#vs just on the computer? with a mouse???

[kitkatcadillac]

this is so embarrassing but i understand old people now jesus fucking christ

i had one of the highest fucking grades in computers in high school and now its been so long since ive ever had to actually use a browser i have frustrated myself to tears trying to find the options menu and i cannot. express to you. how humiliating that is. cannot express to you how bad that hurts my brain and my heart, oh my fucking god. its literally been like 7+ years that ive only had to use my phone and now i have to fill paperwork online and Mother Fucker. God Fucking Damn It Shit the Fucking Bed,

[unproduciblesmackdown]

similar to the greentext stuff - i was visiting with my neighbors and their grandkids were around, and I said to this eight year old, "Hey, you wanna know something cool? I was playing the game when the Endermen came out." and his eyes went wide, like this kid looked like i told him i landed on the moon. His grandma thought it was really funny, and she said she has no idea what i'm talking about, but her grandbabies do, and that's incredible to her.

oh that's fun lmao, when minecraft & that update's existed for more than your whole life, and yknow being that young and like Next Year fr is this huge time scale away, a couple of years is a quarter of your life thus far and like maybe nigh half of the part of your life you actually have longterm memories for....i was checking out this dev's blog's archives about a:tdd's release in 2010 & in one entry they compared the implicitly Roughly concurrent release of Minecraft and i was like hey whoah. forever primarily being a game i've Heard Of more than any more direct exposure so i had no precise sense of [before minecraft release] [after minecraft release] Year 0 there but it's like for sure back in thee day when minecraft was a new thing, huh

[bloomburnburial]

scrolling down = the content is moving toward the top of your screen as you navigate down the page

sliding fingers DOWN on trackpad/mouse wheel to scroll down means you are moving your finger(s) TOWARD your body

sliding fingers UP on trackpad/mouse wheel to scroll down means you are moving your finger(s) AWAY from your body

[thewisestdino]

First digital art I ever did (both of from 2014, did the first one with a mouse on my dads computer)

Vs some of my most recent art

I’ll always miss when I first started drawing and just did it all day non stop 🥹 but it’s fun to see how much I improved

[sheyfu]

𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐰𝐞 𝐥𝐢𝐤𝐞, 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐠𝐡𝐨𝐬𝐭𝐛𝐮𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐬?

𝖿𝗍: 𝗆𝗂𝗄𝖺𝗀𝖾 𝗋𝖾𝗈 + 𝗇𝖺𝗀𝗂 𝗌𝖾𝗂𝗌𝗁𝗂𝗋𝗈 x 𝗀𝗇!𝗋𝖾𝖺𝖽𝖾𝗋

— 𝗂𝗇 𝗐𝗁𝗂𝖼𝗁, 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝗀𝗈 𝗀𝗁𝗈𝗌𝗍 𝗁𝗎𝗇𝗍𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗐𝗂𝗍𝗁 𝗇𝖺𝗀𝗂𝗋𝖾𝗈

— 𝖼𝗐: 𝗌𝗐𝖾𝖺𝗋𝗂𝗇𝗀; 𝗏𝖺𝗅𝗈𝗋𝖺𝗇𝗍; 𝗆𝖾 𝗐𝗋𝗂𝗍𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝖺 𝗏𝖺𝗅𝗈 𝗌𝖼𝖾𝗇𝖾 𝖻𝗎𝗍 𝗇𝗈𝗍 𝗄𝗇𝗈𝗐𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗁𝗈𝗐 𝗍𝗈 𝗉𝗅𝖺𝗒 𝗂𝗍; 𝖻𝖺𝖽 𝗍𝖾𝗋𝗆𝗂𝗇𝗈𝗅𝗈𝗀𝗂𝖾𝗌; 𝗉𝖺𝗋𝖺𝗇𝗈𝗋𝗆𝖺𝗅 𝗌𝗍𝗎𝖿𝖿; 𝗅𝗈𝗇𝗀 𝖻𝗎𝗂𝗅𝖽-𝗎𝗉? 𝗂𝖽𝗄 𝖻𝗋𝗎𝗁 𝗂 𝖽𝗈 𝖭𝖮𝖳 𝗄𝗇𝗈𝗐 𝗁𝗈𝗐 𝗍𝗈 𝗐𝗋𝗂𝗍𝖾 😓😓😓

— 𝖼𝗋𝖺𝖼𝗄 𝖿𝗂𝖼; 𝗉𝗋𝖾𝗍𝗍𝗒 𝖼𝗋𝗂𝗇𝗀𝖾; 𝖨 𝖧𝖮𝖯𝖤 𝖳𝖧𝖤 𝖦𝖠𝖭𝖦 𝖶𝖨𝖫𝖫 𝖫𝖨𝖪𝖤 𝖳𝖧𝖨𝖲𝖲𝖲𝖨𝖨𝖥𝖲𝖧𝖨𝖥𝖩𝖲𝖥 𝗌𝗍𝗂𝗅𝗅 𝗇𝗈𝗍 𝗈𝗏𝖾𝗋 𝗆𝗒 𝗐𝗋𝗂𝗍𝖾𝗋’𝗌 𝖻𝗅𝗈𝖼𝗄 𝖻𝗎𝗍 𝗂 𝗍𝗁𝗂𝗇𝗄 𝗂𝗆 𝖽𝗈𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗆𝗎𝖼𝗁 𝖻𝖾𝗍𝗍𝖾𝗋 𝗍𝗁𝖺𝗇 𝖻𝖾𝖿𝗈𝗋𝖾 𝗆𝗁𝗆 𝗆𝗁𝗆; 𝗋𝖾𝖺𝖽 𝖿𝗈𝗋 𝖺 𝖻𝖺𝗇𝗀𝖾𝗋 (?); proofread! (𝗍𝗁𝖺𝗇𝗄 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝗌𝗈 𝗆𝗎𝖼𝗁 𝗍𝗈 𝗆𝗒 𝗈𝗈𝗆𝖿𝗂𝖾 @dreamisols 𝖨𝖫𝖸𝖸𝖸𝖸); also 𝖽𝖾𝖽𝗂𝖼𝖺𝗍𝖾𝖽 𝗍𝗈 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝖺𝗇𝗈𝗇 𝗐𝗁𝗈 𝗋𝖾𝗊𝗎𝖾𝗌𝗍𝖾𝖽 𝗀𝗁𝗈𝗌𝗍 𝗁𝗎𝗇𝗍𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗐 𝗇𝖺𝗀𝗂𝗋𝖾𝗈 𝗁𝖾𝗁𝖾𝗁𝗁𝖾 𝖨 𝖧𝖮𝖯𝖤 𝖸𝖮𝖴 𝖫𝖨𝖪𝖤 𝖨𝖳𝖳𝖳𝖳 <33333

𝗐𝖼: 3.5𝗄 (𝗅𝗈𝗇𝗀𝖾𝗌𝗍 𝗉𝗂𝖾𝖼𝖾 𝗂'𝗏𝖾 𝖾𝗏𝖾𝗋 𝗐𝗋𝗂𝗍𝗍𝖾𝗇 𝗈𝗆𝗀)

the sounds of rushed keyboard clicking and muffled shouts sound around the dimly lit room.  

