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bartxnhood · 2 months ago

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ANY VARIATION OF READER X THUNDERBOLTS BUCKY AND THE TEAM BEING TF U HAVE A GF THANK YOU AND ILY

girlfriend? | bucky barnes

| thunderbolts!bucky barnes x fem!reader

warnings: john walker and minor thunderbolts spoilers!!!!!

a/n: YAY!!! IM SO EXCITED TO WRITE FOR BUCKY AND MARVEL AGAIN!!! i also decided that this would probably take place after the events of the movie, and i took inspiration from clint hiding his family but, with reader! so, i hope i did your vision justice!!

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the smoke was dense and thick, making it almost impossible to see within five feet. the smell of sulfur and concrete filled the nostrils of the ‘new avengers’.

new york has seen yet another attack, this time by another outer space alien thingy that bucky couldn’t remember.

there’s a dreadful silence between the group, all stuck in their own minds, trying to figure out just what went wrong. how they got defeated so quickly.

he stood with his hands on his hips, trying to regain his breath after being slammed into a plethora of floors from one of the skyscrapers.

ava hunched over holding her midsection while also trying to catch her breath. yelena, leaning against a fallen slab of a building while clenching her arm. walker, somewhere else, blowing off steam as his shield was snapped in half, and alexei going on some sort of rant.

“it’s fine, this is fine” the broody older man speaks, his thick accent grating against buckys ears. “everybody get up!” the red guardian claps, trying to pump up the group. “we are the thunderbolts!!!”

yelena rolls her eyes, keeping a hand pressed on her arm, “dad, stop”. she looks at the man with sharp eyes. they say optimism is good to have on a team, but alexei had too much. it often got annoying.

turning a corner, walker, stuffing something in his suit pocket, looks to the others. “we’ve been compromised.”

ava stands, crossing her arms. “what?” she looks between bucky and yelena, who have the same look on their face. it isn’t dread, it isn’t worry, it’s something much worse.

alexei mutters some swear words in russian under his breath. and for a moment, no one knows what to do. they aren’t a team, they have no backup, and bucky knows that sam won’t help him.

yet again, he’s alone.

“well, what now?” ava asks, her attention trained on the white widow. “ah!” alexei holds up his fingers, then snaps, carrying a proud look on his face. “a safe house!”

everyone pauses, stealing glances at each other with a blank expression. clearly growing tired of the red guardians persona. “oh, you’ve got to be kidding me..” ava exasperates, before taking a few steps away from the group.

bucky contemplates for a moment, hes staring off at the gray rubble beneath his black boots. he only had a handful of options, one of those being sam. as he was not on the best terms with sam, he figured his last option would suffice. you.

“i know a place.”

the sun was just rising, its misty rays barely peeking through the thick fog. the air was cool and damp, the ground beneath covered with an early morning dew. a cabin tucked away amidst the trees stood silent and still, as if waiting to welcome the day.

the trees surrounding the cabin were barely visible through the dense fog, their leaves shimmering with dewdrops like tiny jewels on their green surfaces. the air was silent, save for the soft sound of the nearby river.

stepping off the quinjet, bucky stopped at the edge of the ramp, looking at his home he shared with you. he felt happy to be back home, but a part of him dreaded the following events.

bucky knew he was risking everything by bringing the others to his home, to you. someone who bucky made sure to keep hidden from everyone. he didn’t do it because he was ashamed or didn’t love you, but he did it because he loved you so much. it was better to keep you off file and off record, for your safety.

if anything happened to you, bucky would’ve surely lost his mind.

“why the hell are we at a cabin, bucky?” walker quips, following the other super soldier. “we can’t go on vacation now.”

“shut up, walker,” bucky snaps, shooting a glaring look over his shoulder as he waits for the rest of the others to fall in behind him. “what are we doing here? we clearly need a safe house,” yelena chimes in, ava and alexei adding something under their breaths.

bucky can already feel himself getting agitated with the anti-heroes. it’s hard enough working with people that collectively cannot get along, it was doomed from the veining. “it’s safe, just trust me.”

crossing the threshold of the dark oak cabin, the scent of fresh laundry mixed with mahogany, vanilla, and cashmere filled his nostrils, and in an instant, the tension in his shoulders dropped.

home. the living room was cleaned, and a few blankets on the leather sofa. you must've napped. a few records scattered around the record table, one still on the turntable, but the record had stopped playing long ago.

“baby? i’m home!” he calls out, not seeing any sign of your presence as he steps into the living room. it’s quiet, almost too quiet. bucky steps further in. “baby doll?”

the team steps in hesitantly, their hands hovering over whatever they have to defend themselves with. sharing puzzled glances with each other as bucky calls out to you.

you emerge from the stairway with a laundry basket on your hip. a quiet gasp gets caught in your throat as your eyes look past your boyfriend and see his co-workers. “what the..” you mutter, your eyes finally landing on bucky. “bucky?”

“we had nowhere else to go,” he explains, the wear and tear of fighting visible on his body. his eyes hold even more exhaustion than he let on.

you drop the laundry basket on the sofa and approach him, he hopes his arms and pulls you in, pressing a kiss on the top of your head.

yelena interrupts, “Im sorry..” the blonde holds out her hands, nose crunching with confusion. “what the hell is happening here?”

“yeah..what the hell is this?” walker stands behind yelena, his arms crossed now.

“guys, meet my girlfriend, y/n,” he introduced, holding you by his side. his thumb rubbing up and down your shoulders.

“hi..” you smile, holding up your hand to wave awkwardly. your freehand wrapping around buckys midsection.

the team is left speechless, all mouths are open, but no words are formed.

“girlfriend?!” yelena is flabbergasted, her eyes almost popping out of her head.

“oh! this is wonderful!! alexei is pushing past the other three, walking towards you with a big, dopey smile. “young love!” he cheered, clapping loudly.

you laugh awkwardly, again, because what do you do when the avengers are standing in your house?

“buck?” you look up at him, he had a less than amused look on his face.

“we just need some place to lay low, get patched up. i didn’t know what else to do.”

“ah, okay,” you pat his chest playfully, an amused laugh coming from you. “i can help with that.”

“girlfriend…” walker whispers as you begin leading the group downstairs to a makeshift med bay.

“shut it, walker!” buckys voice booms from a few feet ahead.

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peachdeluxe · 6 months ago

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I have this in my pinned, but i'd just like to formally ask.. please don't upload my art to pinterest!

I absolutely don't mind my art being saved for reference, the issue is with pinterest itself. People don't generally attach credit on there, and users tend to think of anything on pinterest as totally sourceless and free to use/copy. It's disheartening seeing my original work floating around and being used with no credit, or credited to the wrong person, or having people tell me they've seen my art all over but had no idea I made it.

(It'd be one thing if it were just hobbyists, but unfortunately this extends to the professional sphere as well-- I have been given moodboards with totally uncredited art to reference off of even doing professional design work.)

And besides, with pinterest you have to deal with low quality uploads, things being randomly removed, obnoxious ads everywhere... aside from the convenience of it being online, it really just isn't great for art archiving anyways! I think it's very worthwhile to have an offline art reference folder, and if you don't have one you should get into the habit of actually saving things. You can always save my art to your computer, or print it out to have it physically (as long as you aren't using it for-profit). Under the cut I have some image organizing software recommendations.

