#(Its almost five years old 💀)

[toony-nutcase]

LOG 5/5/2025: Definitely gonna update their refs later this year, as well as documenting my progress with the story so far

I wouldn't expect much posts due to my workload I have to focus as my priority (Indie cartoons, n such)

[lmaowhatt]

it takes time - five

summary: actress y/n I/n has recently skyrocketed into stardom after her breakout film 'castaways' alongside sarah cameron, kevin hart, chris evans and chris hemsworth. weeks after the movies premiere, she drops her debut single, further cementing her place in the spotlight. as millions of people around the world begin to notice and idolize her, struggling with her own demons, she catches the attention of rafe cameron, among others. however, not everything goes as smooth as they both would've hoped. and they soon figure out.. it takes time.

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hellraisermovie

liked by youruser, rafecameron, jbr and 827k others

hellraisermovie out now! thank you to everyone who contributed on this project including our amazing directors @/davidbruckner and @/jbr. and a big thank you to the amazing actors who brought our vision to life.

youruser YAY!

rafecameron im so hot.

➯ user hes so self aware

➯ user some would call it cocky

brandonflynn BOW BOW BOW

user they fadiddled?!?!

➯ user using common sense isnt a thing apparently

user SOMEBODY SEDATE ME

adamfaison WHOO.

user shes so 😍😍😍

➯ user RIGHT? like fuck rafe shes so 🤤

msjamieclayton thanks for this opportunity!

user that entire scene had me like 😧🫣🫨

➯ user real

rafecameron

liked by youruser, sarahcam and 1.0 million others

rafecameron hellraiser out now!

sarahcam ur so gross ew.

➯ rafecameron puhlease im obviously the better sibling🙄

➯ jbr i beg to differ

user seriously somebody sedate me

user i js know its rough

jbr why are you always bald

➯ rafecameron thats it, where are my clippers

popeh you're getting it tn

➯ cleopatty im right here.

➯ rafecameron so?

user raw, next question.

user guys.. i fear that 'i love you' maybe didnt sound scripted

➯ user she had a line after.. it was scripted 💀

user body so tea, both of them

➯ user seriously unfair 😔

user some ppl need to be put down😧

youruser

liked by rafecameron, sarahcam, jjmay and 928k others

youruser hellraiser, out now! hope you guys enjoy!

sarahcam YES HAWT MAMA marry me

➯ jbr i object.

➯ youruser overruled.

jjmay WOOHOO.

*liked by creator*

user dont sedate me just put me down.

kiekie yo.. forget my man i want YOU

➯ jjmay something tells me he would not approve nor be ok with this.. a hunch

➯ user hmm...

jbr love you!

cleopatty someone check my vitals

user the rafe likes are getting too frequent and i fw it.

popeh no cs this ate i fear.

➯ youruser you fear it ate? im appalled.

➯ popeh you can spell appalled? IM appalled.

your phone

almost two weeks into the new year and you were already navigating through the bustling airport in los angeles. you'd just returned from a brief trip to england, and while part of you was relieved to be back in your city, surrounded by your friends and the familiar chaos, another part of you couldn’t shake the feeling of wanting to stay longer. you had initially planned for an extra week stay after your audition, but life had a way of pulling you back. dressed in a matching grey tracksuit with the hoodie pulled low over your head, you gripped your phone, pressing it to your ear as it rang, waiting for jj to pick up.

"you here yet?" the mans voice was heard from the other side of the phone. you nodded, fumbling around with something in your bag before you answered. "yeah, landed about a half hour ago," you spoke, weaving through the small crowds of people as you tried to venture toward the airport entrance. "im almost there just hang tight, a'ight?" you hummed, muttering a quiet goodbye before hanging up the phone.

you continued to weave through the tight airport crowds, muttering small apologies when you bumped your shoulder or elbow into someone else. as you rounded a corner into a different hall, you harshly bumped into a younger girl who looked to be around sixteen years old. "oh my- honey im so sorry. are you okay?" you quickly muttered out as you held her hand to pull her back up. however, she didnt seem phased in the slightest, her eyes widening once she realized who you were.

"holy shit. y- youre y/n, right?" she stumbled on her words, smiling even brighter as you nodded your head with a sheepish chuckle. "uhm, sorry. c-can i get a picture, please?" she asked you nervously, constantly glancing between you and her phone as she fumbled around with it. "yeah sure," you smiled, watching as she excitedly passed her phone to her mom who was stood a few feet away, mumbling something about taking a picture.

after taking around three to four pictures, you turned to her again. "you sure you okay?" with concern etched on your face, a small smile still managed to make its way onto your face as you watched her nod profusely. "y-yeah. im okay. uhm, thank you." she smiled at your before muttering a quick goodbye, ruhshing away to grab her phone back from her moms grip.

you smiled to yourself, gathering your things once more as you felt your phone vibrate from its place on your backpack. "yeah?" you pressed the phone up to your ear, supporting it with your shoulder as you continued your walk towards the entrance. "im here," jj called through the phone, "lucky for you, its too busy i think you can just come out normally." you let out a small sigh, nodding gratefully. "ill be right out," you stated before hanging up.

jjmay

liked by youruser, kiekie and 1.1 million others

jjmay mi vida

jbr im offended. the only pic im in and its blurred.

➯ jjmay blame @/youruser photography skills

➯ popeh im his fav. i look hot in mine

user HELLO?? hardlaunch???

➯ jjmay oops?

youruser jj?? inspirational?? like i didnt send you that pic?

kiekie would just like to say jj was no help in winning the pool game!

user everyone SHUT UP. jj posted! and he hardlaunched?? im done!

cleopatty boy knows two words in spanish and ran with it

sarahcam the shirley temples.. i wonder who made them..

➯ jjmay girl–

➯ youruser this one has a lil sass to it

➯ kiekie lets keep it

➯ jjmay im sorry, IT?

➯ jbr you get used to it, unfortunately.

user i love their friendship

user chat did anyone peep rage..

➯ user real like.. i didnt think they were close with him

➯ user rafe is literallly sarah's brother??

your phone

taglist: @xoxo-ada

psa: anyone else who wants to be added to the taglist, let me know!

a/n: so sorry for the very vey late upload but i slacked off 😔 its ok tho!!

