#also you can't tell here but on the original his wings are white but they also have a very light bluish hue to them as well

[mysticmoondancer]

Spirit Dragon

Name: Soulron

He watches over the Spirit World and can freely cross between the Living World and the Spirit World at will. He helps lost souls find their way to the Spirit World. The gemstone on his chest is called the Spirit Gem and is the source of his power.

[gattnk]

Oh, the mysteries of the Universe! Even with eternity at their disposal, there will always be something new for Cimentus and Putzo to discover and teach.

Here we go! My second-to-last pair of teachers :D I've had way too much fun working on the Golden School staff, I'm almost sad to see them finished.

Cimentus and Putzo are among the many cut characters that didn't make it into the show, which is a shame: other than Arkan and Temptel, I'd argue they're among the best adult characters, their role as comedic relief is impeccable. Here's my usual notes on my work process:

I love working on comedic characters, they give so much room for goofy and eccentric shapes and proportions! I focused on the already exaggerated physical traits present in the source material and brought up as many key features as I could to the forefront.

The comic established both characters' classes as scientific in nature. To represent this, Cimentus and Putzo dress like the archetypical good and evil scientist, respectively: perfect for their new role as Academic Deans of the Cosmic Biophysics faculty. Their eccentric and exaggerated features are meant to combat the misconception that STEM classes are boring: class can't be boring when the teacher looks like that, you know?

The good scientist archetype is easily to distinguish: thick glasses, disorderly hair and, most importantly, a white lab coat. Cimentus already fit the first two criteria, so donning the white lab coat came very naturally to the design. It's also easy to infer his work is associated with a safe class environment: you can tell a lot about a professional's work environment by the type of protective gear they're required to wear in their field. Just needing a cotton lab coat says a lot about angel students as a whole.

The same can be said about Putzo and the evil scientist archetype: rubber boots and the classic Howie lab coat were already present in his original design; my inclusion of rubber gloves and tinted protective glasses simply reinforces the idea that Putzo works with hazardous materials on the regular... probably the devil students themselves. Fun fact: he's the only devil sporting round glasses.

I really loved Cimentus' colors in the comic: blue, white, lavender and cheddar yellow. While I tweaked around the hue and saturation, it remained largely the same. I brought purple to the forefront since it was my darkest color and it contrasted much better against his bright yellow pants. Unspoken rule of funny characters: bright-colored pants are your best friend, make them pop!

Putzo's colors were challenging. I wanted to keep his original palette of reds and greens and tweak it so it would evoke "sickness": finding the right balance between the hues so it conveyed this "air of disease" I was looking for, but also were appealing enough to look at in a cartoon character, was very difficult. He risked looking like a Christmas tree one too many times in the process :V

These two are the only two teachers with a significant age gap between them. Putzo is old enough to have wrinkles and graying hair in addition to his clawed wings and a tail, but it's nothing compared to his counterpart. Cimentus is decidedly the oldest professor in the entire school, which is apparent thanks to his three pairs of wings and his carved halo worn "the old-fashioned way" (the shape was inspired by a protractor).

Small adendum: don't worry about the rat, it's sleeping I swear. I put it there as a joke in my initial sketch and I just had to keep it lol.

I'll Fly With You (rewrite fic) Art masterpost

[sasukimimochi]

So i decided to repost the original sketches [plus one i thought was appropriate to put with these, since its got a butt i put it under the cut] and delete the cringe original post- since it didn't get any notes anyway- after cleaning them up/adding a block of color behind them [plus me toying with demon wwx's colors] so i hope you enjoy them!! More about the fic under the cut :D

The extra sketch that has a bumbum which is why the read more line. [plus the extra info and all].

Scroll to the bottom for links! [up to date as of 3/25/2023]

“Clash of Immortals” / COI is an upcoming project I’m super excited about with Demon WWX and Angel LWJ. I use my own version of hell/heaven for this, allowing for lots of fun details and some creatures unique to my universe, including A-Yuan who is a “Garden of Eden” [not drawn yet].

Information i can share!

Demon WWX / Wei Wuxian - Demon type: A black-blue feathered “Captive” or “Fallen” - a type of demon caused by cutting an angel’s ascension short as they are being lifted into the heavens, caused by demons trying to prevent as many new angels from entering heaven as possible. This means originally he was supposed to become an angel, but his line was cut and he was dragged past hell’s gates, causing him to descend instead of ascend once he passed through the gate.

This leaves a nasty scar on his back from the hook used to pull him up [if ascended the hook will disappear harmlessly] and this is why they are also nicknamed "Hook Demons" as they will sometimes even go around with the hook still in their back, just filed down, because they are going through a vital area and can't be fully removed.

Angel LWJ / Lan Wangji - Nearly a white wing, shares a nearly identical wing color to LXC, His is white with minimal jade undertones; he has MANY piercings to compensate his abilities in order to prevent his body from tearing apart. He does however have a unique trait- two of his flight feathers [one on each side] are completely black [I will test this with his design so don't hold me to this]. After his descent heaven is a bit perplexed- they allow this type of movement but LWJ is a very important for heaven’s force of angels, as one of the most powerful.

Fun Facts ;]

When they see each other for the first time as angel/demon they bristle, [in my universe, angels and demons feel wrong when in each other's presence, even if they're very soft and sweet. It'd probably be a good mirror to how LWJ and WWX don't necessarily get along in the actual series when they first meet too.] but then it’s a cheery reunion- LWJ might be somewhat uncomfortable, but WWX tames the sensation more easily as he is nearly unrestrained in power.

Someone comes within 50 feet of A-Yuan and Wei Wuxian sends the person’s heart to their throat just by looking at them despite this being a bad habit he probably shouldn’t use around the "Garden of Eden."*

*original species invented which will be explained better in story, I don't wanna spoil too much

and then we have "BED" HABITS

WWX is aggressive as all hell with everyone else besides his kind [in hell anyway bc he doesn't like everyone's attitude] -not in an intimate way he wouldn't do anything with anyone else- but becomes tame with LWJ, it's like a switch gets flipped. LWJ is the growling demon in bed while WWX is the purring angel, despite their anatomy quite clearly showing otherwise; and let me tell u I love purring demons and growling angels

NO ONE believes him when LWJ says wwx isnt the aggressive one, thinking the demon is tainting their precious second jade despite wwx not having a choice about his demonhood. LWJ be like: we still husbands regardless of who's the more aggressive one anyway. Yes, I’ve just decided we’re still married no extra ceremony required.

my COI music playlist can be found here. My favorite COI song is this one: "Into Darkness" by Thomas Bergersen.

all art in this post drawn in drawpile and edited on clip studio paint

Here's all the sketches for COI in order! ♥️ They update regularly on my original COI post [you are here] / the mdzs ff masterpost.

OG POST - Demon WWX & Angel LWJ [you are here].

COI - MXY YLLZ WWX Demon WIP COI - Chibi kisses COI - Cuddles COI - Slumber COI - hugs COI - Hellscape Concept art [ficlet included in this post] COI - Er-Gege COI - Marks COI - Reunion COI - Thank you! COI - I'm Home! (Previews) COI - I'm Home! ...

Reddit Posts!

See the OG Reddit post here [contains 11 drawings] Rough Hellscape Concept art [has more art here that i didn't post on Tumblr!] Slumber Hellscape Concept art [same as Tumblr] hugs/hold er-gege reunion Thanks [separated drawings] Marks Reunion Thank you! I'm Home!

See the Explicit™ COI ficlet here [i can't post this on tumblr, so i posted this on Reddit, sorry!

See the first peek at Ch 1 of COI here!

You can find all my other projects here!

Did you get this far? :0 hello! Thank you for reading it all ♥️ ♥️ ♥️

[multiverserift]

Why do so many people not like Star Trek Enterprise?

Different reasons.

The theme song broke the rules Star Trek traditionally had big orchestral arrangements as intro songs. Enterprise tried something different. The song “Where my heart will take me” is a pop rock song with actual lyrics. It also sounds like country music, which many fans associated with a rather conservative mindset. Many fans criticised the song for being campy, right wing, not Star Trek. I personally like the song, but I'm not from the US. They ruined it with a horribly worse version from season 3 on, though.

Enterprise right-wing mindset 9/11 happened two weeks before the first episode of the show aired. Especially Enterprise's 3rd season gets a lot of criticism for being too right-wing, it's basically an allegory for 9/11. This assessment seems a bit unfair. in contrast to the real US, the Enterprise crew went out of their way to clear the air and explain a misunderstanding. Not let their emotions and rage control their actions. In that regard, it's very Star Trek.

Character development The show focuses on Archer, Trip, P’Pol. Phlox and Malcolm Reed get their (fewer) moments too. But Hoshi Sato and Travis Mayweather are totally abandoned by the writers. And those two are the black man and the asian woman. Malcolm’s actor wanted to play the character gay, which was shut down by Rick Berman. So what we get from ENT (Enterprise) ist straight white characters, others get left behind. The Original Series (TOS) did the same thing. The show focusses on Kirk, Spock, McCoy. But time moved on since then. We had DS9, with a great diverse cast, a black, widowed father as the captain. Voyager with Janeway and a (sadly, fake) native American XO. After this, ENT felt out of date. The focus on the core characters gets also critiziced on Discovery.

