#these are real fun to make btw

[42uneatenwatermelon]

infodump about something I made a while ago incoming read it if u have time to lose

hi hello Im a random person with a special interest in codes and ciphers and a few years ago I got so damn bored in class I started making up stories, that I've now completely given up on, about a secret society that used drawings and motifs to comunicate to their members that lived amongst humans

called it the Tree code but honestly if anyone has better idea give them to me I suck at naming shit

this code works by drawing trees, one tree being a word and the branches the letters

these are very simple way to draw these branches but they are very customizable what maters is the number of points

as you can see there are left letters and right letters the point of which is to reduce the number of branches by combining left and right letters that are next to each other (even if they are in the wrong order u just switch them)

YOU CANNOT COMBINE TWO LETTERS THAT AREN'T NEXT TO EACH ONTHER ORIGINALY

as an exemple have the watermark I put on most of my art

now a big thing about this code is decoys in order to throw off anyone trying to decode these messages

for words it's simple enough, real words have 3 distinct roots, decoys have any other number

speaking of numbers, in the original lore the society also had a bunch of scientist and mathematicians that would also code their work so numbers and math symbols also needed coding

math and numbers, unlike the trees and punctuation that mostly stay on the ground, are designed to be drawn in a sky setting with constelations as symbols

these also have decoys

now there are 3 ways of using this code: quick, casual, formal

so like the trees, clouds need to have 3 distinct bumps to be a number (exept for the square root thingy which can be any number)

quick is very simple, no real sentences, just key words, no use of punctuations and shorten words as much as possible

basically just was is needed to convey the message and nothing more

for exemple a message hidden as a street mural

first you find the decoys

than u decode

or perhaps on a more sinister note

what a happy picture

what joy

now casual uses more proper sentences, still shorten words when u can

these are more for general messages that requires more details

for exemple messages hidden as a motif on a magazine/journal

or for everyday use within the society space because what was once just a way of hidding messags became an important part of their culture, now most place within the society's homes uses both code and english

the last use, formal, is mostly used for long ass texts such as history texts and research (not making an exemple of this one)

these tend to not bother with decoys and use proper wording and punctuation which leads to havins to use long word trees

which, yes, do look a bit weird but these texts are important and already well hidden so there isn't much use to make it not look like code

anyway this was a breakdown of the code I made in high school hope u enjoyed this infodump I really needed to put this all down into one place

[chloesimaginationthings]

There's doomed yuri... in my FNAF ruin?

[wykonii]

funpoison 👀👀

😴

[annamationsart]

everyone loves talking about little jon in correlation to mr. spider but no one ever talks about how insufferable this kid was. i wouldn’t wish sitting next to him in class upon my worst enemy

[aprito]

sos month day 10: rivalry

let's be real, the pool of other people fighting for sakura's (romantic) attention is not that big. in fact, it's just those three. and they're very insistent on making their distaste for the latest member of the pool known!!

bonus

[theloopus]

gay 70s copaganda thesis is actually about the inherent homoeroticism of the western genre and the cultural image of the male cowboy it borrows from. or as Susan Sarandon once put it, "They got their guns out because they couldn't get their dicks out"

[spineless-lobster]

Icarus and melinoë are like the elementary school kids who would shyly hold hands on the playground and I 100% support them they are so adorable

[077891st]

What secrets could this book hold?

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Saw Sniff's handmade (!!!) Lexica Botania and this image engraved itself onto my eyelids then my internet died lmao

[artuurle]

"who knows if i draw them like this again" - says the person who immediately draws them like this even more (and a godpoke as a treat) . shut upppppp

[rileymorph]

four swords modern high school au

except it still it starts off with just Link being one guy. then he gets hit by a magical isekai truck, but instead of being sent to a differernt world, he splits into four. shenanigans ensue

also, they are all on the baseball team.

[yoylefake]

UNMITIGATED DISASTER . @orchuris

It must fucking suck like. Imagine being One for a moment here; A part of you knows exactly where Gaty is in the midst of this. But it's watered down and conflated with having lived as a Writing Quill up until this point. Sure, she knows who Gaty is, maybe even this alt version of One knew her to some extent. But who knows where she is rn, lol <:)

[shopwitchvamp]

Witch Vamp is MARRIED

It's official, as of 7/28/24 Witch Vamp's business partners @jessdean & @themikeydeano are also partners for life 😎

[nixotinix]

sometimes a family is a mentally ill disgraced district attorney turned mob boss, his wife that is still madly in love with him, their best friend that does drugs and could bench press a semi truck, their gambling addict surrogate daughter, and the dog that said daughter bullied them into getting.

