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unfortunate news, i might straight up lose access to tumblr because i’m almost exclusively a mobile user and my phone is too old to update past ios 16 💀💀
(if any elden ring fans out there want me to give you ownership of the elden ring tumblr community so it won’t have no one to moderate it other than me like twice a month when i occasionally turn on my pc, this would be the ideal time)
#speaketh#IDEALLY i will be getting a phone upgrade soonish#but it’s not guaranteed LMAO#i also hate using it in browser SO much#(also someone please take over as admin there i always forget to check it and turning off notifs for posts also#takes away notifs for like ppl reporting bots n stuff it’s so bad)
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oh its specialty dash i havent experienced it in a hot moment
#<<insomniac vampire speaking>> mun post#(this version has existed for several years just people either desktop browser or use the app)#(-has experienced it as the default for mobile browser use of the website & had to use it for quite some time-)#(i dont hate it but i dont like it that's for sure also jarring to experience again out of the blue)#(its also wild to use when barely conscious and on a bigger screen)#(they also i think made it worst? so like they've been messing with its ui that much more and smh)
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“I hate to say it!” He yelled over the sound of the rain. “I don’t think my jacket is doing shit to keep us dry!”
Y/N couldn’t help her laugh, the buzz from the wine making her much more agreeable than she had been when they’d first gone out. She would admit she could be a little grumpy when she was rushed and Harry had been hounding her about getting there in time, but he also knew a little red wine and a good serving of bread with the garlic and oil combination would calm her down. It always did.
“No shit!” She cackled, though made no attempt to remove it from their heads. Her entire body was soaked. Dress dripping, droplets over her hair as it bunched together in sopping strands. Her sandals were useless to protect her feet from the wet, cool rain and their traction was shit. Thankfully the cobblestones had some sort of grit.
When she'd agreed to take a spur of the moment trip with her boyfriend, she hadn't expected to be walking back to the apartment he owned in the small coastal town in Italy in pouring rain- but it was something she knew she would probably remember forever.
"It's not that bad though!" He spoke loudly so she could hear him over the rain. "At least it isn't freezing. Got caught in a downpour in London a while back n'I got that nasty cold. Remember?" Y/N did remember. He was a big baby when he was sick and it had been the first time she had taken care of him. It was only when she called his mum for her soup recipe that she filled her in on how Harry milked it for attention. She still indulged regardless.
"Okay, true, but I want to get back so can you walk a little faster?" He was a little too slow for the pace they should be going. "Having those long giraffe legs should help you out!"
"Giraffe legs?" He sputtered, stopping in the middle of the street. Y/N yelped as he pulled the jacket down and the rain drops began splashing directly on her head and face. They were big, bouncing off her skin as she lifted her hand over her forehead to try to keep her eyes clear.
"Harry! What is wrong with you?"
"You said I had giraffe legs! We're on a romantic walk back in the rain during the Italian summer n'you're going around calling me an animal."
"I never said you were an animal, you pest! I said you had the legs of one-" Y/N couldn't finish her sentence. Slightly cool, soft and most definitely wet lips found hers, the hand protecting her eyes pulled down by his hand as he tugged her body into his own.
It was like everything she was saying left her brain. Getting a kiss from him as the rain poured down over them seemed to reset her, body melting like the wicked witch into his body. Arms wrapping around his shoulders, she lifted up on her tip toes and kept the kiss going regardless of how soaked her face was getting. Tasting the wine on his tongue was far more important.
A whimper left her throat as he pulled back from her with a smile, nose nudging against hers. "Shush. Just let me be romantic, yeah? Can tell me all about what animals I remind you of tomorrow. Just want to kiss you for a minute."
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If you want to kill yourself so badly just do it; you fucking coward. I'm serious, I think you should. All I see on your blog is e-begging and godawful cringe art that looks like something a kindergartener threw up after eating too many crayons. 'Autistic' and 'trans woman' in the same bio is redundant, and so is your contribution to society. Stop pretending to be a woman, stop pretending to be worth a damn, either get a life or end it.
you are such an interesting weird little embarrassing creature because why did you use a semicolon there. thats not where a semicolon goes. "you fucking coward" is not an independent clause lmao.
anyway youre weird. lmao like. shut up lol why are you so obsessed with me but so ableist and transphobic. if i kill myself are you gonna get another tenant to live in your head rent free or will you just board up the place because your head is full of mould and you drank too much landlord white paint
anyways im not gonna kms because YOU told me to lmao if i kms its gonna be because the worlds on fire but yknow. gonna try my best not to.
im also gonna drop my paypal and kofi here AGAIN for FUNSIES and SPITE :3 seeing as thats all i have to do to make such a piece of human garbage angry why wouldnt i!!!
but maybe im gonna go a liiiiiiiiiittle bit further with the retribution today. maybe just being spiteful isnt enough. lemme tell you a lil story my hateful little venomous tadpole
several people have said at this point that whoever is sending me anon hate whenever i make a donations post has to be the same person. which is very interesting because in fact they are correct!! i have enough information now to confirm objectively yes they were right!!!!
so like you say im not worth a damn?? thats crazy because you have spent a LOT of time thinking about me. i know, objectively, youre the same person sending me other rude messages because using technology™ i can literally see your ip address and where you navigated to my blog from and you came to my blog DIRECTLY lmao
you have, on multiple occasions, typed dajo42.tumblr.com into your fucking browser and navigated directly to me to send me some anon hate that has only escalated in severity as weeks have gone by
but not the first time!! the first time you came to my blog from a totally innocent post i made about a pokemon npc who likes trains. this, somehow, filled you with enough vitriol at my existence to send me endless, endless anon hate, regularly. you come back r e g u l a r l y.
so based on all your messages you hate me for being autistic, for being trans, for asking for donations when im struggling, for drawing cute things, for asking for wishlist items for funsies,,,,,,, and youve decided to escalate that to the point of telling me to kill myself when im having a depressive episode??????
so i was gonna ask if theres anything you DONT hate but i cant do that,, because i know theres one thing i made you do enjoy. its another thing i know about you for sure because sometimes just clicking anonymous on these messages isnt gonna fully ensure your anonymity. because i happen to know from the aforementioned list of times you have visited my blog that during one of your visits you viewed a specific post on my blog and,,, liked and reblogged it,,,,,,,,, and yknow, looking through the blogs of the people in the notes on that post, theres only one person who talks with so much hate like you do, acts like you do, and posted recently about the college they attend, which, to the shock of nobody, is in the specific region of the united states of america that your ip address is in
and fuck like, wouldnt it be so funny if you also had your first name and a selfie on your blog and i could just straight up send an email full of fun screenshots to the college you attend who i have to imagine wouldnt be altogether thrilled to know one of their students is actively harassing people online and telling them to kill themselves
wouldnt that be so funny Liam?
:3
anyways,, to piss you off yet again,,,,,,,, if you like supporting disabled autistic trans women online you can via paypal and kofi if you can and want to help me be able to afford food and meds or if your name is liam and you go to salt lake community college and want to make it up to me for being so nasty. go bruins
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My earliest memory of 4chan was sitting up late at night, typing its URL into my browser, and scrolling through a thread of LOLcat memes, which were brand-new at the time.
Back then a photoshop of a cat saying "I can has cheezburger" or an image of an owl saying “ORLY?” was, without question, the funniest thing my 14-year-old brain had ever laid eyes on. So much so, I woke my dad up by laughing too hard and had to tell him that I was scrolling through pictures of cats at 2 in the morning. Later, I would become intimately familiar with the site’s much more nefarious tendencies.
It's strange to look back at 4chan, apparently wiped off the internet entirely last week by hackers from a rival message board, and think about how many different websites it was over its more than two decades online. What began as a hub for internet culture and an anonymous way station for the internet's anarchic true believers devolved over the years into a fan club for mass shooters, the central node of Gamergate, and the beating heart of far-right fascism around the world—a virus that infected every facet of our lives, from the slang we use to the politicians we vote for. But the site itself had been frozen in amber since the George W. Bush administration.
It is likely that there will never be a site like 4chan again—which is, likely, a very good thing. But it had also essentially already succeeded at its core project: chewing up the world and spitting it back out in its own image. Everything—from X to Facebook to YouTube—now sort of feels like 4chan. Which makes you wonder why it even needed to still exist.
"The novelty of a website devoted to shock and gore, and the rebelliousness inherent in it, dies when your opinions become the official policy of the world's five or so richest people and the government of the United States," the Onion CEO and former extremism reporter Ben Collins tells WIRED. “Like any ostensibly nihilist cultural phenomenon, it inherently dies if that phenomenon itself becomes The Man.”