Tagstudio - free image and document organizer with tagging functions.

Hydrus network - another free media organizer with tagging functions. works like a locally-hosted booru. Has a little bit more of a learning curve and has the option to set up a server to share files over a server, but you can use it purely offline. (also yeah it's geared towards imageboard users but you don't have to use any of that to work with it)

Notion - freemium (free for one user), can be used online/cross platform and shared more like Pinterest. more of a general notetaking/organizational app, but you can create moodboard sites using templates.

may update the post with more if I find more!

#this is moreso about my original work though

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farlynthordens · 3 months ago

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Pillowfort vs Wafrn Comparison

hello to fellow tumblypoos who may be on the lookout for places to migrate in case tumblr does implode one day but don't know what the alternatives are like. i made accounts on 2 frequently mentioned tumblr clones, pillowfort and wafrn, and tested them as of April 2025. i hope this can be helpful!

SIGNING UP

Pillowfort: sign up free and be put on a waitlist, or pay $5 for instant access. The waitlist time was very short for me. Once you have your account, you get 50 invite links per week that you can send to others for instant signup access.

Wafrn: mods review every signup, but i still got access within a couple hours.

VIBES

Just my own personal observations from a very short period of use

Pillowfort: has a more "cozy and quiet" fandom and media-sharing vibe. it emphasizes using communities when you sign up (but you don't have to join any if you don't want to). most communities that currently exist are either super huge general ones (ex: "Anime") or tiny ones people made for their own friend group but i see potential for fandom-specific spaces to grow.

Wafrn: more unabashedly queer and chaotic (positive) like if you were in a discord server but on tumblr. it's more techy and text post/chatting focused but still has huge media-sharing capabilities. you can host your own server if you know how to. it's recommended you connect your acct to bsky if you want more fandom stuff (or consider a fandom-oriented server elsewhere, tho from what i can tell those don't have a lot of users yet)

MEDIA

Both do not allow multi-select, meaning that you have to upload files one at a time. both allow putting a shitload of images in one post (i didn't even have the patience to upload enough pics to find the limits). but i recommend against mass uploading media. those are individual ppl hosting those servers. consider paying them if you plan to upload a lot.

Pillowfort: only images/gifs, videos must be hosted externally. files must each be less than 2MB. adding additional images is a little janky and sometimes the buttons pop in/out.

Wafrn: video and images/gifs. not sure what the exact file size limit is, but i was able to upload a video that was 145MB so its decently big. media is horizontally scrolled rather than vertically stacked. also note: alt text is required by default, and the "post" button will disappear if any media is missing it.

POSTS

Pillowfort: allows turning off reblogs and comments. you can edit this at any time. seemingly no feature/option to truncate long posts you see on your dash? but i haven't come across any super long posts so maybe it's there. but there is a "read more" feature.

Wafrn: you can turn off notifications for a post, but there is no option to turn off reblogs/comments which i personally find to be a big downside. posts longer than a few sentences automatically get truncated.

LIKES, REBLOGS, COMMENTS, TAGS

Both platforms have likes, comments, reblog systems, and tagging.

Both platforms don't have a page to find all of your Likes. Likes are persistent, and you'll see the colored heart icon if something you liked before crosses your dash, but there is no dedicated Likes page from what i could find.

Reblogging works different on Wafrn, where you have 3 options: rewoot (=quick reblog with no tags), reply (=standard reblog where you have the OPTION to add your own reply and/or tags), and quote (seems to be similar to doing a quote tweet, can also add tags).

If you connect Wafrn to bsky, you can see more posts from there within the site but certain types of interactions don't work.

On Pillowfort, tagging works basically the same as it does on tumblr (can search tags site-wide or on your particular blog). on Wafrn you can currently only do site-wide tag searching, so you're not able to organize your blog if you're into that.

NSFW

Both sites allow NSFW content.

Pillowfort: new post > select checkbox to mark as NSFW (so users with "Show NSFW posts by default" turned off will see the post blurred)

Wafrn: new post > upload media, and then you can mark individual media as NSFW to blur it. Also a content warning checkbox you can select to add in cw tags (must write the tags yourself which leaves room for user inconsistency. there is no preset cw list yet)

DRAFTS, QUEUE

Pillowfort: has a draft, queue, and scheduling system. your queue schedule is editable from settings or the queue page. the queue and draft pages are underneath "Posts", but only show up when there are things in them.

Wafrn: no draft or queue system.

POST VISIBILITY

Pillowfort: in every new post, you can select if the post is public, only for logged in users, only mutuals, or private (only you). you can edit this at any time.

Wafrn: in every new post, you can select if the post is public, only for your followers, only for your server instance, or private (only you). this is not editable once a post is made

BLOG VISIBILITY

Pillowfort: in settings, you can turn on concealed mode which prevents people you're not following from following you or even viewing your blog.

Wafrn: there doesn't seem to be a way to hide your blog profile from certain users/logged out users, but you can change your default post visibility.

ASKS

Pillowfort: Does not have an Ask system, only DMs. Creating an ask system is on their to-do list.

Wafrn: has an Ask system that accepts messages from Wafrn users, logged out anons, or even other fediverse sites (there's a explanation how to do this if you go to someone's profile and try sending a message). you must go to settings to enable anon asks.

FOLLOWING

Pillowfort: by default, anyone can follow anyone. in settings, you can turn on concealed mode which prevents people you're not following from following you or even viewing your blog.

Wafrn: by default, anyone can follow anyone. in settings, you can turn on the ability to review all follow requests.

CUSTOMIZATION

Pillowfort: Dark and light mode for the whole site. blog editing is pretty basic, just changing colors of some page elements (with a little jank). in settings, you can upload multiple icons which you can swap between when making new posts. there are a bunch of pfp frames and badges.

Wafrn: Dark and light mode, plus many other preset themes. blog page editing allows for header images and custom css. you can have emojis (including animated ones) in your name.

MISC

Mobile: both have a mobile app, but Wafrn's is still a bit more experimental. both contain many bugs but when has that not been the case for tungle dot com either

Paid features: Both are free*. Wafrn has no paid features but dev has a patreon/kofi you can support to pay for servers costs. Pillowfort has options for paid icons or frames, higher file size limits (2MB->4MB), or doing a recurring monthly donation to pay server costs and seems to really need the help.

Sideblog support: neither has this yet but both seem to be exploring options for it. you cannot make more than 1 account with the same email.

Blacklist/blocking: both support blacklisting words/phrases and blocking users. Wafrn also supports muting (soft blocking), Pillowfort does not but it's on their to-do list.

Languages: both are only in english

Bugs and future updates: If you want to read more about what features each platform is working on you can check Pillowfort's staff post and Wafrn's github

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conclusion: no matter where you choose to migrate to, nothing will be exactly the same as tumblr and will certainly never reach its scale/longevity without consistent user support.

if we want the next gen of the internet to be free of advertising and selling user data, then we will all need to chip in for it. either you pay for your own server to host yourself/others, or you support the people/orgs hosting servers for the rest of us to make sure that the things you love can remain online. i HIGHLY recommend that if you move to any of these places, you consider doing recurring donations. this goes for not just pillowfort and wafrn, but mastodon, neocities, or any other fedi or independently hosted spaces.

fedi sites have a lot of potential, because you can theoretically CREATE a massive social network via connecting lots of little ones together. but interconnecting independent sites is still something that's very buggy and needs working out, and from what i can tell, just because sites are part of the fediverse does not make them instantly compatible/crosspost-able (ppl more experienced can correct me on this)

#pillowfort #wafrn #tumblr #tumblr alternative #tumblr migration

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kohakutouwoah · 1 year ago

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LINDSAY ON YOUR COMPUTER‼️

That's right, Lindsay from hit show Total Drama on your pc.

