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@melonishus

Can we see a compilation of all the screenshots you've taken of Tifa?

You do realize that if I were to share every single Tifa screenshot I've taken over 4 months of playing the 7 Remake series, there is no going back?

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@melonishus

Frieren - Thanks for the Journey Definitely my favorite anime this last season, sad it's over now it got me so emotional!

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(What we have in mind for now are black dragons, with low density silver glitter, silver enamel, so that the pride flag pops)

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Shippy drabbles for Ladybug:

One accidentally runs into the other(s) while…

33. In a police holding cell (they’ve both been arrested for separate reasons?)

(In this case, lets let them meet for a first time accidentally)

Blake paused for a moment as she watched the police escort a girl that couldnt be much more than a couple years younger than her to the same holding cell she was in. And while she didnt mind the company, it was a bit surprising to see someone else get brought in only a mere hour after she was. Still, the longer she watched the girl, the more curious she became as to why she was brought in in the first place. 

The office shoved the girl in and shut the door. “Stay here while we do your paperwork.” 

“I told you it wasnt my fault!” the girl yelled as she gripped the bars of the holding cell. “I was framed!” 

Blake sighed and leaned against the wall. “Dont waste your breath, they’re not going to listen to you.” 

“I know, but its about the principle of the matter.” 

“You say that like it matters.” 

“It does. Especially when a few laws arent as just as they could be.” 

Blake nodded and watched as the girl made her way to the other side of the cell and sat down. As much as she had wanted to ignore the girl, something about her just wouldnt let her look away. “What’s your name?”

“Ruby,” Ruby answered. “And yours?” 

“Blake.” Blake moved a little closer. “What exactly did you do? You dont seem like someone who’d break the law.” 

“Why do you care?” 

“Because everyone’s got a story. And I want to hear yours.” 

Ruby let out a sigh and pulled her knees to her chest. “I was in the wrong place at the wrong time. Sorta. I was told Roman Torchwick was going to be at the docks and I figured it’d be the best way to get my huntress license reinstated. But when I got there, Roman wasnt and I was found with the docks in a mess and marks that could’ve only been made with a scythe.” 

“Sounds like someone wants you out of the way.” 

“Wouldnt surprise me with the target I put on my back. What about you?” 

“I was… protesting,” Blake lied as she pulled her sleeve down to hide the little bit of the White Fang tattoo that showed on her arm. A frown started to cross her lips for a moment as she thought back what she had done the night before, her fingers shook a bit as she clutched her sleeve. “Things got… violent. The police arrived, everyone scattered, and I was the one who got caught once the dust settled.” 

“Sounds rough.” 

“It could be worse. I’ll be out of here in no time after a quick court date.” 

“That doesnt sound so quick.” 

Blake shrugged. “I consider a week or two as quick all things considered. But, when we’re both out of here, I think I can help you with your Roman problem.” 

Ruby looked a bit curious at her. “And what exactly do you have in mind?” 

“I know a couple of people he’s been working with and things are only going to get worse if he’s involved. I can help get him somewhere for you to arrest him. Assuming you dont get yourself back in jail.” 

“How do I know I cant trust you?” 

“You dont know.” Blake sighed and looked at a scar on her leg. “But I dont exactly have anything to gain by deceiving you. Besides, I think our goals align more than you know.”

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@melonishus

Penny’s back, babeyyy!!

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So I just saw a post by a random personal blog that said “don’t follow me if we never even had a conversation before” and?????? Not to be rude but literally what the fuck??????????

I’ve had people (non-pornbots) try to strike conversation out of nowhere in my DMs recently, and now I’m wondering if they were doing that because they wanted to follow me and thought they needed to interact first. I feel compelled to say, just in case, that it’s totally okay to follow this blog (or my side blog, for that matter) even if we’ve never talked before.

Also, I’m legit confused. Is this how follow culture works right now? It was worded like it’s common sense but is that really a thing?

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Thanks tumblr, for showing me an add with a needle unhidden after I have that filtered out to hide.

