#BOOps—a retrospective

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Tumblr Tuesday (On Monday): BOOps—A Retrospective

BOOps! You love 'em. Halloween brought you some spooky cat paws, and you all had a great time chasing those most ephemeral of joys. With the spooky BOOp-a-thon now relegated to recent memory, here's a retrospective of some of the fanart you made along the way. A soft boop to you all, and may we all blog to boop again.

@iotaknow:

@vicrosearts:

@okcassin:

@rito-otir:

@needlepine:

@void-ink-studios:

@tenspontaneite:

@lexosaurus:

@pommigranite:

@humming-fly:

@codacontainmentbreach:

@allhailleila:

@astronautrobot:

@possumtion:

@micorriko:

@crazycatbunker:

@misspelled-magic:

@karkod:

@canvyy:

@soulswordlesbian:

@art-emis99:

@vulchak:

@blanq:

@drempen:

@krowfaced:

@violencerarelyknocks:

@snakesinsocks2005:

@foldmorepaper:

@serenity-black:

[stonerbang]

SUPER SONGS TIME!!! 💚 💙 💛 💜 ❤️

[sheepinawolfsfur]

When you're a writer who grew up in a predominantly white, middle class, able bodied, cishet environment, sometimes diversity in your work is an active choice. And that's okay. Go put your diversity fairy outfit on and boop your characters on the head with the diversity stick

[starkittnd93]

…..Okay in my defense I am also very dense and I didn’t want to assume

Whoops :’D 👉👈

@starkittnd93

Eh? Arrow-mantic? Parti time? Unfortunate?

I uh... thought you knew lmao. I kept replying to the "this is war" anon messages as well. Whoops

[dr-demi-bee]

2024 Writing Retrospect

Thanks for the tags @marlowethebard and @galeorderbride 🥰

What's been your biggest learning point this past year?

I think the thing I've really learned the most about this year is collaborative creative writing. Getting into narrative style role-playing has informed it a lot - I've definitely learned a lot about how to 'yes, and' and to get into a character's skin. Not only that, but this year I found a community of other writers! And now I'm learning how to be brave and share my work more, how to discuss content without fear of judgement, and to enjoy the process more.

And I think the number one thing I really learned this year has been that there are people that like my work! Genuinely! They like it! They like my characters and my style and- 🥹🥹

How has your writing developed this past year?

This year was a bit of a wild ride. While I got back into writing in general in late '22, started writing fanfic in late '23, and started *posting* fic in even later '23 - I feel like I didn't hit my stride until this year. And that's not to say I wasn't writing well before now - I just feel like I've really started to find my voice (again) and get out of the academic headspace and into the creative.

Good writing habits?

I do it? Haha!

I think, honestly, other than letting myself write what I want and just generally spending time writing - my best good writing habit this year has been allowing myself to be motivated by the enthusiasm of my friends.

Bad writing habits?

Word vomit. Sometimes my stream of consciousness writing is Too Much™️ and I spend way too much time in my own head trying to edit it into something 'perfect'. I'm exceptionally bad at killing darlings.

Favorite thing you wrote?

I know I haven't updated it recently (and I am this close to changing that, I swear) - but my favorite piece is my long fic. It's self-indulgent, but it feels so good to write. And I genuinely enjoy re-reading it every time someone comments on it

Service and Worship are not Love (e.g. the Primalweave story)

Favorite reads?

I've read so many exceptional things this year! It's so hard to pick! But here's a few that stand out:

to admit everything by meownotgood

Axioms of heavenly bodies; an intimate analysis of systems unknown and the pleasures contained therein by @12thhouse-sun

Deeply and Immovably So by @dutifullylazybread

if music by the food of love, play on series by @pouroverpaloma

literally any of the poetry written by @waterdeep-weavemoss

every brain chemistry altering galemance piece by @senualothbrok

Biggest win?

Finishing the October Blurbapalooza! How did I do that! Ah! That was a lot of fun. 🥰

(and secretly, giving myself permission to skip the last day felt really fucking good hehe)

Goals for the new year?