[ra-vio]

this blog is 11 years old now 🎉

I drew the siblings ever to celebrate as usual

[aforeffective]

father’s day

a helping hand au story | paul + curtis bros centric

*mentions of dead/absent/abusive parents*

to paul holden, father's day was just another sunday in the month of june. instead of planning on doing anything to celebrate the holiday, he continued preparing his house to host whichever of his friends were over for dinner; which would probably be all of the group, as almost all of them were not celebrating. the only ones who would be celebrating with their families were marcia and brill, dragging along two-bit and bev respectively. but even the 4 of them only had plans that would go until the early afternoon and then they would be joining the others to hang out for the rest of the night.

the curtis brothers would be visiting the cemetery in the morning. they had invited paul to come with them, but he declined. it wasn't that he didn't want to go with them, but this was only their third time visiting, the other two being the funeral and mother's day, so he wanted to let them do it on their own without him intruding.

besides those few, no one else in the group had a good relationship with their dad, if they had any relationship with him. so instead, they were treating it like any other day and hanging out at the holden house.

before the last few months, paul had gotten used to his house being quiet and empty. sure, cherry came over a lot and chet hung out sometimes but usually paul hung out with his friends at other places. but now, it was unusual for there to be no one at the house. now, against all expectations, the house was usually full with greasers and socs alike, hanging out and being friends (there were still some trust issues and times where there was a clear divide between the groups but they were getting over that faster than any of them could have imagined). it was certainly an unexpected turn of events but not one that paul was upset by. surprisingly, he found that he enjoyed having his house always bustling with people and he understood why the curtis parents seemed to enjoy it so much.

when the curtis boys returned home from the cemetery, paul met them at the door, not commenting on the red eyes on all three boys. when he made a motion to ask the younger two how they were feeling, he was instead brushed past, the two rushing into the house. the reaction would make sense but he swears he heard them laughing as they ran through the entryway.

"what was that?" paul looked at darry, who had been trailing behind the two. even darry looked confused watching them run inside.

"no idea. they were acting normal in the car. i mean, as normal and fine as we can be today." darry attempted to walk past paul through the doorway but the shorter boy blocked the path.

"how are you? you doing okay?" paul wrapped his arms around darry, pulling him in closer. he rested his chin on the taller boy's chest, looking up to watch his face.

"yeah. no, yeah, i'm good."

"okay now answer again but maybe don't lie to me this time."

darry sighed, looking down guiltily.

"fine. i mean, it's hard. i want to make them proud but i feel like i'm not doing it right. like i'm failing them. i feel like, if they're watching over us, it maybe looks like i abandoned the boys," upon noticing the way paul seemed to frown at this, he was quick to continue. "no offense to you. but i just can't help but feel like they'd be disappointed in me for giving up so quickly."

"hey. you didn't give them up. you didn't abandon them. yeah, they're living here with me. why? because otherwise they would be out in a different state in a home. you did what you did to keep them. you did not abandon them. even dally has come around to admit that, that's how you know it's true," darry allowed himself to laugh at paul's joke and paul smiled at the small victory. "you never gave up on them. you're here all the time for dinner and to hang out. when you aren't here, you're calling and texting them. you still take them out at least once a week to spend time with them. as much as i take care of them, so do you. your parents would be proud of you."

darry nodded. "yeah. yeah, okay. thank you," he gave paul a kiss on the head and backed out of his hold, walking around him to get in the house.

paul followed him into the house, closing the door behind them. "i'm gonna go change." the boys had decided to dress at least a bit nicely for the cemetery, meaning darry was wearing a button up that he was dying to get out of.

"alright, i'll be out here. i've gotta text cherry, let her know it's good to come over. i figured we'd wait to make sure you guys were feeling okay before they were over. didn't want to overwhelm you when you got home."

darry just smiled, his face showing gratitude without any words being spoken.

paul made his way to the living room, pulling out his phone to text cherry while he sat on the couch. while he typed, he heard a throat clear in the doorway. he looked up to see pony and soda looking at him with huge grins on their faces.

"what's up? you guys feeling okay?"

"we're good!" soda was quick to answer but he couldn't stop the giggling that came from him, even when pony elbowed him.

"what are you guys up to?" paul looked at them suspiciously.