“i’m telling you they’re in A!” a whiny voice sounds through a headset, frustrated that their own teammates won’t listen.  

“no, stupid! who goes for A in split?” another voice interjects, this time rough and degrading. 

their shallow argument continues as the game progresses—even getting worse, as both are killed due to their carelessness. 

“ladies, ladies. calm down now, yeah?” a smooth voice interrupts, shutting the two players up. “if both of you weren’t soooo obsessed with each other, maybe you would’ve noticed them rushing to B…you dimwits!” you scoff and mute them, holding yourself back from smashing your keyboard and throwing your mouse at your computer.

“stuupid…” a tired and lazy voice slurs out from beside you as you continue to grumble about players like them.

“i swear to god sei, these people are the fucking worse! i’m just trying to play the damn game and they won’t shut the fuck up–”

“BOO”

“AAAAAAA WHAT THE FUCK?!”

your rant gets cut off by the door slamming open and the bright fluorescent lights turning on. you try to get back into the game and finish your two remaining enemies off, but you end up getting killed after blindly walking into enemy territory. luckily your duo, nagi seishiro, pulls through and clutches the game. 

“guys, guess what!” 

you slowly turn around with a scowl on your face. “mikage reo..” 

“hello to you too, my dear sibling! look! i had this made at- AAAAAAH”

“so anyways, as i was saying before i got rudely interrupted..” reo places an emphasis on ‘rudely’ while looking at you with a scowl—bandaged face mirroring yours perfectly.

“it’s not my fault! i was just doing my shit and trying to prove a point, you eggplant!” you quip, grabbing a pillow.

“oh please! just admit you’re a shit player!” the purple-haired child scoffs and shrugs, seemingly content with the way you react to his mocking. 

“you little shit-” you grumble, ready to aim the pillow at his head.

before you could even attack your brother, you feel two arms wrap around your figure, successfully preventing you from storming over to him.

“sei, i swear i love you very much, but i have to settle this... mikage vs. mikage...” you say, rolling up the sleeves of your (nagi’s) hoodie. 

“no. ‘m tired.. let me sleep.” you feel his breath against the nape of your neck when he whispers to you. looking behind, you see him already on the verge of sleep. he’s so pretty. slowly, you bring your hand up to his hair, playing with the strands gently—a small smile creeping up on your face.

however, the moment is short lived as you get interrupted by the living purple jumpscare you're currently co-existing with. 

“NO NAGI DON’T SLEEP YET” reo screams and jumps on the bed, taking you by surprise. 

you whip your head towards him and grab his hair. “YOU DUMB FUCK CAN’T YOU SEE HE’S SLEEPING?” 

“THAT’S BECAUSE I DESPERATELY NEED TO SAY SOMETHING!” he grabs your hair back.

ah, sibling love indeed.

your banter ensues, and the white-haired boy stirs awake. “stop.” 

the siblings slowly turn their heads towards him, wide-eyed, and staring guiltily.

“we’re sorry–”

“save it. what were you going to say anyway?” the boy in question stares at them with a look, subtle annoyance plastered on his face.

“i- well- uhm so i got this machine made at the factory..!” reo nervously chuckles, “for ghost hunting, yeah! aha aha… i’ve always wanted to go ghost hunting so i asked them to make this! genius, am i right, my dear kin?” your brother looks at you with a nervous smile.

“of course! yes! very genius! i expected nothi-” you cough “i mean… i expected the best from you! how could i not! right, my dear brother?” you grimace, while your purple-haired sibling goes in for a hug.

what a way to sell the act.

your boyfriend looks at the both of you with a raised eyebrow and crosses his arms. “seriously? a ghost hunting machine?” 

“of course! pretty genius, right? that’s my broth– GHOST HUNTING!?” you push reo away in horror.

“no. nonono nO NO! you CANNOT convince me to go ghost hunting with you.” you say in distress, slowly backing up to hide behind nagi.

“but this is a once in a lifetime experience, y/n! who knows? maybe you’ll end up liking this!” reo perks up, slowly inching towards the two of you. “come on now, y/n. don’t wanna be a killjoy now, do we?” wide purple eyes stare at you menacingly, his grabby hands inching towards you. 

“nagi please save me from this thing!” you cry out, holding onto his hoodie like a lifeline. 

“let’s do it.” nagi speaks up, his eyes sparkling as a small rare smile grows on his face.

“okay! it’s settled then! we’ll leave tomorrow at 2 in the morning and- AUHG!” 

you cut him off by throwing a pillow at his face. 

“NO SEI! don’t believe him! he’s probably gonna drag us to an abandoned facility and leave me to die so he could have you all to himself!” you say as you point to your brother who’s currently on the floor (being his dramatic self).

“aw c’mon now! why’d you think that?” your brother looks at you with his creepy close-eyed smile, shivering whatever timbers you had inside you. “plus…you can’t say no to nagi, can you?” 

smug fuck. i wanna fucking punch the living life out of him.

you then go in front of nagi, holding his shoulders as you stare at him and point towards the bane of your existence . “listen, sei. that man.. is a menace! a monster! and a murderer! he’ll do anything–and i mean ANYTHING–to have you all to himsel– mmmhp!” 

you feel cold fingers grab your cheeks as you get pulled to its source. your heart starts pounding when you realize what your boyfriend was doing. 

oh my fucking god.

he pulls away after a couple of seconds, slow breaths fanning your face as he places his forehead against yours. 

“guys i hope you know i’m still he- EUGH” 

poor reo gets hit again with a pillow—by nagi this time. 

“love.” voice airy and quite needy. 

“oh no not with that tone now, seishiro.” you try your best to turn away from him, only to be pulled again, landing on his chest as he cradles your head and plants a kiss on it.

“it’s just like what reo said: it’s a once in a lifetime opportunity.” you hear, no. feel the smirk in his voice for some reason. 

