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Henry gets jealous because you spend time with Richard

The risk of jealousy - TSH

Henry Marchbanks Winter x GN!Reader

Dearest anonymous, I hope you can forgive him and his denial of jealousy.

The sharp claw of jealousy finally scratches the untouchable Henry.

I’ve always been incredibly particular about whom I associate with. The people around me need to be worthy. Now, I am well aware that my choice of words may make me sound arrogant, so allow me to explain: I want them to have shared interests, to be able to hold late-night debates on esoteric topics, while giving me a sense of belonging and consequently not tiring me out socially. I do not ask for much, really. Alas, one cannot always get what one desires.

The little group of which I’m currently a part of is… pleasant. The twins regularly host dinners which are, of course, the birthplace of many fights and arguments regarding the most trivial subjects that usually end up with Henry winning. Francis unhesitatingly puts his aunt’s house at our disposal whenever desiderium naturae strikes us and amusingly complains about some disease or other the whole way there. I even consider some of Bunny’s jokes witty on the rare occasions when he stops being insufferable. Unfortunately, they all give me a shallow sense of belonging that only manages to make itself felt in transit moments. However, Henry is different. With him, I feel content reading in silence after a long day, waking up in the same bed, legs intertwined under the soft cotton sheets he insists on buying with Apolon tugging at our lazy eyelids or simply challenging one another’s knowledge on whatever topic interests us at a given moment. A continuous childlike rendez-vous.

I do not know why I have been so platonically attracted to Richard of late. When he first joined our Greek class, he did not strike me as someone who would manage to integrate his lowly self into our complexly layered group, or even more, someone who would enjoy my presence. He was and still is flawed and ordinary. However, this normality flowing through every habit, every movement, or expression is a strange refresh in an intangible web of meticulously tangled appearances and facades. Richard is not some ancient scholar buried in paradoxical ideals, Gods-praising rituals, and glorious beliefs, but a modern human. He is aware of the current world, unisolated, present, an active participant. Not only does he attend parties but he also drinks, kisses, and loves strangers. Though an exaggeration to the unknowing eye, he seems to me quite the Epicurean in a cult of Stoics (excluding Bunny).

Despite my writings above which one might foolishly mistake as praise on my part, I must now dive into Richard’s own tendency to fictitiousness. He throws, here and there, long, lavish fabrications (with the aid of which he becomes unconsciously arrogant) and slight inexactitudes he considers too small to pass unnoticed by the attentive ear. And according to my fate and against my trusted intuition, I found myself unable to stop listening whenever he started talking about his (fake) childhood in California filled with swimming pools and orange groves and dissolute, charming show-biz parents, teenage years with a new girlfriend every night, the newest dramas (if they truly do exist and are not yet other fictions) circling Hampden.

There is a quirk. I notice it now, when we’re all standing in the day room of Francis’, or rather his aunt’s, manor. Charles is playing the piano filling the room with gifts for ears, showing off as he always does, while Bunny comments on one rhythm or another, challenging him, fueling him further. Everything is normal, except for one detail that does not escape me. Henry grows more agitated with every single one of Richard’s grant histoires. Albeit, the so-called agitations are rather minuscule, but I pride myself in being able to distinguish them. A small frown, creasing his pale forehead just the right amount for it to disappear just as quickly and nonchalantly as it came, a constant rub of his hand against his limped leg, and a novel proneness to small physical gestures: touching knees, pressing shoulders, his hand on the small of my back or idly playing with my fingers. I settle on questioning him later since I know he will not show any truths of his mind in such large company. 

We share a room, since we stopped bothering to hide our relationship long ago from the others. Henry’s already in bed, his nose buried in a book, dressed in his pyjamas, his initials embroidered upon the left side of his chest; H.M.W. If I had been told years ago that I was to be sharing a bed or be in a relationship with the person I suffered the least, the one that I had to compete with in Julian’s classes, the one that knew how to push my buttons I would have died of agony. But now I’m content. I know of the infatuation rendering me blind. My life has become a continuous torture, knowing that I wouldn’t be able to live without him. Just like Zeus who vows to fulfil his promise with a single sacred nod of his head, so am I unable to change the basis of my passion. He is in all my plans. In all the joys the future holds. In the dead of night, in Julian’s lessons, in the summer by the lake, instead of my mind’s eye being fully focused on one specific task, it always switches without fail to him.

I lower myself onto the bed next to him. “You seemed troubled earlier, in the day room.” I ask casually an indirect question.

“You’ve been spending an awful time with Richard.” He responds swiftly, tonelessly, simply pointing out a fact. 

I consider my answer for a moment. “I suppose so.” I hum, just as my head hits the pillow. “Don’t you find him intriguing? He watches the news on television.”

“Intriguing?” He blurts out, closing his book and putting it on the bedside table. Clearly, I have his attention. He turns on his side to fully face me, his hair falling over his forehead and slightly over his glasses. “His intriguing part eludes me. You are wasting your time with him, listening to his rambles.” He says clearly irritated, not bothering to keep up his stoic facade. “I assure you, you would be much better spending your time wisely.”

I frown. This is unusual of him. “He is in our class, is he not? I cannot avoid him.”

“Of course not, that’s not what I am suggesting.” His eyebrows remain furrowed. “What I do mean is that he does not bring you any benefit.” He continues in a monotone. “Why must you listen to him with the same attention and interest as you listen to me?”