[heylittleriotact]

First Line/First Page: Fuck It, We Ball Edition ™️

@emmg tagged me and shared a nightmare inducing portion of whatever fresh hell she’s working on that features an absolutely fucking TERRIFYING take on EmmLich, so you can mark me down as scared and horny.

I’m tagging @xxnashiraxx, @allofthebarks, and @preciouslittlebhaalbae

This is the first page of my smutty imagining of Emmrich and Rook’s dinner date in the Necropolis - you’ll have to stay tuned for the smut though, I’m afraid - it’s a bit further down the WIP💀

🩷💀🩷

Neve was right - I should have worn the old shoes…

She shifted her thigh upward slightly and pressed the ball of her foot into the ground, freeing her right heel from stiff new leather and hiding her grimace of relief behind the rim of her wine glass as she wriggled her somewhat crushed toes now that they weren’t crammed together, fighting for space in the narrow toe box.

There were a perfectly good pair of well broken in heels sitting in her wardrobe back at the Lighthouse that would have been more than acceptable to wear to dinner with Emmrich, but no, she had to go to Dock Town earlier in the day with Neve who had all but insisted she buy herself something nice for the occasion.

‘Not saying you don’t know how to clean up - I know you Watchers are a well put together bunch, but I don’t know… maybe you’ll have a nicer evening if you’re not sitting across from Emmrich wearing the same clothes you wear to make funeral arrangements with people?’

‘I’m almost certain he’ll be sitting across from me wearing the same clothes he wears to make funeral arrangements with people,’ Amina had pointed out, and Neve laughed.

‘How sure are you about that? I’d put my money on him showing up in the most formal, four-piece ensemble he owns if it helps his chances of getting you into bed tonight.’

She had a point - not about sex. She knew perfectly well that months of burning tension shrouded under a polite mantle of academic professionalism had become increasingly difficult to ignore now that they were… well - now that they were… together. That particular shoe was going to have to drop sooner rather than later, unless… She wrinkled her nose at the very thought: unless he was the sort to take a courtship so seriously that abstinence from intimate activities was expected until she shared his last name…

No… surely not. Not judging by the way his hands wandered and his lips eagerly roamed her throat when he kissed her against the Lovers’ Grave.

All well and good, but she didn’t want to overdress for the occasion - how embarrassing would that be? How obnoxious?

Her face reddened at the imagined awkwardness of waiting for Emmrich at the eluvian, dressed in a floor-skimming evening gown and gloves, her mass of sleek black hair time-consumingly plaited and pinned up to emphasize the small amount of grave gold that she did own, retrieved from its dusty velvet lined box for the first time in years because she hasn’t had occasion - nor the desire to actually wear any of it - unlike her gentlemanly new companion who clanged and clattered around everywhere he went like a sentient drawer of silverware.

He’d inevitably appear, descending the stairs from the library wearing what he wore every day - that well-loved waistcoat, a crisp clean shirt, and his favoured combed Druffalo wool trousers. He’d look as handsome as always, and not at all underdressed for a romantic dinner in the Necropolis, and his eyes would widen at the spectacle of her dressed like she was off for cocktails with the King of Ferelden. The corners of his mouth would twitch and he’d clear his throat in an attempt to stifle his laughter.

At her.

At how entirely stupid she looked.

‘It’s dinner - not a wedding proposal, Neve.’

‘If you say so, but if there’s a cummerbund involved, you owe me five gold.’

‘He wears a cummerbund every day,’ she sighed, turning and pulling open the door to one of the many clothing boutiques populating the market district.

[ch0k3herwithaseaview]

@jegulus-microfic | march 5 glow | words: 666

this one went from muggle au angst to hogwarts au angst to anniversary surprise to engagement to this. it was meant for yesterday’s prompt but i changed it so many times it was almost today when i finished so here we are i guess. i write for fun, but I treated this one as a PhD thesis 💀 anyways i hope you’ll like it love ya

“I told you it would be easier to go through the nudist beach, it’s empty at this time” Regulus huffed exasperated when his foot slipped off a huge stone for the tenth time in last two minutes. Honestly, what was James thinking? Climbing these rocks was dangerous in a daytime, but doing it at 2 in the morning was just a suicide mission.

“Oh, come on, it’s so close now. Just hold tight” the older boy said over his shoulder, smiling at Regulus as brightly as the Sun. He thought he was smart, but every time James smiled like that his critical thinking disappeared, so he just carried on like every time before.

The plan was to go stargazing at the beach, but there were too many street lights to see anything except the Moon. That’s why James decided to go to their secret little alcove at the bottom of the hill they were camping at. The small piece of land was visible only from behind the barriers on the expressway, so not many tourists knew about it and Regulus could bet that not even all the locals were aware of its existence. To get there you had to either go a bit up the hill and climb the rocks (like they did) or go through the nudist beach (like any sane person would do).

The destination was just a few steps down from them when Regulus’ hands gave up and he fell. It wasn’t a long fall, but landing on wet sand still hurt like a bitch.

“Reg!” he heard James’ terrified voice. Not even three seconds later the other boy was kneeling next to him, checking if he was alive.

"If you ever decide to do something that stupid again, I will literally kill you," Regulus growled, pushing himself up on his elbows. He was a bit sore, but he could move, so everything’s fine. Looking up and around Regulus thought the journey and fall were worth it, not that he would ever admit it out loud.

James had already taken wine and fruit out of his backpack when Regulus opened his to spread a blanket on the ground. They lay on it, looking up at the endless sky painted with stars.

“There’s Vega, over there Deneb and right above us is Altair, they make this thing called ‘Summer Triangle’” Regulus pointed at the stars, snuggling a bit closer to James. The older boy had his arm wrapped around Reg’s waist, the other up in the air, looking like he was trying to reach the sparkly dots above them.

"Where are you tonight?" James asked quietly, rubbing Regulus' side gently. He turned and looked at the young Spaniard. In a soft glow of the Moon, James looked more beautiful than ever, almost angelic and Regulus loved what he saw. He moved a little in James' embrace to place a featherlight kiss on his cheek.