“don’t push it.” you push him away for real now, feeling no resistance and crossing your arms.

he reaches out to you, grabbing a lock of your hair. “if you go with us then… i’ll be your muse for your next project.” he says as he gives you a peck.

“how does that sound? hm?” 

you’ve always thought you never had any weaknesses. of course, as a mikage, you were raised and polished to not have any. and with your family’s motto to “do it no balls”, you really did do it no balls.

but in this moment, you’re certain you’ve found your one weakness. words and non-verbal cues were always your strongest suits—yet you found yourself helpless and taken aback. words of retaliation dying on your tongue as you figure out what the fuck’s wrong with you. 

mama didn’t raise me to be no pussy. 

with a deep breath, you resign yourself to fate.

“fine. let’s see the damned machine then.” 

so now, as scheduled, you find yourself in front of an abandoned house in the middle of the night, dressed in a stupid ghostbusters costume and… 

a day before your birthday. 

“what a great way to die before the age of twenty.” gritting your teeth, you turn your headlight on, slowly walking towards the building and opening its gate. “come on, you slowpokes! thought you wanted to do this.” rolling your eyes, you scan the room—dust and piles of wood everywhere. in the corner of your eye, a ceramic catches your attention. 

“man! it’s dusty in here alright!” you hear reo speak up, hauling his “weapon” on his shoulder as nagi stands beside him, sporting his own ghostbuster gear. 

“i’m sleepy…” your boyfriend mumbles as he rubs his eyes.

you look back at them with a raised eyebrow. “don’t fall asleep just now, sei. we’re just getting started.” you turn back to look at the interesting ceramic in front of you—its intricate patterns drawing you in. 

it looks pretty new… that’s kinda creepy.

you bring your camera out, taking pictures of it from all angles. putting rubber gloves on, you carefully hold it, inspecting the inside, as well as the bottom.

“uhhhhh, y/n….” your brother’s worried tone reaches your ears as you turn your head towards him.

“hmm? scared? wanna back out now?” you tease him, a smirk on your face as you carefully set the piece down. “nothing even happened yet.”

you start walking towards them, strides long and fast. as you were about to call out to your boyfriend who was absorbed in whatever the fuck he saw, you hear a sound.

*clomp clomp clomp*

your walking halts as you feel cold invade your body, your heart beating a little faster than moments ago.

“hmm? was that you, reo? have something to show me?” nagi asks as he stands from his crouched position, looking towards your sibling.

“no the fuck not. that was NOT me.” the boy in question says nervously, his hands producing little tremors.

“maybe it was just me. right guys? yeah, that was probably me! no sweat!” you laugh nervously. trying to convince yourself more than them. "see! i'm walking! aha aha!" your voice cracks as you continue walking towards them.

“but y/n…you’re walking in a puddle of water…” nagi’s monotone voice reaches your ears as you look at the ground you’re walking on.

well shit.

“maybe it’s just us! yeah! our imagination! why don’t we go somewhere else, yeah?” you hurriedly say as you rush over to nagi and reo, grabbing their hands and brisk walking further into the facility.

and because of how scared you are, you don't notice one of your many polaroids in your wallet fly out and land on the wet, muddy ground beside the ceramic.

“well then! from now on, we are definitely NOT going our own ways.” you sigh, already tired from just brisk walking.

i’m so unfit for this.

after walking around the facility for a couple of minutes, you stumble upon a staircase.

“okayyy, now that we’re somewhere else, let’s go up now, shall we?” you hesitantly say as you look at your entourage. 

time to do it no balls then.

"woaahhh, cool." looking at the male child beside you, his eyes sparkling and wide.

you look at your surroundings, enamoured by the paintings splayed on the walls.

even in this old facility, the paintings still look good as new. i wanna steal one..

as you drag your two luggages, you see a room at the end of the hallway.

"i wanna go in there." nagi points at the door

"okay-"

"NO. WE ARE NOT GOING TO GO THERE." purple hair screams in your ear.

fuckin' bitch. god gave you vocal chords to talk. not fucking scream like a maniac.

"we're going in there. if you don't want to, we're leaving you alone out here." you say as you let go of their arms, starting to walk towards the room with nagi close behind you.

opening the door, you instinctively cover your nose as dust invades your nostrils. you step to the side, letting your boyfriend in. as he was about to close the door, a distant voice echoes towards you two.

"okay okay! i'll come with you! wait for me!"

you laugh at your brother, "you suggested this idea, don't be so scared now, little bro." you tease him as he grabs the door and holds it open.

"shut up." he catches up to the both of you, out of breath—assuming his position and grabbing your hand.

still not grown up, huh? you think, smiling as you ruffle his hair.

"just please don't let go of my hand AAAAAH WHAT THE FUCK" your brother screams in terror for whatever reason.

"why?! what's the problem?!" you panic, wincing as his grip on your hand tightens.

"guys i think i'm gonna fucking die i just felt something touch my neck I FELT SOMETHING TOUCH MY FUCKING NECK" he wails like a baby.

"oooo look y/nnnn, it's a sculpture." your boyfriend's voice slurs out from your left side.

"IM GONNA FUCKING CRY IM SO SCARED WHAT THE FUCK WAHT THE FUCK WHA TTH EFUCK"

what the hell we were just giggly and shit awhile ago what the fuck happened.

"y/n y/n look it's a sculpture." nagi calls to you once again, pointing at something in the distance.

what the fuck is happening.

"y/n, y/n!"

"IM GONNA DIE FUCK FUCK FUCK IM TOO YOUNG."

your head starts hurting because of reo's screaming as well as the dust floating around the room. you don't pay attention to it though—continuing to explore around the room.

"oooo look. there's another one."

"I CAN'T BELIEVE IM GONNA DIE BEFORE TWENTY SHIT FUCK FUCK"

you take a deep breath before speaking. "alright boys, one by one. i know i have two ears but one of you practically murdered my ear and i'm now only hearing from–"

what the fuck was that.

"WHAT THE FUCK WAS THAT DID THAT THING JUST MOVE" your purple-haired pest screams in your ear.

"this is like fnaf but better. reo, get the machine out. it's time to neutralize this thing." another white-haired pest speaks up, his voice confident and unwavering.

"YOU HAVE YOUR OWN, NAGI"

"i don't. i left it at the entrance. too heavy."

meanwhile, you're still frozen in your spot, going over what the fuck just happened.

did that actually happen or was i just being delusional...

as the two pests banter, you don't notice the two figures nagi pointed at awhile ago slowly inching towards you—still deep into your pondering and vulnerable.

it was only when their shadows were looming over you that you noticed them. feeling chills travel up your spine. you look up, seeing two pairs of beady eyes—bodies ragged and cracks on their surface.

holy fucking shit. are those fucking weeping angels..?