*Video is outdated, you can get Lindsay on your Mac!

How to download:

You need Java for this, btw!

Windows:

Download the original Shimeji: https://kilkakon.com/shimeji/

Add this file to the img folder: https://drive.google.com/drive/folders/1kQJNGMfeN5xeF-37AGYlxH6U38idUa1s?usp=sharing

*You need to have the original shimeji or else the code will break. You can disable them in the hidden icons! (Right click on the icon, click choose shimeji, then uncheck the default.)

Download this Zip file (Includes Noah, Tyler, and Alejandro!): https://drive.google.com/drive/folders/1KhKLHRxMz6uLoqhfOuk3LE_Ix56O3mgR?usp=sharing

Mac:

Download the port for mac: https://www.deviantart.com/lavendersnek/art/Shimeji-for-macOS-2021-ver-896442701

Follow the instructions here: https://github.com/LavenderSnek/ShimejiEE-cross-platform/releases

3. Any time it says the computer doesn't allow for it, then go to privacy and security, then close the window, then when the file it says you can't run pops up press allow for being able to run it, repeat process until it says won't run, then restart computer

4. Add this file to the img folder: https://drive.google.com/drive/folders/1kQJNGMfeN5xeF-37AGYlxH6U38idUa1s?usp=sharing

*You can delete all the default shimejis and just have Lindsay!

Again, this isn't actually a virus, lol. The most they can do is throw your screens around and windows users can disable that (Not sure about Mac, but I think they can't. RIP)

Here are some screenshots of Lindsay!

Bonus picture of Lindsay AND Noah. (Coming VERY soon! Like. Tomorrow soon.)

*THANK YOU PERP for telling me I forgot to say some stuff!! Spent three days straight making Lindsay forgive me </3

*Noah IS COMPLETED! Get a Schemer on your PC!

*Get your Lindsay a boyfriend too! Um. What was his name again?

#total drama #td noah #lindsay td #shimeji #td lindsay #noah td #they are so silly i love them #affectionately called Viruses btw

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darkmaga-returns · 1 month ago

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The UK government has taken another aggressive step in its campaign to regulate online speech, launching formal investigations into the message board 4chan and seven file-sharing sites under its far-reaching Online Safety Act.

But this is more than a domestic crackdown; it is a clear attempt to assert British speech laws far beyond its borders, targeting platforms that have no meaningful presence in the UK.

The law, which came into full force in April, gives sweeping powers to Ofcom, the UK’s communications regulator, to demand that websites and apps proactively remove undefined categories of “illegal content.”

Failure to comply can trigger massive fines of up to £18 million ($24M) or 10 percent of global revenue, criminal penalties for company executives, and site-wide bans within the UK.

Now, Ofcom has set its sights on 4chan, a US-hosted imageboard owned by a Japanese national. The site operates under US law and has no physical infrastructure, employees, or legal registration in Britain. Nonetheless, UK regulators have declared it fair game.

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abouelmagd2 · 3 months ago

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sweetponythings · 3 months ago

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Tipiskaw International High School Part 7

Beware that this story contains bullying, homophobia, mentions of abusive relationships, transphobia, mental health, heavy subject matter. Please take care when reading. (It's taken seven parts to get to the end of one bloody day in this story jesus christ...) (thank you to cris for the art!)

Don't Think That It's Nothing

Each member of the Tipiskaw team marched into the locker room and took a seat on the bench, many of them reaching for their water bottles for a desperately needed drink or the towels to dry the sweat off from their skin. The boys chattered amongst themselves quietly as they waited for Richard to come and give his usual half-time talk. Upon taking a seat, James leaned back against the cool, white-painted wall and let out a tense breath. Looking upwards, he could feel Spencer’s gaze all over him. Spencer was saying nothing vocally but saying everything in the glare he was giving the Brazilian. James stood up from his seat, puffing out his chest and glaring back at the British boy with sass, crossing his arms and readying himself for a possible fight. “What the actual fuck was that shit, James? You hogging the ball the whole time and your little ‘stunt’ almost cost us the first half! If it wasn’t for your best mate getting us out of the shit by equalising, we would’ve been fucked after this break!” James said nothing, admitting with his silence that he knew Spencer was correct, but it didn't change the feeling of unadulterated anger pulsing in his blood. His hands balled into fists and he gritted his teeth. James was more than angry; he was furious at himself and felt truly betrayed by two of his ‘friends’, not to mention he was so disappointed, conflicted, worried, and hurt…

Tom could always tell when his dear friend was hurting; it had been that way ever since middle school. Before anything could escalate, Tom grabbed James by the bicep and pulled him away into the hallway just outside of the changing room and then into a storage cupboard, jamming a broom against the door to guarantee the two men some privacy so that they could talk. “C’mon, man, spit it out. Someone’s said something to you; they must have! I haven’t seen you this pissed since Brazil lost at the World Cup.” The dark-skinned lad saw nothing but red. With a shout, all of a sudden, all of that anger came flooding out of James; he flung his fist against a metal filing cabinet with great might, denting the metal so it now had a void in the shape of a fist. James said nothing for a moment, mainly because his hand was killing him with the pain. Tom looked back at his friend and tilted his head curiously. “Better now?” “Yeah… Ouch, that fucking bites... Thanks for getting me out of the room, Tom.” The scarred man passed James his icy-cool water bottle to put against his hand to soothe the pain a bit, receiving a grateful smile from the Brazilian. “You still haven’t told me about what’s happened, bud.” The curly-haired boy nodded and knew that he needed to speak about how he was feeling inside; Tom had been the one to teach him that a problem shared was a problem halved after all…

The two young men leaned against the wall of the cupboard as James explained everything he knew about what had happened at lunch that day, about the old pictures of Aiden being shared around the whole school on every social media platform and in every group chat. How morally reprehensible he found it that two of the people he had considered his friends thought it was acceptable to even imagine doing such a thing, let alone violating Aiden’s privacy and dignity in such a public manner. Emphasising how, even though he hadn’t had a clue about the intentions of the others, he still felt guilty and almost responsible for some reason. It was clear that the curly-haired boy was more than conflicted about his ‘friends’, but the thing that troubled him the most was the impact on Aiden and his well-being, not to mention the fear that Aiden thought that James was in on Riya and Yul’s scheme or perhaps he even thought that James was the one who had orchestrated it all! Tom listened well and thoroughly, as Tom always did. James had always thought that Tom could maybe take up a job as a councillor after leaving school. Even Tom was amazed to see his friend's usual stoic attitude towards personal affairs come crumbling down in front of his eyes. James truly cared for Aiden; did James have a… No, no. He couldn’t have.