“Way too close to you to be seen” he whispered in his ear in response. The other boy whipped his head dramatically, looking into Regulus’ eyes with a mix of frustration and agitation.

“Are we still talking about stars? Or are you feeling, like, small next to me, or overlooked, or-“ Regulus put his hand on James’ lips, shaking his head ‘no’ and chuckling. It seemed to calm him a bit, because he continued with “Oh, in that case, how outrageous of me! I’m sorry love, but I’ll have to move a bit, you must be seen at all times!” They were both giggling now, the wine only adding to it.

They stayed there for a while, talking, laughing and snogging as the night went by. The sky started to change its colour when they decided to pack up their things and go back to the trailer.

“Oh, oh, look!” James yelled excitedly, like a five-year-old. “That’s me, the big one over there!” and Regulus couldn’t help but laugh when he turned to see the Sun rising over the sea.

the place in question (Calella, Spain)

[kittygamer2888]

[Long text post warning]

Guys.. there's something I need to confess..

*Ahem*

If you guys ever thought that my Sonic and Sonic.exe phase are bad.. just know, that..

My Minecraft phase was even WORSE as a kid.

NO- FR- I used to play the game so much on my mom's old computer, I accidentally got blown up by my first mob, which was a Creeper (because I genuinely thought it was harmless), I even got 2 Minecraft plushies (I think.?) And a Minecraft poster of a cat chasing a creeper. I used to have 2 posters, but one of them just didn't wanna stick on the wall, so my mom had to put it away because the corner were already ripped a bit. I even used to have this big Minecraft torch that I would put on my wall as a nightlight (but it eventually faded in light and had to be put away as well)-- hell, I even have a Minecraft bed sheet as well as 2 pillow covers for my 2 pillows (because I had a little Among us phase and now have a blanket, 2 plushies, and a pillow cover relating to that game- BUT WE DONT TALK ABOUT THAT ^^"). And if you think that isn't enough, I have 2 little figures of Alex and this... Blaze (I think thats what it was..? Idk), both of them in minecarts stored inside of the little pokeballs I have on the desk close to the mirror. I think I might have a few Minecraft related stuff hidden away, but I'm too lazy to think about them since I just woke up and started writing this-- but yea....

I even used to have the Minecraft Story Mode games, and even Minecraft on the Xbox because WHY NOT?! :]

Though.. I didn't play Minecraft on the Xbox as much since I was so used to the PC version, so it was a bit hard to control it.

Not only that, but the fact I used to hear fanmade Minecraft parody songs of popular songs at the time.... I used to hear so many parodies of my favorite songs, even the infamous "Don't Mine at Night" song 😭

I used to hear it so much that, now when I hear those said popular songs on the radio I always play when I'm asleep, I start to remember the lyrics of those Minecraft parody songs more than the actual songs playing on the radio WHICH- MIND YOU- ITS STILL MY FAVORITE RADIO STATION TO THIS DAY DESPITE THE OBVIOUS SUGGESTIVE SONGS💀😭

But they bring back old classics sometimes and even some good new songs, so its all good👍 (and hey, maybe even a bit of Disney songs at rare times, or maybe some songs that I've heard in animation memes- those are always fun to stumble into when listening to the same radio station for years, now.)

But uhmm.................

Yea-

But I guess I can't say my Minecraft phase wasn't too bad, per se...? Because I did the same with My Little Pony, The Powerpuff Girls, Pokemon, Five Nights at Freddy's(that phase was.... hell, actually. I couldn't stop talking about the game to my parents- and because of the movie that came out a long time ago but is still recent- it boosted the little fnaf phase that i had left hanging by a thread due to my Sonic phase taking over, i got to buy fnaf merch as well--), Bendy and The Ink Machine(it was a bit minor, but it definitely did a very good impact to my phase with FNAF), Cuphead(again, i watched gameplay and started hearing cuphead fan songs over and over, and i even have both Cuphead games that i never finished- i think i used to have a comic dub phase where i would watch so many cuphead dubs as well as FNAF and Baldi's Basics), Just Shapes and Beats (again- i just watched so much gameplay, I even had an animation meme phase that lasted up to 2022, and played the Story Mode many times as well as making my parents play the multi-player mode with me :])-- Fandroid, and then there was a bit of Osu one day, then I went from Nightcore to hearing Vocaloid, and then FNF (which was just watching the gameplays of almost all of the fnf mods I knew as well as hearing some of the fnf mod songs over and over, which i still do! It's just... filled with demon hedgehogs that have a little word next to them called "EXE", so uhm... YEA-), and not only that, but fnf mods were actually the ones that introduced me to the Fleetway comics and even started my Sonic.exe phase (which I still have.......-) and then I eventually watched gameplay of the Sonic.exe fan games, too.)

So, uhm...

Me having a Sonic phase isn't exactly new...

But I'm back to buying merch. And when I say that, I mean like.. I got at least 3 T-shirts of this blue gumball son of a gun, 2 Shadow plushes, 3 Sonic plushes, a rectangle package that has at least 4 or 3 official Sonic art as frames to put on the wall (but I never did because the nails that I see in my room are kinda running out, so it's just sitting there on the floor, using the wall as support to keep it up), a little Sonic school pouch to put in my school stuff, some Sonic stickers--

I think it's obvious that you can find a little bit of everything in my room.

So uh.....

Yah....

That's uhm... that's all--

[nfumbewalk]

Busy Critter! 💀

Three aspects of Santa Muerte, taken some time ago.

I'm a busy critter today. And I found out wonderful news! The steelhead fishies are coming back! The Native Americans told folks long ago to bust up a dam that was killing the steelhead population and they finally listened!! Yay! 😊 I love fish and hate ppl who mess with them. Still wanna be a fish doctor. Lol! Well, seriously, I would totally be an Ichthyologist and yes, I knew how to spell it. Geek! I'm a Chinook salmon lover. 💖 Yes, I eat them. Its the cycle of life.

Anyway, writing stuff today. I'm coming up with my own card set for divination. Very very simple. A kid could draw the images for me cos I cannot. The meanings are soooo easy. I've come up with 32 cards, well, there's numbers 1-10, then 22 picture cards. Reminds me of Lenormand cards but I'm trying not to mimic them. When ready, I'll get the blank cards from Amazon.