"guys.." you whispered to your two companions.

"NAGI DIDN'T I TELL YOU TO WEAR IT AT ALL TIMES?!"

"too much of a hassle :x"

"guys..." you told them—a little louder this time.

"I EVEN TOLD THEM TO MAKE IT LIGHTER FOR YOU"

"that's nice thanks."

"GUYS"

damn i sounded like a bitch.

but now's not the time to criticize yourself.

"WHAT?!" pest #1 answers you at the same wavelength.

you ignore his tone—the situation too grave to even care about respect and all that shit.

"we may have a slight problem." you shakily raise your finger to point at the two looming bodies.

"oh.."

"oh"

"yeah oh."

as your three continue to stare at the figures, one of them suddenly smiles. it fucking smiled what the fuck.

what in the fucking voodoo roblox minecraft doctor who witchcraft is this.

"guys...i think...it's time...to GET THE FUCK OUT AND RUN BECAUSE WHAT THE FUCK WE ARE GONNA DIE." you shout as your grip on their arms tighten, running from the figures.

as the three of you reach the door, you look behind to see the two unmoving figures. yet their distance from the three of you were significantly closer.

why did they stop moving... is this the live adaptation of the mimic or a remake of doctor who because what the fuck.

"the door won't open." the voice on your right says in a slight panic. nagi start kicking the door open but to no avail, it doesn't open.

"WHAT?!" this time, it's your turn to scream as you try to open the door.

the door's locked. since when the fuck did it lock. and it's no ordinary door too.. who builds a metal door anyway?!

"holy fucking shit." your brother looks at you nervously, little tears in his eyes.

*krsh krsh*

"wait reo, sei. look at the figures. and don't stop looking at them until i say so!" you instruct them.

we're probably gonna die because of this but if my memory serves me right , and they're actually weeping angels, looking at the statues makes them stop moving. these bitches are turning me into a roblox kid what the hell. wait. but they're from doctor who too. so what does that make me?

you shake your head, stopping yourself from going off into dreamland.

"wait but–"

"they only move when we don't look at them. but if we do, they stop moving." you hurriedly explain, searching your pockets for a bobby pin.

dear god i love roblox so much please don't kill me i haven't finished the mimic yet.

"how'd you know that-"

"i'll explain later, just look at them. now!"

as you fish out a bobby pin, you try to unlock the door. and as expected, the sculptures stop moving. still, it doesn't make them any less scary.

okay, calm down, i can take my time with this. please mr doctor who and whoever the fuck made the mimic. be on my side...

you steady your hand, attempting to unlock the door once again.

"y/n... they're moving." you hear your boyfriend mutter.

what? what did he say? WHAT THE FUCK DID HE JUST SAY??!?

"no no no why are they moving? they aren't supposed to be moving. your eyes must be playing tricks on you sei." you try to convince yourself—heart rate increasing as you almost drop the hair pin.

"fuck no y/n they're actually moving.." purple hair says as he clutches your arm tighter.

holy shit. roblox is a liar. 

your hand starts to tremble more as the two continue to watch and tell you about the horror they're currently witnessing.

*click, click, click*

"HOLY FUCKING SHIT THEY'RE SO CLOSE TO US IS THAT LOCK DONE YET IM GONNA CRY" the screaming ensues once again, but at this point, you don't even care as you would too, only if you weren't busy with the damned lock.

fuck you too, doctor who.

"i'm almost fucking done wait two more clicks."

*click*

fucking faster please one more!

"y/n they're about a foot away from us." a calm, yet panicked voice speaks up.

"just one more fucking click-"

*click*

"OH MY GOD OKAY LETS GO IM DONE" you shout, slamming the door open and rushing out with the duo.

"FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCKFUCKFUCKFUCK WHY ARE THEY SO FAST"

you look behind as you see the two figures slowly, yet steadily catching up to you.

fuck i'm so fucking tired already.

the three of you reach the top of the staircase, hurriedly going down it with you almost tripping on the last step. luckily, someone saves you from face planting on the cemented floor and hoisting you on his shoulder.

you look back to your carrier to see familiar white hair.

damn i fucking love this man so much.

"C'MON NAGI WE'RE ALMOST THERE DON'T STOP RUNNING" your brother screams once more. relief washes over you as the gate enters your vision.

as the three of you near the gate, you try to take a picture of the sculptures.

i'm probably gonna get cursed doing this but fuck it.

snapping a couple of pictures, you fail to notice your favourite ceramic on the ground, now smashed with red smears all over it.

and the polaroid of the three of you, all muddy and ruined.

"holy fucking shit. that was the worst experience of my life, 0 out of 10 never doing that ever again." reo pants out, hands on his knees.

"it was fun though, not gonna lie." nagi says breathless, wiping his sweat with his sleeve as he slowly walks towards the car.

you're on the ground, lying down with an arm on your eyes.

"holy fucking shit. why did we do this again?" you breathe out heavily.

you're not sure why you're tired—you barely did any running.

"water?"

you uncover your eyes to see your boyfriend looking down at you with a small smile.

"thanks" you sit up, grabbing it and chugging half the bottle in just one drink.

you throw the bottle over to your brother, "drink up."

he looks at you with a tired smile on his face, before walking towards you, slowly and wobbly, then sitting beside you.

chugging the water, he breathes out heavily as he finishes the bottle. he looks at the two of you with a dopey smile,

"so...are we like, the ghost busters now?"

"you wish."

"also, how did you know they wouldn't move when we looked at the statues." nagi also sits beside you, his own bottle in his hand.

"roblox and doc who." you answer him with a sigh.

"seriously?" sweet potato questions.

"roblox is life, bruv. plus. doctor who was literally our childhood you doofus. i'm surprised you didn't know what the sculptures were." you say as you hit reo's head.  

except for the fact we almost died because of it. well. fiction is very different from reality. 

"shut the fuck up."

as you share laughs beneath the moonlight, you fail to notice an ashy figure watching the three of you in the distance—red smears and shards of glass decorating its body.

oh and would you look at that.

it has the polaroid of you three in its hand. 