Tom believed what his friend had said, but a small part of him just wanted to double-check James’s honesty. “Are you sure you didn’t have anything to do with it? Not even a little bit?” James looked at Tom in horror, rapidly shaking his head and pleading for Tom to believe him. “Fuck no, I would never do anything that cruel to anyone, let alone to Aiden. I’d sooner rip out my own eyes than do that to him!” Tom gripped his friend's wrist, silently telling him that he believed what James had told him. After some careful thought, Tom spoke. “What I’d say is, speak to Aiden. Honestly, no teasing, no being smug or the ‘cool guy’. Just be honest and genuine; let yourself be vulnerable so he can see that you had nothing to do with it. I can speak to him too when I see him at lunch; hell, maybe you could sit with us? It's not like you're going to be hanging around with Yul and Riya anymore now, is it?” James shook his head again, contemplating Tom’s words. “I’ll try talking to him again. Are you sure you don’t mind speaking to Aiden too when you see him?” Tom gave a true smile to his friend. “It would be my pleasure.” James looked down at the floor, still clutching the bottle of water against his sore hand. “About sitting with you guys… I don’t know just yet; I’ll just stick with Diego, Logan and Spencer, if they don’t hate me too now, that is.” Tom gave a little chuckle at his friend’s unusually sombre state. “They don’t hate you, even if they did. The James Costa I know could easily charm them back onto his side within seconds. Just let them touch your abs or something again; they’ll be bowing down to you like a group of lap dogs in no time! You know they love that shit.” James laughed genuinely for the first time since this morning when Aiden stood up to Riya. With an enthusiastic nod, James picked himself up from against the wall and examined the hand that had landed in the filing cabinet. “This better not affect how I play; we still have a game to win!” “That’s the spirit, man. Now let’s go out and talk to Richard before he thinks we’ve been abducted again.” James almost spat out the water he was drinking from Tom’s bottle at the memory of the time he and Tom had been accidentally separated from the others at an away game at another school when they were both fifteen; the two had gotten hopelessly lost, and then the police were frantically called when Richard couldn’t find either of them.

After Tom and James left the cupboard and rejoined the others, Richard gave them both a harsh verbal lashing for not attending his prior talk, emphasising how important it was for group morale. Both boys kept their heads down; it was never wise to talk back to the coach when he was in one of his bad moods. James also took the opportunity to apologise to the whole team for his selfish behaviour in the prior half, taking the moment as a chance to practise for his eventual apology to Aiden. Everyone forgave him, of course; the team were all like a band of brothers, and it would take more than some shitty decisions to come between them all, and Spencer went out of his way to shake James’s hand in apology for blowing up at him earlier, even though James emphasised that Spencer was justified in doing so. The group discussion that Richard led was simple: work together, create chances, don’t let the other team get to the ball, always be in position and do not let them score! However, James and Tom had a little secret that the others didn’t know. The two friends were going to work together, harder than anyone, to make sure that they got Tipiskaw High back on top of those academy boys.

Everyone came back onto the grass to much applause and cheers from either side of the pitch. The group of four stood anxiously in the east stand as they waited for the second half to begin. James and Tom gave each other a knowing look before the whistle blew. For thirty minutes all twenty-two boys played their hearts out, victory hanging in the balance for all involved. Thirty minutes flew by like a flash; Tom kept checking the clock; time was running out. Miraculously, Diego had gotten a hold of the ball and was moving towards the opposite goal. Tom didn’t need to utter a word to James; a simple signal of his hand forwards and the Brazilian was already flying down the pitch to assist the Colombian man. The two Latin American men worked together to move the ball downwards to the opposition’s goal, with Tom running into a space to assist them when it looked like they were all out of options. Taking the opportunity, James moved himself into the penalty box, screaming for Tom to pass the ball to him. When he spotted an opening, Tom belted the ball to his friend with all his might, only for a taller boy from the other team to get in the way, ruining his chance.

“Fuck that.” James ran towards the taller player and skilfully tackled the ball away from him, moving himself forwards and then jolting his leg slightly, as if he was going to attempt to score. The other team's goalkeeper jolted forward to meet him, and James slid the ball right past him, the ball smacking comfortably into the back of the net. A clean goal, and with no time for disbelief from anyone, as James was immediately crying out in jubilation. “NEM FODENDO! LET’S GOOOOO!” The Brazilian shot off like a rocket, calling out and yelling all the while. Running right in front of the east stand, much like Tom had in the previous half. He stopped right in front of Ellie, Gabby, Jake and Aiden. Pointing both of his index fingers straight up at the sky and then slowly moving them forwards and down, arms fully extended in front of him, pointing straight at Aiden right where the e-boy was sitting in the stand. This was James’s usual celebration, usually taking aim at some hot cheerleader girl that he wanted to make out with after a game. James had dedicated his win to Aiden; Jake wrapped an arm around Aiden’s shoulders and ruffled his hair. Keeping direct eye contact with the e-boy, James mouthed ‘I’m sorry’ and clasped his hands together with a sweet and genuine smile that went all the way up to the Brazilian’s temples. Even stubborn Aiden could really see that James meant it; Gabby had been right, and he couldn’t hold back a smile of his own and the light dusting of a blush that had scattered across his cheeks.

The rest of the game was a cakewalk. All of the Tipiskaw boys kept up the defence and prevented those academy boys from scoring; the game ended 1/2 to Tipiskaw, much to the annoyance of the away players and supporters. The academy’s alumni begrudgingly made their way back to their changing rooms and piled onto the buses that had brought them to Tipiskaw, many students and even parents taking great delight in flipping them off and jeering as the bus pulled away from the school. The Tipiskaw team filed back into the tunnel to make their way to the changing rooms for a well-deserved shower. James was incredibly fast with his usually thorough shower and got himself dressed at the speed of light. The other boys gave each eachother seeingly knowning looks; this usually meant that James had a date to suck the face of some random person he had been flirting with before the game. Although they didn’t say it, Spencer, Diego and Logan had a feeling today’s ‘victim’ would be Aiden; James had dedicated his goal to him after all. James’s pansexuality and unrestrainedly flirty nature were common knowledge amongst all of the boys on the team, and none of them had a problem with it. It wasn’t like Tom, Spencer, Logan or Diego were straight themselves, not to mention that Tom could’ve sworn he saw Spencer and Diego kissing behind the school gym that one time...

James ran out of the tunnel once more, feeling much more fresh after a wash and a change of clothes. Jake, Ellie, Gabby and Aiden were standing around on the pitch in a circle chatting about the game and this or that before James ran up behind Ellie and Aiden, putting a hand on either of their shoulders suddenly and yelling out ‘surprise’! The e-boy and the American girl both jumped about fifty feet in the air with a scream. “What was that for? Dickhead!” Ellie was less than impressed, although her girlfriend had fallen into a fit of hysterical laughter, and Jake couldn’t hold himself back from chuckling alongside her, resting his hand on the Polish girl’s shoulder to steady himself as the laughter threatened to topple them both over. James smiled sheepishly and held his hands up in apology; Aiden was hugging his arms to his chest again, as he did when he was feeling defensive, and James was terrified that his little ‘surprise’ had backfired horribly. “Aiden… I’m so sorry about everything. Can I talk to you privately?” Aiden was more than unimpressed and looked the taller boy dead in the eye. “If you have something to say to me, you can say it here, in front of my friends.” James understood; he had nothing to hide after all; he would just have to swallow his pride for a bit and hope his humility paid off in the end.