Ah, I see. Henry is jealous.

“Is this jealousy?” I ask attempting desperately to restrain the slight smile forming on my face. 

“You are mistaken.” He ‘corrects’ me sharply, raising his eyebrows.  “I am merely stating that I see no point in your interactions with Richard when you could gain much more from being in my presence.”

I raise a sceptical eyebrow. He acts as if I wouldn’t mourn his death in the same way Achilles mourned Patroclus’, with rage and violence.

Words are imperfect communication devices, so I pull him down by the back of his neck and press my lips against his in a pleasant normality. I feel him slightly relax against me, his hand resting on my neck.

“Henry,” I mumble as we part, forcefully stretching our souls apart. I remove his glasses and place them down next to us and his forehead naturally falls against mine “you know better than to have such doubts.”

“I do.” He mumbles back, not bothering to deny his feelings anymore. “However, it proves to be quite difficult to not have them when-” He stops considering his words. “When you plague me so. There is no day or night in which your existence takes mercy on me and does not destroy the little rationality I have left.” He lowers himself down on the bed next to me. “You inexplicably and absurdly manage to be and eradicate my sanity.” He sighs. “And it certainly does not help when you look at Richard with the same eyes you look at me.” Henry mutters.

My hand finds his and I chuckle. “I’d argue I look at him with entirely different eyes.” At my comment, Henry raises an amused eyebrow. “Perhaps you’ll stop seeing shadows where there are none.”

That is all he needs to defeat his insomnia in my arms once again and to fall prey to sleep’s vicious grasp his body indistinguishable from mine under the sheets, sharing one breath.

[monsterfuckerconfessions]

I'm a mimic enjoyer through and through, here to spread the word.

That said.

Rejoice, adventurers, for it is mimic mating season !

Mimics whether they reproduce asexually or sexually often need living lures during mating season, and what a luck to become a lure !

Mimics often keep a prey alive as a way to lure in more preys, as they need more nutrients as to produce a progeny. It is not uncommon for mating mimics to simply swallow an adventurer only to keep them alive as a lure once their clothes and equipments are dissolved.

Most living lures are often fastened to one of the mimic's tongue or sexual apendage, acting like an angler's fish light as to draw in more prey. The lucky adventurer who is kept as a lure gets to be throughoutly spread and used by the mimic, mostly as a way to draw in horny adventurers or helping hands with their moans. But most of the time the lure is far too drunk with sex to even process it's function. Anonymous Adventurers who survived as a mimic's lure describe the experience as "pure bliss", saying they enjoyed being "fucked ass to mouth like a cocksleeve" or "having their cervix spread like a glove around a giant's hand" during the entire maying season.

Living lures are also used by mating mimics to attract partners if they reproduce sexually, as their pheromones mixed with the mimic's are a potent aphrodisiac for potential partners. But since the lure is usually tightly fastened to the mimic's reproductive organ through one of their holes it is not uncommon for observers to find multiple mimics mating through the body of a living lure or mating through their respective lures.

It is also a commom occurence, wether the mimic reproduces sexually or asexually, for the mimic to stuff it's egg, or eggs, inside of it's lure before letting it go, as a way to spread the specie and it's genes. Although mimic birth from humanoid subjects are relatively undocumented because of the dangerous nature of a mimic offspring. It is unknown if the mimic child eats it's human host or simply keeps it as a living lure as well. Fortunately mimic eggs can be disposed of before they reach maturity.

When multiple mimics mate through one lure, it is not uncommon for said lure to be kept as a seedbed by the now bonded pack of mimics. Which is why seasoned adventurers recommend to not fight sexually reproducing mimics during their mating season.

Futhermore, while most mimic that reproduce asexually often let go of their lures once the mating season is done, the mimics that sexually reproduce have an habit of keeping their lures for the entirety of their life cycle, during which they stay fastened to the mimic and usually keep being used as a distraction or lure by the mimic, even after the end of mating season. This behavior has been compared to the way giant spiders can sometimes keep "pets" bound in their web, "pets" through which they reproduce as well or use as a way to raise their youngs.

For the unlucky ones, the mimic can eat them as a way to regain energy after mating, but one anonymous reanimated adventurer still says it is still "worth it." Immortality amulets or reanimation statues (multiple uses not single, mimics are playfull like cats when it comes to food) are recommended.

There also has been rumors of mimics who bonded with their lures, a phenomenon referred to as "mimic brides" but not enough proofs are available as of now. The fate of the brides is thought to be similar to the one of the seedbed although with a singular mimic, whether it be asexually or sexually reproducing one.

This mimic mating season, if you want to keep out of trouble, avoid moaning objects and moaning adventurers in the dungeon !