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Cinder paused as she looked up at the huntress who knelt down next to her, hand outstretched. The words she had said still sounded foreign to her even though they were spoken in her language, and yet, she wasnt entirely sure if she understood her the first time. 

“Would you like some help?” the huntress asked again. 

“H-help?” Cinder asked quietly, still not sure what the huntress had wanted. It was normal for most, if not all the patrons, to ignore her while she was cleaning up a mess that was made by her step sisters or a mess that she made on her own. And those that noticed her usually scoffed as they watched, making quiet insults as she worked. But the huntress in front of her seemed… different. She wasnt like the usual patrons, a smile on her face that seemed to disappear as she talked to the other patrons, bright silver eyes that seemed to reflect that light that shined on them, hair that she wasnt sure if it was dyed red or if it had darkened with age.

The huntress nodded with a smile. “You look like you could use some help. I’ve been watching you the last few days I’ve been here. I know the mess you’re cleaning right now isnt your own and I wanted to offer you help to clean it.” 

Cinder sighed and went back to scrubbing the mud off the floor. “I-I can handle it. I dont need… help.” 

“Dont be afraid to ask me for help if you need it. I’m going to be staying here for a few more days, so maybe I can keep you a bit of company.” 

Cinder paused once more mid scrub as she watched the huntress walk away, her fingers twitched as they curled around the scrub brush tighter. It all had to be a trick of some sort, something her step-sisters put the huntress up to in order to make sure she could get punished. Not that it really mattered, she hadnt gone a day in the year she had lived with her stepmother where punishment of some sort wasnt off the table for her. And yet, the offer the huntress gave her seemed… genuine. More genuine than she was used to. 

She started to scrub the floor again until the mud was cleaned up from the upper levels and slid the scrub brush into her water bucket. The clock chimed as it hit the hour, and Cinder counted each chime. Ten chimes. Which meant it was finally time for her to make her way to bed. She made her way down towards the kitchen to dump her bucket, until she passed a room with an open door. 

Cinder sat her water bucket down near the door and peeked in. Her eyes caught the sight of an axe rifle sitting unattended against the bookshelf in the room. It was almost as if a gift was being given to her. A weapon she could take to fight back and free herself. She found herself taking a step into the room until she was close enough to place a hand on the shaft of the axe. 

“She’s pretty, isnt she?” 

Cinder took a hurried step back as she turned around, the weapon clattered to the ground as it was knocked over. She flinched at the sound, ready for the beating she had expected to take. “I’m sorry!” 

“Sorry?” The huntress asked as she walked over to her. “Sorry for what? There’s no harm in looking at a weapon. Though, you probably shouldnt touch it in case you hurt yourself.” 

Cinder braced for the slap she expected, not aware that she had started to hold her breath. Then, she heard the huntress pick up her weapon and lean it against the bookshelf again. Once she was sure she wasnt going to be hit, she slowly started to relax. “You… you’re not upset?” 

“For knocking over Sundered Rose?” The huntress shook her head and smiled a bit. “I have a couple kids at home, so she’s used to getting knocked over. I’m much more worried about her accidentally firing if she’s knocked down hard enough, but I keep her unloaded so I dont have to worry too much.” 

Cinder slowly nodded, but kept watch on the weapon. All she had to do was wait for a moment when the huntress wasnt around and she could take it for herself. Though, the hard part would be trying to take it out without getting caught. The blade of the axe was a bit too large to fit into the vents, and walking out of the room with it was just going to get her caught. 

“What’s your name?” 

“My… my name?” Cinder asked, caught a bit off guard with the question. “C-Cinder. My name is Cinder.” 

“I’m Summer,” Summer answered back as she sat down. “You can try to pick her up if you’d like. You seem quite interested in her.” 

Cinder paused for a moment as if she considered the thought. After a few quiet moments, she reached out to pick up the weapon. It was a lot heavier than she expected and she struggled to hold it with both hands. She sat it down with a *thump* and winced as her arms hurt. 