Sexism Also out of date and forced felt the blatant “sex sells” attitude. Decon gel. Hoshi falling out of an air shaft, losing her shirt so she has to cover her breasts. Shower scenes. Star Trek in the past liked to code their sex stuff into alien metaphors. ENT was more like “look, sexy straight white people in the nude!” No nuance. Gets critiziced a lot up to this date.

Simply bad episodes Star Trek always had episodes that are really bad, since TOS. Spock's Brain is a good example for that. But ENT did worse: They even copied previous episodes. In season 1, we have an episode where a man fills his home with fake hologram people, for his daughter. Ironically the man is played by Rene Auberjonois, who played Odo in the Deep Space 9 (DS9) episode where a man fills his home with fake hologram people. Phlox in season 3 has to stay awake while the whole crew sleeps. For weeks. He starts hallucinating. In a precious Voyager episode, Seven of Nine had to stay awake while the whole crew sleeps. For weeks. She starts hallucinating. Even in the (liked and well received by many) season 3, there are episodes that are just bad, like Extinction. And they are so bad that you can't even watch them and have fun, like DS9’s Move Along Home. And the there are episodes where the solution of the ethical dilemma just feels off and un-Star Trek-y. Cogenitor. Dear Doctor. Yeah, some episodes of ENT simply suck. More than usual.

Akiraprise The NX-01, the titular ship of Enterprise, is just an upside down version of the Akira class from the TNG (The Next Generation) era. Felt like copy-paste. People were upset.

Enterprise is still good Finally, I want to tell you that , besides the bad stuff, I like ENT. I love the design of the NX-01. They had to ruin it with the refit, though. Although this doesn't happen in the show. Just in extended canon. There are great characters here, great stories, great retro design. The interior design, the retro bridge, the retro warp core were actually of the most expensive assets created at the time. For all of TV. So I recommend to watch Enterprise. It's mostly nice. It has Shran. The final episode never happened.

[magpiemoon6]

Love me in the dark

(chapter 2)

DBF Simon Riley x OC

Summary - Maevis and Simons prank war questions what they are to each other because strangers doesn't feel correct.

Theme - angst, smut, fluff

Warnings - trauma dumping, smoking, arguments, self hate, age gap ( 12 years), smut- voyeurism, self pleasure, pet names.

He’s still in my head, circling my thoughts every single second I breathe, those eyes haunt me in my sleep so full of pain. Dragging myself to deal with the day scheduled of course as if dear old Dad could cope without complete control, probably have a heart attack. Padding into the kitchen only for my breath to hitch. Mother of fuck. Simon’s standing, boiling the kettle in grey sweats. Just grey sweats. Sweet Jesus I’m salivating, my eyes are glued to his tattoos on his back the ink details that litter his back, song with areas of white skin. Between his shoulder blades is an interactive drawing of an angel with tattered wings that spread the blades of his shoulders. I’m physically choking on air while I stare, I can't stop.

And then it clicks, in a childish fit last night- at 2 in the fucking morning when his face was making me weak in the knees and electrocuting my skin- I decided to act like a spoiled child. Stomping into the kitchen, my glare zoning into the kitchen where he stood making tea only a few hours ago, I quickly ripped the sugar container from its place, dumping the contents in a spare bowl. My fingers search for the salt. His words about me being a daddies girl as if he knows our relationship, the fact ‘daddy’ left with no answers because it was easier than admitting his career destroyed our relationship and the phone doesnt go both ways when your fucking ten.

I rip off the salt lid and pour it into the original sugar jar and then pour the sugar into the salt container. Cleaning the mess in a haze of glee and popping it all back I practically hopped into my room. 

Shit do i tell him? Yes, that's the mature thing someone my age, with a big girl job, would do.

“Princess if you stare at my back any harder it's gonna leave a mark,” he teases, turning around as he stirs his tea smugly. The smirk on his face angers me to unrivalled levels, but also forces me to pull together from the nickname. Of course he fucking notices this but can’t seem to notice a car moving. Fuck it, he can drink the salty tea.

Simons pouring unknowingly salt into his tea as I turn back to my room and yell out.

“Enjoy your tea Simon!” I sprint the second I’m out of his view, locking my door instantly.

It doesn’t take long for me to hear my name being bellowed by Simon

“Maevis get your ass out here now!” He practically threatens standing in front of my door.

“Sorry Simy can't pop in the shower, need anything?” inquiring as innocently as I can. I'm dying inside knowing the hissy fit this man is about to pull.

I begin to undress for the shower when I hear him.

“Maevis.”  I see Simon as I peek out of the shower. “Simon.”I'm waiting to see what he will do.

“Now Maevis.” “No thank you I’d rather not,” I quip and slam the shower for him to hear and carry on. 

Fuck him.

Simon’s pov- 

She is nothing like her father, she's reckless and childish, changing the sugar for salt? Is she 10 years old for the love of fuck.

The buzz of voices in the garden as people socialise, moving in fluttery movements unsure of who to chat about their waiting for the crappy wine to be soaked up and the fuzz of being drunk fogs their fears of being judged. I remain in a corner, feeling the rose thorn prick me ever so gently. I observe the guests hop from one group to the next, wondering how I ended up here. I'm here because my ex-captain when I was a recruit helped me out, and now I'm here as his best man around people I don't know asking questions i dont want and having to see her. 

The air smells like the nearby vineyard filling my head with the sweetness, the bitterness from the salt is still on my tongue even with the whiskey. my eyes scan the groups of people and the moment my eyes land on her finally my mind is consumed by her once again. She is the most beautiful person I've ever seen. The green dress hugs her curves with a side slit showing the thigh tattoo that curls its way on her flesh, inked flowers. pretty. My eyes rise to dress, my god. My eyes nearly fall out when she turns around to talk to someone. In her hair her body again. I'm stuck and for the first time in  my life I'm flustered, until she smiles slightly and sticks her tounge out at me. All those thoughts of her die and leave me remembering how childish she is. 

Still watching her, she turns her body back to the stranger laughing and it warms a part of me I don’t want to think about, her chatter distracts me from her now pointing her finger at me and moving away pushing the stranger in my direction. For fuck sakes Maevis, wanna play? Let's play princess.

Maevis pov:

God he’s gorgeous, the white linen shirt he has on is open at the top and cuffed at his elbows showing off those tattoos but catching him staring at me is making me force my legs together from the warmth that is developing. ive pushed a very enthusiastic old lady towards him hoping to push his temper if it meant he’ll come find me and tell me off.

Walking away, weaving through the herds of people and reaching an outer corner to hide where the sun warms my skin and calms my mind. Until I hear my father, I love him but when I see him it's like a slap in the face. I want to scream at him and cry and ask the questions the child in me wants answers to but I can't so I turn and smile. 

“Darling, why are you here? Come, I have people for you to meet!” pulling me by my elbow to follow him to the gaggle of older men who make me feel sick with their stares. I'm used to it, it doesn't take a genius to work out why but god it still makes me feel ill. They start to speak to me asking all the questions that all have the same underlying meaning, which is that i've filled out in all the right places to be stared at like a prized doll in the shop window. Goosebumps begin to form along my arms as I try to control my tongue for my dad and not be snarky.

A warm hand slips around my waist and I jump whipping around to see Simon dead staring at the old men with a look that could kill a man.

“I’m sorry gents but I need to steal Maevis away, and I think your wives are wondering where you are.”

I sink into his touch on my hip, it's warm and soothing. His thumb makes circles, the creeping feeling between my legs starts again and I want to hide my blush but I'm frozen. He begins to pull me with him, staring at them and glancing at my father with what only could suggest annoyance and disappointment in the man. Whisking me away even when we are out their view, his hand still on my hip. His body bends his head to reach mine and moves his mouth to my ear whispering.

“Are you alright, love?” The kindness strikes me, so soothing yet shocking how the gruffness rasp of his voice holds the words and makes me melt.

“I’m fine, thank you Si “ I whisper back, catching his eyes as I turn. We are too close, so close I can see every etch in his skin and those pretty lips that I want to cover my skin with.

“Good. Now good luck,” he begins to smile as he twists my body back and pushes me back into the hoard of people.

Confusion only lasts a second when it clicks, I see about 5 ladies dressed like colourful birds smiling at me and calling me to go chat with me. Oh fuck, this is karma from before. Simon's warmth disappears from behind me and I feel my dark hair fall into my face. Positioning my hand to go tighten my ribbon I find it missing. It’s gone? I spin around checking the floor in despair. Did it fall out? But it's gone and I'm consumed by too much old lady perfume and loud chatter. 

“Maevis ? Gosh dear haven't you changed! Do you remember me dear, I'm your aunt?” one of them speaks holding me, she smells too strongly of perfume i cant breath, pulling me aware from finding the ribbon.

“Ah yes of course, how are you?” I respond too slowly because I  have zero clue who this lady is, i smile and hope it's believable and no one points it out.

The rest stare at me like a group of hawks and I don't know how to hold myself, these strangers who I'm related to and would persecute me if I mess up. 