“Okay, well…” The sound of the boy’s strong accent paused as he took the time to very carefully consider his words. “What happened earlier? What happened to you? I’m so, so sorry. No one deserves that happening to them. I had no idea what Yul and Riya were up to at lunchtime; I swear on my mother’s life that I had nothing to do with it. I hadn’t seen them until this morning because I was planning for the game with the other boys. It’s fair to say I’m not Riya and Yul’s friend anymore, and I told them as such too; I’d go as far as to say I despise them for what they’ve done to you. However, someone who I’m very fond of is… you. You always make me laugh in our lessons; you’re great to be around. It may be selfish to ask this, but can we be friends? Please?” Everyone looked at James in shock, then to Aiden, then back to James as they tried to wrap their heads around all that they had just heard from the dark-skinned man’s mouth. Aiden sighed and brought his hand to his forehead, as if the question was giving him a headache. I don’t know right at this moment; I’ll think about it. Let’s just say I don’t despise you like I do with Riya and Yul.” The twin-colour-haired boy gave a little cheeky wink and a smile. James reacted like Aiden had just agreed to marry him, running over to the smaller lad and squeezing his shoulders in a tight embrace, slightly lifting him up off from the ground. “Hey! HEY! Put me down or I’ll reconsider my decision!” Without a second to spare, James did as he was told and returned the smaller boy to the floor, a self-satisfied smile on his lips. “Amazing! Obrigado, thank you!” James reached his hand out towards Aiden for him to shake; the blonde and brunette returned the gesture after a moment of hesitation.

Reaching into his back pocket, James pulled out his phone. “How about a selfie? to celebrate the big win?” Gabby and Jake were keen, enthusiastically getting into position and pulling peace signs in line with the camera's lens. Ellie was about to step beside her girlfriend before stopping herself to look at Aiden; photos had caused him nothing but pain today. However, Aiden was thinking to himself, recalling what he had said to Jake just before they had both left the isolation room. Wasn’t avoiding having his picture taken after such a memorable game letting the bullies win? Shaking any doubt away from his mind, Aiden grabbed the hand of his concerned friend, dragging Ellie along with him as they all filled in for James’s photo. James posted it to his Instagram and tagged everyone; the last person to tag was Jake… And then James remembered. After James put his phone away again, he tapped the blue-haired boy on the shoulder. “Jake, I need to apologise to you too... Although Blake did send me the messages about your breakup, I never shared them with anyone. However, I did let Yul open up the texts before I had even the chance to check what Blake had sent me, and I let Yul log into my phone, although I didn’t know he was going to send all those messages to himself and Riya. I’m not trying to deflect; I am partly to blame for everything that has happened to you. I don’t expect you to forgive me, but I’m really, really sorry about everything.” Jake was lost for words; the experience of having someone express sympathy or empathy to him still felt very alien. “I-it’s okay, James… Thank you for your honesty.”

James smiled again while looking at Jake’s nervous demeanour, then remembering Tom… and the way he looked at Jake. A harmless but slightly devious plan crossed his mind. The muscular teen was snapped away from his thoughts by Jake reigniting the conversation. “Hey James, where’s Tom?” Oh, this was perfect; this was meant to be. James’s poker face gave nothing away. “Oh, Tom? He’s in the changing room; he’s waiting to talk to you in there – nothing bad, I promise you. Everyone else has left; why don’t you go and see him?” Jake was a bit taken aback by hearing that Tom was waiting alone for Jake to join him so they could talk. James continued as he put his arms around both Gabby’s and Aiden’s shoulders. In the meantime, while the boys talk, I happen to know a wonderful place very nearby that does great churros. Shall we go, gang?” Gabby was the first to respond with a shout. “I LOVE churros! Yes, yes, yes, yes! Let’s go, come on, Ellie!” Aiden gave a hearty laugh, deciding that a snack was a good idea, especially as he felt his stomach start to growl. “I’m so glad someone mentioned getting food; I’m absolutely starving.” The Polish girl was already bounding down the pitch, girlfriend in tow as they followed James’s lead away from the field. As Jake gave a happy smile and a shout goodbye to everyone, his new gang of mates all turning around to wave back at him, he made his way to the tunnel to find Tom.

Wandering around in the dim light, Jake could definitely tell he was in the right place, based on the smell alone. You could certainly tell that a group of overheated young men had been through the place; the random clothes scattered around on the floor were a good indicator too, with Jake almost slipping over on an old sock as he tried to find Tom. The sound of whistling caught Jake’s attention; that had to be the dark-haired boy. The sound was getting closer and closer, along with footsteps coming towards the room. “Hey, Tom! James said I would find you –OH, SWEET JESUS FUCKING CHRIST!” It was Tom, however… He was in a state of undress. The soccer player had nothing on his body but a towel around his waist and droplets of water on his pale skin, and his dark hair was dishevelled and damp. “GYAH, JAKE! What are you doing here?” “I WAS LOOKING FOR YOU! JAMES SAID YOU WERE WAITING FOR ME! OH MY GOD, I’M SO SORRY!” The smaller young man had his hands tightly clamped over his eyes, more than embarrassed about violating his new friend’s privacy. “God damn it, fuckin’ James…”

The taller teen grabbed his clothes from the bench and went around the corner to another changing area to make himself decent. Despite the other boy being no longer in sight, Jake had turned to face the wall until Tom was fully clothed and had come out again. Although, upon hearing Tom’s reaction to his being there, the realisation hit Jake like a truck. “You don’t have anything to tell me, do you? He just sent me here so I’d see you like…this.” “Yep…” Although he was trying his best at being a better person, James was still James. “Fuck, I knew there was something fishy going on!” With an echoing laugh, Tom re-emerged and let Jake know he was decent, no longer requiring him to face the wall. “That’s just James; he wouldn’t have meant anything by it. No need to worry, Jake.” The taller boy moved towards Jake to gently ruffle his blue locks, only it was more tentative, like Tom just wanted to run his fingers through his hair. Tom took a step back from Jake, intending to grab his things, only for the dark-haired man to catch his foot on a discarded t-shirt and trip, stumbling right into Jake. Both boys’ chests collided together, and Jake was pushed back against the cold wall of the changing room, Tom’s arms coming to land either side of him, hands right by his head. Both boys were making direct eye contact now from the accident, faces so close, lips just centimetres apart –

“Holy shit, I’m so sorry, Jake, that’s twice I’ve almost knocked you down now!” Tom stood back and pulled Jake away from the wall, steadying him back onto the tiles below his feet. The shorter boy couldn’t say anything, his face as red as the roses that had been kept in his grandmother’s garden; he was just looking right at Tom. Why couldn’t he say anything? Jake was cut out of his trance by Tom’s voice bringing him back to earth. “Uhh… You don’t live too far away from me, I think. I see you walking to school sometimes�� not to sound creepy or anything!” Jake just laughed in reply to Tom’s adorably goofy comment. “Want to walk home together?” So they did, both boys walking side by side all the way back to Jake’s front door, talking happily all the while, continuing discussions from lunchtime as they had walked. After waving Tom goodbye, Jake climbed up the steps to his front door. Feeling oddly optimistic about the day ahead for once. He had to deal with his parents, of course, or deal with their lack of paying attention to him. Neither his mother nor father asked where he had been; they didn’t care too. There was a meal made for Jake but no one to sit and eat it with, the normal routine, but this was so much easier to deal with now because he had something to look forward to. That evening, Jake was able to climb into his bed with a smile and not dread the coming day. Laying his head down on the pillows and turning over, everything felt oddly peaceful. Perhaps things could turn for the better after all…

#disventure camp #disventure camp jake #jake hamilton #tomjake #disventure camp fanfiction #aiden brooks #tom reed #disventure camp highschool au #disventure camp tom #jaiden

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wastelandmoony · 1 year ago

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Déjà Vécu: Chapter Twenty-Three

Chapter Twenty-Three : Fear and Trembling

Summary: Christmas at the Potters'.

