a silent plead to come sit with him. You complied, knowing already what would get his mind off the burning jealousy he was feeling.

“Need your kisses now, hm?” You ruffled his hair lovingly, enjoying the grumpy expression on his face. Sliding his glasses back up to the bridge of his nose, you drew closer to his face. He couldn’t wait a second longer to taste your lips, his scorching possessiveness creeping in every cold vein of his body, heat shuddering through his skin.

He was annoyed at you and how you occupied his every thought. He just couldn’t get you out of his head, whether you were by his side or away from him. His entire life had turned upside down the second you walked in and trampled all over his heart. Now, he was stuck, inexplicable feelings swallowing him whole. He wasn’t used to it. No one else had such a big effect on him. He loved you too much.

He poured out his frustration into the kiss, fangs nipping at your lips, one hand holding the side of your neck to pull you closer. It wasn’t enough. Even as his tongue melted with yours, it wasn’t enough. He still felt the jealousy creeping up his spine, the thought of other guys seeing you look so pretty distressing his mind. 

You pulled apart for air, the eagerness of Sunghoon’s kiss depleting your breath quickly. He peppered kisses to your face and neck as you rested, tracing over every inch of skin he could reach as if to dispel any doubt that you were his. 

“Still burning up.” You mumbled to yourself, feeling the skin of his neck and shoulder junction. You smiled, wondering how many kisses it would take to cool him off again. Something was telling you that you would be there for a while.

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