My first experience with the more toxic side of the site came several years after my LOLcat all-nighter, when I was in college. I was a big Tumblr user—all my friends were on there—and for about a year or so, our corner of the platform felt like an extension of the house parties we would throw. That cozy vibe came crashing down for me when I got doxed the summer going into my senior year. Someone made a “hate blog” for me—one of the first times I felt the dark presence of an anonymous stranger’s digital ire, and posted my phone number on 4chan.
They played a prank that was popular on the site at the time, writing in a thread that my phone number was for a GameStop store that had a copy of the ultra-rare video game Battletoads. I received no less than 250 phone calls over the next 48 hours asking if I had a copy of the game.
Many of the 4chan users that called me mid-Battletoad attack left messages. I listened to all of them. A pattern quickly emerged: young men, clearly nervous to even leave a message, trying to harass a stranger for, seemingly, the hell of it. Those voicemails have never left me in the 15 years I've spent covering 4chan as a journalist.
I had a front-row seat to the way those timid men morphed into the violent, seething underbelly of the internet. The throbbing engine of reactionary hatred that resented everything and everyone simply because resentment was the only language its users knew how to speak. I traveled the world in the 2010s, tracing 4chan’s impact on global democracy. I followed it to France, Germany, Japan, and Brazil as 4chan's users became increasingly convinced that they could take over the planet through racist memes, far-right populism, and cyberbullying. And, in a way, they did. But the ubiquity of 4chan culture ended up being an oddly Pyrrhic victory for the site itself.
Collins, like me, closely followed 4chan's rise in the 2010s from internet backwater to unofficial propaganda organ of the Trump administration. As he sees it, once Elon Musk bought Twitter in 2022 there was really no point to 4chan anymore. Why hide behind anonymity if a billionaire lets you post the same kind of extremist content under your real name and even pays you for it?
4chan’s “user base just moved into a bigger ballpark and started immediately impacting American life and policy," Collins says. "Twitter became 4chan, then the 4chanified Twitter became the United States government. Its usefulness as an ammo dump in the culture war was diminished when they were saying things you would now hear every day on Twitter, then six months later out of the mouths of an administration official."
But understanding how 4chan went from the home of cat memes to a true internet bogeyman requires an understanding of how the site actually worked. Its features were often overlooked amid all the conversations about the site's political influence, but I'd argue they were equally, if not more, important.
4chan was founded by Christopher “Moot” Poole when he was 15. A regular user on slightly less anarchic comedy site Something Awful, Poole created a spinoff site for a message board there called “Anime Death Tentacle Rape Whorehouse.” Poole was a fan of the Japanese message board 2chan, or Futaba Channel, and wanted to give Western anime fans their own version, so he poorly translated the site's code and promoted his new site, 4chan, to Something Awful's anime community. Several core features were ported over in the process.
4chan users were anonymous, threads weren't permanent and would time out or "404" after a period of inactivity, and there were dozens of sub-boards you could post to. That unique combination of ephemerality, anonymity, and organized chaos proved to be a potent mix, immediately creating a race-to-the-bottom gutter culture unlike anything else on the web. The dark end point of the techno-utopianism that built the internet. On 4chan you were no one, and nothing you did mattered unless it was so shocking, so repulsive, so hateful that someone else noticed and decided to screenshot it before it disappeared into the digital ether.
"The iconic memes that came out of 4chan are because people took the time to save it, you know? And the fact that nobody predicted, nobody could predict or control what was saved or what wasn't saved, I think, is really, really fascinating," Cates Holderness, Tumblr's former head of editorial, tells WIRED.
Still, 4chan was more complicated than it looked from the outside. The site was organized into dozens of smaller sections, everything from comics to cooking to video games to, of course, pornography. Holderness says she learned to make bread during the pandemic thanks to 4chan's cooking board. (Full disclosure: I introduced Holderness to 4chan way back in 2012.)
"When I switched to sourdough, I got really good pointers," she says.
Holderness calls 4chan the internet's “Wild West” and says its demise this month felt appropriate in a way. The chaos that defined 4chan, both the good and the very, very bad, has largely been paved over by corporate platforms and their algorithms now.
Our feeds deliver us content; we don't have to hunt for it. We don't have to sit in front of a computer refreshing a page to find out whether we're getting a new cat meme or a new manifesto. The humanness of that era of the web, now that 4chan is gone, is likely never coming back. And we'll eventually find out if that's a good thing or a bad thing.
"The snippets that we have of what 4chan was—it's all skewed,” Holderness says. “There is no record. There's no record that can ever encapsulate what 4chan was."
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Poly! MoonBerryCake x Reader Pt. 6.5
AN: Okay i was in the middle of writing a/the clean browser history request when this came in (Idk if it's posted yet or not, depends how i feel lol) and immediately dropped everything to laugh and scribble a few ideas. I did finish the CBH request before starting this but the entire time I was giggling. AND Part 7 will be in the works at some point, but I'm working on some other requests before that <3
I wasn't gonna post this tonight but I hit 50 followers so let's celebrate:)
I haven't posted rules yet, which is coming, I'm just formatting it lol, but I'm comfortable with most things! I originally am a smut writer and so not very much can make me uneasy. That being said, for this blog I will not write any smut to stay respectful to Qwuel's wishes :) But things like this? I think are hilarious and absolutely on the table.
That trend is so funny to. For those who don't know, it's basically one person holding the camera, looking completely fine saying "Us after pound town" and then panning over to their partner, who looks, for lack of a better term, absolutely wrecked. There are a few DW takes on it on tiktok and I like every single one of them. :)
-> Part One
-> Part Two
-> Part Three
-> Part Four
-> Part Five
-> Part Six
Warning: More mature themes, nothing explicit but more mature nonetheless, talks and references to sex/ sexual activity but again, nothing explicit.
☁ Okay, okay, so this can go two ways here.
☁ The Broke take: Astro and Sprout split the roles of the more 'Dom' party.
☁ Both are mains, who are statistically stronger, faster, more evolved than the commons- like you and Cosmo. So it makes sense that they take the more upfront and steady role.
☁ Even on runs in previous parts, I've kind of played with that a bit. Both are settled individuals who have been practically trained to be in front of the camera and spotlight- no matter how much they hate it.
☁ I don't think that changes much after the breakout, honestly. I think after they've returned to their own forms and have had time to become reacquainted with not only themselves, but everyone else, they still hold that aura of main.
☁ Because there is a way about the mains that just...exonerates their status even if they don't mean for it too. It's in their designs and how they walk, and talk, bolstered from their times with their handlers.
☁ So it makes sense that within their relationship, they kind of take that responsibility as well.
☁ I find with Sprout especially as he's protective to a fault this is true? Like I've talked before about how you all stress him out, but it's because he cares so much it practically chokes him.
☁ While he does love good fun and being a menace in his own way- we'll get into that later- he also wants what's best for you all. So he's making sure you're eating and drinking water, taking care of yourself no matter what.
☁ Especially after the pudding cup fiasco. He keeps such an eye on the pudding inventory in the building after that, those who weren't there start worrying for him.
☁ Astro is similar in the sense that he wants the best for you all, but he goes about it in a different way. He's a very quiet individual outside of the private times he shares with you all, so he has to be sneaky about it. He has a reputation or so he's told.
☁ Bro is shadow the hedgehog coded /hj
☁ He shows his love in softer, quieter gestures. Like when he checked your forehead during the Blu incident? It was all he could think to do in that moment without freaking out. He does the smaller gestures because he's always so close to the precipice of panic when it comes to any of yours health. Bro is not chill, will never be chill, never wants to be chill.
☁ He and Shelly are BFFS, and as I said in her thing, she gets frantic when her partner gets hurt. Guess where she got that from. She got it from Baby Astro, crying for the handlers every time she so much as skinned a knee.
☁ He got more discreet about it as he grew up, but it never truly went away.
☁ So now that I've gotten that all out of the way, :)
☁ They are just as generous as lovers as they are as just like...beings.
☁ When it comes to you and Cosmo, nothing is off limits. Nothing is too much to ask for. You guys so much as breath and it has a hint of a thought of want for anything (Except pudding.) and it's yours.
☁ They probably have moods where, like the meme above, you and Cosmo need them to pick up your slack because asking you to do anything other than lay there is too much.
☁ Again, these two have different ways of showing aftercare.
☁ Astro's is soft, gentle massages and damp clothes being held by his star shards so you can reach them when you're ready. He's whispering and cooing all sorts of praises about how well you did for him and carrying you and Cosmo literally everywhere necessary.