I don't know where the idea came from, but come to think of it, I was thinking of Rodolfo and he fluttered in recognition. So I think he inspired me. Especially because there's two "Muerto" cards. His presence has been really strong lately. He says this is the time of year that he had his accident. When he was In the military - he mangled his right hand. Guess it was bad enough to get discharged because he couldn't work his job. He says he nearly lost two fingers. I haven't seen his hand yet. Scared to! I'm not weak, I just hate to think or see that he got hurt. My empathy goes nutters.

Today i saw a real good edge of *white* freaking hair on my head! I wasn't quite ready for that. Who is? 😅 Gen X getting old! Though my husband has an almost white beard and tendrils of white in his dirty blonde hair. All MY fault!! Lol! He's five years my senior but fuck, I know that dealing with my shit aged him. Funny thing is that it took my dad forever to go grey and even at the time of his death, he still had a lot of black hair and under his beard??!!

He barely aged!! He looked like a much younger man, not a 74 year old. I really was floored. My family ages pretty good but we don't live that long. Its my dad's side, I think the Native American genes, because they age quite well. Ojibwe or Cree, not sure, but I lean toward Ojibwe more. Some ppl say I look Native, but I don't know. When i part my hair and put two braids in, yeah, I do. But I thought I heard Grandpa Ben say we were Cree. I'd love to know, but my family doesn't talk. We just don't. Its the generational gap.

Anyway, its just funny how all of this stuff I'm doing is coming together and I don't need a soul to teach me anything or initiate me! Ha! I think this is what my old Tata Antonio was alluding to years ago. He did tell me that I didn't need anyone. That I already had it in me. And he came to me recently and said he was really proud of what I was doing with Muerteria. Hmm. Yep, its all making sense now. Think I've been in the dark for a bit! 😂 Antonio said that I didn't need initiation. OMG. I'm so dumb.

I have been torturing myself for years. Don't need any of it! I don't need to ever wear white again!!! Yes! Woot! I'll only put it on my head for cleansings, that's it! I love white, just not clothing. 😆 i exclusively use white candles. Lol.

Sooo...I'm working on my Etsy shop. Not plugging it. I'm not even putting a link. Trying to figure out what sells. I put up a special Muerteria tarot reading. Hope it gets views. I updated all of my ads. I'm really just charging the most for the rituals because they are expensive to do and maintain for a month, some are shorter.

My Mama Chola Wealth ritual is the most money because I have to go to the river weekly and float an offering upstream. Plus her other offering is not appealing, and I also have to go outdoors for it and leave it by a tree. Palo "deities" or rather mpungo, like their offerings in nature. I remember going to the Siuslaw Nat'l Forest and leaving a steak for Zarabanda. That was definitely received! Even my husband Tom could feel it. It was like Zarabanda "shook" the land, almost felt like an earthquake.

I'm just trying to offer things that ppl are going to be interested in and can benefit from. I'm not into offering outlandish shit for a thousand dollars and then give no physical item? What's up with that? WTF is a chi ball anyway???!! That sounds New Age and fake. Ppl "give" those "chi balls" out a lot. How fucking dumb. I would want a real tactile item. I've done just digital rituals and I felt terrible. I'm no longer doing those. Readings, yes. Rituals, no. There are TONS of frauds on Etsy. Its Snake Oil version 2024! Utter fakes on Etsy - the lot of them. If someone says they can spiritually cleanse you without being WITH you - fraud! Run away!

Sorry but I'm old school. Before the internet. I learned magic from paper. Something called a book. The internet is full of trash information. Learn discernment before attempting to learn online. It doesn't hurt to read a book. Try a book more than 30 years old. Most of my good books are more than 50-60 years old. Old info? Not really because modern books just steal from my favorite old books! 😂 And flagrantly, without citing their sources.

There is a great book with tons of information. Its not horribly rare. Amazon can hook you up. "A Treasury of Witchcraft," by Harry Wedeck. Fun book if you really know what you are doing. Really useless if you don't. Hardcovers are spendy. My hardcover was under $10. This book is my go to for old effective spells.

You will find with old books that they are not politically correct, not inclusive and not sensitive to a lot of our issues of today. If that bothers you, avoid all books before 1980. Not saying that the 80's were good. But there were vast improvements. I know. Because. I've. Read. A LOT. Of books. 😉 I can give horrid examples of insensitive language that ppl used to use. But I just don't care myself. I care for others though, and that counts.

To end this old wind bags post? No beer until after noon o'clock. My mom's rule. Grandma popped her cap off at 10 AM. 😂 Sad but true.

M.M. 💖💀💖

[hislittleraincloud]

Placed five 'finished' scenes (I had to clean up my Google Dicks files...so many stray scenes 🫠) in the final for 7/2 and it's about 20K words 💀. But there are nine scenes (I plan on placing the 6th today). If I stick to this average word count for the rest, the damn thing will be ~40K. And I don't think I want that 😭. That's fucking huge.

So what I'm thinking is that the end of this one might seem 'rushed'...maybe as rushed as the original. But we will see, since there are still a few scenes left to write. I'm holed up and away from everything so I can do so (the catsitting isn't as bad as last time, even though this shit might be for longer...this woman said she'll be there through Christmas (her poor cat!)...😡).

I found myself in need of an extra scene though to keep the narrative within my own story flowing. (A segue between scenes, especially since the N/C timeline is so murky.) It's perf since I wanted to write about the other character again before the end of this.

My dog def had a seizure and is still recovering from it, so that is another layer of my attention stripped away from this, so y'all gonna have to excuse its choppiness if there is any. My babies come first, always, whether it's the almost two-and-a-half-year-old (still can't believe she's that old, I got her at 8 weeks and a day 😭) or the 17-year-olds.

I think I definitely need to offer an accompanying map to where all of my story fits into N/Canon...mainly because I need a map for 7 and 8. The action and time constraints were not thought out well.

I'm not sure if I'll have this out by Christmas but miracles sometimes happen. 🫠🎄🥛🍪🎅🏼

[navree]

https://www.tumblr.com/navree/727281176414420992/what-do-u-think-about-zeglar-and-how-she-talks?source=share

Gotta agree with a lot of ur points. So many male actors out there that they didnt read/watch the source material of the character their playing and get no shit but the moment a female actress say that all hell breaks loose.