I'd love to finish my long fic. Or at least post a dozen of the WIPs I've got staring at me from the editing pile. (whoops)

What are you excited for in the new year?

To keep going. 🥰 To be in a space where I am comfortable, welcome, and loved - and where I am encouraged to be creative and can support others doing so!

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Open boops for anyone interested in doing this yourself. Thanks for a good 2024 lovelies 💙🥰 Here's to a safe and comfy 2025.

[if-only-angels-could-prevail]

I got sunscreen in my eye, which has happened before, it’s very unpleasant and a bit painful and my vision is blurry etc (but also whatever it’s fine I’ll be home soon and take a shower) but anyway I felt very self conscious around all these handsome men at the beach because I was squinting in pain the whole time but then walking down the sidewalk just now I remembered I’m holding my “I was the first to see BOOP: The Musical!” tote bag and I suddenly felt very powerful. I was actually the most impressive person at the beach, in retrospect. Everyone wanted to be friends with the person who was squinting and constantly rummaging through their BOOP! bag

[dizzzydancin]

Step On Me- A John Dory-centric Fanfic

Life isn't always easy having to care for your younger siblings; John Dory can attest to that.

(to be frank I never post on tumblr and never had a tumblr account before this, so i hope someone enjoys this :3 you can also read this on Ao3 if you prefer)

Are You Satisfied? - Chapter 1

Don't want to be a fool for you

Just another player in your game for two

You may hate me but it ain't no lie

Baby bye bye bye

A heavy hand reaches out from under the several blankets stacked upon one another, searching the nightstand for a yellow and pink, fuzzy, little bug that blares pop music at an ungodly loud volume at eight A.M. every morning. Once the hand feels his hand brush up against the fuzzy little bug, he boops its little nose, making it close its mouth and go quiet.

Yanking one of the blankets from over his face, John Dory (the oldest brother of five at age 25) rolls out of bed and slides his feet into the pink bunny slippers that he received as a joke gift for Christmas the year prior, but saw no reason to throw out perfectly good slippers, so he ultimately kept them.

With a loud yawn and a stretch that caused several pops to sound from his aching joints. Despite only being 25, John felt as if he woke up 80 years old today. Taking care of your younger siblings can do a number on you, believe it or not.

The pod is eerily quiet. It almost makes John feel uneasy; he's so used to the loud and chaotic nature of living with his siblings that the pod feels odd with his brothers all fast asleep in their rooms.

The pod itself wasn't very big in retrospect. Since he was the oldest, John got his own room. The next brothers in line, those being Bruce and Clay, shared a decently sized room just down the hall from John's room. Of course, the youngest two, Floyd and Branch, shared a room as well, but it was quite a bit smaller. It could probably pass off as a closet, and the two boys shared a bunk bed so that there would be no floor space at all.

It's not like John chose to live in such a place. The only reason he's still here is because it was his grandma's old pod before the incident. Though, back then his grandma didn't exactly know she was going to have to raise her daughter’s kids by herself.

That's all in the past though. Every adult figure John had ever looked up to in his life was gone now, and he had to strap in to take care of his siblings who were teenagers now.

Putting all those thoughts aside, JD makes his way into the pod’s kitchen to start throwing together breakfast for his brothers who need to be up by 8:30. They're on a strict schedule and John does his best to not break that schedule for the sake of Clay, who needs that structure in his life. It doesn't bother John most of the time, he just gets so tired of having to get up early in the morning.

With the clock constantly ticking away, JD finally starts getting to work making breakfast.

John pops two pieces of bread into the toaster at a time, and while that's toasting, he gets to work scrambling eggs. Breakfast doesn't take very long at all, it usually never does, and soon enough he's got a plate of warm scrambled eggs sitting on the counter, and a stack of toast on a napkin sitting right beside it.

He peers out from around the kitchen wall and shouts to his still-sleeping brothers.

“Munchkins, let's go! Come get it now or you'll miss it!”