“I'm fine sweety just at the point in my life where I move and pray I haven't pulled a muscle, it's such a shame we haven't seen you in such a long time, why is that ?” she inquires and the air in my lungs catches because the sentence in my head unravels  the second she ends her sentence.

“Oh um school and work became a priority and it was easier to stay with my mam” every word is a lie but no one is asking for the truth, they want to ask because i disappeared and i don't blame them, my heart hurted every day i couldn't see them but eventually i got used to it and time moves on enough that my brain couldn't remember their faces just the nostalgia.

“Ah such a shame but I understand darling it's okay just know that we’re here if you need us,” squeezing my arm just as much as my heart because I want to swallow up in my sadness, i feel like a traitor when I stand around this warmth. 

Simons pov:

If those fuckers look at her again I’m going to kill them, how could her father not see it? My grip on the ribbon in my hand tightens. No reasons come to my mind of why I took it from her hair other than a way to carry on our little war. 

Shoving it in my pocket panic sets in that my rage will break it also if I stare at it for too long my mind gets clouded by her and tightness in my trousers fills me with guilt. Her dad is quite literally the man I respect the most, he taught me everything I know. At the same time I see her I swear it's like she's the sun. It’s intoxicating to just be near her, the danger signs in my head go berserk like a reminder that I'm a war criminal. I've killed more people than I could count. I've got people killed, good people. I don't deserve that kind of happiness. Not in this lifetime. 

“Private riley!” my head whips around on instinct the station so far below me yet still my reaction is the same as the 17 year old kid who just joined the military. 

“Yes sir.”

“Ah shit its lieutenant now isn't it, come have a beer with me” her father calls me over to come sit with me and hands me a beer. fuck of all people to talk to me right now.

the cold bottle held in my hand feels like a fucking lifeline when he starts talking, blabbing drunkenly about how grateful his kid is back in his life, drilling into me that its his kid, she is nothing to me and gushing over her achievements at 25 fucking hell she is too young for me to want her like this im 37 christ i feel guilty. 

“It's a shame i couldn't see her with all her graduations but ah work came first, that's probably why i would never want her to end up with someone like you simon,” grabbing my shoulder kindly but my heart drops and I can't breathe. The words stick in my head painted in red, reminding me that I would only hurt her.

“Um yeah mate wouldn't want her with a bastard like me” I replied the words taste like bleach on my tongue.

“Exactly you get it kid, the shit we go through god it ruined my first marrage I was never home, not to fucking mention the PTSD from all that shit wouldnt want Maevis to be dragged down by all that shit people like us go through,” he carries on, every word is stabbing me and holds me accountable for even thinking of her as more than my ex captains kid. 

“Yeah definitely, will you excuse me sir? I need to check in on my task force," I mutter as I stand, I need to leave before he says any more shit.

“Yes go on son, thank you for listening”

“Of course sir,”  I mutter, quickly striding away from the conversation to the empty space from people by a pool.

I can breathe now that he isn't here, but the words are still dragging me into some pit. Gripping tightly the glass I drain all the alcohol the burn soothes me for a secon.The reflective lights of the pool let me reminisce about a calmer point in my life. And for a bit my solitude is comforting, I cannot hurt anyone if there is no one to hurt. Until I hear familiar footsteps moving towards me I instantly check, her ribbon is out of view and it's not, shit.

She needs to leave.

Maevis’ pov:

  Whatever my dad told Simon must have been bad from the way he so crutley left. Exiting the ladies I had searched for my ribbon where I was standing earlier, my hair is in my face and it's pissing me off, tickling my skin and making me sneeze when it brushes my nose. Walking directly into a view where I could see my dad and simon talk or more my dad yapping, and Simon gripping his glass. Just from the look he’s giving to my unbeknownst dad I think the glass was going to burst and his jaw locked, his eyes had diminished any light I had seen in them.

Staring at the two of them, I catch a glint of green in Simons front pocket, my fucking ribbon. that little shit. An deniable urge to beat him with my shoe till comes over me. Storming towards them in the most calm way a crazy lady could until my arm is caught by someone, urging me to come meet family members agin for the 50th fucking time. The old lady said how great it is that I’m finally around everyone, again. I look over my shoulder to check his glaring daggers, only to see Simon walking away from my father who is plastered in his chair.

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“Simon Riley give it back,:” rushing towards him, after searching the grounds to find him tucked away by an empty pool, standing alone just staring with an empty glare at nothing.

“I'm not in the mood.” he responds curtly, it's so cold, there is nothing in his voice not even wit. and all the warmth he has begun to make me feel starts to ebb away. What did my father say to him?

“Si? Are you being grumpy because of the little pranks today? “ laughing awkwardly because the coldness of him is making me panic. Did I go too far? my heart is my throat, the idea he may be so angry he won't speak to me again makes me panic and I don't know why but i step closer. His blonde hair in the sun glows saintly halo, I wish it didn't distract me.

“Why are you here? I don't even know you. We are strangers, you and I. Go talk with your family before you get seen with me,” again with the coldness that holds in my heart.

“Si….?” I question, confusion floods me. I step forward. 

“Stop. You don’t know me and I don't want to know you. You’re- you’re like some lost puppy leave me the fuck alone,” and like that those words are a spark to my anger and all the sadness and confusion is wrapped around my annoyance.

“You can say that shit but hand over my ribbon. I want it back,” my hands reach out. I step closer again, close enough I can smell his cologne and the hint of whiskey.

His hand quickly wraps around my wrist and twists me so I'm on the edge of the pool and away from his pocket. I’m too close to the edge, but the thumping in my ear as my blood rushes to my ears is because he is so close. 

“No,” he stares at me, he's so cold my heart feels like it has frostbite.

I see his eyes quickly dart to my lips, as I breathe in shallowly from my mouth. His eyes darken, it’s like I can read his mind but can he read mine. Images of me naked and him on top of me flash through my mind. Without thinking I go to kiss him I see his face turn into panic as I use all my weight to twist us back around. I try to shove him in. I’ll make him see what happens when he fucks with my feelings and steal my accessory to a kickass outfit fuck no you dont. only as his body moves to the water his hand is still on my wrist and forces me to topple into the water after him.

My head is spinning too much from the alcohol given to me all day to process the change from land to water. stress sets into my muscles and i try to swim up. 

A strong grip of rough hands does the job for me, pulling me through the water forcing my head up to the surface, gasping. I turn to Simon, his grip still on me.

“What the fuck Maevis.”

Turning to him I swim closer, my arm reaches for his shoulder to use, or so he thinks my mind reels still pissed at his change in mood and refusal to give me my stuff back. Trailing my arm down his torso now on show from the water making it see through, his abdomen twitches from the sudden touch. My eyes remain on his lips and watch as his chest rises and falls rapidly as my hand trails closer to his crotch. Leaning into his ear I hear his breathing stop completely as my hand lightly grazes his cock already growing hard. Turning so my lips are close to his ear I wait a second, my hand cupping him gently.

“Strangers huh Si?” I whisper, quickly moving my hand from him into the pocket where my ribbon is and grabbing it. Turning away, I swim to the exit. Leaving him barely breathing and dead staring at my back as I leave the pool and walk towards our room. 

Soaking wet I move through the villa to our room leaving a trail of water that I'm praying no old family member slips and cracks a hip on. 

I head straight for the shower, absence of Simon and the breeze causes me to shiver. All the fury is melting into something that warms my stomach and stirs something inside me. I need it out of my system, then I can go back to hating him.

Maevis’ pov:

I don’t wait to enter my part of the room to strip down. I’m unbearably cold and my nipples hurt from the friction of the wet dress. I hurry to the shower letting the water run till it’s scolding hot, hopefully hot enough to flush my feelings and thoughts. I scrub and scrub trying my hardest to forget him, forget how he grew harder as I straddled his hips. It felt amazing to feel his arms securely around me, that and the look on his face as he saw the opaque dress.

“Fucker.” I detest how much I need this relife. I lean my head back, closing my eyes as I imagine him kissing me, from my mouth to my tits. I slowly creep my hand down between my legs sighing in relief. I imagine him clearly on his knees slowly parting my legs and looking up at me through his eyelashes. Feeling his hands grip and travel up my thighs, and as he reaches my cunt he slowly circles my clit, teasingly. I begin to breathe heavier, the water blocking my nose causes me to open my mouth slightly and a moan escapes me. Dear god, I hope he isn’t back. I can feel my orgasm build up ever so slowly. I picture him, slipping his fingers between my pussy whispering, “keep your legs open for me princess. Like the good girl you are.” I push in my fingers, quickening the pace, the friction killing me. 

Simon’s pov:

In the bathroom I hear the shower running. That brat took her ribbon from me and thinks she can hide from me in the bathroom, pretending to shower? Right, not going to fool me. I storm over to the bathroom door cracking the door ajar pausing when I hear her moan. I shouldn’t. I really fucking shouldn’t, any gentleman wouldn’t peak but I’m anything but. I look in curiously and the sight before nearly makes me groan in desperation. There she is water running over her beautiful body, plastering her long hair to body. I follow the stream of water running from her head, down to her perfect tits, all the way to- 

Fuck me.