“A bit heavy, right?” Summer asked. “Most people think that. But, I think with a bit of training, you might be able to use a weapon like this.” 

“Training?” 

“I'd like to train you as a huntress. If you’re interested.” 

“A huntress…” 

Summer nodded and offered a hand to Cinder. “I know most people turn a blind eye to how you’re treated, but I want to offer to train you as a huntress. I cant take you away from here, but I can train you to get ready for the exams. How old are you?” 

Cinder paused for a moment to think about her age. “T-Twelve,” she lied. “I’m twelve.” 

“Five years,” Summer hummed for a moment. “Five years doesnt give us a lot of time to train, but… I think we can manage it. Though, I’ll have to get permission from your mother first-” 

“No!” Cinder said as she tried to stop Summer from standing up, a hand instinctively reached to the collar around her neck. For a moment, it almost felt like Summer was looking for something as she stared at her and she lowered her hand from her collar. “She uh… she’d… she’d never let me.” 

“Dont worry about her,” Summer said with a grin. “I can be persuasive enough.” 

Cinder felt her heart stop for a moment as she watched Summer stand up and start making her way out of her room. She lingered in Summer’s room for a moment before she began to slowly follow after, each shaky step almost felt like time had started to slow down as she worried about what her step-mother would do to Summer. The idea of being a huntress was unthinkable, her step-mother would never allow it. And even if she did, it would end up with a shock through her collar to remind her of her place. 

And yet… she continued to follow Summer almost out of hope. That maybe there was a chance that she could be a huntress, to get out of this place and leave it behind. A hope that she had only felt once before when she saw her step-mother come around to adopt her the first time. Her breath hitched as she watched Summer walk into her step-mother’s office and the door close in front of her. She pressed a careful ear to the door to listen in, shaking as she held still. 

“What can I do for you,” the Madame asked, almost annoyed that she was being bothered. “And you’ll need to make it quick, my office is usually closed at this time of night.” 

Summer dragged a chair over and sat down. “I would like to train Cinder to be a huntress.” 

“A huntress? And why would you want to do that? She can barely follow instructions with chores and helping keep this place running.” 

“I’m sure you can afford some extra help.” 

“This hotel is not making enough for me to hire extra help while I have my daughters to take care of,” the Madame retorted. “So unless you’re going to offer another suggestion-” 

“You’ll get a stipend for her being a huntress,” Summer interrupted. 

“Explain.” 

“As long as I register her as an out of schooling trainee and provide proof that she is being trained under my care, Atlas Academy will provide a small stipend to pay for training equipment, food, lodging, and travel that is needed. That will all be yours.” 

Cinder started to get a bit worried as the Madame went quiet. After a minute of silence, she finally heard the Madame’s voice and let out the breath she was holding. 

“You can train her,” the Madame answered. “She will not be allowed to leave the kingdom borders and she will still live here, however, you will be able to stay as long as you desire in order to train her.” 

Summer paused for a moment to consider everything. “I’m allowed to take her out of Atlas borders once a month for training against grimm that arent native to here.” 

“One day of my choosing.” 

“I can agree to that.” 

“Then you may train her.” 

Cinder pulled away from the door as she heard Summer make her way out of the office and feigned checking the wall for anything to clean. Once she saw Summer out of the corner of her eye, she paused and looked over at her. 

“We start first thing in the morning,” Summer said as she walked over to Cinder. “Get some rest and meet me outside the hotel. We have some paperwork we have to fill out first.”

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The Ever After doubles as something of an afterlife. There are characters based on people Team RWBY (and Neo) knew who previously died, though they're not really the same.

(This will be a fun idea)

Ruby took a few, slow, deep breaths as she paced around the forest she and her team were in. The Ever After. They couldnt possibly be in a place that was written about in a fairytale. It was all supposed to be make believe, a story designed to help young kids figure out the world around them. “R-right, the… the Ever After. And we’re… sure this is where we are?” 