Almost immediately he hears shuffling coming from inside the bedrooms, and as per usual, Clay is the first one to leave his shared room and come into the kitchen. The poor kid is rubbing their eyes and has some serious bedhead going on, but his hair usually looks like that.

“Morning, bro. Looks like you slept well!” John laughs, which earns a deadpan look from Clay.

“Sure, if I didn't have to listen to Bruce’s obnoxious snoring. I swear I saw the lamp shaking!” Clay huffs as he makes his way over to the counter to grab a plate and fill it up for breakfast.

John can't help but laugh some more at their complaining.

The next two to wake up were Bruce and Floyd if the yelling of, “damnit, Floyd!" and some banging on a door was anything to go by.

When John peaks around the corner, he sees Bruce hit the door one more time before groaning and dragging his feet into the kitchen.

“What's got your hair in a knot?" John teases, only to get a nasty look from Bruce. Man, those are popular today.

“Floyd ran into the bathroom before I could. He's going to be in there for like 20 minutes!" Bruce complains, only to get a, "No I'm not!” from Floyd behind the closed bathroom door.

Bruce rolls his eyes as he walks over to the cooler and grabs a jar full of strawberry jam for his toast.

The last one to pull themselves out of bed was Branch, who was wearing his boyfriend's hoodie and yawning so loud the neighbors could probably hear him. He walks straight past all of his brothers and straight to the scrambled eggs, where he helps himself to a sizable portion before taking a seat at the table and digging in.

“Well good morning to you too, sleepyhead.” John jokes, ruffling Branch’s hair which only earns him a sigh through the nose in response. Finally, one of his brothers doesn't give him sass so early in the morning!

While the rest of his brothers are making their plates and sitting down to eat, John manages to snag a piece of toast for himself and bites into it with a satisfying crunch. He usually lets his brothers get their tummies full before he eats anything at all, but most of the time he can get a little breakfast in for himself and not have to worry about leftovers.

Once everyone is sat at the table, besides Floyd, of course, JD slides in his chair and watches everyone enjoy their breakfast for a moment, feeling accomplished as their caretaker. That doesn't last long, however, because he needs to check in on everyone.

John clears his throat to get everyone's attention. “Alright, boys. What are the plans for today?"

As if on cue, Floyd walks into the kitchen in a white robe, a green face mask covering most of his face. It makes everyone stare, and Floyd throws his hands up in defense.

"I got hungry! This face mask is taking forever to dry.” He complains as he grabs two pieces of toast, slathering both of them in butter and peach jelly.

“You look like you're covered in slime." Branch comments.

“Yeah? At least I'll have glowing skin by the time I'm 40!" Floyd argues.

“Okay, okay! I asked a question, I'd appreciate it if everyone answered me." John interrupts.

"Sure, nosey.” Bruce scoffs, making Clay snort beside him.

“Ha ha, very funny." John laughs sarcastically, “I'm being serious though."

“Sounds stalkerish." Bruce rolls his eyes. “Just going out with some friends, that's all. Got invited to play Squish Ball, so I'll be out late.”

John takes note of that. Clay is the next to speak up.

"I'm going with Viva to the library. They just got a new shipment of classics and I wanna check them out.” Clay puts his plate in the sink, before heading off back to his room to get dressed.

“Don't stay out too late, and tell Viva I said hi!" John shouts back. “What about you, Branch? Going to see your boyfriend?" John teases, dragging out the ‘y’, only to get a piece of toast chucked at his head.

"Yeah, and what of it?” Branch sasses before standing up.

"Nothing!” JD laughs. "Stay safe, okay?”

Branch only rolls his eyes in response. That only leaves Floyd, who's quietly eating his toast behind the counter.

As an asshole older brother, John Dory walks over and pokes Floyd in the side as he walks past, starting to put what was left of breakfast on a plate for himself.

“Don't do that!" Floyd laughs, folding in on himself and holding his side.

JD watches as the now-dried face mask cracks a little on Floyd's face, but doesn't mention it to him. “Got anything going on today?"

Floyd's face drops almost immediately, and it worries John. “No, not today." Floyd just shrugs, immediately losing his appetite and sliding his plate over so John can have what's left of his toast.