I feel the blood rush straight to my cock. Hardening instantly, at her fucking herself, moaning. her breathy gasps say something. “Simon.” Holy shit. I can’t think straight. I'm focused solely on how her hands work her to an orgasim. I envisage how magnificent she’d look as I look up at making her come with my mouth. 

“Yes, god fu-” she hitches shuddering under the steaming water. She pumps in and out a few more times and slumps down. 

It takes all the will power in me and years of training not to go in there and make her scream my name, not just say it. To not pick her up and rail her over the bathroom counter, gripping her hair so that she can see me pounding into her and see how her eyes tear in painful pleasure. 

I’m not helping my situation, I shake my head rubbing my eyes snapping me back. I head straight back out onto the balcony, I need a cig or twenty.

I knew she was going to be trouble.

[subliminallyroki]

I thought you guys might enjoy reading me infodump about my watcher and avian head canons, so uh here ya go! (This also relates to some of the hcs I have for Grian)

All avians are short (4-5 feet) and have bird-like double jointed legs. Their bones are hollow, but flexible, and their skeleton is more fit for to be streamlined. Specifically their skull has a less defined nose that allows for them to not suffocate when flying at high speeds. The muscular structure is and the muscles themselves are different from a regular human. For example, four pecs (two for arms, two for wings). Internal organs are switched around to make room for the expanded lungs and air sac. Avians have tail feathers and ear feathers and a second pair of eyelids. Their eyes also have a much higher shutter speed and depth perception. And the wings are large (to allow for lift and to avoid hitting shoulders) and attach on the lower middle back. Avians tend to be weaker than your average human because the muscle mass mostly goes towards the wings. And also because of their hollow bones. Their hands have harder keratin in the nails, but nothing too much. And a lot of other features, but these are the basic physical things. Avians are all different types so features can vary depending on the species of bird they are derived from. Avians also tend to have bird like instincts.

Watchers, on the other hand, absolutely defy every law of physics and biology. Their physical form has six sets of wings (the primary back ones, set further up the back, and the secondary lower back ones, then the trinary ear ones). The wings are iridescent and have been described as mesmerizing, likened to gazing into the void. It is hard to tell much about their genetic make up because they aren't really living things, they are gods. They do not necessarily have blood and flesh in their true forms. In their most recognizable form that can be imbibed by mortals the majority of the time is a tall, skeletal humanoid with vastly large wings (larger than an avian's). The wings sometimes appear to look like a cloak. They do not have tail feathers or taloned feet. Nor do they have the make up of an avian body. However, they have clawed hands that appear to be stained black. Strange. This form is clothed a purple cloak and robes and most often adorned with gold jewelry. And the iconic white mask. Often times, the area under the mask (which only covers the eyes) is stained purple. They bleed void and are basically made of it, they can't go anywhere without the void, but can still See even with no void. There are numerous eyes over their body and wings (most numbering on the primares, face, neck arms, legs, and torso) but are often closed and unseen. Watchers also sometimes have various tatoos of different symbols specific to them. They do not need to eat, sleep, breathe, or anything else that a living thing needs to do. But they do need the void. This form can be described as imposing and a harbinger of dread. Ethereal and godly and ominous. Watchers are known shapeshifters, condensing or expanding their forms to Watch. Watchers have admin abilities as well and can easily alter code.

How does this apply to Grian?

Grain was born an avain. When he got kidnapped by the Watchers, they basically ripped out his essence out of his body, made him into a watcher. But instead of forming a new vessel for his watcher form, he fought back into his original body. That body changed. He has ear wings, and his back pair sometimes switch to a magenta/white with eye patterns. He does have multiple eyes, but not as numerous and are closed. And his fingers are clawed. It was a struggle for him to breathe properly in that body because of being in the void and his avian-ness.

But he would not give it up. Because of using his original body, he was susceptible to much more human issues. Like pain, starvation, exhaustion, etc. And it hindered his watcher abilities. Like his shapeshifts into solid forms arent as smooth. But the Watchers thought it to be funny and sort of like a punishment. Once Grian had been with the Watchers for awhile, they planned to get rid of his body. Grian escaped from them and connected to Mumbo in his panic and got to hermitcraft. His watcher features might not be very distinguishable from an avain, but those who know what they are looking for can tell immediately.

Okay that's all! If you read all of this, you get a cookie of your favorite flavor. Here ya go! 🍪

[officeshelpdesk]

For once in my life I want Tumblr people to tell me if I'm wrong for the following statement and explanation

Recently I've witnessed a kinda constant implosion among American right wing influencers, and maybe I'm just high on the hopium but I feel like there's a palpable reason for this

So for background, Asser Levy died in the 1680s. "Offices" I hear you say "what in the fuck does Asser Levy have to do with the American right I'M GETTING TO IT Jesus. Asser Levy lived in New Amsterdam now New York. He lived a full life there and died and we still know his name. He died before the first 13 states, he died before most modern states had white settlers within them. Asser Levy outdates the whole of the United States by 100 years.

The original conservative desire of the United States was the enslavement of black people and the murder of indigenous people. This is a fact. On the side of enslavement, it lost.

The next right wing was the oppression of black people, the murder of indigenous people, and the suppression of Catholicism in America. On the side of Catholicism, they lost.

Banning Chinese people from the country, they lost, preventing black people from getting the vote, they lost, preventing women from getting the vote, they lost, they lose and they lose and they lose.

And where are they now?

Despite what they would like to think, the far right does the same thing the Democrats do, they try to big tent.

Sneako, a "Muslim", can pose with white nationalists who think Islam is barbaric because both people's views on the world are technically conservative

The big Nazis in America don't claim to be American nationalists, they're "Christian nationalists". Despite the overbearing whiteness of the American experiment, there's no American Ethnicity. You can't be an American Nationalist while also letting minorities in

Thus, Asser Levy died before America was born. There is no common thread to create a solid far right base of American nationalism, Jewish people have been here longer than Montana.

But even then! The Christian nationalism makes no sense! The founders of every dumb protestant church these idiots jerk off in are rolling so hard in their graves that you could power a city. Because the right lost on Catholicism! The papists are in the white House! You need the dumb trad caths!

Nazism in Germany worked because there was a defined ethnic national identity, there was a thing where it was claimed to be under attack. Modern America does not have that. Sure! White Americans are the minority and a problem! But there's a multitude of other factors! Regionalism,income, gender, family history, all stratify the white people.

You have to try to reach out to conservative Muslims and Zionists and conservative women and treacherous gays because you're trying too hard!

But your base hates that! Your base wants some sort of protestant white nationalist bullshit that is set up to lose. People don't want that, but your base is too dumb to get it. So you put a woman up, and she's a whore or secretly trans. You put a conservative Muslim up and they're a terrorist. You put a Zionist up and they control the banks. You put a Catholic up and they're a pedophile. Put a gay up and they should be hanged for degeneracy

If the civil war these people have wet dreams about DID happen, they'd kill each other before a single victory. You can never have a right wing front when the conservatives and fascists are suddenly diverse!! But you can't not be diverse! Because what do you have?

The south? The people who historically cannot win?

You don't have shit! The core of American white nationalism is massive cope, so much fear that they are on a path of natural autocannibalism

[talkingpointsusa]

The Michael Knowles Guide to Bitcoin, lab grown genitals, and the Olympics

After some intense politics related posts and some downright horrific bigotry being expressed in the grifter-verse, I wanted to do a bit of a more lighthearted post. Naturally, when you're writing a blog like this you kind of have to wait out for something particularly dumb if you want to write a more lighthearted post. Enter Michael Knowles:

02:06, Michael Knowles: "The Olympics has now had a transvestite carry the Olympic torch on the way to Paris or something. I don't -- people, the conservatives are freaking out about this, I actually think it makes perfect sense, we'll get to that in a moment. First though I want to tell you about Hillsdale College."

"Or something" is the kind of brilliant analysis that you can always expect from Michael Knowles. Truly a luminary for the ages.

So, the Olympic Ceremony featured a number of drag-styled performances and naturally the free-speech for me and not for thee crowd has wasted no time in bitching about it. It's just dumb transphobia about something that has zero affect on anyone's life outside of the terminally online. Michael Knowles, the king of declaring that things are pagan, thinks that this was a pagan ritual.

But before we talk about that, keen eyed readers of the blog may have noticed that Michael isn't at his usual set over at the Daily Wire. That's because at the time of filming he was busy on the worlds dumbest field trip. I'll let him explain it.

03:44, Michael Knowles: "And speaking of learning things, you might be wondering 'Michael, why is there so much ambient noise?' If you are listening to this right now or if you're watching you might say 'Michael, where are you? Why are there people walking around behind you?' It's because I am at the Bitcoin conference."

That's right ladies and gentlemen, the Daily Wires getting into cryptocurrency! Bencoin baby!

In all seriousness, Michael and cypto-grifters share a lot in common so this is a pretty suitable environment for a guy like him. Hilariously enough, he's filming live in the middle of the conference so sometimes you can hear the people in the background milling about way more clearly than you can hear Michael’s voice. This "lets get Michael to film his show live in the middle of the convention centre" idea clearly wasn't something that the Daily Wire thought through very well.