☁ I don't know when I made carrying you guys Astro's thing, but it is now.
☁ Anyway, he's never very far from either of you and practically demands you two stick close to each other if nothing else so he can keep a close eye on both of you. If one of you absolutely demands to move somewhere and he's pinned by the other while Sprout is getting snacks or something, he's using his star shards as helping hands.
☁ He's always mindful of your own routines as well. For example, Cosmo puts a lot of care into his tail, which evidently gets ruffled and scuffed during the tussle against the bed, so he goes out of his way to learn how to properly care for it and making sure the process is as comfortable for Cosmo as possible.
☁ If you have a certain lotion or ointment you prefer, he always keeps it nearby so he can help you regardless if you can do it yourself or not.
☁ Whenever you or Cosmo try to do it yourselves, he's swatting your hands and doing it himself anyway, shooting you a stern look if you continue to whine about it. If you continue trying to do it, he isn't against using his extra hands to pin your own to the bed as he goes about caring for you.
☁ If you and Cosmo think there's no way he can catch you both, man oh man do I have some news for you. Because he can and he will. He's got an extra pair of hands and those star shards of his? He's got incredible control over them and literally makes a fool out of whoever thought they could outrun them.
☁ C'mon, you can barely stand and you think you're outrunning those bad boys?
☁ For all Astro jokes about Sprout being the Warden, he actually plays the part much better. By the time Sprout returns, you both are cleaned and subdued with Astro looking like the cat that caught the canary.
☁ Speaking of Sprout, he knows Astro has you both beat even with one set of hands tied behind his back. So once he's sure you and Cosmo are both okay and contingent enough you don't immediately whine when he's out of reach, he's showing his love in the way we already knows he does.
☁ He's getting you and Cosmo your favorite after care treats and water, along with things for himself and Astro, before returning, taking some of the burden off of Astro.
☁ He's the tallest out of all of you, so he too can also carry you quite easily. If by some miracle, one of you stubbornly gets out of Astro's reach, he's right there, picking you up like you weigh nothing. To him? You probably don't.
☁ He's a cheeky little asshole though, poking yours and Cosmo's cheek as you sip on water with that cocky little smirk, making you shove him away with a hand in his face. His go to move when that happens is to grab the hand and use it to pull the rest of you into his lap, nuzzling into your head with a laugh. You just didn't understand how cute you were to him, did you?
☁ Sidebar: I said they had moods, but with Sprout? Practically a given with him. With his stamina, he's got energy for days and knows it, which is why he takes a good portion of the aftercare that requires moving past what Astro can reach with the star shards.
☁ Rest assured though, neither Sprout nor Astro so much as think about moving until you and Cosmo are both soothed enough to handle the lack of personal attention.
☁ They have their favorite ways to end sessions too.
☁ Astro loves watching movies and cuddling in a big pile of kisses and limbs and laughter. It's literally his favorite thing in the world. He admittedly needs the contact for a little longer than Sprout does, loving the constant connection that comes with the bliss. You and Cosmo are quick to fall asleep during that too and he knows you're having good dreams since you're so close to him, so that's also an added bonus.
☁ Sprout can go either way. He likes the movies and cuddle pile, more so if you and Cosmo fall asleep. Not only are you two getting the rest you deserve, but it gives him the opportunity to turn his attention to Astro, smothering the celestial in all the love and adoration he can handle. But-
☁ He also enjoys doing any sort of group activity afterwards if you and Cosmo feel up to it. He's more than willing to hoist one of you on his back and trot into the kitchen, with Astro carrying the other one behind him, going on and on about what he could make or what they want to feel better.
☁ Food is literally such a big love language to him and he tries to show it at every possible opportunity.
☁ Bonus points if you and Cosmo are sitting there, licking your wounds as you groan to each other over all the things that are sore. He doesn't like that your in any sort of pain, obviously, but it makes him laugh at how big of babies you could actually be.
☁ Less bonus points if someone comes in and asks what attacked you two. Sprout can't stop his cackles fast enough as Astro chokes on his spit. It's just too funny watching you two scramble to answer that, turning a bright cherry red as you shoot them both glares. He's sure Cosmo absolutely combusts at the question, making him laugh even harder.
☁ Now, that was the broke take.
☁ The WOKE take: You and Cosmo top their bottom asses like it's no problem.
☁ You and Cosmo are both commons, which while not as strong as the mains, I'd like to argue are much tougher. In game they get an additional hit point, so I like to think if you're a common, you can take a punch or two and still get back up.
☁ This is carried over to the rest of your life of course. You and Cosmo are less likely to whine over injuries like minor burns or papercuts, you probably regularly playfully rough house with Cosmo because the other two whine about it. Hell, even by being a distractor alone, you're fast and don't take anyone's shit.
☁ Because everyone is so quick to blame the distractor if they get hit, you very quickly learned to become assertive and lay out a plan so if they deviate, it's their fault. You've grown accustomed to the other toons whining and snapping at you, especially in the beginning when getting research without Rodger seemed like a hopeless endeavor.
☁ So you have experience with toons fighting you on your every decision and quickly laying down the law.
☁ As for Cosmo, he's a healer.
☁ ...I don't know if y'all main healers, but I do (Alongside Astro) and lemme tell ya. People are mean to healers. He's constantly getting into fights with the other toons if he doesn't heal them well enough or if they simply have a scratch and are begging for a full heal. He had to learn to hold his own fast, much in the same way you did.
☁ Not to mention heals. The reason he drops everything once a heal is called is because before you and the others got experienced and learned how to properly hide and do runs, he had to fight the others for heals. Rodger and him had gotten physical more than a few times as the magnifying glass tries grabbing the med-kit for him and Toodles while Cosmo needed it to heal you along with everyone else.
☁ So while he's sorry for stressing Sprout out when he does it, he admittedly isn't looking to really break that habit for worst case scenarios.
☁ That being said, again, Cosmo is tough. He isn't a soft pastry who's gonna crack at the first sight of conflict. He's used to shutting attitude down as it comes, and he's used to grey walling when arguing gets him nowhere.
☁ Sidebar 2: Cosmo would be such a good gentle parent bro. He doesn't confuse it with dismissive parenting and I just- UGH.
☁ Anyway, suffice to say that you and Cosmo both know how to be a dominant voice no matter where you are. Or who you're dealing with.
☁ One of the notes I've had scribbling for this entire time since I got this message was, and I quote:
☁ "Sprout's a brat. I'm actually his scarf so I know."
☁ And I stand by past me. She was right.
☁ Sprout is the biggest brat. I've said it before in the Healer! Reader one (I think), but he like...refuses to get healed. He'll fight Cosmo and Ginger on it. This, again, carries into whatever he does. He's stubborn and willing to play dirty to get what he wants.
☁ Only child syndrome or something. His handler only had one toon to handle, so it makes sense that he got used to having all the attention on him. He lowkey expects the same in a relationship. He wants you three to be as obsessed with him as he is with you, and while you are, he probably doesn't think that way sometimes.
☁ He thinks because he's taller he can get away with whatever he wants. He pushes and prods when you aren't giving him what he wants and probably thinks he can change your mind. Which is where that assertiveness from early comes in.
☁ Eeny meeny miney- Let's start with Cosmo. Cosmo is quick to just...not interact when Sprout gets into one of his moods. While normally he's all over you guys and your every whim, there is a kind of switch that flicks when the mood strikes Sprout that changes the interaction.
☁ I can't explain it but like, you know when your partner is being a brat for the sake of being a brat or when they genuinely want your attention. Like you know. And Cosmo? He knows.
☁ So when Sprout is being a bit of twat, he doesn't engage, does not interact, barely gives him a glance before returning to what he was doing.
☁ Like, he's not outwardly strong, but he's got enough muscle that when Sprout tries to throw himself onto Cosmo's back, as if to prove a point, Cosmo can hold the weight while also continuing to ice cookies. It's kind of funny actually.
☁ Of course, Sprout does do well with this and when he realizes he's not getting what he wants from Cosmo, he throws his equivalent of a fit. He cries and whines about "You don't love me anymore" and "I've been replaced by cookies."
☁ Cosmo has to really pry on his patience for that one.
☁ As for you, you deal with Sprout however you deem fit. If it's the same way as Cosmo, he's literally like a ticking time bomb, just waiting to blow up in your face. In which case, you and Cosmo have a great night ahead of you! If you chose a different, more punitive approach...it's still a great night ngl.
☁ Astro is like...the polar opposite. He needs to please and is so good at it too. He does have a hiccup in the sense that sometimes he gets too lost in the need to just be near one of you. While Cosmo's dealing with Sprout, Astro is probably with you, quite literally crawling in between whatever you're doing and you, perching himself in your lap to get your attention.