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[cha5otic]

Oh hey, a custom Bionicle/Hero Factory head pack

(cannot seem to find any on the web, or I'm bad at finding things, so)

There is mainly two head types in the pack, Matoran Universe head and Agori/Glatorian head. Had to differentiate them cause apparently they have different eye heights and the latter type is a lot less forgiving in space

The Matoran Universe head is compatible with Mata, Metru, Okoto connections (except Hewkii Mahri's Garai, rip, also prolly Teridax's Kraahkan). The Agori/Glatorian head is compatible with Agori/Glatorian, HF Breakout, HF Brain Attack (screw HF 2.0 and 3.0 heads)

(Edit) Things to note about the models:

-Garai is incompatible due to space needed for the Okoto's mask connections, may be revised soon

-had to cut a bit of the bar from the HF Brain Attack to make the head fit into Agori/Glatorian helmets

-Agori/Glatorian heads are smushed to make sure Brain Attack visor+helmet fits

-the heads are a little bit taller (half an axle/pin taller) for light pipings

-will prolly edit the models soon so the light pipings will work better, especially for the nyan head

-idk why but stud.io seem to make the parts ricochet wildly when inserted

Also bonus torso piece and foot, its articulated (why haven't they thought of this)

Also apparently every rendering software I had broke when I tried exporting the stud.io model for render

File is here, idk what other free anonymous file hosting sites there is, remind me if you want it reuploaded since PixelDrain only hosts it for a few months

[darkccfinds]

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[itmeansiris]

The Solar System Legacy Challenge: Answers Gen 1 pt.70

Takara's office was buzzing with enegry when M arrived. She stopped at the front desk instantly recongizing the long term receptionist.

M: Hi Renee. How have you been?

Renee: Mercury Hi! It's so nice to see you. It's been too long since you've come by. I'm good. How are you?

M smiled genuinely, she had always liked Renee. She was a sweet girl who you could usually find sketching. M had been honored to receive one of herself a few years back when Renee had been just an intern.

M: I'm good, thanks. I'm here to see Takara.

Renee: She's been waiting for you. She's just finishing up with a meeting. Do you want to wait in her office?

Before M could decline. Takara appeared.

Takara: Mercury.

Old fashioned but customary with Tomarang elders, M bowed when she greeted Takara.

M: Takara, hi.

Takara: Stop that M. You look tired.

Takara chastised her earnestly.

M: I didn't sleep well.

Takara: I can imagine. I saw the photos.

Mercury fidgets unable to quell her frayed nerves.

M: Yeah, I've seen them.

She responds dejectedly.

Takaras' demeanor softens. She sighed heavily and pulled Mercury in for a hug. M tightly embraced the middle-aged woman she had known all her adult life, drawing comfort from the contact.

Takara: Come.

They take the short walk to Takara's office. She takes a seat behind her desk but M stands.

Takara: Why didn't you call me as soon as you saw them?

M looked away slightly embarrassed by the whole ordeal. She had prayed that Takara was calling to discuss the book but had suspected otherwise.

M: Is this what you wanted to talk about?

Takara: Look. Who is this?

She turned around to inspect the photo on the screen and her temper flared.

M: Paris. How do you know her?

She practically hissed through clinched teeth.

Takara: I don't, but after I saw those photos I had my people do some digging. The images led back to this girl. She not only took them but was also the one who posted them from an anonymous page. Stupid girl doesn't know how to clean up behind herself. She didn't even get rid of the originals online properly. Guess she thought deleting them meant they were gone forever. How naive.

M: Okay. So Paris took the pictures. She's friends with Madison and Madison is seeing Kason. Are we all caught up? This doesn't change anything, He was still there. With her!

She could feel that anger she had been worried about rising, as she drew the conclusion that Takara was defending Kason.

Takara calmly responds.

Takara: Yes, he was there. With me.

M: With.. you?

Takara: Yes, with me.

Takara tapped a few keys and pulled up her emails. She scrolls for a while before stopping on an email thread that is addressed to Kason. She opened the email and scrolls to the top allowing M to read each email in its entirety. Then she opened a web browser and pulls up The Sims Daily from a week prior. In the Recent neighborhood stories section are images of Kason, Takara and Madison all at the cafe. Next to it was the usual celebrity sighting story of Takara and Husband of bestselling author Mercury Gratz eating at the local cafe.

M felt her world shift back into place. The relief she felt overwhelmed her and she went to take a seat, unsure her legs would continue to support her.

Takara: You see. Our little red-haired friend conveniently left yours truly out of the photos. Kason was helping Madison's club host an event, for you.

M: Why didn't he just tell me?

Takara: Me again. I swore him to secrecy.

M smiled to herself. She knew what it meant to be sworn to secrecy by Takara. It was like taking a blood oath.

Takara: Guess he took it pretty serious. Kid's got guts holding out like that when someone tried to take advantage. Shows how much faith he has in your trust in him.

The relief instantly turns to guilt. It plagued her mind with doubt and regret.

M: (Did I believe him? Will he forgive me? Does he hate me? I called him a liar. How could I be so ungrateful?)

M: And Madison?

She asked instead. Trying to stay focused. Takara shook her head dismissing the implied question.

Takara: Trust me when I say that Madison means you no harm. If she was after anyone it would have been you, M. I promise you, nothing is going on. I wanted to talk about your book deadline but maybe that's enough for today. Go home, kiss and make up with your husband and get some rest. That's and order.

Brindelton Dog Park (While M is meeting with Takara)

Kason arrived at the dog park 5 minutes early. He unleashed Comet and set him free. The clouds were dark and gray. They danced across the sky, teasing with the threat of rain. He pulled his coat tightly around him, the cold and cloudy day adding to his already somber mood. He took a seat on the bench and waited.

Madison: Hey Kason. I don't have much time. What's up?

He stood, his body ridged.

Kason: What the hell is this Madison?

He asked his voice nearly a growl.

Madison: ....Paris.