From what I have seen it seems like the problem most people have with her is how she spoke negatively about og snow white and its plot and themes and characters. And there was that whole thing with the drawfs (im not going into that rabbit hole).

Personally the girl seems nice. Its easy to see that shes new to the scene. And she seems to ramble (?) say things without thinking them through ( ppl call her a pr nightmare 💀) (apparently this has happened before). But overall she seems nice and lovely.

The only thing that i found a bit eye raising was her saying her costar on film who plays the prince can just be cut out of the movie which was a bit ??? Though i can tell she didn't mean this badly or negatively (atleast i hope).

The thing that's so baffling to me is we've had people actively hating the source material of the movie/TV show they're adapting and most everyone was fine with it. Robert Pattinson (my beloved) spent nearly his entire time in the Twilight franchise actively hating everything his character did and every plotpoint in the books and the movies, and nobody batted an eye. But now Rachel said something about this movie nobody's even seen yet and isn't even done filming and it's World War 3? What?

The thing to me is that, OK, she said something that was perceived as disparaging to the original movie. So? Maybe she said that the plot wasn't that interesting or that the characters are flat or the themes basic to nonexistent, beyond the fact that she wouldn't be wrong to say any of that because it's all true (no shade if you like that movie, but it is a bit basic compared to even other classic Disney movies like Cinderella or Sleeping Beauty, and it makes sense that it's flat because, again, it was the first of the Disney animated movies that would solidify its brand), but genuinely: who cares? Literally who cares if a Disney movie of almost a hundred years old is being lightly disparaged for two minutes? Why are you (not you anon, but the collective you, the royal we type of you) so upset about it? Is your identity so desperately and intrinsically tied into the concept of 1937's Snow White and the Seven Dwarves as created by the Walt Disney company that the lightest critique is tantamount to a personal attack?

Listen, I get having strong feelings about favorite movies, even favorite Disney movies. My favorite movie of all time is most likely The Lion King, I find it a practically perfect film and beyond my enjoyment, it is something that's fundamentally tied into my relationship with my father in a way only he and I share, I get having an emotional connection to these kinds of movies even as an adult. But if y'all are pitching a hissy fit because Rachel might be pulling an RPatz, that's for you to sort out with a responsible adult, or in therapy, not go and be gross on Twitter for no reason.

Also again, this movie has not come out yet, it's not even finished filming, we can't be doing discourse about something literally only partially completed, it's like complaining you know a cake is gonna taste bad because you put it in the oven five minutes ago and it still looks like mostly batter.

[spiritshaydra]

TFP MUSIC INSPIRED PAINTING PROJECT (Wowie!!)

Hey gamers, remember this and this art piece from a while back? (the latter of which just turned a year old)

WELL.

I had the idea of hosting a duo of polls to select the next music inspired illustration as a fun little project! The first being to select the song itself, and the second to select the character who will be the focus. (Unfortunately, the character selection is somewhat limited; I’ve only included designs I already know how to draw, as trying to learn how to draw and PAINT a character I’ve never drawn before will be a lot more challenging.) These will be fully rendered full body illustrations like the two up above.

The goal of this project is to try creating something that captures the sort of “vibe” of the music it’s based on, while attempting to also utilize the album artwork (or music video) as an art style influence. (Examples provided down below!) I’ve selected five different songs as choices for this, each of which being pretty different from the last. In varying degrees. Fair warning before I get into what the songs are! They… might not be the most conventional options? And they might also not fit all of the character choices well, like some will fit certain songs better than others in my opinion.

Anyways, let’s begin!

Down below, I’ve made info cards for each song containing information such as: Album artwork, name, artist, genres, what sort of feel I get from the music (which could be subjective), some lyrics I particularly like either from just what they say or what that part of the song sounds like. Sometimes both! Each of which also has an example of what the piece might look like in the form of this lopsided Soundwave sketch I used as a base. He’s not an option in the character poll because homeboy was literally the subject matter of THREE of the five music pieces I’ve done- with those three being the only rendered ones. 💀 So he’s just gonna chill here as a set of art examples.

Annnnnd it looks like it got compressed as I type this. ANYWAYS.

The general rules I’ll be going off of while working on these are basically as follows:

Color scheme must be similar in some way to the base song’s album art or music video.

Art style should have at least a few influences from the aforementioned references.

The piece should have a similar “feel” to its source material.

The song should at least make s o m e sense for the character who will be drawn for it. At LEAST a section of lyrics.

THE SONGS:

JDNT- GLASS ANIMALS

NEW DAWN FADES- JOY DIVISION

PINK LEMONADE- CLOSURE IN MOSCOW

BLOOD HANDS- ROYAL BLOOD

PROBLEMS- MOTHER MOTHER

And now… the character choices.

God help us all.

This may be a kinda… bizarre project idea, but it’s supposed to be a fun experiment sort of deal! I hope y’all think this sounds somewhat interesting! ^^’

I almost added a sixth song, but I had already been working on those slides for seven hours at that point and I was too excited about sharing it 💀

[novemberdrift]

'𝙤𝙪𝙩 𝙤𝙛 𝙨𝙩𝙖𝙩𝙚' 𝙧𝙮𝙖𝙣 𝙡𝙪𝙘𝙖𝙣 𝙭 𝙢𝙖𝙡𝙚 𝙊𝘾 | chapter i

𝙨𝙪𝙢𝙢𝙖𝙧𝙮: ex-drummer of a band, ronan finds himself not knowing where to go, but when his aunt eleanor lethe invites him to haven springs, he says fuck it, and moves into the lethe flowers shop. he's excited yet scared for his fresh start as a trans guy in a small town. 𝙬𝙤𝙧𝙙𝙨: 1.5k 𝙖/𝙣:keep watching lis true colours playthroughs and getting myself attached to ryan. i'm using this to dig myself out of a writing grave💀 had a very popular tumblr fanfic account almost two years ago.. i'm welcoming myself back woo! enjoy this because theres no ryan fics.

he watched the scenery go by, trying to fight the boredom, as his eyes almost shut. the trees, the mountains, the wildlife.. it wasn’t doing it for him anymore. after more than forty hours, it stops being as beautiful and intriguing as it once was.

the only thing actually distracting him from his lack of enthusiasm was his music. he did slight movements side to side. god he loved music, even moreso loved the violent femmes.