☁ He's like a cat. Worse. Blu isn't even as bad as he is.
☁Also? He bites. When he's not getting the attention he wants, Astro bites. Then acts like he didn't do anything.
☁ So deal with them as you please. They like it, trust, I'm actually Sprout's scarf.
☁ Afterwards, they are shells of the toons the were.
☁ They are such babies.
☁ They need constant attention and will complain if they don't get it- one much, much louder than the other.
☁ While you're trying to get damps cloths ready and towels and Astro's favorite lotion, you have star shards yanking at you, trying to pull you back the entire time even with Cosmo still right there.
☁ If Cosmo is grabbing water and snacks, he can still hear Sprout yelling at him from your room, literally just making noise for the sake of making noise even if Cosmo can hear the strain on his throat.
☁ By the time everything is cleaned and water and snacks are within arms reach, you and Cosmo are pinned. No choice about it. Maybe if you're lucky you'll have time to put on a movie or something, but if not, man sucks to be you.
☁ They need the constant touch. It admittedly comes from a fear of abandonment especially while they're so vulnerable.
☁I haven't gone into detail about my own headcanons about their handlers and I'm kind of split on it in all honesty. I think their handlers definitely cared for them deeply, but they were still humans and humans are flawed individuals especially when it comes to things like money. We know the founders were bad people, but I think their handlers were genuinely good people who were just told bad things. Which influenced how they cared for the toons.
☁ But that's another discussion for another day.
☁ Not to be that person, but everyone can tell when those two took it lying down, so to say. because even the next day you and Cosmo are always seen with at least one of them following you.
☁ Maybe you and Vee are discussing the aspects of bringing her game show back, but she can barely focus, too busy laughing at the sight of Sprout slumped over you, arms locked around you as he burrows into your shoulder. He hasn't moved since you sat down, immediately falling into you, and Vee is sure he's got no plans on moving or letting you move either.
☁ Or maybe it's Shelly, cooing at Astro, who's hiding in Cosmo's back, as the cake roll copies his recipes into his personal recipe book, laughing as star shards swat at her.
☁ Either way, they cling. They're velco babies at heart.
☁ But either way I think it's safe to say, either party, no matter which way it goes whether it be Fruitcake taking over or you and Astro or Astro and Cosmo or you and Sprout, it's safe to say the next day is a no-run day.
☁ Just in case :D
#dandy's world x reader#dandys world x reader#astro dandys world#astro novalite#astro x reader#cosmo doesn't have a last name#cosmo x reader#dandy's world astro novalite x reader#dandy's world cosmo#dandy's world sprout seedly#sprout seedly x reader#sprout seedly#dandys world sprout#sprout x reader#dandy's world cosmo x reader#moonberrycake x reader#moonberrycake
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Edit: the app launched and Is down- I have the initial apology video in a post here and I’m working on getting a full archive of their TikTok up ASAP. I’m letting the rest of this post remain since I do still stand by most of it and also don’t like altering things already in circulation.
Warning for criticism and what I’d consider some harsh to outright mean words:
So I’ve just been made aware of the project known of as ‘lore.fm’ and I’m not a fan for multiple reasons. For one this ‘accessibility’ tool complicates the process of essentially just using a screen reader (something native to all I phones specifically because this is a proposed IOS app) in utterly needless and inaccessible ways. From what I have been seeing on Reddit they have been shielding themselves (or fans of the project have been defending them) with this claim of being an accessibility tool as well to which is infuriating for so many reasons.
I plan to make a longer post explaining why this is a terrible idea later but I’ll keep it short for tonight with my main three criticisms and a few extras:
1. Your service requires people to copy a url for a fic then open your app then paste it into your app and click a button then wait for your audio to be prepared to use. This is needlessly complicating a process that exists on IOS already and can be done IN BROWSER using an overlay that you can fully control the placement of.
2. This is potentially killing your own fandom if it catches on with the proposed target market of xreader smut enjoyers because of only needing the link as mentioned above. You don’t have to open a fic to get a link this the author may potentially not even get any hits much less any other feedback. At least when you download a pdf you leave a hit: the download button is on the page with the fic for a reason. Fandom is a self sustaining eco system and many authors get discouraged and post less/even stop writing all together if they get low interaction.
3. Maybe we shouldn’t put something marketed as turning smut fanfic into audio books on the IOS App Store right now. Maybe with KOSA that’s a bad idea? Just maybe? Sarcasm aside we could see fan fiction be under even more legal threat if minors use this to listen to the content we know they all consume via sites like ao3 (even if we ask them not to) and are caught with it. Auditory content has historically been considered much more obscene/inappropriate than written content: this is a recipe for a disaster and more internet regulations we are trying to avoid.
I also have many issues with the fact that this is obviously redistributing fanfiction (thus violating the copyright we hold over our words and our plots) and removing control the author should have over their content and digital footprint. Then there is the fact that even though the creator on TikTok SAYS you can email to have your fic ‘excluded’ based on the way the demo works (pasting a link) I’m gonna assume that’s just to cover her ass/is utter bullshit. I know that’s harsh but if it walks like a duck and quacks like a duck it’s probably a duck.
I am all for women in stem- I’ve BEEN a woman in Stem- but this is not a cool girl boss moment. This is someone naive enough to think this will go over well at best or many other things (security risks especially) at worst.
In conclusion for tonight: I hope this person is a troll but there is enough hype and enough paid for web domains that I don’t think that’s the case. There are a litany of reasons every fanfic reader and writer should be against something like this existing and I’ll outline them all in several other posts later.
Do not email their opt out email address there is no saying what is actually happening with that data and it is simply not worth the risks it could bring up. I hate treating seemingly well meaning people like potential cyber criminals but I’ve seen enough shit by now that it’s better to be safe than sorry. You’re much safer just locking all your fics to account only. I haven’t yet but I may in the future if that is the only option.
If anyone wants a screen reader tutorial and a walk through of my free favorites as well as the native IOS screen reader I can post that later as well. Sorry for the heavy content I know it’s not my normal fare.
#it’s especially insulting the way this is marketed as solving a problem when the solution already exists#ableism#lore.fm#terrible app ideas that shouldn’t happen#serious#accessibility#screen readers#lore.fm should not launch#accessibility tools that are inherently ableist in design#I wish I was making this up
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Apologies if this has been asked before, but I'm working on an AU where Bill gets to go to the equivalent of Xavier's school for gifted children, and thus doesn't destroy an entire dimension in a desperate bid for validation. That of course begs the question, how much of Bill's personality is due to his upbringing, and how much is the trauma of the Massacre and beyond?
I typed a whole reply and then the browser crashed so, my apologies, instead of getting a thoughtful in-depth reply on each bullet point, you're getting the brusque bullet points with minimal elaboration (except for the last few points that I got a screenshot of before they crashed) because I don't wanna type all the detail again
But, here's a (less detailed) list of all the things we KNOW FOR A FACT are true about Bill and his personality as a child:
kids chanted "Cipher, Cipher, he's insane, starting fires with his brain" at him. so he couldn't (or wouldn't) hide his abilities; and he was likely weird or demonstrated behavioral problems that other kids called "insane"
he wanted the crusts cut off his sandwiches
he called his mom to let her know he was coming home from school
his parents say he called shoelaces "fascist" and didn't use them until he was 16
(So his parents lived until he was 16, at least)
He says: "Where I come from, everyone just followed whatever meaning was handed down to them, like ants blindly scrambling over each other's corpses for sugar. I learned from an early age that if I was going to make anything of myself, I was going to need to figure out my own meaning."
he says NOW that his family tried to snuff out his talents; so he probably felt the same way as a kid
as a small child he hated taking medicine (or at least if it was blinding him)
he could be bribed into taking meds with silly straws
Even though silly straws were connected to medical trauma, he still loves them now
The silly straw page says if you kill someone with one it becomes a serious straw; also on that spread a code says he's "bent out of shape" after his family's killed. It's possible these are supposed to be connected, and we're meant to believe he killed his family BEFORE the massacre, with a silly straw. But we can't say that for a fact; it's equally possible "the kill" meant the massacre and the serious straw joke is unrelated
the whole "the mayor declared me the best baby and handed out free knives" thing. It could be a total lie; I personally tend to assume it's a twisting of the truth, suggesting that bill was adored as a small child-either in spite of his strangeness, or before his strangeness manifested.