She spoke her friend's name with resignation. That alone was an admission of guilt. Madison had planned to tell Kason about her friendship with Paris back when she'd gotten that confusing note the night of their meeting. She'd had a bad feeling and figured it was best to come clean before Kason found out on his own. Unfortunately, she'd gotten caught up the next couple of days calling and video chatting with Beckett and it had slipped her mind. Now it was too late.

Kason: Yes. Paris. Care to tell me how you know her?

Madison dropped her chin to her chest, her eyes were downcast in shame.

Madison: Kason, I'm so sorry. I was going to tell you.

Kason: Tell me what Madison?!

He barked, unable to contain his frustration any longer.

Madison: The truth is I knew who you were the day we met. Paris is my best friend. She put me up to saying hello.

Madison: At first I was just going to say hello and leave. I wasn't interested in Paris's game. Then you told me you were married to Mercury and...

Kason: And what? You started a game all your own? Mercury saw those. She thinks something is going on between us.

He replied in an accusatory tone as his eyes filled with disappointment.

Madison: I'm sorry! I told Paris to leave you alone months ago. When she called you after her business trip. I never wanted any-

Kason: You Knew about me for that long? You're as bad as your sick friend. I can't believe I trusted you.

Kason shook his head and turned to leave. He stopped a few paces away and called over his shoulder.

Kason: I'll tell Takara the event is cancelled.

Then he whistled for Comet and left.

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Poses

@elen-shine Top secret & Male emotions

@starrysimsie on the line

[theink-stainedfolk]

New WIP!!!

Mirror, Mirror, Mayhem

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In the labyrinth of Seoul, where secrets hide in reflections and truth bends like glass, two unlikely duos chase a mystery that could unravel them all. Ciro Étoile, a sharp-minded forensics analyst and a rebellious streak, thrives on decoding the impossible—until a string of bizarre crimes pulls him back to a past he tried to bury. Forced to team up with Royce Verenne, a hacker whose lollipop habit masks a brilliant mind, Ciro navigates a city of shadows and screens, where every clue points to a cryptic group known as the Order of the Shattered Star.

Meanwhile, within the Order’s ranks, Chae Yul’s optimism clash with Yeon Sohwi’s quiet resolve. Tasked with guarding the Order’s eerie artifacts, they’re drawn together by whispered doubts and a shared dream of escape. As Ciro and Royce’s viral web show, a daring exposé of the city’s darkest mysteries, catches the Order’s attention, Yul and Sohwi find their loyalties tested—caught between duty and the pull of something deeper.

With mirrors broadcasting cryptic messages and danger lurking in every reflection, these four must confront their fears, trust their unlikely allies, and unravel a truth that threatens to shatter them all. In a city where nothing is as it seems, love and betrayal are just a glance away.

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Character Introduction

CIRO ÉTOILE

Age: 27

Birthday: February 8, 1998

Zodiac Sign: Aquarius

Ethnicity: Mixed (French-Korean)

Height: 6’1”

Build: Tall, lean, with a commanding presence

Eyes: Black, piercing and unreadable

Hair: Icy silver with teal streaks, perfectly messy

Skin Tone: Pale, with a cool undertone

Dominant Hand: Right

Style: Modern Korean streetwear—oversized black jacket with neon green stitching, fitted dark jeans, heavy boots. Accessories include blue-tinted aviator glasses (worn for style), a crossbody bag with detective gadgets, and a silver star pendant tucked under his shirt.

Moodboard: Black, navy, neon green, silver accents. Imagery includes Seoul’s neon-lit alleyways, a foggy lighthouse, K-pop album covers, a pile of chunky sneakers, a Polaroid camera, and a cryptic mirror. Vibe: urban, trendy, mysterious.

Appearance:

Ciro’s intimidating aura—tall frame, piercing gaze, and sharp features—screams “don’t mess with me,” but his relaxed posture and teal-streaked hair soften the edge. Multiple silver piercings (five across both ears, one brow, one lip) and his aviator glasses add a rebellious flair. His star pendant, a keepsake from his father, is a quiet reminder of his past.

Past:

Born to a French father and Korean mother, Ciro grew up in France, where his father, an amateur sleuth obsessed with the Order of the Shattered Star, taught him to unravel mysteries. After a case tied to the Order ruined his father’s life and Ciro’s reputation as a criminal psychologist, he went off-grid, only to resurface as the reluctant host of Mirror, Mirror, Mayhem. His mother’s heritage drew him back to Seoul, seeking answers and anonymity, but the Order’s shadow looms large.

Personality & Traits

✔ Sharp-minded, with a knack for decoding patterns and mysteries

✔ Rebellious, challenging authority with a dry smirk

✔ Fiercely independent, working alone until Royce crashes in

✔ Protective, especially of Royce, though he hides it behind sarcasm

✔ Witty, cracking dry jokes in tense moments

✔ Guarded, struggling with trust due to past betrayals

✔ Sentimental in secret, holding onto his father’s pendant

Hobbies:

Listening to K-pop playlists (an ATEEZ stan)

Collecting absurd sunglasses for ironic flair

Reading old detective novels

Analyzing aesthetic clues (fashion, art) to solve

Quirks:

Taps his aviator glasses when deep in thought

Chews on a toothpick or pen when not talking

Runs his hand through his hair when stressed, making it messier

Always has music playing, even during

Likes & Dislikes

✅ Likes:

K-pop (especially ATEEZ)

Trendy sneakers

Lemonade mojitos

Solving impossible mysteries

Teasing Royce to see him flustered

Getting his hunch right.