���when i’m out walkin’, i strut my stuff man im so strung out’

‘i’m high as a kite, i just might stop to check you out’ instantly, he was infront of a crowd again, his air drumsticks became real ones and the crowd was cheering, bouncing up and down to the sound of his band. everyone seemed to be on a buzz, just enjoying themselves.

he missed that feeling, he missed performing with his band, but.. theres no way he could go back, especially with what happened his ex, aka the bassist.

he shook his head, and took his headphones off. ‘no reason to think about the past, when we’re constantly in the future’ he thought, continuing to look out the window.

he hoped in anticipation that he would arrive to his destination soon. the bus felt oddly cramped, even though there was only himself on it. maybe three stops ago the last people got off. young hipsters who reeked of marijuana.

suddenly, ronan was pulled out of his thoughts when the breaks of the bus were slammed, and his glasses were launched off his eyes. ‘jesus’ he thought, scrambling to pick them back up.

“sorry kid! these breaks are so unstable, got stuck at the last minute.”

“its uh, okay?” he replied, finally realizing where he was. it was a two day, six bus journey, but finally ronan arrived in haven springs. and thank fuck for that.

he grabbed his luggage, and began rolling it off the bus, sending a smile and wave to the bus driver. "have a good one!"

"you too! enjoy the small town culture." he said, before closing the doors and moving forward.

"wow.. a frest start." he hummed, looking forward to seeing his aunt eleanor, probably his only family member that wasn't deceased or estranged. he was lucky to have her as such a supportive person in his life.

she supported him when he came out as trans, then gay, when he dropped out of law school and focused on music instead, when he moved away from his biological mother and when he needed a place to stay. It was like this woman was his guardian angel.

now, he just needed to find where she was. She offered him one of the spare offices in the flower shop.

he started walking forwards, and his jaw dropped in awe, shocked at the beautiful stone bridge infront of him. It was decorated with beautiful flowers and vines.

it looks so different but the vibe is the same, he can remember being about five years old here, visiting his aunt for the weekend. he got to see the spring festival, play with some of the other kids here, he vaguely remembers a few people from here. crazy to think the last time he was here was in 2001.

he strolls along, making sure to take in every building, every person who glances at him.

unexpectedly, an arm was around him. He turns, seeing someone unfamiliar. "hi? do i know you?"

"no you do not." a girl with red glasses chuckles kindly. "but i know you! ronan, right? awesome to meet you."

"nice to meet you too.. random person." his eyes narrowed.

"oh my god, sorry!" she laughs. "i'm alex!"

"alex what are you-" another voice chims in. "oh, sick."

"anyways, i'm alex chen, this is steph, welcome to haven springs!"

"thanks." he rubbed the back of his neck, feeling so uncomfortable at the sudden social presence. alex grabbed onto stephs hand, and they took a step back together.

"sorry, we just don't get new people often. i understand how it feels to be bombarded with welcomes, i was the new person before you i guess." alex took a deep breath, thinking about her first day here, and everything that happened.

"eleanor posted about you arriving today, so don't be shocked if more people come up to you, i'll try to calm them down a bit. in the meantime, do you want us to guide you to eleanor's shop?" she offered.

"oh uh, sure!"

the walk was fairly silent, and it was only making things more awkward. "so.. tell me about the other townspeople?" he suggested, with a shrug of his shoulder.

"well there's not too many people are age, other than ryan, and uh hector." steph begins to whisper. "he uh, really likes his dog chrissy, one time he lost her and started listening to breakup songs."

"hey, i'd be sad too if i lost my dog.. maybe not breakup song sad but still!" he snickered. "also, riley's off to college right?"

"yeah, she's going to be visiting this summer though." alex adds in.

"i remember ryan, he's 3 years older than me, i remember his dad making him play dragons with me."

"that reminds me, are you all caught up with everything that's happened in the past two years?" alex questions, curiously.

ronan grimaces. "yeah, hard to miss on the news, even from a different state. i was thinking about saying something earlier but i didn't want to take down the mood. i'm really sorry for everything that happened to you alex, but you're so strong and i can't believe everything you uncovered."

alex pauses in her step and looks at ronans aura. it was a light blue tint. she breaths in, and out, not knowing what to say. steph notices, and takes over.

"we're here!" she announces. "eleanor will be somewhere in there, when you're done getting used to the town, there's a welcome party down at the black lantern for you."

he glances to alex, mouthing an apology, before smiling. "okay, i'll see you guys there, then?"

"yes you will." steph confirmed, before her and alex left towards the record shop.

'time to see eleanor' he thought, nervously. the one person that has always supported him. what if she doesn't feel the same as she once did?

he pushes the door handle, causing the bell to ring. "RONAN!" she exclaims, running towards the boy. "oh how i've missed you." the older woman hugs him tight. "i'm sorry for everything that's happened."

ronan exhaled shakily, trying not to get too emotional on his first day. "it's okay, it's all in the past now." he reassured her, not wanting to upset eleanor more.

she breaks away from him and gives a warming smile. "i'm so happy you're here. i had ryan help furnish your room, since i'm not used to decorating."

"oh? thank you." he smiled. "how is he? still a nerd about nature?"

"oh honey, he's a park ranger now." eleanor says, making the two giggle. "very into birds."

"i expected nothing less from him." ronan shrugs, beginning to walk around the shop.

eleanor pauses for a moment, before smiling again. "but he's a very great guy ya'know, he's looking forward to seeing you again."

"oh geez.." he mumbled, rubbing his hands together anxiously. hearing that made him nervous. 'he's looking forward to seeing you again.'

ronan only started transitioning 5 years ago, and came out 4 years ago. ryans version of him is much different then how he is now. it would be like meeting a completely different person.

"don't worry about anything okay darling? i didn't tell anyone that you were transgender other than people who knew you before. all i said on myblock was that my nephew was moving here."

"thank you eleanor, it really means a lot." he smiled.