Even though it was "illegal" to talk about the third dimension, he did it (or tried to do it). So he was a rulebreaker already. (Either that, or it's a thing like Flatland where technically no one knew it wasn't allowed because no one knew it was a THING, until they learned too much and got tossed in jail. We have no way to know.)
That's all we know about what he was like and what he did as a kid.
It tells us very little about his childhood personality. The possibilities run the gamut from "sweet quiet kid bullied for being weird" to "teenage serial killer."
Everything else? WE DON'T KNOW whether he developed those traits as a kid or after the massacre. All we know is that he had to be the kind of person who would do the kind of thing that would end his universe. (But that can vary a LOT depending on how you assume his universe ended, how hard it was, and whether he could've known that would happen.)
I personally headcanon that by the time he was a teen, he was already alienated, resentful, and combative, and willing to manipulate people; and that it was because he had those traits that he was willing to do a fucked up thing that ended his universe.
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People should really consider using Tumblr mobile web instead of the app. It means your Tumblr account isn't directly beholden to app store companies, ie Apple and Google, so it hasn't experienced the automatic user settings changes to suppress mature content that ios and android users have both now experienced.
You're also taking your business away from app stores by using mobile web, especially if you pay for a tumblr subscription via an app store (I mean, idk who does lol but just saying). You'd still be using a browser app of course but you can choose which browser fits your needs & privacy level preferences (including choosing not to use Chrome), and deleting the Tumblr app is one less app downloaded, one less app scraping your personal information. It obviously doesn't impact what content is labeled as mature, but it's a drop in the bucket as far as making your Tumblr account one extra step removed from app store control.
Mobile web is the neglected stepchild of Tumblr updates, too, and that's a great thing lmao. The updates we do get are the ones that are more solid quality-of-life improvements and better tested before they get released, in my experience anyway.
Mobile web usually doesn't get all the flashy new updates right away or frequent UI changes that the apps get (I hate that kind of stuff so it's a plus for me lol), I find the UI much more straightforward and simple from my brief flings with the app, and experiences less bugginess from what I read on the @/changes official account.
So, app store is making it more difficult to access adult content? Don't use the app!
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Name: Whiteout
A/N: Hi guys! So when I said I came up with this storyline, I meant I only came up with chapter one lol. So writing this was a real struggle I had litterly had no inspiration, so I hope you guys like what I came up with. Also a anon said I should make a masterlist and I will be doing that, that will probs be posted tmrw! Again tysm for reading! <3
Summary: Paige and Azzi have been roommates all their college years teammates on the court but worlds apart off it. When a surprise snowstorm traps them together on campus overnight, old tensions boil up, and buried feelings start to surface. As the campus shuts down and the night stretches on, the walls between them begin to crumble. But can they face what’s really been hiding beneath the surface before the morning comes?
Chapter Two: Fault Lines
The power hadn’t gone out. Not yet.
But Paige could feel it waiting like the storm outside was holding its breath, biding time. The lights above them buzzed with tired electricity, flickering on and off with just enough rhythm to make her nervous. Each time they dimmed, her heart skipped.
She sat cross-legged on her bed, wrapped in a worn throw blanket, half-listening to the wind pushing against the glass. It was the kind of storm that made the world feel like a snow globe sealed, spinning, suspended in something you couldn’t quite touch.
Across the room, Azzi had pulled her chair away from her desk and toward the heater. Her legs were curled under her, arms wrapped around a mug of instant tea she probably wasn’t drinking. She’d been quiet for the last twenty minutes, her eyes fixed on something outside the window or maybe nothing at all.
They hadn’t said much since the laptop froze.
Paige had reached for the trackpad out of instinct, tried refreshing the browser once, twice, then realized: the Wi-Fi was gone. So was the last buffer between them and whatever they’d been avoiding.
“We’re officially cut off,” Paige said after a while, the words hanging in the air like steam.
Azzi hummed softly, a non-committal sound. “Figures.”
There was no panic in it. Just acceptance. Like she’d already made peace with being snowed in, internet-less, stuck inside the gravity of whatever this night was becoming.
Outside, the wind screamed loud and high and human, almost. Paige imagined the campus beyond the window: empty paths buried in snow, benches vanishing beneath white drifts, the gym locked and echoing in silence. She wondered if anyone else was having a night like this. A night full of unspoken things and a clock that wouldn’t move fast enough.
She turned slightly, watching Azzi from beneath the edge of her blanket. The sweatshirt Azzi wore was one Paige had loved—and hated for years. Too big in the sleeves, stretched out around the collar. The kind of soft that only came from years of wear. Paige knew exactly how it fit, how it smelled, how it looked discarded on the back of a chair like a dare.
Azzi caught her staring.
“You keep doing that,” she said, voice light.
Paige blinked. “Doing what?”
Azzi met her eyes across the room. “Looking like you want to say something and then not saying it.”
Paige’s stomach dipped. “Yeah? Well. Takes one to know one.”
A flicker of a smile. “Maybe.”
They lapsed into silence again, but it was different now charged. Paige felt it settle over them like static, like the moment before lightning strikes.
“Do you ever think about it?” Azzi asked suddenly.
Paige frowned. “Think about what?”
“Before.” Azzi gestured vaguely. “How we used to be.”
Paige's chest tightened. “Yeah. A lot.”
Azzi looked back down at her tea. “It was easier back then.”
Paige nodded, slow. “I think we just thought it was.”
The lights flickered again.
This time, they didn’t come back on.
They went out with a small pop, a sigh from the heater, and the room dipped into near-darkness. The only glow came from the snow outside and a tiny emergency light in the hallway that cast everything in blueish shadow.
“Damn,” Azzi whispered.
Paige reached for her phone, but it was at 18%. Not enough to risk playing music or video. She turned on the flashlight just long enough to find the candles in the desk drawer.
Azzi helped, moving closer as Paige lit one, then another. Tiny flames danced in the low light, reflected in the windows, turning the room into something softer, warmer, closer.
With the power gone, the silence got louder.
“You cold?” Paige asked, voice gentle.
Azzi shook her head, but her arms were folded tight around herself. Paige stood anyway, crossed the room to the closet, and pulled out the extra blanket from the top shelf.
She tossed it gently over Azzi’s shoulders.
Azzi caught the edge of it and held on. “Thanks.”
Their fingers didn’t touch. But they could have. And Paige felt the ghost of it anyway.
She sat back on her bed, pulling her own blanket tighter. “I keep thinking we’re going to talk about it. About… whatever happened. But we don’t. We just keep doing this thing.”
Azzi looked at her. Really looked.
“This thing where we orbit around each other?” she said. “Where we pretend it’s not weird and awkward and that we didn’t… change?”
Paige nodded. “Yeah. That one.”
“I don’t know what to say, Paige,” Azzi said, quieter now. “Every time I think about bringing it up, I freeze. And I hate that.”
“You never used to freeze,” Paige said. “You used to say what you meant.”
Azzi gave a bitter little laugh. “You made that harder.”
Paige looked away, stung. “How?”
“Because I didn’t know if it would ruin us. Saying something real. You’re still the person I want to tell everything to. And the one person I’m most afraid of losing.”
Paige looked back at her slowly. Candlelight caught in Azzi’s curls, made her look unreal, almost cinematic. Like someone from a memory instead of someone real and hurting in front of her.
“I never asked you not to say anything,” Paige said. “I just… didn’t know how to hear it.”
Azzi nodded once. “I know.”
The wind shrieked outside. A branch scraped against the window, rhythmic and unsettling, like fingers tapping glass.
Paige stood. Walked toward the window, watching the snow swirl under the haloed light of the streetlamps. It felt like being trapped inside a dream, or maybe a memory something that wouldn’t let go.
“I miss you,” she said finally, voice so soft she wasn’t sure Azzi would hear it.
But she did.
“I miss you too,” Azzi said. “But I don’t think either of us is the same person from sophomore year.”
Paige turned. “That doesn’t have to be a bad thing.”
Azzi’s eyes met hers. Steady. Searching.
“No,” she agreed. “It doesn’t.”
They stayed like that for a long time, candlelight flickering between them, storm raging outside. Not touching. Not quite ready. But something between them had shifted again—delicate and slow, like a glacier cracking beneath weight it could no longer carry.
Eventually, Azzi stood up. She didn’t go to her own bed this time.
Instead, she walked toward Paige’s side of the room, blanket still draped over her shoulders like armor, like surrender.
Paige shifted to make room, unsure what she was doing, but knowing whatever it was—they both wanted it. Needed it.
Azzi sat beside her, knees barely brushing. Just that.
They didn’t speak.
They didn’t have to.
And outside, the storm kept falling, silent and ceaseless, like it, too, was waiting.