I feel like this whole situation is exposing my own moral failings because if I was at the Bitcoin Conference (god forbid) and I saw Michael Knowles just sitting there doing his show live I'd go up and harass the crap out of him. You guys would get to see the first Talking Points USA live fact-check!

Ok, we can't spend all day making fun of Michael Knowles going live from the Bitcoin Conference, even though it is pretty funny, so lets get back on track here.

05:11, Michael Knowles: "Karine Jean-Pierre, the White House press secretary, was just asked a -- a question about Kamala Harris. Kamala Harris was put in charge of the border by her boss Joe Biden and -- and then the Democrats when Kamala became the presumptive nominee wanted to deny that she was put in charge of the border."

A lot of right-wing media coverage lately has been devoted to claiming that Kamala Harris was the Biden Administrations "Border Czar". The way that right-wing media has been framing this "Border Czar" thing has been extremely dishonest, although a bit of blame also falls on the MSM as well for giving Kamala that title in the first place.

"Border Czar" is not an official title in the United States government and the United States border falls under the jurisdiction of the secretary of Homeland Security. Where the confusion lies is that Kamala was appointed by Biden to be the chief diplomatic officer to Central American countries where undocumented immigrants often originate from in order to address the root causes of migration to the United States. That's a far cry from being in charge of the border however that didn't stop the mainstream media from irresponsibly calling Harris the "border czar" and acting as if she had a semblance of control over the border itself. Thanks to that, right-wing media has decided to have a field-day with claiming that Kamala Harris was in charge of the border. This is a good example of how even mainstream journalists can exaggerate news stories in todays click-based digital economy and how that exaggeration is genuinely dangerous at times.

06:38, Michael Knowles: "I will quote March 21st, 2024. These are the verbatim words of Joe Biden; 'I've asked her, the VP today, because she is the most qualified person to do it to lead our efforts with Mexico and Northern Triangle and the countries that help -- are going to need to help in stemming the movement of so many folks, stemming the migration of the Southern Border. It's not her full responsibility and job but she's leading the effort because I think the best thing to do is to put someone when he or she speaks they don't have to wonder about is that where the president is.'"

This quote sounds significantly different from what Michael wants his audience to think it sounds like when you understand the fact that Kamala's position was a diplomatic one. Biden even said in the quote that "it's not her full responsibility" and talked about "When she speaks". She was talking to the leaders of foreign nations, not determining policy about border security.

07:22, Michael Knowles: "If you were confused here he is, next sentence, 'When she speaks, she speaks for me'. He imbues her with presidential authority on the issue of the border and migration."

By speaking, Biden was referring to speaking to foreign leaders to devise strategies to cut down on the need for migration, not speaking on the matter of security which is Homeland Securities job.

07:49, Michael Knowles: "So, that's -- that's what happened. Biden put Kamala in charge of the border and now the Democrats are saying 'there's no real -- there's no position of border czar'. Yeah, there's no position of czar in the government. There's no formal position of czar, czar is an imperial title that derives from Caesar so no we don't have a formal position named Caesar or Czar but if you look to Wikipedia, or if you look to Wikipedia before a couple days ago, you could type in 'Biden Administration Czars' and you'd get a whole list of them including Kamala Harris as the Border Czar."

As mentioned previously, the media will often refer to select people as Czars including Kamala Harris after she was given the diplomatic appointment by Joe Biden. Doesn't change what she was actually charged with doing which had nothing to do with security.

09:07, Michael Knowles: "So then, when the nominalism nonsense doesn't work, Karine Jean-Pierre tries to redirect and says 'Well, the Republicans killed a border bill'. Yes, there was a border bill that the Democrats were peddling. It was always a bad idea to consider any of the Democrats border legislation because the president was ignoring the immigration laws that were already on the books. The president already had the authority to enforce immigration law and he chose not to do it because he wanted migrants to flood into the country because the Democrats believe that it gives them a permanent electoral majority."

There is no better metaphor for the current state of the Republican Party and modern American Conservatism in general than Michael Knowles pushing the Great Replacement Theory at the Bitcoin Conference. You can't make this up, it's truly beyond parody.

I'll humor his argument with the exact amount of respect it deserves; Hey Michael, you dumb dipshit you, if the Biden Administration wants the border to be open to replace the hhhwhites or whatever, why did they propose a border security bill in the first place? Wouldn't they just ignore it?

Anyway, this Karine Jean-Pierre stuff is dumb and just standard issue bland right-wing mush. He continues talking about it for a bit, does an ad, comes back to complain about the FBI director testifying before Congress which is just whatever and I'm not talking about it. The GOP drags guys like Chris Wray and Tony Fauci in to generate clips for FOX News and the Daily Wire pursue truth justice and the American way so often that I kind of struggle to care about it. Congress is just a circus these days and the whole point of it in the year of our lord and savior 2024 just seems to be to generate viral clips. Essentially, Chris Wray said that the FBI didn't have all the information about the Trump shooting yet and that Trump may have been grazed and Michael's all fumed up into a tizzy about it. We have way more important things to cover though so that's an immediate skip.

19:31, Michael Knowles: " Now, speaking of gaslighting, a transvestite, a drag queen, has been tasked with carrying the Olympic torch on part of its journey to the Paris Olympics and this has sent the conservative commentariat into a tizzy."

This was before everyone got all pissed off about that Last Supper thing which I'm pretty sure I'll also end up covering at some point but my general thoughts on both things are simple; who gives a shit?

The world isn't designed to cater to this loud minority of bigoted assholes. If you have an extremely bigoted mindset towards trans people, occasionally you're going to see things that you don't like. These ceremonies don't effect Michael Knowles' life in the slightest nor do they effect most peoples lives. Plus, this is just yet another BS culture war story that all of these guys will forget about in a couple weeks when the next reminder that queer people exist comes up.

The lefts key issues are making sure that everybody has access to lifesaving healthcare and preventing children from being shot. The rights key issue is "We had to see a trans person on TV and our bigotry can't handle that".

20:35, Michael Knowles: "The conservatives are really upset about this, I don't really know why. The Olympic torch ceremony -- the Olympic torch ceremony is an overtly pagan ritual."

Well, we can add the Olympics to the increasingly long list of things that the Daily Wire thinks is satanic/pagan.

To be fair, the Olympics do actually have origins in paganism but the torch ceremony wasn't a part of the original games. The first torch ceremony was in the year 1936. Interestingly enough, the guy who created the modern Olympics as we know them was a man named Pierre de Coubertin and he was actually a devout Catholic.

If Michael wants to throw out everything that has pagan origins, than he should get rid of his yule logs and avoid buying a tree when Christmas comes around. Anyway, Michael doesn't care about the Olympics and he doesn't care so much that he's devoting a segment to it and calling for people to boycott the games on Twitter. Really this whole story is just an excuse for to push some gross transphobic propaganda.

21:12, Michael Knowles: "You know me, I'm as rock ribbed about the trans movement as anybody. I think transgenderism ought to be eradicated from public life entirely, the whole preposterous ideology at every level, but pagans gonna do pagan things."

If I was in the background at the Bitcoin Conference this would be the point where Michael starts getting tomatoes chucked at him. Real nice how he's equating being trans with paganism in order to stoke more hatred towards this minority group in his audience. God, this sucks. Wasn't this supposed to be the fun lighthearted post that I write before I go on holiday? Well, he's still broadcasting live from the Bitcoin Conference so there's still that element of accidental satire to all of this.

On that rather dismal note, we're talking about lab grown penises now and with that Michaels show went back to being so dumb its funny.

23:31, Michael Knowles: "Scientists, according to this report, scientists have grown male genitals in a lab and there are fears that it could make blokes obsolete."

This is a headline from a UK tabloid called The Daily Star which lets you know how great Michael's information sources are. I read the article from The Star, as well as articles from the real news, and essentially the gist of this story is that an Israeli scientist used mice cells to grow miniature testicles in a lab and is planning on moving onto using human cells to grow the next pair. She says that her goal is to help treat infertility. Michael offers some truly brilliant insight into this story, check this analysis out.

23:43, Michael Knowles: "This is troubling, not because I think its going to make blokes obsolete but because that must be a very creepy lab. Could you imagine the petri dishes? That sounds really gross."

"That's creepy and gross!", what truly insightful commentary. It's a wonder that Michael hasn't made it to the scientific journals yet. Remind me again why people take this guy seriously.

Conclusion:

Well, that was the Daily Wire live at the Bitcoin Conference. I can't say I'm surprised by how stupid it turned out but Its fun to make fun of regardless. No crazy new revelations about right-wing media and the Daily Wire here; Michael Knowles is as deep as a puddle and they think that everything is pagan, surprise surprise. A fitting last post before I venture off to Washington D.C for a vacation where I get to finally flip off the Capitol Building in person and do the obligatory disinformation writer pilgrimage to the Pizzagate restaurant.

Cheers and I'll see you in the next one after my trip!

Original Video:

“Ep. 1539 - the Olympics Embrace the Rainbow.”