Characters: Remus Lupin/Reader, Sirius Black/Reader (no use of y/n), James Potter, Petter Pettigrew, Regulus Black, Marlene McKinnon, Mary MacDonald, Lily Evans

Warnings: 18+ Only, Minors DNI; language, violence, gore, abuse.

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December 21st, 1975

Sirius’ trunk thumped down the tower steps, echoing loudly against the stone walls. He’d be scowling for what seemed like the entire week, ever since the owl arrived during breakfast one morning with a letter demanding his presence home for Christmas. He had immediately incinerated it at the table, icy glare locked onto Regulus across the Great Hall. The Potter’s had invited everyone to stay for the entire break, and the plan had been for the five of them to have two weeks of carefree living, playing quidditch in the garden and eating their weight in Euphemia Potter’s cooking.

“C’mon mate,” James tried to placate his best friend as Sirius dropped the trunk with a loud thud onto the common room floor, the rest of them waiting around with their own belongings for the journey home. “You won’t be missing much, it’ll be the same as last year: mum will cook Christmas dinner, we’ll all sit around and open gifts, and then—“

“—you’ll all laugh, and play games, and not be forced into some stuffy outfit to be paraded around to your extended family?” Sirius groaned, “Ugh, I’m going to be bored out of my mind!”

She knew he wasn’t just worried about the boredom. Though his family had seemed to write him off for the past few years, something still didn’t sit right with her.

Sirius continued his moping through the entirety of the train ride back to London, never breaking the grimace plastered on his face even after the numerous attempts by all of them to cheer him up. As they filed onto the King’s Cross platform, she discreetly took his hand and squeezed it. He looked back at her, expression never faltering as he pulled away and began to head towards his mother and younger brother.

“See you in two weeks,” he didn’t look back.

She wasn’t going to let Sirius’ bad attitude ruin their break, and it seems like the boys shared a similar sentiment. The moment they arrived at Potter Manor, James brought them upstairs to their rooms, chatting excitedly with Remus about a new prank idea he wanted to test out in the garden later.

After briefly unpacking, she wandered down the hall to James’ bedroom, finding him lounging against the headboard reading a quidditch magazine. She flopped down beside him and sighed.

“Alright?” He asked, tossing the magazine onto the quilt.

“I’m worried about Sirius,” she muttered, “Do you think he’s okay?”

James didn’t seem the least bit perturbed by the entire situation. “Yeah, he’s just being a moody git. You’ve seen how his family’s been the past few years, they just ignore him. I think they’ve given up.”

“Then why force him to come home now? Why not just let him do whatever he wants?” She couldn’t explain it, but something deep in her gut didn’t feel right.

James shrugged, “Who knows, maybe they just missed him?”

She snorted, “I’m not sure Walburga is capable of that emotion.”

James laughed as he got up, “He’ll be fine. The only thing we have to worry about is the ranting we’ll have to endure when we all get back to school. I bet he doesn’t stop talking about how much he hates them until May.”

With an audible crack, the Potter’s house elf apparated into the room with a little curtsy.

“Your mother wished me to tell you that dinner is ready,” they said.

“Thank Merlin, I’m starved,” James exhaled, walking down the hall to grab the other two boys from Remus’ room.

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December 25th, 1975

They were swimming in gift wrap and glitter. The Potter’s sitting room was littered with torn paper, boxes and ribbon strew about, while plates and plates of baked goods covered the coffee table. Euphemia and Fleamont sat by the fireplace watching them open gifts, her parents having sent some as well. Remus leaned over to hand her a cup of tea as James stood up from the couch.

“I have one last present for you,” he said as he jogged out into the hall.

A few seconds later, his voice carried from the next room, “Close your eyes!”

Bewildered, and slightly afraid, she reluctantly shut both eyes. She could hear him reenter the room, followed by the crunch of gift wrap underfoot as he made his way to where she was seated.

“Hold out your hands,” the excitement in his voice was barely contained.

Palms up, she waited, finally feeling smooth, polished wood against her skin. Her eyes shot open as she took in the broom on her lap, James standing above her with the biggest smile on his face.

“I didn’t wrap it, because I’m shit at it, sorry about that—“ he started.

She was speechless. Though she was on the Hufflepuff Quidditch team, she always just borrowed one of the school brooms, never wanting to bother her parents with the added expense of buying an entirely new one. So far, it had served her just fine.

“Jamie…this is…this is too much,” she shook her head, “you shouldn’t have spent so much money on this, I don’t need—”

“Yes you do. I can’t keep watching you fly on one of those shit school ones, you’ll have much better control on this. And it wasn’t just me, we all contributed to this.”

She looked around the room, Remus and Peter smiled, the former giving a confirming nod as tears began to blur their faces.

“Thank you, I don’t even know what to say.”

“Just promise me you won’t tell anyone who gave it to you. If Marlene or the rest of the them find out I helped another team, they’ll kill me,” James said, face completely serious.

She choked a laugh, wiping away a stray tear, “Deal.”

“So…drills then?” He raised his eyebrows.

She smiled, “…Go on.”

Euphemia called after the four of them as they ran out back to the garden, “Don’t forget dinner is at 6!”

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Christmas afternoon was spent outside in the crisp December air, trying to get used to how a capable broom handled. James was right, she was so much quicker and more agile with this one. Maybe this year, Hufflepuff would at least be a contender for the cup.

Fleamont came outside as the sun was setting and ushered them all in for dinner, no one bothering to change out of their muddied clothes, not that the Potter’s minded.

After dessert, they all retired to the sitting room again, James and Peter breaking out the deck of Exploding Snap, while Euphemia tidied up the kitchen, and Remus and Fleamont read quietly.

“I’m going to change and then I’ll join you,” she said, excusing herself up to the bedroom, dying to be free of her grass-stained jeans.

Pulling on the new sweater Mrs. Potter had given her that morning, and a pair of Remus’ old pajama pants she had stolen last year, she rifled through her trunk for the book she had brought. As she reached into the furthest corner, a crack echoed from downstairs, followed by screams.

“Help! Get Mum!” James’ voice filled her ears as she careened down the stairs towards the sitting room.

Leaping from the bottom of the staircase, she rounded the corner and saw Euphemia and Fleamont bent over next to the fireplace, the three boys hovering around them. James was beside himself, paler than she’s ever seen him and pulling at the roots of his hair.

She saw the blood near Mrs. Potter’s knelt legs before she saw the body.

Euphemia looked up at her husband, voice calm but filled with urgency, “He’s lost a lot of blood, Monty…”

Mr. Potter nodded, “I’m going to notify St. Mungo’s and send an owl to Dumbledore.” He swiftly left the room as she passed through the doorway.

“Is he going to be okay, Mum?” James was crying.