"oh oh, i'm sorry, let me help you with those." she rolled one of the suitcases towards the back. "follow me when you're ready!"

ronan looked around at all the flowers and plants. there was lilies, roses, sunflowers, orchids and so many more. it smelled like natural perfume. he's always loved flowers, fantasized about getting them one day. he huffed, and rolled his eyes at his own thoughts, and took off towards the back.

he passed one closed door before seeing an open door, most likely his. he took a step in and was in awe, it looked perfect for his stay. it almost reminded him of his teenage bedroom, but if it was in a cottage. "i remember some of the bands you were messaging me about, so i thought what else would be better to put on the walls then posters."

ronan reached over and hugged her once more. "this is too much, im so grateful to have you, thank you."

"it's no problem dear." she smiled brightly. "here, i'll leave you to settle in, i'll be working just down the hall in the office. if you finish unpacking before the welcome party, don't feel shy, go explore and make friends!"

"i'll try." he sighed, as eleanor shut the bedroom door.

he stood for a moment, trying to catch his breath. 'finally.. peace and quiet'

ronan began unpacking his bags. he had two rolling suitcases, a duffle bag, and a tote bag. it was a lot of luggage to carry around on six buses but it was necessary. he also had some other items coming in the mail, like his drum kit and guitar.

he started with the first suitcase, pulling out essential items like toothpaste, toothbrush, menstrual products, a variety of soaps, some candles. then it started getting into the little nicknacks. some being stuff he picked up on his travels, others just things that have memories attached to them.

after putting his toiletries in the bathroom, and the nicknacks on the blank shelves above his desk and bed, he started sorting through his clothing. he put piles of clothes into the closet, and a few extra things into the drawers under his bed.

to say ronan was exhausted, was an understatement. he just traveled through four states in roughly two days, met a bunch of people on his way, and in haven, and had to unpack as his first chore.

he took off his glasses before he collapsed onto the bed, the comforter a dark navy plaid, with black sheets. "can't believe i'm back here after all this time." he breathed.

now he just has to get through the rest of the day, and he'll be fine. right?

a/n: thank you for reading the first chapter of out of state, plenty more to come :) also i'd love to have anons if anyone would want to be an anon

[hungrydogs-if]

I could imagine a scenario were Aurora got separated from Angel then she bumped to MC and they would help her find her parent while not knowing the her parent is that infuriating hot cop that been hunting them

aggressively googling "how articulate are five year olds" because apparently i have never perceived a child. so in this universe aurora is either super smart, or i have to adjust the ages and timelines 💀 groan.

disclaimer: not exactly bumping here since aurora's personality wouldn't have her randomly wandering into someone (or wandering away from angel but let's think it an exception). a meeting nonetheless! also, very casual mc.

this ended up being 1,055 words long.

i'm sorry (no i'm not)

The child that wanders around can't be more than five years old. Bright orange ribbons bounce along with her hair when she stomps around, and you take a step back to let her pass. Ignoring the situation would be the easiest choice, but the girl comes to a stop right in front of you.

She has a pout on her face, and she's frowning. Around you, no one seems to be paying attention to her and you're left alone under her determined stare.

"I'm not buying anyth- " you begin, but get a index finger raised to your face.

"My mamá/papá lost me."

You blink, surprised by her tone. She crosses her arms and huffs as she looks around, looking for the missing parent.

"Mamá/Papá's job is to find things but I am still lost! Now I have to find instead. I want you to help me. You have to."

"I- uh..." Could you say no to a child? The answer is given for you when her tiny hand grabs yours and pulls you along. She yanks you towards the boardwalk that hugs the marina, her grip solid on the sleeve of your jacket.

"What's your name?" She asks, easing her power walk to a normal pace. "My name is Aurora. Like the lights! I want to see the lights one day." She babbles on but doesn't turn to look at you.

It's... Endearing, in its own way. Since you have no choice but to follow her on her adventure, you relent. What could a little girl do if she knew your name anyway?

"Y/N," you reply, wracking your brain to come up with something as cool as 'those lights'. She finally let's go of your sleeve and falls in step with you, lifting her head to glance at you.

"You don't look like a Y/N. Why does your jacket say Vee President? I saw the president on the tv, you're not the president."

"Right, what does your mom/dad look like?" You interrupt before her questioning continues. Subconsciously you brush over the patch on your chest, picking at the loose thread. She perks up, as if she had forgotten what this mission was all about. The jumps in front of you, stopping you in your tracks.

"Yes! Mamá/Papa has hair like me, but shorter. And, um, tall! But walks like," she imitates a slouch, drawing her shoulders down. It's almost an imitation of a zombie, "and, and, um..."

She deflates, suddenly looking a lot more like a lost child. She glares at your boots with an intense look of concentration.

"Do you remember any clothes? Like a jacket, or -"

"I want to dress bright but mamá/papá wears boring clothes. It makes her/him look tired. Mamá/papá always looks tired."

Well, you made her sad. Her small hands wring into the hem of the frog motif shirt and she looks on the verge of tears. You knees protest when you crouch in front of her, trying to look as reassuring as possible. She tries to throw you a glare but there's a shimmer of tears in her eyes.

"We're going to find your mom/dad, don't worry. Where was the last you saw them?" You try to keep your voice soft, but it's been a while since you consoled anyone but a twenty-something after a bad trip. She sniffles and turns to look at you, maybe to figure out if you're lying. Hazel eyes, huh. Maybe that helps you find the parental unit.

"Okay." She whispers, and you take her tiny hand in yours as you continue down the boardwalk.

Half an hour later, and the marina starts growing empty. Aurora has told you much about different frogs and how they're awesome, and in turn you've told her massively watered down versions of your own adventures.

"Mamá/papá always wears a necklace when she/he comes pick me up. I think it looks dumb." You chuckle at her grimace. She really has a lot of opinions.

"Why? Is it a boring color too?"

She nods briskly. "But there's a pretty part in the middle. Like gold, but the stupid text makes it look boring."

You shake your head as she continues with something unrelated, but there's a nagging feeling in the back of your brain. Gold on black, with text. You're just about to ask Aurora what the stupid text says when she rips her hand out of yours and takes off running. You take a few hasty steps to follow her, but her voice stops you.