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Anne as good as a point you make about dropbox it doesn't solve the hurdles of 1) need to own new site/app that I'm not already constantly using 2) I'll need to go in and delete it for more space eventually 3) I can also use my solo discord for links and lists and whatever else between devices without involving other other programs.
That is fair, but this raises another question for me.
Do you not have some kind of application that already automatically saves your photos where you can access them on other devices? Doesn't that come standard already installed on most phones? Like for me the default would be Google Photos because I have an Android phone, I just hate the interface of Google photos even before all their recent AI shit so I don't use it and I have Dropbox set up to back up my photos instead. (I do have a premium account because I also use Dropbox for other things.) If I want it to back up other folders, like images I download, I can do that too, or upload an image manually.
This is why the idea of needing to use discord to send an image to another device was baffling to me, like... that functionality is pretty much built into every smartphone already? I'm really curious now if this is a feature fewer people are using.
As far as lists and links go, I've used Google Keep for a long time though I am trying to move away from Google products generally so I am looking for an alternative, but Discord wouldn't have the kind of functionality I want there anyway. I also use Firefox on mobile as well as desktop so any bookmarks I make are synced (though I get that browser bookmarks aren't the fastest way to save a link you want to send to someone else).
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I just want to share something that's been banging around in my head for a while
So I noticed a long time ago that people liked writing stories about Marceline shapeshifting a penis for sex. This has been a thing since at least 2012 because I was there reading those fics back then and I remember it.
So of course I wrote my own fics like that too because I enjoyed them, other people enjoyed them, there were no issues.
Until about the time my wife and I sat down to watch the whole series before Fionna and Cake season 1 came out, my wife turns to me and casually says that she thinks Marceline is a trans woman. And I thought about it and agreed because to me it seemed like people were generally agreeable to the concept and it's a harmless headcanon.
But it changed the way I wrote her in my fics, to not just be someone who shapeshifts to please her partner but to be someone who is just ambiently transgender and the backlash I got in response amazed me. I still get anonymous hatred spewed at me for daring to write her trans. There wasn't such hatred for her being cis and shapeshifting as there is for my writing her trans.
The difference of course is transphobia. Because when she's just a shapeshifter her penis is like a strap-on; you use it for sex and then you throw it to the side and go back to "normal" but if she's trans they have to contend with the fact that she just is a woman with a penis all of the time, even non-sexually and they don't like that being "normal" for anyone let alone a fictional character.
I 100% admit to partially basing my interpretation of Marceline as a trans woman on my wife, who is a trans woman who enjoys her penis and likes to use it for sex, and I write Marceline like that too. I think that's what people hate to see is trans representation of a trans woman who enjoys sex as is.
(as an aside, yes, I write a lot of pornographic content about Bubbline and I still use trans Marceline in those stories too. This is because I have a very high libido and so does my wife, and my writing is an expression of my own experiences with love and sexuality, and I do not think it's wrong for me to express myself that way, especially in this current world that chooses to willfully repress sexuality and the people who express their love for each other in that way. Sex is fun, actually.)
I think what they're not understanding also is that I have written Bonnibel to be trans as well, but they don't go after that interpretation of her character as evil because I have given her a vagina and have her express herself differently. In this case she's trans species because she was born a sexless slime/dragon creature that willfully took on the form of a human woman. ie, she is also a trans woman. Despite this, all of the hatred I get is directed at Marceline.
I even somehow got someone telling me that Bonnibel is too much of a lesbian to touch a penis, and I find it strange how that argument never came up when Marceline's penis was equivalent to a strap-on. So let me be clear about something else; I am a lesbian and I find joy in my trans wife. I'm not going to get into the stuff where my identity as a butch is intrinsically linked to a trans masculine experience (I use they/them primarily! But you can call me whatever you want as long as you do it with respect!) because the world today hates to think of a butch experiencing joyful gender nonconformity and still considering themselves a lesbian for some damn reason (when I was in my 20s no one batted an eye when a butch decided to go on testosterone, now people want to label me wrong because I have a fucking beard, so my response to that is for you to go fuck yourself and to knock the goddamn identity policing off)
So my conclusion is to say that the reason the hatred exists for trans Marceline and not shapeshifting Marceline is that when she's a shapeshifter the penis is allowed to remain a fetish to be shamefully enjoyed and then you can delete your browser history afterwards. When she is written as trans, the penis still exists in a non-sexual way and reminds them that this is true in the real world - that we trans people may find joy and love in each other and that when we exist in a way that refuses to be put away where it can ignored after the sex has finished and it fills people with hatred for us.
To conclude this rant: Marceline Abadeer is a transgender woman. Bonnibel Bubblegum is a trans species woman. No ifs and or buts and if you can't stand seeing them expressing joy and love and sexuality in an unambiguous, unashamed trans way, then why the hell do you keep looking at my fics?
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A horror trope that I very much enjoy is the "haunted book" -- a book that affects the reader in some way, like the Necronomicon driving people mad, or Dr. Mabuse's book that hypnotizes its reader into doing his bidding. It recently had a nice moment in the Magnus Archives, with the Leitner subplot, and there's even a hint of it in Frankenstein, when Victor reads the work of a scientist that his professors dismiss as nonsense and becomes obsessively deranged studying the subject matter.
So it's not that I think it's time for a revival and lord knows the word "reboot" has begun to stink of soulless profit (I think we're one, maybe two flops from a reboot of the MCU). I'm not the most current on horror media in any case so maybe it's been done, but if not I do think we oughta start considering the idea of a haunted phone app.
Apps are already designed for this, anyway. In our current era, a lot of retail "apps" are just reskinned browsers that load an optimized version of the company's website, and the goal of most apps and websites is to keep you in the app/website. (Which is why the google mail and tumblr apps both have internal web browsers.) A lot of phone games are designed to keep you in the game and continually redirect you towards microtransactions, and even apps that aren't games often gamify use; "gamification" has come to be a polite euphemism for "creating addictive circumstances".
Alongside this, a lot of recent cults and cultlike organizations have determined that straight religion is not the best way in anymore, and are coming in sidelong through MLMs (Nexium), wellness and dietary orthodoxies (Bikram Yoga, a number of insta/tiktok orthorexia gurus), or political movements (Qanon). So you get a cult, set up like a business, with an app you use for your business -- or even a cult with a "wellness" app that monitors your sleep, eating, location (wait, that's just FitBit) -- and slowly it gamifies you right into attempting to raise a Great Old One using the power of your downstream or a nice big helping of olive oil coffee.
Although I hate those thinkpieces/art pieces that are all about "you're so busy on your phone you can't appreciate the world around you, remember when we read real paper books" so I would require that the protagonist defeat the evil also using a phone app, or at the very least blind the evil using the flashlight function. Locking the book away in a library app and then putting the phone on airplane mode is a nice resolution, followed perhaps by it lighting up even though it's offline with a message "someone is attempting to locate this phone" as the post-credits stinger for the sequel.
This thought brought to you by Duolingo, which recently fed me, in succession, the task of translating from Italian the phrases
Who do you see in the mirror?
We open the curtains and see the light.
The pillows and blankets are red.
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i feel a little careless about talking about the more esoteric end of computer security because in practice, keeping your devices up to date, using a password manager, not clicking sussy links and taking care what executables you run will protect you pretty well! 'throw up your hands and give up' is very much not the message here.
like here's an analogy. you could at any moment be killed by a meteorite. but it's happened so rarely that there are no modern recorded examples of someone being killed by a meteorite and historical reports are kind of dubious. you could invest in lining the roof of your house with steel and always go out in a suit of medieval armour. it would lower your chance of getting meteorite'd... but it would also cause all sorts of other problems, which probably aren't worth the tradeoff.
silly example, but all security is the same sort of tradeoff between risk and inconvenience. for example, I don't like being tracked by advertisers (it just makes my skin crawl), so I run a bunch of anti-tracking browser extensions like NoScript, PrivacyPossum and Decentraleyes and always opt out in the gdpr popups. I wouldn't generally recommend this because often this breaks the functionality of websites and I have to spend some time figuring out which scripts to enable to get them to work, and it's hard to say the annoyance is worth the benefits. on the other hand, I would pretty generally recommend blocking ads with uBlock Origin.
another example: I don't make much of a secret of my IRL name, or separate my online presence from my IRL stuff. this is a risk - e.g. if I ran afoul of some social media hate mob it could lead to trouble. but I decided the effort it would take to keep that secret is not worth it. on the other hand, if I was, say, a famous vtuber who had to worry about being stalked by fans or haters, or even aspired to be one, this would be a big secret that I'd go to great pains to maintain.
certain rituals like the activist phone bowl are arguably 'security theatre': they're not really aligned with what is a realistic threat. sure, some really weird attacks exist out there, but you really need to be realistic about who's attacking you and how they're likely to go about it, or you'll just become so paranoid that you never do anything.