[phanyu]

idk if this makes sense. randomly thinking about how in the gaming room/office, the actual nicely decorated and curated side of the wall is the one above the computers/cameras that dnp would theoretically spend the most time looking at vs the filming background side which is mostly an afterthought bc when they designed this room they never even intended to come back like that the decor was just for them they were just gonna work in this room with their stupid little joint mouse pad for realsies forever together

[bigger-picture-darwinism]

my cd collection (and wishlist)

tumblr seems to be the place to share this, plus maybe i’ll have more in common with my mutuals than i thought :3

current collection (alphabetical by artist):

collective soul - collective soul

around the fur - deftones

diamond eyes - deftones

saturday night wrist - deftones

white pony - deftones

greatest hits - journey

more than you think you are - matchbox twenty

yourself or someone like you - matchbox twenty

ok computer - radiohead (burned)

jar - superheaven (burned)

the lonely position of neutral - trust company

garden state soundtrack - various artists

wishlist (alphabetical by artist):

jar of flies - alice in chains

and everybody else smiled back - bears in trees

just five more minutes - bears in trees

enema of the state - blink-182

take off your pants and jacket - blink-182

untitled - blink-182

use your fingers - bloodhound gang

melophobia - cage the elephant

parachutes - coldplay

greatest hits - the cure

title of record - filter

how to save a life - the fray

turn on the bright lights - interpol

good news for people who love bad news - modest mouse

we were dead before the ship even sank - modest mouse

stadium arcadium - red hot chili peppers

she wants revenge - she wants revenge

death of a party girl - tv girl

french exit - tv girl

who really cares - tv girl

scott pilgrim vs the world soundtrack - various artists

*top priorities

anyways i’ll maybe probably update this if i remember, but yeah! i really wanna find a cool shelf for all my cds too, something from goodwill or facebook marketplace or something

[yumicantdraw]

Hopefully this works but uhhh I made the cursor used in PL as a computer cursor

I can't figure out how to show screenshots with my cursor but I'm talking about this thing Hopefully the links work I haven't tested if it's downloadable ^^; [I tested it out and it is in fact downloadable! :D] (Note: Sadly, I don't know if it works on other computers and the cursor is mainly optimal on windows) (Other Note: The precision and text cursor isn't aligned properly because I couldn't figure out how so it'll take a while to get used to)

Here's the animated version! (Flipped the closed eye sprite)

and the static version! (In case of lag)

The instructions will be below!

After downloading the file(s) You gotta click extract all and unzip the file first before using it (Via right clicking the file and finding the button "extract all") After extracting your desired files, You have access to the strangely named cursors!

Moving onto adding the files as a cursor go to your computer settings and look for "themes and related things"

it'll then bring you to this screen!

Click on "Mouse cursor" and it'll open up mouse properties

Swap the cursor to None and click the "Browse..." button

Find the cursor file you want in the download section (Or wherever the file is) and input the image/animation you want as the cursor

Repeat this until you change every cursor sprite (Other Other Note: Customise which sprite you want to use for specific times to your liking! it's not like I can hold you hostage to put the closed eye sprite as the busy cursor-)

After filling up all the sprites, click "Save As..." and name your cursor!

(Other Other Other Note: If you want the cursor to be more visible/be in the same size as the game's cursor constantly, make it a size two or so. just know that it'll cause the cursor to double in size when you're actually playing the game [I'm referring to Perfect Love])

Enjoy this dumb project that took me longer to figure out how to export vs how long it took me to make

[bestanimatedmovie]

Revenge of the Underrated

50. The Secret of NIMH vs Summer Wars

Vote in the other polls!

Propaganda:

The Secret of NIMH

little garden creatures discover government conspiracies plus a cute little mouse family

This was a dark children’s film made just before the Disney renaissance before the market was over saturated with brightly colored, cheerful, and sanitized children’s fairy tales. The film is based off a book although I do not recall the books title. Unlike most films aimed at children, the protagonist is NOT a child or teenager but instead a single mother of 4. Mrs. Brisbey is a widow field mouse who lives in a cement block in a farm field, winter has just ended and soon the farmer will start blowing his fields. All the field creatures must move. But Mrs. Brisbey’s son, Jonathan, has pneumonia and cannot leave his bed or else he will DIE. Mrs. Brisbey goes on a quest to find a way to save her sick child and the rest of her family. She visits a owl, and OWLS EAT MICE! She is terrified! But she does it anyway because her maternal love for her children is stronger than her fear. The owl tells her to visit the rat colony that live in the farmer’s garden. The rats escaped from the National Institute of Mental Health (NIMH), and their leader agrees to help her. But the rats have their own internal politics going on and the leader who wanted to help Mrs. Brisbey is assassinated. The usurper who takes power abandons Mrs. Brisbey and her family and the children almost die!! But before he died, the original leader of the rays gave Mrs. Brisbey a gift, a magic red stone and her maternal love for her children activates the magic and allows her to move her house and save her family.

Forgive me if this did make it into the last bracket, I couldn't believe that it didn't, but what I looked through I couldn't see it. This is a freaking masterpiece. It's also clever, very scary, great character acting, and absolutely visually fantastic.

Don Bluth's greatest movie. Dark, heart-warming, terrifying, has a female protagonist who's allowed to be scared but fights for her children anyway, and Flying Dreams is one of the best songs I've ever heard.

Summer Wars

It’s like that one part of the Digimon Movie with the spider computer virus only it’s the whole thing and it’s actually good. Also furries.

Summer Wars has peak family vacation in the summer chaos vibes it's hilarious and wonderful

[jumpywhumpywriter]

Sadistic Hero vs Terrified Robbers

Warnings: sadistic hero playing cat and mouse with robbers, toying with victims, intentional injury (dealt to criminals), humiliation

This event takes place many years after Shadow's alliance with Thomas, when they have finally started getting along better and working together to stop criminals on the streets. Random side-story unrelated to and not included in my main trilogy.

"They're heading Northbound on foot, looks like they're making a dash for that old storage warehouse on 54th. If you cut through Maple street you can cut them off before they get there." Thomas was typing madly at his desk, fingers becoming a blur as he searched maps for the best routes and tracked the two target's locations, while monitoring Shadow's alignment against their coordinates, to tell her the fastest route.

"They just took a right turn on 55th down the alley! Now's your chance to get them!" He practically shouted into the comms, feeling a rush of excitement run up his spine. This was more entertaining than video games, the news, or anything else he could have imagined. He'd always wondered what it would be like to work behind the scenes and man the comms for a vigilante just like they always did in the movies... but he never thought he'd actually get to do that.

And yet here he was, doing illegal vigilante stuff... with a Falkry, of all things. It certainly made things more interesting to have a legendary creature on your side to help stop crime. Almost half of the criminals fainted on sight in shock after seeing Shadow in the flesh. And Thomas couldn't blame them; she was terrifying.