Before John can ask what's up with him, Floyd slams the bathroom door shut, going back to his skincare routine and leaving JD looking for answers.

“Damnit." He grumbles, looking over at his nearly empty plate and Floyd's half-piece of peach jelly toast.

There's no use in letting it go to waste, he supposes.

One by one, his brothers leave off to their respective plans for the day. He almost doesn't even get a bye in response, having to remind both Clay and Bruce to say it before they leave.

The only one that doesn't leave is Floyd, who curls up on the top bunk of the bed and strums quietly at his guitar.

John is left alone, mostly by himself, with the quiet strumming of muffled guitar from across the house, and his head full of questions.

[cloverpatches]

I can't boop you anymore but take it in retrospect even tho we haven't talked in forever :3

Boop!

TUMBLR UNFOLLOWED ME FROM YOU

I'm following you back Immediately, no matter how much time passes between us talking we're always friends, dude :D

I'M BOOPED -

[cooloddball]

I have just read the first chapter of your Lestappen fic and I had run here and scream at you. Girl!!!!!!!!!! This is so good. Angst is my favorite thing and this has me down on my knees begging, crying, worshipping at your altar!!!

This part has me in a chokehold:

“If it came down to it and I had to choose, I’d choose you. ” Max’s words often rattled him, making him yearn for a time long since wiped by the passage of time, memories his heart would hold close and feel ebb with every heartbreak he endured. 

I’d choose you. 

Does a heart break if it’s dead? 

…..

And this:

Maybe if Charles had chosen, instead of running, instead of hiding, he would be beside Max breaking records, making history, becoming legends—together. He would be the one marrying him, Verstappen-Leclerc, because he knew that even then,  Max would take Charles’ name.

In retrospect, he figured he had made his bed, there was a gorgeous woman in it, and he might as well lie beside her. So, he dried his tears, washed his face in the bathroom, and got into bed. Against his better judgment and after finding his phone where it was stuck between two pillows, he decided to text Max, a congratulatory text.

I’ll wait for the last chapter so I can read it all together. *boop*

i’m literally crying rn. thanks for the love. i never thought this little story would make any impact and i am grateful for all the love.

boop 🐾

[stonerbang]

Who's ready for Season 1? 💚 💙 💛 💜 ❤️

[amnestria-the-elf]

*nostalgia in geriatric millennial*

Back in the early days of social media, like circa 2004, Facebook had this "Poke" feature where you just. Poked someone. Nobody knew what it meant but we all did it.

We'd run back to our dorm rooms between classes to see if we got any pokes. Then we'd poke everyone on our friends list and leave some witty and/or vaguely angsty status. They were all cringe in retrospect.

Anyway yesterday's Boop Fest was fun. Ah, to relive the days of youth.

[the-haiku-bot]

in retrospect, this

actually got me laid

so maybe take notes

Beep boop! I look for accidental haiku posts. Sometimes I mess up.

I got too excited while playing chess and told my opponent that I was going to slit his throat and slaughter him like a hog. something to work on for next time

[mightyflamethrower]

Jake Tapper dropped an absolute bombshell this week, reporting that despite all evidence to the contrary, former President Joe Biden actually suffered severe physical and mental decline during his presidency. How did we all miss this? Looking back in hindsight, here are ten shocking signs we can't believe everyone overlooked:

When he appeared at a press conference with burn marks on his shirt from where they used the paddles: In retrospect, a bit concerning.

Started narrating his own life in the third person, but referring to himself as "Ben Matlock": It seemed so innocent.

Could only make public appearances if he was strapped to a laboratory table and struck by lightning to be reanimated: Should have been a red flag.

When his face fell off and they had to hurry and glue it back on: Wow. That's pretty bad.

Tried to organize a formal state dinner for him and his favorite cartoons: He was so devastated Betty Boop didn't make it.

Began keeping an old sorcerer on staff to keep him alive with dark magic: Perhaps we ought to have been concerned.