Sources:

Byik, Andre. “Harris’ Border Work Was on “Root Causes” of Migration; She Wasn’t in Charge | Fact Check.” USA TODAY.

Ryan, George. “The Catholic Church’s Hidden Role in the Creation of the Modern Olympic Games.” UCatholic, 27 Feb. 2023.

Ghert-Zand, Renee. "In breakthrough, Bar-Ilan University scientists form artificial lab-grown testicles." The Times Of Israel, 23 February 2024.

[frostbite-the-bat]

tell me about your fucked up petz creatures

I WILL GO OVER My Main Cast. alphabetically as they appear in my funny box !

Starting off with ABYSS!! i love her dearly. she's a spamton mixie! specifically a blue addison + spamton + sparkle kittling. she's got no eyes or colors (she's got blue paw pads, thought!), leading to an unsettling appearance. i love her dearly, though! she's full of cheeky personality and she loves jumping through the hoop, if she isn't knocking it out of my hand. (or doing other things... she loves to mess around)

up next is... asshole! yes. thats his name. he's my oldest spamton i currently have! he was originally a different spamton neo, but for petzspamton creator's comfort i converted him to be dib's spamton neo. being based on a siamese - he's picky and he's mean. he's an asshole. that name stuck with him. he used to wear an iconic sweater but this spamton neo kinda breaks shirts so he has a santa hat now!

also spamton neos in petz are known for. their. uhm. Thoughtful Gaze.

next is... BIG BOY! MY BELOVED!! he is a gift from petzspamton for me based on my mega spamton neo design! he came named bigboy and since even my mega spamton neo's nickname has been bigboy. :] he's big, he's cuddly, he's gentle and he LOVES food. he also flops. a LOT. and genuinely when i say he loves food i mean it, he's based on a persian and those love food in petz. he seems very eepy today he's flopping less than usual but probably because of how wacky the room layout is + he's too interested in buck plush

OLD BAD ART ALERT I DONDNT DRAW LIKE THIS NOW I DREW THIS IN MY FLOP ERA but heres mega sneo design. just for context!! (ye he got swapped wings but who cares)

if you see similarities between this hair and the way i draw high roller, no you dont. no you fucking dont.

up next is cap'n! i'll be honest i dont play with him as often since i converted everyone from petz 5 to petz 4 - losing k_k in the progress </3. he just loves starting fights with everyone its no fun </3 but ANYWAYS!! this is a hexie made by YOURS TRULY! hes goofy

can't show off cap'n without.. SWEET! oh boy after glados this is my most complicated hex. DO YOU KNOW HOW PAINFUL IT IS. TO MAKE A CUBE. OUT OF (SPHERES) (AND LINES THAT ARE VERY FUCKY) ITS HORRIBLE. sweet sweet sweet my dearest friend sweet they start fights sometimes too but are calmer than cap'n. they like playing with plushies a lot as you can see

next is creature! a funky little spamton mixie. seriously this thing is like generation 7 and listing everything thats In Their Blood may take a while. they've got lovely spots and neat textures + are pretty big!!! their tip ends with a pink which is a fun contrast compared to the blue/white gradient. very silly fella!!!

next is cupcake! one out of two silly kitties i got from bad_death ! they did a thing where they gave out unique textured/patterned fellas to people on petzcord. so these guys are unique! like everyone elses. i have other petz i got from other people that are hexed, but i don't have them in the playable petz folder right now. cupcake likes to flop around, too! what a lovely fuzzball... they also get scared of everything which isnt characteristic of a persian personality but. hey. the wordl is scaresy...

next is dragonfruit with their funky shrimp tail !! also a spamton mixie - you can defo see similarities between them and creature. i believe they're related? anyways - the main breed they take from is cubus! they have calico personality so they are very playful!!

next is fledgeling! Bird. i dont even know whats in them .

FROSTBITE. MADE BY PETZSPAMTON FOR ME. THIS smug-ass cursed entity. they're a little bastard beast. theyre just me but petz. smug ass. likes to 🤨🤨🤨🤨🤨. friends with some but enemy to many. LOVES DANCING. PLAY MUSIC INGAME AND THIS THING WILL SHAKE TAIL. dear god even this frost made it to hr's , they will kill.

also the iconic gif with them and spammo.

next is GLADOS! or catdos if you will. i made this with my own blood sweat and tears it was a nightmare. but look! glados !

im getting tired and i havent eaten today yet because im autism SO. SHORTER DESCRIPTIONS.

iceshock!! silly ice spammy kitty.

MANGO MY DEAREST BELOVED. YOUNGER BROTHER TO OTTERPOP. THOSSE TWO ARE BASICALLY MY MASCOT SPAMTONS. I LOVE THEM SO MUHHCHCHCHCHCHCHCHC. THISSECTION IS FOR THEM BOTH MWA MWA LOVE THEM. also that was ttheir bday gift a year ago They Didnt Like It. btw otterpop blue shirt mango flower shirt

onion .

....and i hit the image limit so...! feel free to ask for more...!

[12pt-times-new-roman]

s3e47

The towers surrounding the malleus key are a dark gray-purple color, thin and spire-like; there is a crown of white marble set on the top of the point. They are 10 feet wide at the base, but the majority of it is no more than 3 feet wide, and they're about 60 feet tall.

Pate goes up to the tower, and when he gets about 200 feet from it, he gets hit with faerie fire. He sees a dozen or so of the towers in a ring-like perimeter around the Shiver Keep.

I cannot believe that it took Sam forty-seven episodes to make a "are we human or are we dancer" joke.

The walls of the Shiver Keep are made of a dark gray slate, inlaid with organic, chitinous material. There are sentries walking along the walls, accompanied by "aramads" -- Laudna remembers something about how you "can't hide" from an aramad.

In the courtyard of the Keep stands the completed Malleus Key. It's 20 feet tall and much more intricate than the one the Calloways were building.

Orym has the best idea of the night: everyone jumps in the portable hole and Laudna (who has gotten to the other side of the wall with spider climb and invisibility) pulls them under the gate.

FCG really needs to do something about their spell save. 14 is just....... way too low for level 8, especially if they keep using CC and debuff spells.

There is a bright red beam extending directly upward from the Malleus Key to the visage of Ruidus, and pulses of energy sometimes travel up the beam.

Otohan is here.

She still has the tracking ring on her!

nat 20 on the perception check to read her lips

but first-- the figure next to her, potentially the captain of the guard, is 7 feet tall with pale skin and looooong ears. resembling the Nightmare King, somewhat. he is the "keeper" and rider of a massive winged beast, like a dragon but wrong, with membranous wings and bulging eyes. the fey (possibly archfey) figure is in conversation with Thull.

"Sammanar sits at the end of their patience. Have you reminded Ludinus of our arrangement, and the expediency with which we can remove his place in it?" "I assume you are of sound enough intelligence to know what must be done, and that there is no place for pleasantries or ego stroking in the scale of what we are doing." "Your continuous lack of respect is noted, human." "When you finally step from the shadow of the Moonweaver, I guarantee you'll be forgiven."

Potentate Sammanar, They Who Walk Unseen is the keeper of the Sun's Shadow and ruler of the Unseelie Court. They are also the person who ordered the Calloways to be hunted, as it was noted that they specifically were "impatient" about Yu's mission.

On the key, they can clearly tell that the power source that's in there now was not the original power source, but rather a replacement for something.

Laudna climbs inside the key, and can feel the arcane pulses that are sending waves up the tether to Ruidus.

With a successful arcana check, Laudna learns that they will need to destroy or steal something absolutely crucial to the key's function or to detonate it entirely to prevent it from being fixed. She also knows that they could detonate its arcane power sources by overcharging them with excessive spell slots or damage.

Laudna narrowly avoids dying again as she's pulled into the inner mechanisms of the key and pushed around by the gears. "Narrowly" meaning, judging by Matt's expression and the ways he's done these kinds of saves before (see c2e102), by one (she rolled a 10, which was most likely the low DC).

As Imogen twins a witch bolt at the arcane power sources and a stick of dynamite is lit inside the machine, roll initiative.

FCG stats update: their bolt thrower is a reskinned light crossbow.

Fearne casts wall of fire in a circle around the key and immediately detonates all of the arcane cores. everything in a 20-foot radius takes 45 force damage (22 halved) and is pushed 25 feet away from the key.

When the key is destroyed (which it is), the tether and the spectral Ruidus both disappear.

graviturgy dogs????

Ashton rage build update: while the gravity build is active and they're able to teleport, they can teleport up to 60 feet either when they kill an enemy or as a reaction when they kill an enemy.

have we talked about how interesting FCG's sympathetic binding mechanic is? like, what is actually going on here? FCG sees someone take massive damage, uses their reaction to halve the damage, gains half the damage as temporary hit points, and then if they have not taken enough damage to deplete those hit points they lose them and take that much damage.

how did I only just notice that Travis has a fidget spinner

these map cams are next level, I love them

me, when there are only 20 minutes left in the episode but the jabberwock just barely arrived: *fear*

anyway have I talked about how Matt's encounter design is fucking next-level big brain in this campaign? because it is

The person accompanying Otohan was "Sorrow Lord Zathuda."

and we pick up next week outside the Shiver Keep, hidden under the veils, with an unconscious Fearne in tow.