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ur fav is back with better thoughts thanku❤️ brian has been taking a toll on me (dont tell ky) something about him being so insanely tall does something to me on the insides. thats all i gotta say.
deleting what i originally said bc i gatekept this LOL here is the long awaited brian love letter mi love… this also got long...
tw/cw. nsfw content, cursing, mentions of alcohol; teasing dom!brian, sub!reader, fem!reader, race neutral reader, f2l?, reader watched porn and gets “caught”, short reader, size kink, humiliation, unprotected sex, creampie, use of “shorty”
“hey, shorty, you can’t get that?”
“oh shit– c’mon shorty, i can’t see you from up here.”
“i hate my height, but at least i’m not shorty’s height!”
i mean, it’s not your fault you’re just a little shorter than everyone, right? actually no, brian is just so fucking tall. he didn’t need to constantly remind you how much shorter you are from him every single second. but something about it made sense. the way he laughed after tussling your hair, using your waist to move you with his large hands, the way you were out of sight if he was behind you.
as much as you joked with him that you hated his comments and his nickname of “shorty,” it never failed to make your heart nearly jump out of your body and most importantly your panties pool in wetness by just thinking about how big he is— in every shape and form compared to you. but you’re never gonna admit that to him that… right?
that wasn’t until you invited your friend group over— including brian— for a little get together. you thought everything was fine until brian asks, “shorty, do you have gum? i’m sick of drinking.” the friend group laughs at his small truth bomb before you snicker and say, “i have some in my room, it’s on my desk.” brian nods and walks to your room. his hands are in his pockets, not bothering to turn on the lights.
it was semi-clean, just a few things out of place. oh whatever, its not like theres anything you wouldn’t want him seeing... right? oh how that was so wrong.
brian reaches for the gum that was perched on top of your laptop. with one accidental swipe, the laptop turns on. and there it is. paused porn. you were watching porn before everyone came over. brian smirks as he gently scrolls down to see the title of the video.
“petite size queen gets fucked by a big, fat, thick dick”
so fucking nasty.
you like size kink porn.
but i mean, brian couldn’t really make fun of you. he for one is a reason why size kinks exist, but he could feel his cock twitch. god, years of making fun of how short you were, fucking his fist tightly late at night to imagine how your tight pussy sucks in his fat cock, they’re finally over. brian simply takes a stick of gum and walks out, waiting for the perfect time to expose you.
once everyone heads home, he insisted of cleaning up with you because he “ate the most”. when he puts away the last bottles of alcohol, he asks it.
“so... size kink, huh?” you nearly drop the plates in your hands from his words, “where the fuck did you get that from?!” your face is getting hot. did you really forget to x out of your browser? brian scoffs at your dumbfounded response, “don’t watch size kink porn before you host a party which has your perfect big, fat, thick, dick in it, petite size queen.” his eyes trace your body, he’s gonna have you. finally.
your voice gets caught in your throat, but you swallow down the lump. “the fuck does that mean,” you croak out. he’s not actually gonna fuck you, right? he’s just tall. that doesn’t mean his cock is big enough to break you in two like you’ve always wanted, right? brian crouches to your eye level and whispers against your cheek, “you wanna get fucked by a big, fat, thick, dick, petite size queen? or not?”
oh, fuck it.
ending up your back into your mattress, brian hovering you, drilling his fat cock in and out of your obscenely drenched cunt wasn’t a sight you were expecting to see.
brian was so big. bigger than you could even imagine. he’s easily bigger than any other cock you’ve taken. the way his cock head is already pressing at your cervix, only when he bottoms out. the way his hands envelop your hips, the way his shoulders swallow you whole. you’re pathetically wrapping your weak arms around his neck as he grits into your ear, “is this enough cock for you, shorty?”
unable to say anything by how hard he’s pounding his cock into you, you simply let out a croaked moan into his ear. “fuck— can’t even say anything by how— hard i’m fucking you? could’ve had this from the— start—!” he groans once more. you’re clenching harder on him, unable to do anything but that. his cock is stretching you, his veins make it even more impossible to be fucked normally.
“tiny ass pussy— clenching on me— squeezing me— are you forcing me to make me cum inside—?” when those words leave brian’s lips, you can’t help but gasp out a weak, “yes—! please do—!” you make brian so fucking insane. he could practically feel how his cock twitches at your plead of him wanting to cum inside and fill this tiny pussy up with his hot cum from his fat ass dick pressing at your cervix.
the pads of his fingers press into your hips as he feels his thrusts turn sloppy, “fuck— gonna fill this nasty— tiny— pussy up—! c’mon, tell me you want— my cum. tell me you wanna be filled,” he moans out as his arms are weak. his head falls into the crook of your neck as you whimper out, “fill me up, brian. fill my tiny pussy— up—!”
with his last few thrusts, he cums inside, flooding your gummy walls with his white ropes. his cock is jerking against your tight pussy as he turns to your side, back hitting your mattress. you room echos with both of your labored breaths before brian pulls you into his embrace. “been wanting to do that for— so fucking long.” you swallow down a lump in your throat, “why’d you wait so long?”
brian raises his brow, “you hated me calling you shorty?” you laugh a little, “that was me flirting, why didn’t you fuck me sooner?” brian jerks his head, “i would’ve if i knew that pussy of yours was so tight and greedy,” he laughs along. you snicker at his words, “like the type they talk about in the bible?”
“don’t bring up the bible when we just had premarital sex as friends, shorty.”
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TL;DR: Itachi had no right to do the things he did, but he also had no choice. Even if adult onlookers could come up with choices, he was a child trapped in a mindset his authority figures hammered into him in his formative years, and then he was put under additional duress. Come the fuck on.
"This guy willingly betrayed his own people and family, selling them out to the government who wanted to destroy them all."
"Willingly" when talking about a 11-12-year-old brainwashed, groomed, traumatized child under duress is kinda wild. Yes, Naruto is all about normalizing child soldiers, but there's a line and that's Itachi having his horrible "milestones" at an age where others are still in school.
And it's not treason to report a conspiracy to commit, well, treason.
More after the break. Enjoy this screencap of a literal child and one of the many adults who chose to fail him.
Itachi was 11 when he joined the ANBU, 12 when he killed the clan. His incompetent piece of shit father dragged him into a "kill or be killed" situation at 4, and he already had the muscle memory of slitting throats ON REFLEX?? What the everloving fuck did Fugaku do to his toddler? He was encouraged to leave school and enter the field for more death and horror at 8. All for the alleged greater good that was peddled to children and adults more aggressively than America's magical sky cloth. Fugaku and Danzo played a grooming tug-o-war with a literal prepub child and actively, deliberately, had him believe the weight of the world rested on his 3 inch shoulders. The fuck did anyone think was gonna happen when Itachi joined the ANBU everyone encouraged him to join, and did the work he was taught to admire - BY Fugaku, by the way. Fugaku wanted a peacemaker, then tried to start a war. Hm.
Also, Itachi didn't "sell out" his clan. If I know a family member is about to start something with predictably catastrophic ramifications, like, you know, a glorified terrorist invasion ("coup"), I have a moral obligation to report that. "Family" does not matter. Blood, water, starting a war is something you deserve to have sabotaged. And if you're willing to kill, you better be ready to be killed. Everyone who cheered for the coup willingly risked death and willingly doomed their families. "Bloodless revolution" my ass, that is delusional. As if Konoha is just gonna accept Fugaku after a COUP!? Fucking TREASON!? Oppressed or not, you sow violence, you reap violence, and public perception matters. The public's perception of the Uchiha coup would probably be *checks notes* treason :)
"His own people"? They all treated him like a trophy and an attack dog when they didn't outright abuse him for speaking his mind, when he was clearly old enough to let them exploit him. All they had for him was demands to make them proud and bring them glory, at the cost of his well-being. Chapter by chapter in Itachi Shinden, you can watch him wither and crumble. When Itachi's comrade was killed when he was 8, Fugaku literally said "He'll get over it" while his boy was falling apart in the next room. Those are not "his own people", they're one big, bubbling cunt stew with very few exceptions, judging by the novel.