Today's catch would be two armed thieves that had just finished robbing a small family-owned business, and were on the run. They were obviously inexperienced, as they had robbed the store at knifepoint instead of gunpoint, and had chosen to flee on foot instead of in a car, two critical oversights that they were probably already regretting deeply.

It was solidly night, and Shadow blended well amidst the darkness in her black leather suit. Her ghostly white wings were the only thing that could give her away.

"Ah, I've got eyes on." Shadow's voice came crackling through Thomas's computer.

"Go get 'em Shadow!" Lucas was standing behind Thomas watching scenes unfold from the sideline, and mostly enjoyed the excited energy that filled the air whenever Shadow was on a mission.

"I'm going, okay?! I don't need a cheerleader," she snapped back. She glided near-soundlessly down around the back of a building at one end of the alley the criminals would soon be coming through, and positioned herself right behind the corner.

Game time, she thought, preparing herself for action. She didn't have to wait long before the sound of fast footsteps and hard breathing reached her sensitive ears.

"Do you think they're following us!?" A labored voice panted.

"No, I think we lost 'em," a second answered.

Heh heh. Idiots. They have no idea what they're in for, Shadow thought smugly. Their night’s about to get a whole lot crazier. She waited until the two men had almost reached the end of the alley before she stepped around the corner to face them. Both of them came to comically screeching halts, wearing identical expressions of astonishment and shock at the sight of the Falkry.

"Good evening, humans. Have any plans for tonight, besides robbing more stores?" Shadow purred smoothly, smirking.

"What is--" the first man started, then cut himself off. He was wearing a black backpack that Shadow assumed held the treasure they had stolen. The man quickly regained his composure and dropped the backpack on the ground, pulling out two sizable knives and brandishing them threateningly in warning at her, even though his hands were trembling. His partner did the same.

"I-I don't know what kind of monster you are, but if you try anything, I promise you'll regret it!" The first man said. Shadow found it amusing how hard he was trying to appear confident and capable, but she could hear the nervous edge to his voice, along with his racing heartbeat, which gave him away.

"How about this: I'll give you some free wisdom and lessons of life that might help you in the future before I take you both down. That is, if you even have a future after going to prison." She chuckled coldly, and started counting on her fingers. "Firstly, don't make promises you can't keep. Secondly, don't make threats unless you are able to make good on them. Thirdly, don't threaten the dangerous predator who can kill you in a heartbeat. And fourthly, don't bring a knife to a ninja fight. Oh, and almost forgot the last one: Never antagonize me. It always ends very badly. For you. Any questions?"

The second man unexpectedly rushed at her with a shout and his knife raised high; perhaps a side effect of his small brain and sheer stupidity, combined with the effect of the adrenaline flooding his veins, Shadow figured.

What an idiot... She sighed and shook her head in amusement before gracefully dodging to the side and casually tripping him with a foot as he barreled past, sending him sprawling on the hard asphalt.

The first man was apparently equally stupid, as he tried to use his partner's move as a distraction, so that he could attack Shadow from behind. Both of them must have obviously failed school to have such a low IQ.

I don't understand their specific kind of stupid, but I do admire their total commitment to it, Shadow thought, ducking the first man's attack while the second scrambled back to his feet.

Two on one. I like those odds.

"I think you missed the life lesson about 'not' antagonizing me," she chuckled. She was toying with them like a cat playing lazily with a mouse. It wasn't often that she came across criminals willing to take a stab at defeating her. Most of them either fainted on sight, or flight instinct kicked in and they ran away. But in the rare case like this one where her enemy decided to fight back, she saw it as a perfect opportunity to test out her own skills as a warrior. It was good practice, to keep her skills sharp.

Shadow's hands instinctively twitched toward the two daggers nestled in their sheaths at her hip, but she decided against it.

I'm not trying to kill them. I just need to incapacitate them. Which shouldn't be hard, considering that these humans have ant-sized brains. It'll make this fight more interesting if they have weapons and I don't anyway.

The two thieves ran at her from opposite sides, and Shadow snapped her wings out, striking both of them hard in the face, enough to leave a nasty bruise and send them staggering backward in a daze.

"Had enough yet?" Shadow taunted mockingly. The second man was definitely out of the fight, leaning against the alley wall and wiping blood from his nose, which was either fractured or broken from the force of the blow Shadow's wing had delivered.

The second man, on the other hand, decided to make one last half-hearted attack, stumbling clumsily toward her and waving his only remaining knife weakly in the air.

Oops... I think I hit that one a little too hard. Shadow was pretty sure she'd given him a concussion, judging from how he was having a hard time walking in a straight line and was looking a bit disoriented. She sometimes 'accidently' forgot that she had the strength of a Falkry, whereas these were just humans. Regular ol' humans.

Shadow sighed boredly, effortlessly catching the man's wrist in her hand as he took a swipe at her. She squeezed hard; not hard enough to do any serious damage, but just enough to make it hurt, so that he dropped the knife uselessly to the ground.

"I think I've had enough of this now," she muttered under her breath. Then she grabbed the man by the collar of his shirt and slammed him into the alley wall, lifting him up so his feet dangled off the ground. The man's eyes widened in terror at how the tables had flipped, and the fear was plain on his face.

Shadow grinned darkly, tilting her head from side to side, pretending to contemplate choices. "Hmm... to kill, or not to kill. That is the question." She barely managed to bite back her laughter as she watched the man's face instantly pale.

I'm having way too much fun with this.

She would have enjoyed toying with him a little longer, but she was beginning to worry that he might have a literal heart attack because of how fast his heart was beating. So instead she knocked him out with a sharp jab to the head, before carefully lowering him to the ground. Then she turned her attention to the other thief, who was trying to stumble away. With a single beat of her wings, she closed the distance between them and delivered a solid blow to the back of his head. With both criminals unconscious, she walked unhurried over to the backpack and unzipped it to find several stacks of cash.

"Not a bad haul," she said to herself. Getting an idea, she used her unnatural strength to rip the straps off the backpack, and used them to tie both of the thieves' hands together. Then she used a couple more straps and tied one of the mens' feet to his partner in crime, then stepped back to check her work.

This will be rather interesting when they wake up, she thought in amusement. They wouldn't be able to run away since they were tied to each other, and she could only imagine how hilarious it would be to see them sprawling all over the place in an attempt to escape before the police arrived to arrest them.