❌ Dislikes:

The Order’s cryptic games

Silence or empty spaces

Being filmed for the show

Sweet foods (except when stealing Royce’s lollipop)

Bureaucratic red tape

Losing

Favorite Food:

Spicy ramen

Dark chocolate

Lemonade

A Line That Defines Him:

“Truth’s a mirror—look too long, and it starts looking back.”

~~~

ROYCE VERENNE

Age: 26

Birthday: July 19, 1999

Zodiac Sign: Cancer

Ethnicity: Western

Height: 5’9”

Build: Slim, wiry, with a restless energy

Eyes: Warm brown, bright with mischief

Hair: Bubblegum pink, fluffy and slightly tousled

Skin Tone: Light, with a soft golden undertone

Dominant Hand: Left

Style: Casual-techie—green bomber jacket stuffed with candy wrappers and gadgets, loose jeans, high-top sneakers. Wears round yellow-tinted glasses and a hacked smartwatch that intercepts signals.

Moodboard: Forest green, sunny yellow, bubblegum pink. Imagery includes a cluttered desk with tech gadgets, a bowl of colorful candy, a sunny beach boardwalk, a comic book stack, a glowing computer screen. Vibe: bright, chaotic, playful.

Appearance:

Royce’s bubblegum pink hair and quirky glasses give him a playful, almost chaotic charm, but his sharp eyes betray a brilliant mind. His bomber jacket, always bulging with lollipops and tech tools, makes him look like he just rolled out of a hacker’s lair. A faint scar on his knuckle hints at past trouble, and his smartwatch blinks with custom code.

Past:

Raised in a bustling city as the youngest of three in a family of engineers, Royce taught himself to hack at 14, landing in hot water when he breached a government system. His mother’s death when he was young left him disconnected from his family, but Seoul’s tech scene drew him. Now a private investigator and the mastermind behind Mirror, Mirror, Mayhem, he uses his charm and tech skills to chase mysteries—and Ciro’s attention.

Personality & Traits

✔ Playful and witty, with a flirtatious streak

✔ Brilliant hacker, solving puzzles with ease

✔ Empathetic, acting as the emotional anchor for Ciro

✔ Mischievous, hiding vulnerabilities behind humor

✔ Dreamer, chasing adventure but fearing loneliness

✔ Persistent, especially in pursuing Ciro romantically

✔ Charismatic, winning over allies with ease

Hobbies:

Hacking and tinkering with retro tech gadgets

Collecting comic books

Exploring Seoul’s cafes for bubble tea

Creating viral edits for the show

Quirks:

Always has a lollipop in his mouth, swapping flavors by mood (cherry for confidence, blue raspberry when nervous)

Fidgets with his glasses when thinking hard

Hums pop songs absentmindedly, even under Ciro’s glares

Collects random tech scraps “just in case”

Likes & Dislikes

✅ Likes:

Lollipops (cherry is king)

Comic books

Mango bubble tea

Hacking challenges

Flirting with Ciro

Seoul’s vibrant tech scene

❌ Dislikes:

Being ignored or forgotten

The Order’s secrecy

Bland food (needs flavor)

Slow internet

Ciro’s stubborn silences

Feeling powerless

Favorite Food:

Cherry lollipops

Mango bubble tea

Cheesy pizza

A Line That Defines Him:

“I hack systems, sure, but you’re the puzzle I want to solve.”

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My ♡s: @paeliae-occasionally @willtheweaver @drchenquill @wyked-ao3 @the-inkwell-variable @corinneglass @seastarblue @keeping-writing-frosty @oliolioxenfreewrites @vesanal @orphanheirs @dauntlessdraupadi @oros-ash3s @pheonix358 @loveyouloatheyou @write-with-will

[bantersnatch]

have you ever gone "gee i sure wish i could read a weirdly grounded prequel-slash-character study speculating about host!vic's relationship with their step family"?

...no?

well. that's what i wanted. i wanted it so badly, in fact, that i've gone and written it myself. if you've ever gone looking for a longer/multichapter vip fic, or you want to see host!vic start out bad and get so much worse, or you just crave bianca content -- there might be something here for you, too!

[43501]

Tagged by aizawashuichi (see originating post here) to post the first lines of 10 (or fewer) of your latest fanfics and tag 10 (or fewer) people. I don't have anybody to tag, I think everybody I would have tagged has already been included somewhere.

This pairs really nicely with the last ask I received! A moment of synchronicity. Here are some examples of my actual writing.

Key Performance Indicators [Yuppie Psycho, Reader x Mr Hugo]

11:48AM. You slump back in your chair. Quadrilateral artificial suns blaze from the ceiling at three-tile intervals. Their light scorns your eyes. A dark, rectangular impression on your vision lingers ghostlike when you glance aside at the expanse of pure white wall. When it dissolves your eye is drawn to a thin, dust-laden cobweb, anchored to the stippled texture of the stucco. 'I could reach over with a tissue and clean it away', you think to yourself. This thought has occurred hundreds of times and never translated to motion. The web exists until it is interfered with. You will not interfere with it. It will exist forever, fluttering on the imperceptible current of the air conditioner.

Grindhouse [R18+] [ENA: Dream BBQ, Reader x Ena]

The violence hasn’t started, but even the prelude is a pandemonic assault on the senses. Uptempo music spurs entities of all shapes and sizes to frenetic movement and building the energy higher and higher. You're right there with them, arms in the air and stomping your feet on the colorful floor panels that illuminate the scene from underfoot. A deep, dirty, reverberant bass resounds through the building and unites all as a collective heartbeat, rattling the shoji walls dividing the maze.