[painonthebrain]

DAY #3: George Bailey

“We’ve lost everything we have.” | Disowned | Drowning

Fandom: Original work/OCs

CWs: Demon whumper, nonbinary whumper, angel whumpees, masc whumpee, nonbinary whumpee, captivity, restraints, interrogation (past, mentioned), trauma being invalidated/minimized

@amonthofwhump

Oath trudges into Starling’s cell, hands tied behind his back, led by a chain around his neck. On the other end of it is Marrow, gripping the metal in its claws, keeping Oath uncomfortably close. He can barely walk a few paces away from it without the length of metal going taut.

They chain Oath to a hook on the wall, just out of reach of Starling — also bound in chains. The metal has left marks on their pale skin, yet they mostly look unharmed otherwise. Oath stares them down, looking for any sign of harm or injury. He can’t tell.

As Oath stares, his eyes meet Starling’s.

The silence between the two is thick, and Starling shields their face with their cephalic wings, flicking their gaze away from Oath.

It doesn’t really feel like a privilege to be visiting them now.

Only then does Marrow leave, locking the door behind themself without so much as a goodbye. All it says is “have fun.” Oath listens to the clicks of the locks. He doesn’t hear the footsteps get fainter, however. …Fine. Let Marrow listen in. Oath knows better than to let things slip around here anyway.

Starling straightens now that Marrow is gone. “You look terrible—”

“I know.” He says, staring off into the distance. Wouldn’t you like to know.

“What have they been doing to you? I know worse can happen, but you look hideous!—”

Oath hunches his shoulders. “Interrogations,” he says, his lips drawn into a tight frown when he finishes speaking.

“Oh. Well of course,” Starling replies. “It seems evident.”

“Uh huh.”

“I haven’t been interrogated myself, but I have been through my own… challenges — of course Marrow has never once hurt me. Physically, at least.” Starling looks down, their long snow-white bangs shrouding their expression. “Has it only been physically disciplining you?”

Heat rises to Oath’s cheeks.

“…Why would you ask that?! I… I came here to make sure you were fine, not spill about whatever Marrow’s done to me! If you really wanna know, why don't you tell me about what they did to you?”

Starling is silent.

“That's what I thought.”

They sigh. “Oath—”

“Don't call me that! You've always called me shit like guard or soldier or boy, you don't get to call me Oath just because you're finally on the same level as I am — and even then you're not the same because you're more valuable! So shut the hell up!” He breathes hard, his face flushed after the outburst. “Just… shut up.”

Starling brings their hand to their chest, gripping the fabric of their shirt.

“Oath…”

Oath bites his tongue, hard.

“We've lost everything we have. We need to be strong together or else all is lost!”

“You're fine. Shut the hell up.”

“NO, I'M NOT!” Starling yells, and for a moment, oath glimpses something in their eyes he didn't see before.

After the outburst, Starling holds their head, breathing heavily.

“I can't let it end like this.”

“Stop worrying!—”

“You think I don't know about the secrets you told to get in this room? You're a traitor, a filthy traitor.”

“And I like it that way.” Oath spits.

Starling grits their teeth, ready to say something just as venomous, but they reconsider,their face falling. “… I'm sorry.”

“No, you're not.”

“It’s— it's been rough for both of us,” they begin to say, their words trailing off into nothing.

“No, it hasn't! Whatever mental manipulation bullshit you think you're going through, it's nothing compared to this!” Oath gestures to himself. “Go suck it up and stop crying to me!”

Starling doesn't say anything more. They merely lean against the wall of their cell, silent tears beginning to form in their eyes.

Oath turns away.

Shit.

[ausetkmt]

It’s true folks, it is SO MUCH worse down there than you may think. By signing his latest fascist legislation which criminalizes undocumented immigrants for...well... just being in Florida, De Santis has effectively chased out virtually the entire undocumented poplulation of the state, which means more than 80% of the construction workers, and nearly 100% of the agricultural workers. And that’s just the tip of the iceberg. It cascades from there. I just spent half an hour on tiktok, for an old timer like me that’s a bit of a challenge, but it was worth it. In that short amount of time, I saw latin truckers blocking entire highways with their boycotting and refusing to deliver loads in Florida, or to take loads out. They aren’t even undocumented, that’s just the solidarity folks.

I saw video after video of empty construction sites and of fruits and vegetables rotting in the fields, fields that should be bustling with tough hard working folk picking the vines and trees, yet completely abandoned. But that, like I said is just the tip of the iceberg.

It’s starting to cascade from there, I saw videos of Walmart and Home Depot completely empty, totally devoid of customers. I saw videos of farms that hired American workers to try to do the jobs of the undocumented. It was both hilarious and heart breaking. The farmers complain the gringos are too fat and out of shape to do the job, most go home after lunch and many quit after a single day.

I saw an interesting comparison video, it’s in spanish, if you are not a spanish speaker fast forward to about 0:48. The fun starts there. It starts showing how latino roofers do the job, and then shows how their American replacements try to do the same job. Also similar examples of agri-workers, and many others. 

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Here we have an in depth (by Tiktok standards) look at a housing development under construction. It’s virtually abandoned. The narrator states that just in the room he is standing in there are normally at least 15 workers, it’s empty. He says that only 4 workers showed up to the whole site that day, and one was the foreman.

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Or how about a look at a convoy of Latinos leaving Florida:

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Ooh, and here’s one of my favorites. How about a tour of the local totally empty Walmart as given by an astonished patron, I mean really, have you EVER seen a Walmart that wasn’t packed with customers? Well now you can.

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Not to be outdone, Home Depot is also vying to be the winner of the retail wasteland sweepstakes, non-spanish speakers can fast forward to the one minute mark if you want to skip the spanish monologue.

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Yes, looks like good ol’ Meatball Ron has really stepped in it this time. It won’t be easy to recover from this, even if the legislature repeals this fascist law, what immigrant is going to risk returning when there are plenty of worker starved farms and construction sites welcoming them with open arms in somewhat more comfortable climates like Georgia and Alabama. Hell, we’re even getting some of the overflow here in Colorado where farmers and construction sites are practically rolling out the welcome mats. As they say, once bitten twice shy. Nobody’s going to go back to Florida after this, at least not as long as right wing lunatics and Nazi sympathizers are running the show. 

Oh, and here’s a bonus video, this African American Youtube star with over a million and a half subscribers is telling his mostly AA audience NOT to go to Florida and bail them out. Don’t miss the the guy who proposes sending Appalachian white welfare recipients to go pick fruit. Good luck getting them to put down their meth pipes to go roast in the Florida sun for minimum wage (or less). Yeah, that’s gonna happen.

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So why am I laughing? Because I’m originally from Florida, a boni fide native of the Sunshine state, and I’m absolutely horrified to see what wannabe fascists have done to my once beautiful state. I’m retiring soon and will have to do so in a northern state as I will not set foot in the South as long as it remains under the current fascistic spell to which it has thus far succumbed. If I have to freeze my tuchas off up here in the North for the rest of my days, I can at least take comfort that the yahoos who took over Florida are getting their comeuppance. One might say it’s cold comfort with a capital ”C”, but somehow, it’s better than no comfort at all.

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MAGU-CHAN OFFICIAL TWITTER ACCOUNT @magmenuek_info ARCHIVE

Hi guys it's your favorite loser Mod Napu from @maguchan_ooc on twitter. Site seems like it's going to go to hell in one form or another with an incoming outage soon–hopefully not a permanent one but we can't predict the future, so I made whatever preparations I could. Before we get to our own archive my priority is preserving the series's official account. There's a lot of bonus artwork and media on there you can't find anywhere else!! So here is a zip file containing ALL media posted and retweeted by the account (photos, videos, gifs, provided they weren't deleted/privated). The text file contains the original twitter image links. The excel file contains the text in the tweets that went with said links. Unfortunately I was not able to archive their text only tweets but pretty much everything notable had some kind of media attached. I'm sorry it's not organized at all; I'm scrambling a bit to get this up :P There are translations available for some of the Q&A stuff but that's all up on my personal account so that's another thing I'll get to figuring out later. I also have the fanart contest works archived because I bulk downloaded their likes but there's kinda complications with reuploading a bunch of random twitter artists' work so. Will think about that later. My sincere hope is that this is all for nothing and some tech company buys it at a loss from muskrat and slowly attempts to recover the damages but...we'll see. As for our stuff, stay tuned! Unless we don't need to. I hope we don't need to. Also I invited mods White-Winged Messenger and Yuika here too. Tell them hi

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I finally decided to join the fun and yeet myself into the Birdformers AU with my OC, Swiftwire!! However, since I'm more comfortable as a writer than an artist, I'm gonna use my writing to do the work for me, and hopefully my piece here will allow me to show my appreciation for this amazing world @dimorphodon-x has created, and let my equally shared passion for OC x Canon out a little just because. ¬w¬

I have a full length story in my drafts that tells the tale of Swiftwire the birb and her (canon character) emotional support chicken hubby, Knockout, but no matter how hard I try, I just can't seem to narrow down ANYTHING I write here. It keeps ending up as an infodump! 😂😅

So I deeply apologize in advance and sincerely hope you enjoy the novella I somehow ended up writing here, despite my best efforts at making it so much smaller. But either way, hope you enjoy!