“I figured you’d be much more excited about this,” Yang said as she put a hand on Ruby’s shoulder. “Like a dream come true.” 

“We need to find a way out,” Ruby said as she started to walk forward. Find a way out, find a way back to Remnant, to Vacuo. Be the hero, the one who would stop Salem… all of it on her. Not that she had any idea on how to stop Salem. Ozpin didnt have a plan, she didnt know where to start with trying to find out a way to stop her, Yang was still missing her prosthetic, Atlas was gone… 

“Gah!” Ruby yelled out as she slammed a fist into a tree. She panted as she watched her hand shake, a sprinkle of rain came down onto her along with a crack of thunder overhead. Her head still reeled with the thought of being told Penny was dead. 

“Ruby,” Penny’s voice called out in almost an echo. “Ruby!” 

Ruby nearly perked up and looked out in the direction she heard the voice. “Little, you said there’s a village down this way, right?” 

“Yes, there is,” Little answered. “Should be where Jinxy is and where we can find Yang’s arm.” 

“Great! Then we need to start-” 

Weiss frowned and put up a glyph to stop Ruby from rushing off. “We still dont even know how far that village is. We cant run off and expect to find it.” 

“Weiss is right,” Blake said. “We still dont know how everything is laid out or if the village is that close.” 

Ruby frowned and looked around the glyph for a moment and towards a bridge in the distance. “I heard Penny! She’s down here!” 

“Penny’s dead.” Weiss sighed and dropped her glyph. “I know you want her to be down here, but I watched her die.” 

“I know you said she’s dead, but… I really heard her voice.” Ruby took a few steps down the path, her voice cracked as she spoke again. “M-maybe it works differently if she died in that space. Maybe she really did end up down here.” 

“She might have a point,” Yang said. “I mean, we ended up down here too, right? So what’s to say that anyone else who died up there didnt end up down here too?” 

Ruby smiled a bit and started to run down the path. “I’ll race you guys there!” 

“Wait Ruby!” Weiss called out. “Slow down!” 

Ruby used her semblance to rush down the path and across the bridge, her heart pounded at the thought of seeing Penny again, to feel the warmth of her touch, to finally tell her exactly how she felt. Far too many words had been left unsaid for far too long and now she could finally have the chance to say them to her. To finally come out and to tell her-

“And here we have a fine ruby, great for decoration!” Penny’s voice said. 

Ruby stopped at the edge of the village, a blush across her cheeks as she looked out towards the denizens and the cart they surrounded. And there stood Penny, or at least a puppet like doll that looked like Penny who stood next to a racoon. But it had to be Penny. She sounded just like her, her emerald green eyes sparkled in the sun just like they did when she first met her in Vale, no doubt it was her.

With a deep breath, Ruby walked over to join the crowd and watched as one of the denizens grabbed the ruby that Penny had been holding. A small smile crossed her lips for a brief moment as she watched Penny grab the next item for auction. 

“And here we have a pretty black bow,” Jinxy said as they motioned for Penny to show off the item to the crowd. “For this rare object, I’ll part with it for the small price of… one’s first kiss.” 

Ruby froze for a moment as she caught a good look at the bow, recognizing it as the bow that Penny had worn. The green power symbol that held the bow together was all too familiar of the one that Penny had worn. She slowly started to raise her hand, just for the chance to talk to Penny once more. 

“And sold to the girl in red!” Jinxy said as they pointed to Ruby. “My assistant will take your payment.” 

Ruby slowly walked up to Penny, her heart pounded in her chest as the world almost seemed to come to a stop. Here she was, ready to tell Penny exactly what she had been wishing to tell her for weeks, for months. And now, she was going to kiss her. 

Once she reached the top of the stairs, she smiled as she looked into Penny’s eyes. “Penny, I’m glad I found you again.” 

“Penny?” Penny said as she cocked her head a bit. “My name is Penelope. But I am afraid I do not know who you are.” 