Scorching Saturn [R18+] [Twelve Forever, Reader x Buttwitch]

When you try to stand your body is a dead weight, unbearably heavy as if you’re rousing from a deep slumber. As soon as you’re upright with eyes wide open a vague, persistent sense of unreality blankets your perception. The breeze caressing your face, the sparkling sea laid out before you and the plush sand gently compressing beneath your feet all seem perfectly tangible and yet not real at all. Where on earth were you?

Night of the Long Grass [R18+] [Animal Crossing, Static x OC]

Even with the sun long set, an oppressive summer heat lingers in the village. The still night air is thick and damp when I breathe it in, sitting heavy in my lungs. It’s the night of the summer solstice - an important festival for the animals - and celebrations are in full swing. Every year on the evening of the solstice our town hosts a medley concert at the town square. Animals pour in from all of the neighboring villages to participate, eager to earn the adoration of the crowd and score a shiny trophy. Following the concert is a spectacular fireworks show and a raucous party that I’m told often lasts well into the morning hours. Instead, here I am on a perfect summer night, furiously knocking on the door to Static’s house.

Black, Chrome and Midnight Mist [R18+] [Osomatsu-san, Reader x Ichimatsu]

“Overnight stay, standard room, please.” Your hard-earned money vanishes with a paper-on-metal swish into the chrome hollow beneath the anonymity screen. The shadow of someone unidentifiable shifts on the other side of the frosted threshold, counting notes and opening drawers. The unkempt man lingers behind you, hands buried deep into the pockets of his sweatpants. In your peripheral vision you can see him nervously looking about, as though he were unsure of where to place his gaze. An overstuffed dufflebag containing all of his personal effects is cradled under an arm.

Guzmania [R18+] [Pokemon: Sun/Moon, Reader x Guzma]

Plumeria tasking you to pamper her Pokemon wasn’t an uncommon occurrence. You’ve held a reputation as a naturally talented groomer ever since you first joined Team Skull and the admin was dazzled by the impeccable presentation of your own Pokemon. It wasn’t long before the other grunts solicited your expertise as well, seeking you out to be taught a technique or two. Life in Po Town isn’t glamorous, but Team Skull is like family. Squatting on the second-floor foyer of the reclaimed mansion, Plumeria’s Salazzle sits in front of you, faced away. You scoop another heaping of the expensive scale moisturizer, wondering how on earth Plumeria procured it. You realize ‘theft’ tops the list of possibilities and stop questioning it, working the glop into a thin layer between your hands before applying it to its back, working it in with the practiced motions of your fingers.

[eyeballtank]

Nevermind, I got a third post about the 4chan hack thing.

On the subject of a 4chan exodus never happening, it's because too many people use the same few websites and COVID did play a rule into these websites haxing the same mixed web culture.

So in a way, we already witnessed overlaps between 4chan, Tumblr, Reddit etc on Twitter.

Though there's also how the screenshot posting accounts like ShitpostRock, Wakka Ork guy, Pirat Nation etc sound so generic, they sound like feds or when Elon did the "Kek you later frens" thing.

Another thing to consider is that some guys on 4chan technically have alternatives instead of having to use mainstream websites.

Specially when you think of the "normies get out" thing and how some guys are tech nerdy enough to make their own imageboards.

Meanwhile, Tumblr people are more likely to be less nerdy in the tech side of things and there were Tumblr replacements that didn't last long.

Probably because the 4chan alternatives existed for longer but also because said 4chan alternatives are expected to be niche, so they have less trouble hosting their expected amount of people.

So Tumblr users moved to popular sites because Tumblr is a social media site and people online do value socialization (Which applies to fandom too, since socialization is more valued than being a fan of the thing the fandom is about).

And speaking of the definition of "social media", imageboards are about anonymity which probably means they can lost long enough becaues there's no need to make data space for profiles and whatever (Even if they still have some form of user data).

A lot of these failed Tumblr replacements were made for artists who instead moved to Twitter or Newgrounds.

[darkccside]

Thanks to many members of the community we have managed to bring many links back to life and store them in a safe web hosting, but many of them are still lost

This space has been created to facilitate the visualization of the files we are trying to resurrect, listed by creator

🔊 We call on anyone who has files and can or wants to help us complete this list.

You already know how to do it:

📩 In menu section Submit, Ask ✍️ Sending pm 🏷️ Tag me in a post @ // # 👥 Anonymously you will also be welcome here

Thanks a lot in advance! Let’s try to complete it together and not lose it again

Thanks to all those who have contributed to this cause so far on behalf of all those who have found here what they were looking for, for so long. That is the greatness of this community