I call it... 'art!' She chuckled to herself. She could already hear sirens coming in the distance, and so she melted back into the darkness of the night and disappeared without a trace. She imagined the police would be fairly confused to find the two thieves already taken out, and tethered to each other in such a strange way.

I basically did their job for them.

Masterlist #1 - all my main whump stories

Masterlist #2 - all stories specifically involving Shadow and Thomas

@scoundrelwithboba @lumpofsand @isikedmyself878 @iamheretohurt @fleur-a-whump

@ay5ksal @otterfrost @sausages-things @togzy

@whump-till-ya-jump @cravesunconditionallove @whumpwritinglover222

[luciddreamingstuff]

And That's Just A Theory--

So I was rewatching the most recent episode of Animator vs Animation and it got me thinking. There are two ways this could go, depending on the villain's motivations.

Spoiler alert for Animator Vs Animation VI Ep. 2

So depending on Victim's motivations, this could go one of two ways. For one, if it is purely revenge, I recommend Alan stay away from any VR headsets. But if it turns out Victim has figured out how to zap things in and out of the computer, then it doesn't matter. And why do I imply such a thing? I mean if AvM has anything to say about it, reversing the technology that got King Orange's brother zapped, then it could be possible. Now the VR thing? On the one hand dude would get SAO'ed. But on the other hand, and same thing if he gets zapped into the computer or Victim gets zapped out, he can finally hug the kids!

But on the other hand, and this is where I do my evil laugh and grin, Victim just wants to be as powerful as TCO and SC. And the only way he knows how is through Alan. And the implications of how he can achieve that is he threatens the color gang fam! I mean come on, all five are his kids. Which is truly evil yes, and why Victim would have a sudden interest in SC.

Either way, I don't think he just wants the mouse pointer itself. It doesn't do much, but it represents Alan. Now why doesn't he just go right to Alan since he's right there? Because I think it has to do with the fact that Victim doesn't know Alan's IP address. Why else would he go through all the trouble of trying to get TCO to talk about Alan and where he might be? Because if it's just to get out of this landscape, the internet, DL already figured that out. So I think there's more to it.

Anyways, here's my random rambling and I probably missed certain details completely. Feel free to tell me so!

[pinkprettycure]

Also I'm like doubting the legitimacy of that story bc it reads very Reddit Storytime and OP says it was a 100% virtual session, but also knew exactly how that child was struggling to use the mouse

it couldn't have been a facetime because OP needed to be walked through a description of what kind of computer the kid was using (because the kid was just too stupid to know a desktop vs laptop and needed to describe the computer for them)

So like... did you see the kid do that? or did they actually tell you they moved the mouse in a different location and that it just didn't work. and they said this without any embarassment. zero pauses.

[underacalicosky]

Writing Patterns (Tag Game)

Rules: list the first line of your last 10 (posted) fics and see if there’s a pattern!

(My edit: Or however many you want, or WIPs, or first sentences of chapters! 😁)

Thanks for the tag @dark--whisperings and @lilredghost! ❤️ Ooh this seems fun! (All my fics are Obikin!)

His fingers fumble around on the wall until he finds the switch and the room fills with light. (Stars From Our Eyes)

Anakin stared out at the purplish blue horizon, dark like a bruise, his eyes following the black outline of distant mountains. (Warmth Against His Heart, Sugar on His Tongue)

“Ohh.” (Sustainable Practices)

Anakin lifts his foot to take a step to his left, but the thick arm of the man crowding him against the bar tenses up, preventing him from moving away. (Anywhere Else is Hollow)

Obi-Wan dips his brush into the water bowl and swishes it around before he blots it off on the folded paper towel. (Lonely Rivers Flow)

Anakin saluted some clones as he hurriedly walked passed them. (Scruffed - Anakin vs The Cat)

There was only so long that Obi-Wan could stand to see Anakin sitting on his bed with his shoulders slumped and a dejected pout on his face. (Lather, Rinse, Repeat)

The first time he sees them, it’s three days after Anakin arrives at the Temple. (The Gray Ghost)

“I’m sorry, Mr. Kenobi, Aayla is out sick today,” Ahsoka says, tucking a hairdryer under her arm and setting down a round brush on the desk to frantically click the computer mouse. (In Good Hands)

Obi-Wan shuffled closer to the conveyor belt and shifted his backpack. (The Next Model)

Not surprising that half of my first sentences started with either Anakin or Obi-Wan! I definitely lean toward using simple sentence structures in my rough drafts just to get my thoughts onto paper and plan to change some of them into more complex sentences during the editing process. This was an interesting exercise and now I’m going to be paying more attention to the first sentences in my fics 😂

No pressure tags: @grapenehifics @piecesofeden11 @kingdomvel @wibzenadarksiderwithasoftheart and anyone else who wants to play because I’ve lost track of who’s been tagged!

[several-ravens]

@jo1sstuff i'm going to reply to this in its own post so i can find it and add to it later more easily if i need to

also it's under the cut because it's a demonstation that's long af

tldr: technology

so here is the line of thinking that got me to this conclusion:

1) episode 65 presents something totally different from any other category we've met so far, and that is analog horror (so found footage, creepy videos, possessed digital devices, and the likes). usually it is about something that's old, or older than the person who uses it (just like tessa winters in 2017 who finds the (alleged) program made by sergei yshanka in the 1980's)

and analog horror has been a very important part of the 'new age' of horror as technology and the internet grew. there are some very famous things like the movies the ring and blair witch project, or mickey mouse whistling, or the scp foundation, or the new doom mod, or creepy pasta, you get the idea

my personal comment: it's very meta to have an episode on analog horror which is literally an ancestor and relative to tma itself, and i LOVE this

2) tessa winters makes a loooong monologue about the differences between analog and digital and draws our attention to jon's tape recorder

which reminded me of the very first episode where he explains why he records some statements on tape: "I plan to digitise the files as much as possible and record audio versions, though some will have to be on tape recorder, as my attempts to get them on my laptop have met with… significant audio distortions." (unofficial transcripts)

3) in episode 62, gertrude says: "Who does the book come from?" and mary keay responds: "The End, of course." (unofficial transcripts)

notice how she said 'who' and not 'where'. so my guess is the categories are not only there to classify the different types of fears but also have an 'entity' or a 'god' attached to it

my personal comment: i like the idea that they are similar to the great old ones from lovecraft, who also plays a very fundamental part in today's horror

4) i'm then reminded of american gods by neil gaiman (<3), where the gods of the old worships have a war with the new ones (technology, media, etc.)

which brings us back to our point no.2 (analog vs. digital), and the fact that apparently the only things that won't go into jonathan's computer are the statements that fit into the categories, so that are associated with our 'old gods' (the end, and the 13 others)

"why wouldn't they go digital?" you might ask. well, because they are at war with digital and the new technologies (or something of that kind). here i quote the unofficial transcripts from mag47: jonathan says: "You make it sound like there’s a… war." to which delirium michael responds with: "[heh] Then I will say nothing further. I wouldn’t wish to tarnish your ignorance prematurely."