Was declared clinically dead by a licensed medical professional: Can't believe this didn't raise any alarm.

Rigor mortis: Okay, maybe we should have picked up on this.

Slept in a coffin: He seemed so cozy.

That time he picked Kamala Harris as running mate: The signs were there.

How could we not have seen? Thank you, Jake Tapper, for finally uncovering the truth.

[annonima-esta-escribiendo]

Sí, yo necesito dormir, since nosotros necesitamos despertar temprano en unas pocas horas de ahora. Which most likely when we wake up we are going to get coffee tbh. Being a first year college student goes brrrrr/nav

But eh, the best part of being a college student is that we already made so many new friends and that we are very active in student life./pos -Asher

Yo seré esa en unas horas, solo que me tomo el privilegio de dar boops porque me cancelaron dos de mis clases que eran temprano, but totally I will also get some coffee too!

Omgggg nooo, I feel old, well joking, but I understand the feeling is so cool when we start the college is a new thing full of emotions, adventures and obviously friends, wish I were a first year again, bcs I'm a sixth semester student (I'm on my third year of college) and you know what, I look in retrospective and it's like what? When? Hooow? Dude the adult life (JOB) is around the corner, I can't, I don't wanna, I just wanna be a small cat, no taxes, no job, no study, just meow meow

Ay que lindo que estás disfrutando esta época , ow, una que es introvertida en la vida real, mira que te digo, soy un total fracaso en esto, pero aquí apoyándote al mil, disfruta mucho estos añooos y duerme mientras puedas, you will have good college years, good luck!

[yourboardgamepal]

October 2023 Games Played Retrospective

A bit late for this one, isn’t it? Things got hectic, but I still wanted to give an update on what I played in October!

I played 36 unique games—most more than once, some much more than once. I played a lot of new-to-me games that were abstract strategy games, plus some familiar strategy games like Chess. Here’s my top three by plays for the month of October!!

Draftosaurus (31 plays)

I spent the first third of my October playing lots of winter mode Draftosaurus! I got pretty good at that mode. I think I’m even better at it than I am at the summer mode board 😂😂 will have to try summer/winter mode some more some time, it looks like a good way to lengthen the gameplay time and get some more strategic thinking in there!

Kalah (25 plays)

I had a brief Kalah/Mancala obsession this month along my path of discovering new abstract strategy games to play—then I got into Oware as well, and hope to learn Bao and Omweso soon too with the apps and websites I found for them!!

Martian Dice (22 plays)

Still a favorite of mine, though I played this one mostly in the first half of the month. I like playing it with my friends especially—it’s a good game to play and chat in the chat box to. And the theme is just so cute and funny lol, I love that we’re abducting cows, chickens, and humans to figure out which one is in charge lol!

Other Honorable Mentions and Going Forward

Other honorable mentions include Fluxx (20 plays), Quibbles (18 plays), and Orion Duel (17 plays). Games I played once include Backgammon, Dorfromantik: the Board Game, Hokito, Homeworlds, Love Letter: Premium Edition, Punderdome, the Royal Game of Ur, and Yoxii.

In my last retrospective, I wanted to play more Fluxx, Forest Shuffle, Forbidden Island and Pandemic over the course of October—and I managed to play all of them at least a bit save for Pandemic!

I also wanted to play more solo games irl from my collection, and this month I focused on Chomp, a dinosaur tile laying game.

I also also wanted to explore more new-to-me and free games on BGA, and got to play a bit of Orion Duel, Can’t Stop, Trio, boop., Hokito, Quarto, Yoxii, Kalah, Backgammon, Quantik, and Reversi/Othello, of which nine (9!!) are free on BGA!!

In the last two days of November, I think I want to focus still on my solo irl games and see how many plays I can get in on those :] Probably won’t be a lot, but I wanna get a few plays in anyway!!

[the-haiku-bot]

in retrospect, the

system made shen yuan write

his own fix-it fic

Beep boop! I look for accidental haiku posts. Sometimes I mess up.

in retrospect, the system made shen yuan write his own fix-it fic