Ruby froze for a moment as she took another look at the Penny in front of her, her fingers shook as she gently reached for the bow. “But you’re… you’re Penny. We were friends.” 

“I think I would remember someone like you in my life. But, I can not say I remember much from my ascension. Jinxy found me a couple days ago and offered to let me be here since my purpose is to help those around me. And you still owe us payment for the bow. Unless… unless you do not have a first kiss you can give.” 

Ruby felt her heart shatter the longer she looked at Penny. Every facet of her was the woman she had grown to know in Atlas over the last few weeks, the same friend she had made all the way back in Vale. And yet, sitting right in front of her, was someone that she didnt know anymore. The Penny she had known was gone, and in replacement was the Penny that was here as part of the Ever After. 

Jinxy let out a sigh and put a hand on Ruby. “I’m afraid we’ll have to sell the bow off to the next person if you cant make the payment. Maybe there’ll be another item that you can make a payment for.” 

Ruby slowly nodded and turned to walk off the stairs. Her legs shook with each step, her heart felt like it was going to pound right out of her chest as it tightened up with each breath, even the words she had wanted to say wouldnt leave her lips. And yet, all she could do was get herself back to the crowd to join her team who had just arrived and listen to Penny’s voice. 

“Sorry about that everyone,” Penny had said as she pulled out the next item. “We will auction the bow again, but for now, the next item will be this golden scepter!” 

“All for the price of a hug!” Jinxy added. 

“Everything okay, Ruby?” Yang asked. 

Ruby shook her head and went back to watching the auction. “No. Lets… lets find your arm and then find our way out. We have friends waiting for us.”

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Ok I finally finished it!

Puppy HRT Interlude - Freaks

Featuring @kaylasartwork, thank you so much for those awesome backgrounds! ^^

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Videos will never be useless. They will always have a use even if they're pushed to the wayside.

The basics are always going to be needed and AI will never replace that. Someone will always find a video they need.

The year is 2024. If you want to learn how to do something, there are literal centuries of video you can find on YouTube and watch to pick up the basics and get started.

You decide to learn about investing and the stock market. You are a reasonably smart individual. You know that there are millions of hours of videos on YouTube you can watch to learn about investments. You also know that 99% of them are bullshit. Your main source of easily finding tutorials is filled with scam artists finance conspiracies and con men on this specific topic, and you are basically fucked

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@melonishus

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A thing I love to do is telling prepper dudes that one of my disaster readiness skills is making stuffed animals. They never get it. Like, my dude, when things get very bad and we're all sharing overcrowded shelters, you're gonna want the power to comfort children. Trust me.

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It's once again that time of year for me when I look back to how things were going a decade ago and, while my life isn't perfect, I'm in a much better spot now than I used to be.

It was 11 years ago today that I found out that most of the people I considered friends wanted nothing to do with me. I had gotten put onto academic suspension by the college I was going to, I was still trying to get a job, I was still trying to figure out my gender situation and who I was to begin with. And at that time, I had wanted nothing more than to kill myself. I didn't have anything to look forward to, no one to lean on, just myself and a family I did not want to go back to.

And it'd only be a few years later when I'd lose the job I had, get kicked out of the place I was staying at, and have to move back in with my parents to try to get myself stable again.

But now, here I am, finally figuring myself out, working and supporting myself, I have things to look forward to, and I'm still alive.

I've made a lot of mistakes, trusted a lot of people I shouldn't have, and hit rock bottom more than I wanted to. But... things ended up getting better. It took time and effort, a lot of help to get myself to this point, a lot of self searching and a transition to finally be me.

I dont know who needs to hear this, but I promise things will get better. It's definitely something I wish I could've told my younger self.

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On Twitter there are currently a lot of Christians and Muslims getting really angry about ways that Jews work around restrictions on work during Shabbat, and, like, honestly I do not understand why they care? Just a lot of non-Jews telling nice Orthodox Jews that they’re doing their religion wrong for no reason.