Remus heard her footsteps and met her eyes. There was fear there. Pure, unfiltered fear. She’d never seen that in his face, even after his worst transformations.

“James, darling, help me move him upstairs to the extra bedroom,” Euphemia motioned for her son and Remus to help lift the body from the floor.

As Mrs. Potter rose to her feet, she saw Sirius lying on the wooden floor unconscious, bleeding profusely from his head.

#remus lupin x reader #remus lupin angst #remus lupin fanfiction #remus lupin fluff #marauders era fanfiction #harry potter fanfiction #marauders fanfiction #marauders fic #sirius black fanfiction #sirius black x reader #sirius black angst #sirius black imagine #sirius black fic #marauders x reader #remus lupin x you #sirius black x you #james potter fluff #Sirius Black slow burn

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miuarchiv · 11 months ago

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MIUarchiv is a small group of friends with common interests. Without a joint effort, access to certain publications and files wouldn't be possible. The knowledge of each member could serve as a source for cross-referencing. Similarly, the purpose of MIUarchiv is to share information so that anyone interested in WS can avoid wasting time and money on duplicate research, and to cease the spread of long-standing misunderstandings. We share for free, although research is not always cost-free for us.

As the main maintainer of this account, I wrote all these posts in the hope that the knowledge of other enthusiasts could provide more opportunities for my research on WS, and I have indeed received a lot of gratitude and insight. So I do demand that all reposts to other platforms cite the link to the source, or else what I have done will be nothing but work without pay, as the source is easily lost after being reposted several times. Just like when I first saw a blurry photo of Dr Lang's memoir illustration, the source was already unattributable. It then took us quite some time to reread RD's book, locate Dr Lang's memoir, and borrow it from a Swiss library. Still, I do not know who else was interested in this book and whether they had any other discoveries.

CITE THE SOURCE, it is not that hard.

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kohakutouwoah · 1 year ago

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Remember when I said Noah Shimeji coming tomorrow?

I LIED. ITS COMING TODAY!!! NOAH ON YOUR COMPUTER!

Here is the image folder for Noah: https://drive.google.com/drive/folders/1ZzOBasdd8yrLCyn4gFtGiU2dtke9qQDs?usp=sharing

Just put the folder in the img folder (where you put Lindsay) and you're good!

I speedran this in 2 days. TYLER IS NEXT!!!

How to download:

You need Java for this, btw!

Windows:

Download the original Shimeji: https://kilkakon.com/shimeji/

Add this file to the img folder: https://drive.google.com/drive/folders/1ZzOBasdd8yrLCyn4gFtGiU2dtke9qQDs?usp=sharing

*You need to have the original shimeji or else the code will break. You can disable them in the hidden icons! (Right click on the icon, click choose shimeji, then uncheck the default.)

Download this Zip file (Includes Lindsay, Tyler, and Alejandro!): https://drive.google.com/drive/folders/1KhKLHRxMz6uLoqhfOuk3LE_Ix56O3mgR?usp=sharing

Mac:

Download the port for mac: https://www.deviantart.com/lavendersnek/art/Shimeji-for-macOS-2021-ver-896442701

Follow the instructions here: https://github.com/LavenderSnek/ShimejiEE-cross-platform/releases

4. Add this file to the img folder: https://drive.google.com/drive/folders/1ZzOBasdd8yrLCyn4gFtGiU2dtke9qQDs?usp=sharing

*You can delete all the default shimejis and just have Noah!

Again, this isn't actually a virus, lol. The most they can do is throw your screens around and you can disable that.

Here are some screenshots of Noah!

*Oh, and you should totally get Lindsay too! *Tyler's also here! He's a little clumsy but we love him anyway.

#noah td #td noah #total drama #shimeji #His pickup animation is my favorite lol #He's so annoyed

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bellmotif · 8 months ago

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looking for acpc scrapbook memories videos

hello pocket camp community

recently i created this playlist collecting acpc scrapbook memories videos before it's too late and they become lost media. as of right now this is the largest collection of these videos.

unfortunately, some scrapbook memories were never uploaded to youtube for public viewing and, as i discovered, most animal crossing wikis aren't even aware of the cookies these memories come from.

that's why I'm asking you, mayors, campers, and reps: if you're a pocket camp player or have any recordings of any scrapbook memories, or you want to spend some tickets and chase some rarities, check this list to see what memories are missing and consider recording and posting them publicly on YouTube.

(please make sure that they're not flagged as content for kids, since I won't be able to add them to the playlist, and that you're not planning to delete your channel or private the videos any time soon. or ideally ever)

you can link them in replies to this post or, if you don't want to upload it yourself for whatever reason, upload them on a disk or any file sharing platform and drop the link in my dms - I'll upload it directly to my channel.

thank you ❤️

#animal crossing #animal crossing: pocket camp #animal crossing: pocket camp complete #animal crossing pocket camp #acpc #acpcc #pocket camp #acpc camp #acpc complete #acpc community #animal crossing community #scrapbook memories

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zentreyatwitchvods · 11 months ago

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650 VODS PUBLISHED!! ON THE ROAD TO 800!!

Hello geckos! Ready for another big update? This time we have good, but also some bad news as well, unfortunately. Let’s start with the good news.

How many vtubers do you know that keep a VODs channel? Surprisingly there are not many! Today the costs of file storage are very low but despite that many vtubers and their communities still choose not to keep them. And thus countless moments are completely lost forever, "like tears in the rain"...

We know that there are many other vtubers in our community, and to them we’d like to say: the memories you create with your own communities and friends is very precious, worth sharing, literally capable of transforming lives as you bring so much joy to the people who watch you, and countless more who are yet to find your amazing content.

650 VODS!

We’re glad to inform our lovely gecko community that we have just crossed the mark of 650 VODs published! That’s right. The Zentreya Twitch VODs channel is now a strong candidate to become one of the largest vtuber archives on the internet, thanks to an absolutely incredible community who loves and cares for our kamioshi, and was able to record literally thousands and thousands of hours of Zen. But there’s more! Right now we are strong on the road to 800 VODs as we prepare the next batch of 100 to be uploaded, which is an amazing number that we expect to be crossing in the next few months.

DeadPark

For this current batch of more than 100 VODs that have already been published recently, we would like to, once again, thank DeadPark for this incredible contribution, straight out of their personal backups. We’re also going to work together on publishing the next 100 VODs, mostly from 2022 (Cyborg Zen 1.0 era)! DeadPark keeps a website entirely dedicated to retro games, with news, articles and more. So, to all the fans of retro games, go check out their website at https://DeadPark.com. Also, feel free to follow them on Twitter/X: https://x.com/DeadParkGames/ Thank you so much! OUTFIT DEBUT RE-UPLOADS

Again, thanks to DeadPark, we’re about to start re-uploading Zen’s outfit debuts in 1080p very soon now, and this includes her 2D and 3D outfits as requested by the fans. We already have all of them available on the channel, but mostly in 720p. So stay tuned for the re-uploads! MORE TIMESTAMPS!

Wade Tunnell

We also would like to thank once again Wade Tunnell for the absolutely incredible work on timestamping literally hundreds of Zen’s VODs! All the 100 recent VODs have already been timestamped, and while we prepare another batch of VODs to be published he’s been also very kindly doing the same for some of the old VODs as well. Thank you very much Wade!