⚰️ ALL 🥀

⚰️ Acquiresimoleons // Blackbriarsraven

⚰️ Armidi // Armidipodcast

⚰️ Astrasims3

⚰️ Cliosims3

⚰️ Cheesesoupandsims

⚰️ Chinarose

⚰️ Creaturefearsims // Eviesims

⚰️ Devotedlywingedenthusiast

⚰️ Descargassims

⚰️ DizzieSims

⚰️ Editsim

⚰️ Ersel // Ersch // Erselschulz

⚰️ Fakehousesrealawesome

⚰️ Fatboatsims

⚰️ Fearpixls

⚰️ Glaza // Allbyglaza

⚰️ Grumpysimmies

⚰️ Halloweenscones

⚰️ Invisiblesphere

⚰️ Jenba

⚰️ Juba_0oº // Simmist

⚰️ Kinsethdesign

⚰️ LeahLillith

⚰️ Lehma

⚰️ Lemoneaf

⚰️ Lilit666

⚰️ Lyrea // Unbridledsims // Ptylo

⚰️ Mamyrocker // RockthesimsItaly

⚰️ Mcalero

⚰️ Mercy // Nomercy // Monmercy

⚰️ Miba3s

⚰️ Mini-Simmer

⚰️ Missfortunesims // MFS

⚰️ Mkdsims // Saucedshop // Saucemiked

⚰️ Momo // Momosims

⚰️ Moonskin93 // Moonchildlovesthenight

⚰️ Nelo-Style // Simannova // Drippd

⚰️ Ohchiblets

⚰️ Phixil // Obsollen // ICONIC

⚰️ Plbsims

⚰️ Red Riverz // Scarmysims (*no links)

⚰️ Rope // Simsontherope

⚰️ Shoesdl // NewShoes

⚰️ Simnaru

⚰️ Simply-kita-b

⚰️ Skylar // Divide-et-simpera // Asgemsims

⚰️ Snowcrystalsims

⚰️ Subpoint

⚰️ Tankuz

⚰️ Tgzcherry

⚰️ The77sim

⚰️ Thecuriousclementine

⚰️ Theothersim // Peppapots

⚰️ Thetogetherstore

⚰️ Thorns-of-peace // Yesod // Jesod // (...)

⚰️ Tifa

⚰️ Tractusopticus  

⚰️ UrbanMahogany

⚰️ Uponatimedownloads

⚰️ Walkininfected

⚰️ Woe

⚰️ Wondymoon

⚰️ Yhnsims // Yoonhaon

⚰️ Yosimsima

⚰️ Youwannawerewolfornah

⚰️ Yumesims // Neimssimsblog // Cornwall

[beesmygod]

I am fascinated by your true crime posting bc it's just a niche I am super not familiar with and it keeps creeping into my sphere in interesting ways. If someone was not super familiar with true crime, at all, is there a podcast/web series you'd recommend?

fuck me i had this whole thing typed out and then forgot to save it before i turned off my computer to move my furniture back across my office to make my cat happy. so ill just list the things that dont make me sick to listen to

(subject matter is not overly dark in spite of the channel name, mostly just weird)

despite the aesthetics of the previous two they are "just the facts" reporting thats significantly more than a wikipedia summary. host of casefile is anonymous, a big plus

[pupbi]

╭ ⋅┈ ˖˙꒰ა ໑ 𐂯 ౿ ໒꒱˙˖ ┈

☆ • We are the Webcoric Network! A system of 19 alternates 🤍 We also go by Web or Cyber

₊ ˚ 🌠 Abt ˚. ᶻz

  ╰╮Collectively we use He/It, but I (Host) use He/Him & Voi/Void. We alternate between using "I" & "We". We're bodily an adult & will not disclose an exact age.

﹒

﹢💤 Blog . . ๑

  ╰╮Our blog focuses on our age/pet regression! We love to make moodboards & stimboards, agere/petre games & outfits!

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₊ ˚ 🐾 Reqs/Asks ⁺

  ╰╮ Our requests are open!! We'd love to make some boards/games people request, just give us a theme! If you want your req to stay anonymous, just say "keep this anonymous" in your ask !! We have the anon ask feature turned off bc of harassment (ˊ˘ˋ*)

DNI under the cut !!

╰ ⋅┈ ˖˙꒰ა ໑ 𐂯 ౿ ໒꒱˙˖ ┈

╭ ⋅┈ ˖˙꒰ა ໑ 𐂯 ౿ ໒꒱˙˖ ┈

★ • DNI:

➜ Kink / NSFW blogs (DDLG & variants, ADBL, etc even if "sfw")

➜ LGBTQ+ phobic, TERFS, Transmeds

➜ Anti Agere/Petre

➜ Endogenic "systems" & their supporters

➜ Pedo / (NO)MAP / Proship

➜ Pro ED / Thinspo

➜ Basic DNI (ableist/racist/sexist/etc)

➜ ANY political, religious, ED or vent blogs

➜ Anti-Xeno/Neo Prns/Genders

➜ If you're trying to find a loophole, you probably shouldn't interact

╰ ⋅┈ ˖˙꒰ა ໑ 𐂯 ౿ ໒꒱˙˖ ┈

[bantersnatch]

happy holidays!!! i've written some canon-timeline vip <3

After the cameras cut, three different interviewees try to figure out what the hell the Host’s deal is. One succeeds.

[007proxy]

What is an ISP Proxy?

An ISP Proxy is a type of proxy hosted in a data center but uses residential IP addresses. Through ISP proxies, you can take advantage of the speed of data center networks while benefiting from the good reputation of residential IPs.

If ISP proxies are a combination of data center and residential proxies in some way, we might want to first define these terms.

Data Center Proxies are designed with simplicity in mind. In most cases, traffic is forwarded from the proxy client to the data center, where the provider redirects your traffic to the destination. As a result, the traffic originates from one of the IP addresses in the data center, meaning multiple users often share the same IP address. For anyone trying to block their use, this can be a red flag. The main advantages of data center proxies are speed and network stability, as data center networks are very stable and offer gigabit speeds.

Residential Proxies rely on the ability of an Internet Service Provider (ISP) to assign IP addresses tied to specific locations. In other words, you get a legitimate and unique IP address that masks your actual location.

With ISP proxies, you get access to these legitimate and unique IP ranges, and hosting them in a data center provides an additional benefit. This makes ISP proxies particularly effective, offering the benefits of both residential proxy services (such as the ability to surf the web from anywhere and the good reputation of residential IPs) and data center proxy services (such as impressive speed).

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 Why Do You Need ISP Proxies?