"we have something for you!" pony took his arm out from behind his back to reveal a gift bag.

"...you guys are aware that my birthday isn't any time soon, right?"

soda pushed pony forward with the bag. "yeah. 'course we know that."

"then what is this for? did you guys, like, break something and this is to beg for forgiveness?"

pony shrugged, finally shoving the bag into paul's hands. "well, you're our legal guardian and there's no, like, legal guardian day or whatever. but we figured father's day was close enough. so happy father's day!"

paul studied the boys' faces, trying to find any trace of this being a joke. but instead, he was just met with two large smiles.

paul finally accepted the gift, looking inside and pulling out the card first. PAUL was written on the envelope in what was clearly soda's handwriting. when he opened the card, he was met with "cheer's to your first father's day". it was clearly a card meant for someone with a baby, not a 20 year old with a 16 and 14 year old, judging by the art of a baby bottle cheersing with a beer bottle. paul couldn't stop the huge smile that came over his face, even if he wanted to.

he opened it up to read the short messages from the boys. there was a whole paragraph in pony's neat handwriting, thanking paul for everything he had done for them. 'i can't imagine what would have happened if you hadn't helped us out', he had written. soda kept his message shorter, probably knowing his handwriting was harder to read. but paul was able to make out his message of 'thanks for taking care of us and looking after darry too'. on the bottom of the card, soda had signed it "love," with both of them signing their names underneath.

he looked up at the boys, who were both still giving him grins but looked slightly sheepish now, as if they were afraid of his reaction. he reached back into the bag, pulling tissue paper away. he saw two items and he pulled out the smaller of the two first.

as he pulled it out, he recognized it as a tshirt. he held it up, shaking it out so he could see it. he could hear soda laughing as the boys watched him. it was a simple black shirt with white text that said: 'DILF. damn i love football'. paul let out a loud laugh, shaking his head at the boys, who were both laughing now. "you guys are so weird. where did you even get this?"

"amazon. so you're gonna wear it out all the time, right?"

paul just continued laughing. "i think your brother would murder me if i tried wearing that out of the house."

paul moved on to the other item in the bag. it was a frame. inside the frame was one of those cliche child handprint gifts that kids usually made in school. instead of father, it said 'best legal guardian, hands down!' with pony and soda's painted handprints underneath. like the card, this also had 'love, pony and soda' written on the bottom.

"come here, you knuckleheads." paul opened his arms and both boys made their way into a hug. "thank you, guys. this does seriously mean a lot."

pony shrugged, his face red. "it was nothing. you've done a lot for us and we wanted to do something for you. plus it gave us a good distraction."

"yeah. i know we're laughing and joking but we really do mean it. these past few months have been really hard but it was nice to know we had you in our corner. i can't imagine us trying to deal with our grief and getting separated and taken out of state."

the three boys sit in silence for a second at the reminder of what would have happened to the brothers had paul not stepped in.

"of course i'm in your corner. like it or not, you guys are my kids now. and i will always be here to take care of you guys." paul looked down at the present that was still on his lap. "i hope you guys know this frame is getting hung up."

pony made a face at that. "but the guys will make fun of us!"

"oh well, i want to hang up my present!" paul teased, pulling the boys into him for another hug. "it will have to be hung up tomorrow though cause the rest of the group is coming over soon. i'm gonna go put these in my room for now cause i don't trust the rest of the knuckleheads not to break them." paul got up, messing pony's hair up as he moved away from the two.

"hey! i give you a heartfelt present and you mess my hair up in response?" pony called after him, rushing to a mirror to fix his hair, while soda laughed, swatting at pony to mess it up more.

paul knocked on his bedroom door, hearing darry say to come in. he opened the door and darry was sat on the edge of the bed, wringing his hands together in his lap. he looked up as paul entered, eyeing the gift bag in his hand.

paul ignored darry's look, focusing on him instead. "you still doing okay?"

"yeah. what you said earlier helped. i still don't feel great but it did make me think about all the stuff i've done right, everything i've done to make them proud. it's nice to not be alone to go through all this." paul sat next to darry, putting an arm around his shoulder and leaning into him. "enough about me. what've you got there?"

paul grinned, holding up the bag. "oh, this? just a present from the boys to celebrate my first ever father's day."

darry stared at him with a dumbfounded look on his face. "they didn't! what did they get you?"

and as paul showed off the gifts to a laughing darry, he could not get rid of the smile on his face, even as darry teased him about the shirt.