Whether the government wanted to destroy the Uchiha clan or whether it was racist or oppressive ultimately doesn't matter when the active threat to world peace and countless lives is coming from the other side. Two things can be true at the same time, so yeah Konoha sucked, but also yeah, the Uchiha posed a threat. The clan's lives weren't in danger when they decided to endanger everyone over discrimination that isn't even as egregious as what fat people on airplanes have to deal with. Defunding the police (LMAO), not letting a latent traitor run for president, surveillance, and a dedicated, OPEN compound none of the other clans who got one bitched about. Wow, what a compelling reason to set the world on fire!
Yes, Konoha failed the clan, yes, Konoha is scum for that. But two wrongs don't make a right. I'm tired of this whole nonsense of "they're oppressed so they're allowed to act like total barbarians and be the next oppressor". I'm tired on a personal level which you can probably guess.
This is not a responsible adult:
"He knew about Obito and that he was behind the 9-Tails attack but said nothing to anyone. He discriminated against his own people and slaughtered them all to the last child."
He should definitely have reported Obito. But calling his actions against the clan discrimination is like saying the German police discriminates against that Berlin-based crime family because it happens to be a BIPOC minority. THEY ALSO HAPPEN TO BE THE FUCKING MOB. Of course, most Uchihas probably weren't active combatants and didn't deserve to die, but as horrible as it is, strategically, Danzo had a point when he said there could be no potential avengers.
Plus, outsiders like to focus on numbers as if more dead people means more suffering, but this isn't true. Just because 99 people suffer and die with me, doesn't mean each of us suffers and dies 100-fold. Sasuke was based when he said Itachi should have killed him, too. Outsiders don't want to accept this because it IS horrible, but sparing a young child after killing his whole family, is not kind. What would've awaited any children Itachi spared? The village that ordered their parents' slaughter? A world that clearly doesn't want them and will come after them at the first chance? Yeah sounds ever so fucking merciful. Just because unaffected gawkers think preserving a unique cultural or genetic group is the most important thing, doesn't mean the people actually affected have such priorities when literally staring death or a life of pain in the face.
"He cast Tsukuyomi on his own parents and brutally murdered them, tortured his own little brother beyond imagine with one torture session putting Sasuke in a fucking coma, one he would've never gotten out of if it wasn't for that bitch Tsunade and that's the only good Tsunade did in the series."
When did he cast Tsukuyomi on his parents? And "brutally", well, they surrendered and he cut them down rather quickly. All murders are brutal. Should he have raided the local vet and injected them with anaesthetics first? He was a 12-year-old child, crying, shaking, probably exhausted and barely coherent after having killed all the others, and looking at his final victims, his parents, comforting him. Striking them down quickly was the best for everyone involved at that point, anything more elaborate, "more gentle", would have prolonged this horror. Also what did Tsunade do wrong, and if Itachi hadn't knocked Sasuke out for a while, he would have gotten himself killed. The Tsukuyomi was overkill, 100%.

"Itachi thought he was wiser and more noble than his own people, which was pure and utter arrogance. When brought back as an edo, he said that a 7-year-old Sasuke could've changed the clan. He called himself Itachi Uchiha of Konoha and that he specifically had no regrets he was a massive piece of shit in life and death."
This is called interpretation. Yes, he was an arrogant child, he admitted this, Shisui told him, adults told him. But being an ass at the dawn of puberty doesn't invalidate the fact that he WAS smarter than most and the Uchiha uprising WAS a problem, and the clan was infinitely more arrogant than him for thinking they could just take power and that's the end of it. They were delusional. Being 11 when pointing this out doesn't mean he's wrong.

Vilifying him for calling himself "Itachi Uchiha of Konoha" is silly. Many nations will do horrible things behind the scenes to keep the peace, and just because Sasuke and Itachi were the tragic and ever so pretty victims of this, doesn't make Konoha worse than others. It is a place people actually live in. A place people call home and have a right to call home and feel safe and thrive in. Itachi did what he was forced to do by both sides, to protect people's home and peace, not to get headpats from Danzo and Hiruzen.
He also never said he didn't regret the massacre. The fact that he said he wished he would have confided in Sasuke, the fact of him telling Naruto, Sasuke, and Kabuto that he was wrong to try and solve everything on his own, all suggest he wishes it had been different. His words when he dissolves are "Mou miren ha nai", which can be interpreted as regretting nothing, but this is usually meant in a sense of unfinished business. Itachi could not un-kill the clan. Danzo was dead. What more could he do that he could still have "miren" about? Personally, I think he shouldn't have undone the whole Edo Tensei because he kinda owed Sasuke to stick around and fight the other Edo Tenseis manually, but that's not the point.
Actual footage of Itachi alone with his thoughts, probably:
"None of his plans make any kind of fucking sense. He wanted to save Konoha from war even though the other villages wouldn't have attacked for their own reasons."
Kindly look at Syria, Sudan, or Yemen, because the civil war the Uchiha were sure to start, would have been bad enough, you absolute pinecone. But I agree, Itachi's plans were mostly shit, but who taught him any kind of life skills or coping mechanisms? He wasn't parented, he wasn't guided, he was a trained attack dog. He never grew up mentally because when you're not allowed to feel like a child, know what being a child is, how are you gonna know when you're supposed to be all grown up and smart? He treated his suicide by Sasuke like a playdate. He toyed with him. He was a typical old soul, trauma and paralysis masquerading as maturity and composure. It's very apparent in the novels how helpless and small he felt. When the FUCK did he get a chance to unlearn his helplessness on one hand, and the world resting on his shoulders on the other? Itachi was deranged, but not by his own doing. A 4 to 12-year-old child is not responsible for their poor life "choices".
"So Itachi saved Konoha from zero potential wars, especially when none of the other villages attacked after Obito's, Orochimaru's, and Pain's assaults in the series."
I wasn't aware Itachi's Sharingan could accurately predict the future. He stopped the civil war that was certain to happen and that he could stop. Not a single ninja has ever been expected to fix the whole world and the few who expected it of themselves were even more deranged than Itachi. Why hold a 12-year-old to a higher standard just because he's foolish enough to do so himself? Right until Shisui died, Itachi clung to his naive dream of becoming the greatest ninja to stop all wars. And then, both Fugaku and Danzo demanded he be that, when Shisui's death just had him realize how helpless he is. And then, there was a war looming on the horizon that he COULD prevent.
"He practically sent Sasuke gift wrapped to Orochimaru or Danzo. He knew about Obito and Pain's plans and yet did nothing about them, which just screwed over Konoha immensely."
Yeah he fucked up with Orochimaru, and this was one of the things he could have predicted after Orochimaru tried it with him. Not killing Orochimaru when he had both cause and opportunity, was bafflingly stupid and I'll chalk it up to plot armour since Itachi will kill his own mother to protect Sasuke.
He was also a useless spy in Akatsuki, yes. He aided and abetted in several Kage and Jinchuuriki assassinations, all to keep a cover of questionable use.
We do have to grant him that he needed to stay alive to give Sasuke deserved closure. He didn't even know Obito wasn't Madara, so I don't expect him to have known much about Pain's abilities. Given he allegedly ties with Jiraiya and we all know what Pain did to him, Sasuke would not have gotten his revenge. As for Danzo, can we not underestimate him please? He had to be worn down into self-destruction by Sasuke, and when Itachi attacked him in the novel after getting the MS, he was immediately stopped.

"He was never a prodigy or anything, unlike Sasuke. His fights are just him using genjutsu on his opponents and overpowering them with it, which just childish and stupid. He pulled Susanoo, Mirror Yata, and the Tsoka Blade out of his ass."
I agree Susano'o and its rigs were asspull done to compete with DBZ ratings, but how was he not a prodigy when he was recommended for graduation at 8? Poor writing or not, the canon fact is that Itachi was way ahead of his peers and many adults. We can't blame a character's personality in one moment, then bad writing the next. All writing boils down to creating the character's reality and all facts written by the author are equally valid.
Calling genjutsu childish and stupid is silly as you can apply this to all jutsu. Naruto's army of clones is arguably more ridiculous than mastering an otherwise underdiscussed technique at a level that has people like Kakashi scared. Personally, I think the big noisy techniques like Kisame's water jutsus and Hashirama's Slaparama are a lot more childish and geared towards hollering little boys. Itachi's fighting style is elegant and super duper gay.

"This fucker is all over the place and doesn't make sense. Dushman-e-jaan has posts that go into greater detail about how this guy doesn't make sense, and I recommend you read them as she does an infinitely better job at explaining my dislike for Itachi than I have."
Dushman explicitly supports this:

But thinks Konoha is worse for allegedly being this:
In other words, Doucheman is fine with making 0 sense whatsoever as long as they can virtue-signal for fascists if they know how to sell the underdog act.
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