"Mamá/Papá!" She crashes into waiting arms of a figure who quickly smothers her in hugs and speaks rapidly. You catch some endearments in Spanish before scolding follows. As you slowly meander closer, that feeling in the back of your brain growing more insistent.

Not close enough to hear what they're talking about, you shove your hands in your pockets and wait. You could just walk away, but the girl points in your direction with an outstretched arm and bright smile. That smile is not, however, shared by the parent. They look infuriated, completely still as their hazel eyes bore into yours. They really do look tired, Aurora wasn't wrong, but also frazzled and like they've been crying, hair sticking in off angles.

"Mamá/papá?" Aurora speaks, shaking the poor detective out of the trance. A small smile is offered to her, and wow, that's the first time you ever saw the dog catcher look anything but menacing.

As they straighten back up, gold glints from the badge resting on their chest. Straight from work if you were to guess, but they don't make a move towards you, and you don't move to change that. The look that you get is venomous, but conflicted. Duty battling gratitude, and a shake of their head let's you know you're free to go.

Aurora grips the hand of her parent, but turns to yell at you before she's too far.

"Thanks, Y/N! Remember what I told you about the froggies!"

You give her a wave, watching the detective flinch at her cheerful attitude towards you. To add to the insult you can't help but yell back. "Good luck with your toad army!"

She looks ecstatic. The detective pinches the bridge of their nose.

And you have a very interesting story to share with the crew tonight.

[gamerbearmira]

"Mama!" Dolores went racing for her mother first thing in the morning, long floppy ears flapping against her.

Bursting into her parents room she was glad her parents were wearing sleep clothes at least as she raced over to them.

"Dolores? What's wrong kit?" Pepa jerked awake at hearing her oldest call for her and Dolores paused at the sight of her mamas red furred ears.

"I'm a bunny girl." The eleven year old said bluntly and she saw how her papi jerked fully awake at that and looked alarmed. She wondered why.

Her mama however just blinked a few times then grabbed Dolores and pulled her into a cuddle on the bed, Dolores happily curling into her mama.

"Of course you'd get a bunny with those sharp ears you have baby girl. Look how beautiful they fit you." Pepa was cooking and one rough almost cat like tongue slipped out as she started to groom her daughters new ears as well as her hair.

Dolores saw her papa relax for some reason as he wrapped his arms around her and mama both. She wondered why he was so alarmed and panicked at hearing that she was a bunny girl. Maybe cause mama is a fox?

He opened his mouth to say something but Dolores knew he wouldn't get a chance. Not with the rapid pounding feet racing towards them.

Her mamas bedroom door slammed open.

"Mami! I've got a tail!" Her five year old brother yelled excitedly, thankfully her mama had heard him coming and covered Dolores's sensitive ears.

FELIX WAS PROBABLY SO LOST FOR A SECOND HAHA

Dolores came in and bro was like

AND THEN CAMILO CAME IN TOO

That must have surprised both of them cause its way too early for him 💀💀💀

[nfumbewalk]

Memories from Demon Times

Old photo of a Demonolatry altar. Above, on th wall, there is a baphomet.

All of a sudden, I feel like purging the memories of my old Demonolatry past. There is nothing sensational, but there's some things I've done that I'm not proud of. I'm also exposing my ex-teacher S. but it won't matter to her. I'm not "worthy" of her attention. I'm just a poor, lower class person, after all.

The Anti-Christ

So! My least favorite memory is when my friend and I, Wayne, traveled all the way from Central Oregon to Denver. By car. It was long and arduous. Wayne had some weird theories that he was speculating about, like him being the anti-Christ. He was just bullshitting, not being serious. I took nothing from it, no worry in me, not one - so I put the thought away.

Our visit went well, mostly. Wayne took advantage me and S.' skills on the Ouija board. Neither S. and I cared for the way he was treating the demons when we were talking to the demons. He got rude and forceful, so we ended the long session. He DID get baptized and initiated into the group, but no one would vouch for that now. S. was suspicious of something and took me aside. We talked and she suddenly said, "Does Wayne think he's the anti-Christ or something? " I told her nothing about this! We ended up designing a ritual for him to address real truths and keep him from falsity, with his patron, Lucifuge. Wayne got treated differently after S. revelation to me. How she knew was likely the demons telling her.

Anyway, after our trip, Wayne and I never spoke again. He was such a good friend. I knew him for about five years. <sigh>

Not all of my memories are bad! I have a lot of happy times!

Dedication

In the days before my baptism and initiation, holding rituals was so new to me and very exciting. My dedication ritual to Leviathan is a great memory! It was February 8, 2001. I just got my sigil tattoo. I copied the dedication ritual out of my hardcover "Modern Demonolatry" book into my grimiore. I had my ex-husband leave with our 11 month old son.

The ritual was awesome - I ended up speaking in rhyme. Leviathan's presence was strong and his power vast. I felt almost swallowed by the sea. I was partly frightened because of the depth of everything I was feeling and experiencing. But Leviathan's energy was serene and accepting. And yes, he has feminine attributes too. The ritual almost lasted 2 hours. Though according to my teacher, S, dedications should last 4-6 hours! Bullshit!! Lol! 😂 It was such a cool (literally, it was early February!) ritual that I've never forgotten.

Baptism & Initiation

I won't forget my baptism and initiation ritual. I got into a borrowed ritual robe. I still have a polaroid of me with my former sect on initiation day, June 9, 2001. I was blindfolded and tied. Then led into the circle area. The circle was cast with the enns and I was sprinkled with water, blessed and anointed with special utterances. That was the baptism part. The initiation part I cannot divulge for privacy reasons. The ritual was SO cool. I wish I could share the initiation, but each group does it differently and I still consider myself oath bound.

A Tradition (Short Memory)

There was a tradition the sect used to have, especially when I visited, that was fun! We used to go into Denver on Colfax and visit Isis Books! Its a great place but we sort of chided it for being so Wiccan. We made fun of Isis terribly, being as Satanic as we were, feeling superiority over others...but it was still great. A wonderful bonding experience.

That's some for now. I'll probably share rituals that I've done that were extra special.

Oh, don't think I miss Demonolatry! I do NOT! Just cool memories, that's all!

M.M. 💖💀💖