As you can see, ISP proxies combine the undetectable features of residential proxies with the speed of data center proxies. ISP proxy providers achieve this by working with different ISPs to provide IP addresses instead of the user's IP address. This makes them especially useful for various tasks. Let’s take a look at some of them:

 1. Web Scraping

ISP proxies are the best choice for web scraping. They provide fast, undetectable connections that allow you to scrape as much data as needed.

 2. Bypass Rate Limiting Displayed as Residential Connections

To prevent attacks like Denial of Service (DoS), most websites and data centers implement rate limiting. This prevents a single IP address from making too many requests or downloading too much data from a single website. The direct consequence is that if you perform web scraping, you are likely to hit these limits.

However, ISP proxies offer a way to bypass rate limits; they use ISP IP addresses to trick the rate limiter code, making it appear as if the requests are coming from a different residential location.

 3. Accessing Geo-Restricted Content

Like all proxies, ISP proxies allow you to change your location, making it appear as though you are accessing the internet from another country or region.

 4. Bulk Purchasing of Limited Edition Products

E-commerce websites take proactive measures to prevent bots (automated scripts) from purchasing products on their platforms. One common technique is to blacklist IP addresses associated with compulsive purchasing behavior. ISP proxies can help you bypass these restrictions.

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 A Closer Look at ISP Proxies

As mentioned earlier, ISP proxies are hosted in data centers and provide internet service provider IP addresses to the destination. Since ISPs own large pools of public IP addresses, it is nearly impossible to trace the computer using the proxy.

While the main benefit is that they are ideal for web scraping, they also provide other features such as:

- Security: End-to-end encryption, firewalls, web filtering, auditing, and analysis.

- Performance: Web caching and high-speed internet from data centers to destinations.

The uniqueness of ISP proxies is that they are the only proxies that directly deal with ISPs to provide the best anonymous connection. While data center proxies are a good option for providing speed and privacy at a lower price, ISP proxies combine the ability to offer speed and anonymity, giving them a significant advantage.

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 Use Cases

The speed and undetectability of ISP proxies make them the preferred choice for large-scale network operations such as web scraping, SEO monitoring, social media monitoring, and ad verification. Let’s take a deeper look at each use case.

 1. Web Scraping

Web scraping is the process of analyzing HTML code to extract the required data from websites.

While the concept is simple, large-scale web scraping requires proxy servers to change your location because many websites display different pages based on your location Additionally, to scrape large volumes of data within a reasonable timeframe, proxies need to be extremely fast. Because of these reasons, ISP proxies are considered the best choice for web scraping.

 2. SEO Monitoring

SEO monitoring involves checking the performance of your website, content, articles, etc., in search engine results. However, search engine results are influenced by your location, and the cookies attached to your web browser can affect the displayed results. To bypass these issues, proxies are needed to anonymize your connection or simulate a user from another global location.

Moreover, SEO monitoring involves frequent access to the same webpage, which could lead to your IP address being blacklisted or subjected to rate limits. Therefore, it’s best to use proxies when performing SEO monitoring.

 3. Social Media Monitoring

Similar to SEO monitoring, activities in social media monitoring can raise suspicion. As a result, you are forced to comply with the host's rules to avoid being blocked or banned from the platform. For example, managing multiple accounts with the same IP address would certainly raise red flags.

In such cases, ISP proxies can be particularly useful because they fool social network algorithms about your IP address, so you won’t be blocked in the end.

 4. Ad Verification

As a marketer, you may want to verify that your advertising partners are delivering on their promises and that the statistics they provide are legitimate.

Ad verification involves scanning the web to check if the ads displayed on various websites match campaign standards, appear on the right sites, and reach the target audience. Since these scans need to cover millions of websites, ISP proxies are ideal to ensure that your ad verification process runs quickly and without being blocked due to excessive use of IP addresses.

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 Conclusion

ISP proxies combine the best of both worlds by offering the speed and stability of data center proxies along with the anonymity and legitimacy of residential proxies. This makes them the perfect tool for activities that require speed, anonymity, and high-volume operations, such as web scraping, SEO monitoring, social media management, and ad verification. By working with ISPs to provide legitimate and unique IP addresses, ISP proxies help users bypass restrictions, access geo-restricted content, and operate more efficiently online.