5) the fear of our future being taken over by technology is a very real thing (detroit become human comes to my mind rn, also fallout somehow (even though it's more about capitalism but technology is still important, i.e. nuclear weapons), also the current discourses with ai, etc.)

so its just a draft for now, but my guess is something along the lines of 'technology' or like 'progress'

P.S. (i know editing a post after it has been posted is bad but honetly idc): you (jo1sstuff) said something about the 15th corridor not being there at the time of episode 35, which confirms this theory about 'technology' being a new, emergent deity

[koduflower2000]

"It's time to think outside the box 🤔🧐"

Hi! I'm Kevin, but you can also call me Kodu, if you prefer. I'm the actual guy from Twitter (X).

Pronouns: He/Him/They/Them (any of these is fine)

Age: 19 years

Nationality: Sri Lankan

Timezone: Indian Standard Time (IST) (GMT+5:30)

A straight guy who supports the LGBTQ+ community (more specifically, I'm a straight cisgender ally)

A silly child at heart

Open talker (yes, you can be friends with me if you want)

Draws art just by using a mouse.

Speed variation of me drawing is frequent (sometimes I draw faster, other times I draw slowly)

I'm currently learning Russian BTW. Я не знаю что я делаю. 😔

Also I'm learning Spanish, and a little bit of German and French for entertainment. I hope to learn Ukrainian, Arabic and Danish any time soon.

I do music (it's actually one of my favorite things to do)

I do programming sometimes (I haven't uploaded a single cool project in here at all, as I remember) (another one of my favorites to do)

I mostly don't swear, except when I feel intense emotions. (if you're comfortable with reading my posts with swear words, go ahead. I won't judge)

I reblog a lot, so if you really wanna see what I've been working on, here are some tags in which you can look around.

#koduflower2000 art - art by me

#koduflower2000 projects - will be a tag in which i present my art and music projects.

#koduflower2000 talks - mostly something i wanna say

#koduflower2000 answers - a tag in which i answer to tumblr asks in my ask box

Interests

BFDI:TPOT (Battle For Dream Island: The Power Of Two)

BFB (Battle for BFDI)

BFDI (Battle For Dream Island)

III (Inanimate Insanity Invitational)

AvA (Animation vs Animator) series

AvM (Animation vs Minecraft) series

Bluey series from ABC Australia

Chickn Nuggit (i'm sorry i didn't tell you earlier)

Minecraft

Saw and Gaty (totally okay with those ships actually)

Airy and Popcorn from HFJONE (totally okay with those ships as well)

Fanfictions (started writing one btw)

Rhythm Games

Gaming

Computers

Linux

Information and Communication Technology

Language and Culture Learning

Science

Technology

Sports

DNI list:

Basic (you already know it)

Ableists

Anti-semitic people

Racists

Homophobic people (basically homophobes)

Pedophiles (basically MAPs)

Sexists

Xenophobic people (including islamophobes)

Transphobic people (basically transphobes)

TERFs (Trans-Exclusionary Radical Feminists, in other words, transphobic people who spread their gender opinions which are considered to be uncomfortable to trans people)

Advanced

Extreme NSFW accounts (a.k.a. the accounts with >=90% of the posts which are NSFW)

Pro-Israel people (I support Palestine, and no one can stop me)

People neutral with Palestine and the Palestinian people (Palestinian people are the best and they're considered innocent. Period.)

Zionists (If you try to interact with my account, I would like to fight you and block you.)

Proshippers (problematic ships, not professional ships)

Comshippers

People who spread misinformation against me

On thin ice

People who harass me or any of my moots.

People who think they're superior than everyone for no reason. (the only reason why i put it there is because i want people to talk with me instead of harassing me, because i already had a lot of traumatic experiences on twitter)

Blog Landmarks

tee hee moot rose! ^ ^

me too (a tribute to all my previous moots who have been disappeared from the internet)

kinda the reason why i don't interact in here as much as i wanna

the most important thing in tumblr that hits you hard like a high speed train

elements of the intro are subject to changes which occur periodically

[rumbelleshowdown]

Could you provide an example of the voting submission, I feel a little lost?

Of course! When you click on VOTING: ROUND ONE at the top of the Showdown blog (you have to be on a computer), you'll see this:

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VOTING: ROUND ONE

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Anonymous votes or asks – in any form – will not be counted.

ALL VOTES ARE FINAL. YOU CANNOT CHANGE YOUR MIND.

ALL VOTES ARE PRIVATE. We will not share the numbers; only the winners.

If you’re confused about how to vote/have questions, ASK.

VOTING CLOSES: Sunday, May 12th at 11:59 am, Eastern time. ——————————————————- VOTING FORM FOR ROUND ONE

Group A

apple jacks vs. Ruklon Runarys

Group B

LikeASparkIntheDark vs. pomegranate seed

Group C

Avalanumbres vs. Muenster Maven

Group D

Veethree vs. Danger Mouse

Group E

sourcherryjam vs. William Bat

Group F

shopgirl vs. Adam Gold

Choose the one author you eliminated that you would most like to see advance to Round Two. Type answer here: ——————————————————- I acknowledge that once I submit this ballot, I cannot change my mind, and that all votes are final.https://www.tumblr.com/submit_form/rumbelleshowdown.tumblr.com

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When you see this line: VOTING FORM FOR ROUND ONE, that's where the actual ballot starts. You're going to copy the form, starting from that line, and paste it into the submission box just below. The submission box didn't copy for the purposes of this demonstration, but it's there. Then, for each bracket you will delete the name of the author you are NOT voting for. So after you're done deleting, there should be one name left for each bracket. That should be the name of the author that you think should advance to Round Two.

New this year, there's this line:

Choose the one author you eliminated that you would most like to see advance to Round Two. Type answer here:

This is where you get to "save" one additional author, and send them on to Round Two as well. For this part, you have to type in your answer.

You have to be logged in for this, b/c anon submissions are not allowed. Be sure to copy and paste the entire form, including the acknowledgment that all votes are final.

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