And now, to the bad news... A COPYRIGHT STRIKE... Unfortunately there are some bumps on the road, and YouTube keeps getting in the way. On April 27, 2024, the channel received a copyright strike (our first one) due to one of the songs played during Zen’s stream.

That stream was a sponsored one, and she had acquired proper authorization beforehand to play that specific song during that stream on Twitch, but unfortunately different platforms means different rules, and YouTube has been on a true crackdown on copyrighted content for a while now. So the entire VOD containing that specific song got deleted by YouTube immediately after the upload, and the channel remained under the effect of said strike for the next 90 days after that. Some of you have already noticed that there was a slowdown on the uploads during that period. We had to take extra care with what to upload, and there’s a few VODs that still need to undergo a special attention in order to be re-uploaded, and this extra care will have to be kept moving forward. But there’s still a lot of old VODs to be uploaded along with the recent ones as well. We will try to re-upload that specific VOD from the image above (the one that caused the copyright strike), but we need to find time to do some research and decide how to appropriately edit it first.

For the people who are not familiarized with how YouTube works, if a channel receives 3 copyright strikes within a specific time frame, the ENTIRE channel gets mercilessly deleted! Now, that is truly scary… So, the same way that this channel got reactivated by the efforts of Zen’s community, we encourage anyone to download any videos that you want from here and from her Twitch channel (they get automatically deleted from there after 2 months, and we just keep re-uploading them on YouTube). We never know what’s gonna happen tomorrow, and if anything YouTube has proven time and time again that it just cannot be trusted.

While re-uploading the VODs from here to another YouTube channel can possibly cause problems to you and Zen due to YouTube’s Duplicate Content Policy, we encourage anyone who wishes to preserve their most cherished memories and can afford to the costs of storage, of course, to download them for themselves and save them on your own hard drives. After all, it’s thanks to this practice that this channel could be re-activated in the first place. We know this all sounds frustrating, but unfortunately this seems to be the best we can do at the moment. We will keep uploading them to this channel for the time being for the sake of keeping an archive online in one place. But the best source to get the best VODs is still on Zen’s official Twitch channel, and by downloading them from there while they're still fresh it’s guaranteed that you will always get the best quality of all.

OTHER THREATS TO THE CHANNEL...

In the recent months we’ve seen popping up here and there rumors that major record labels such as Universal Music and others are pulling their music from TikTok and other apps and social networks in general. Apparently this is happening in preparation for the release of their own direct-to-consumer services. We can’t prove this, but such moves coincide with some strange behaviors that we have been observing on YouTube recently and that has been causing some trouble for this channel in the background.

Some people are starting to complain that old VODs are disappearing from this channel. We have found out that some VODs that have been published months, even years ago, videos that have been given lots of likes and comments, have now been partially or even 100% blocked by YouTube due to copyrighted songs and/or video excerpts that were played during Zen’s streams. Some of these songs and videos have been on YouTube since forever, some of them played thousands and thousands of times, but only recently seems to have been mysteriously claimed.

Old VODs that have been blocked recently.

This means that YouTube has begun retroactively scanning through old videos looking for more copyrighted contents to block. This poses a constant threat to all the work that have been done up until now, as we keep seeing old VODs being blocked every now and then. The way we deal with this is to apply the muting tools provided by YouTube to the troubled videos and pray for it to work. One of the options provided is to use YouTube’s built-in AI to remove the copyrighted song from the background while preserving Zen’s voice. This results in a significant drop in the audio quality of these segments, and Zen's voice sounds like she is speaking from an old radio or phone line (if you have come across any of such segments, now you know why). Sometimes this tool doesn’t work at all, and the only way is to mute the whole claimed segment, which is heartbreaking. Fortunately it only spans from a few seconds to some minutes. But there are some VODs with hours-worth of segments claimed. And when the content claimed is a video excerpt, the only tool available is to cut off the entire claimed segment from the VOD, including the video, rendering it truncated and losing continuity.

This only proves that YouTube is definitely not the best place to store the VODs, as it is not future-proof, despite millions of people around the world using it all the time. Again, we encourage anyone to download any VODs that you want, especially while they’re still fresh on Zen’s Twitch channel, because the quality of the video there is also quite superior when compared to YouTube.

Now, onto some other news...

PLAYLISTS

Because we are speeding up the upload of the next 100 VODs from 2022 (along with the most recent streams) we won’t be focusing on creating more playlists at this moment, but we have started adding more Playlists as well, such as collabs, RWBY, D&D and New outfit debut! There's tons of VODs yet to be added to those Playlists, but take this as a sneak peak of what this is going to be. Basically tons of Playlists with themes, dates, games, etc.

VOD REQUESTS

As you all probably have noticed, we are not currently publishing the VODs in any particular order, because we are still focusing on uploading the old ones, and dealing with YouTube behind the scenes is much more complicate than it may sound like. But many of the ones uploaded in recent months have been requests from the community. Whenever you guys comment requesting a VOD we take note of them and notify you back by replying to your comments as soon as we upload them. Unfortunately we were not able to find some of them yet, but as soon as we get a new VOD we quickly scan them to see if it matches any existing request. Please, feel free to keep suggesting more VODs in the comments section, as this channel is all about keeping memories alive.

A HUGE THANK YOU!

Thank you very much for all the love and support for Zentreya, the other VShojo members, their friends, the mods, and for our VODs channel, for all the likes and lovely comments! You are all always so amazing and it’s always great to see you! You guys make all this work worthwhile. We truly hope that all this effort brings you more ways to watch our favorite vtuber and relive so many great moments. Please, feel free to contact us if you would like to contribute with one or more VODs that you believe we don’t have.

Rayterni

I am Rayterni, I’ve been one of the artists of Zen’s community, currently in charge of the uploads to the VODs channel, and you can contact me via a DM on Discord (look for the name in purple on the right column or do a quick search on the #music-channel), or you can always find me on Twitter: https://x.com/Rayterni. I will answer you ASAP. I even have some tutorials already on the best way we can get your files transferred over to us to be uploaded to the channel, and it's not complicate. You will be credited with the collaboration as always on the next update with a thank you message and a link to your page, if you so desire. You can also choose to contact the mods directly on Discord (look for the names in yellow) or on Twitter: Shadow Ben: https://x.com/Shadow_Ben95 and Barefoot Ellecktric: https://x.com/BarefootElleck.

Zentreya's mods: Barefoot Ellecktric and Shadow Ben

Ben is one of Zen’s oldest mods and created this channel years ago to support her. He is currently going through some hardships, and to those who have read this entire update I would like to kindly ask you to take a moment to go to his Twitter and, please, consider helping out our friend: https://x.com/Shadow_Ben95/status/1793985473528152143 For more context, please go here: https://x.com/Shadow_Ben95/status/1778985543218442262 Thank you so very much in advance for your kindness!

AND THAT'S IT FOR NOW! We’ll be back for the 800 VODs and hopefully with even more good news for everyone! Keep watching Zen on Twitch: https://www.twitch.tv/zentreya. She has just crossed the half million followers there and on Twitter: https://x.com/zentreya. We leave you here with another list of suggested VODs to watch from the recent batch:

And as Zen says:

“Stay safe everyone! Stay awesome! Stay strong! And as always… Rock on!” 🤘

Finally! Zen's 27h stream gets published, in 3 parts!