* Swiftwire in this AU is based on a Cameo Indian Peacock, one that identifies as a peahen/female. She's basically a brown and white version of a regular peacock, but Swift often colours the flight feathers/ends of her wings, tailfeathers and the ends of her head plumage (the one-sided emo hairdo) in terracotta clay to stain it orange. She is just a head taller than an average human, measuring at a total height of 6' 4'', with a wingspan of 5 feet and bearing tailfeathers that, when completely flat on the ground once she sits down, are total of 7 feet in length, from her tailbone to the tip of the longest feather in the cluster of ocelli (the iconic eyes on a peacock's tail). Despite her stature, she is very skinny and uses this to her advantage to be able to fly and glide a lot farther, since peacocks cannot properly fly but rather do so for short distances or glide from Point A to Point B.

* Personality wise, she perfectly matches the description of a mother hen, but is also a bit vain due to her past and the influence of her husband/mate. But, once you get to know her beyond her mask of pride and caution, she's a gentle and rather shy, lanky bird who will happily help anyone who simply asks for it, especially children/hatchlings. If she were to ever meet Solclave, she would happily be his assistant to help manage the entirety of his adoptive brood, since Swiftwire is a mother of her own three younglings.

* Before coming to the sanctuary, she originally lived in the wilds of a savannah, far beyond the Birdformer forest, where she was once a part of a muster/party of other peafowl that formed into a clan to help survive in the dry wastelands, but as a result the entire clan constantly fought for dominance over power, fame within their territory, and being the one with the most mates in their harem, something Swift never truly felt she wanted since she was old enough to learn the ways of her species.

* When her parents, the alpha and brood mother of the clan, arranged for her to marry a peahen to begin a harem that would continue her father's legacy, and force her to become merely a tool of clan-based political growth for the apathetic peahen, Swift finally snapped and confronted her parents, demanding that they cancel the marriage and allow her to live her life by her own accord, revealing her gender identity in the process.

* Angered and humiliated at the loss of a son and a wealthy dowry, her father lashed out at Swift and attacked her in front of the entire clan, some even joining in to help drive her away, calling her a demon and a disgrace to the clan. Claws lashed out at her at every angle, ripping out her tailfeathers and the majority of her plumage in the process, before she finally fled with what remained of her flight feathers intact. The last thing she heard was her father screeching his final order towards her, banishing Swiftwire and any who pitied her from the savannah. Swift was the only one who flew away from the savannah, never to be seen again.

* Swift journeyed throughout the days and nights, only stopping for rest when she felt it was safe enough to do so and forcing herself to keep moving forward, even when she was hobbling from exhaustion. However, with her lack of survival skills due to the lavish lifestyle she grew up in, Swiftwire soon fell sick from heatstroke and malnourishment, collapsing on the side of a road. There she was rescued by a passing human, who took her to the Birdformer sanctuary, where she finally rested and was brought back to full health, her brown and white feathers returning to their full radiance with only small gaps around the scars on her face, legs and arms, her constant reminder of what she had lost for the life she desired.

* During her medical stay, she began to resent her own appearance, and thus began to pluck her tailfeathers and plumage out in anger and stress, infecting the scars where she plucked and lashing out at any human who didn't cover her head first to treat her self-inflicting wounds. Knowing this was going to be a problem if it didn't stop, the human caretakers brought her into a rehabilitation wing within the sanctuary research lab and housed her within a much larger room to observe her from a distance. There, they began their plan by introducing a Birdformer they had raised by hand, and had grown friendly to the humans while living in the wild, to act as an emotional support roommate... A Sebright Rooster by the name of Knockout.

* The egotistical rooster was tiny compared to Swiftwire, who barely reached her hip when they stood side by side. And every time he attempted to befriend her, she would snap at him and nearly kill him as she defended her corner of the room. She may not have known how to hunt or properly find food, but she did know how to fight from her days training in the clan.

* It took three weeks for Swift to finally put up with Knockout, who by that point had made a wall of cushions and objects to ensure he could sleep safely, and after the first night without any hissing or defensive screeching/wing flapping from her, Swift finally started responding to Knockout and talking to him without threatening him verbally, beyond the usual growls of "Stay on your side, small-tail".

* However, the growls finally stopped when Knockout began to actively prevent her from habitually plucking out her tailfeathers once they began to regrow, mostly by throwing things at her to distract her from across the territorial wall. At first, it did cause more fights to break out, until it became a routine game of dodge between the two, something that slowly became fun and finally made Swift move out of her corner and exercise in her chase after Knockout to take back ammo for their game, causing them to slowly break down the wall and finally have full access to the room again.

* By Swift's fifth week staying in the rehab wing, Knockout was finally allowed to sleep beside the massive peafowl, and the fighting finally settled into playfights and warning taps. Their days were now filled with sassy banter and maintaining the score to their little game of dodge, while their nights mainly consisted of small talk and the occasional heart-to-heart, one in which Swift finally revealed how she came to the sanctuary and was banished from her home. When the human caregivers came in to fetch Swiftwire and see if she was ready for release, they found that Knockout now refused to leave her side. Left with no other choice, they tagged and released Swiftwire and Knockout together, with Swift immediately fleeing as far from everything as possible in a blind panic, even from the flightless rooster she had begun to call her friend.

* Unfortunately, her time healing did little to teach her how to survive on her own, so it was only a matter of time until she ended up getting injured by a certain territorial owl when sheltering in a tree for the night. For once, luck was finally on her side, as Knockout found her only a few hours later, and brought her into a nearby burrow to patch her up. When she awoke two days later, she found that Knockout had stayed by her side the whole time and had even gone hunting for small vermin for her. Before she could ask why he stayed, he suddenly stepped aside and allowed her to be on her way, claiming he merely wanted to return the favor for all she went through during their time together. Touched by his kindness and willingness to constantly help her, despite all she had put him through, she offered to instead make a deal with him... If he could teach her how to hunt and survive, then she would stay and help protect him, since two against the world would make life a lot easier.

* The promise soon became their daily routine, as Swift helped Knockout with building a nest in a hollow high in the forest canopy, while the rooster in turn allowed the peafowl to chaperone him to their shared home and taught her everything he knew. Eventually, the routine became something more as Swift began to see Knockout as something more than an ally, a feeling she would bury deep inside at first, until she began to involuntarily fan out her now fully grown tailfeathers whenever he playfully complimented her, or cover him with a wing at night to carefully pull him close against her to nestle into his feathers. Swift even managed to carve out pegs during the times Knockout went out hunting to create a staircase for him, allowing Knockout to come and go from the nest as he pleased, instead of relying on her every time. Her kind gesture was returned with a simple hug and a nuzzle, but it was on that day that Swift knew she had fallen for the tiny chicken.

* It took months before Swift began to see the signs; mainly the gifts left for her whenever Knockout went hunting, including fresh terracotta clay for her new passion of staining her feathers, trinkets of shiny pebbles and small human objects, even the food she enjoyed most or even craved that week. It wasn't until she went out at the last hour before sunset to look for Knockout, worried that he had been injured during a hunt, when she found him with a hatchling his size, sniffling and whimpering for his Mama. One look was all it took for them to decide, before Swift carried the Osprey Hawk hatchling back home, a place that would eventually become the home to the newly adopted hatchling of Swift and Knockout's named Conduit.

*Once things settled down, Swift finally faced her fears and, on a clear starry night while their son was sound asleep, she made her move and used the feathers she once despised to woo the red rooster, wordlessly asking him to be her mate with a shy glance to the side and a radiant shimmering of her fanned out tail. Knockout immediately understood as a fellow fan tail user, and responded to her request with a wordless head boop, after pulling her down to meet his eye, and a kiss. The very next day, Knockout left another gift for her when she awoke to see him gone hunting... a human made chain with three coloured beads attached to it. One the colour of Swiftwire's terracotta coated feathers, the middle one the same red as Knockout's own coat, and one the colour of Conduit's vibrant yellow plumage.

* To this day, Swift now wears the chain on her left ear tuft of feathers, one that represented the family they had now formed. And it would only be a few weeks later that their family would grow once more, with an egg of a Snowy Owl that would become their daughter Sira, and a gifted Langshan Rooster egg from the sanctuary that would eventually become their youngest son Orion.

......... I am so sorry for how much I wrote, but I do hope you enjoyed it, @dimorphodon-x 😅

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MASTERPOST TO THE TYLER JOSEPH SITUATION FOR ANYONE CONFUSED!

On September 2nd, 2020, Tyler Joseph tweeted this:

Before this post Tyler has never spoken up about BLM. Many of his fans, especially POC have been asking him to please voice and show support since he has a large influence. Instead, he chose to downplay a movement based on the minority having the courage to face their oppressors that have brutalized and discriminated against them and demand change. Instead of holding this movement as serious and important as it is, he chose to make it a punchline to his insensitive and self centered joke and mocking the people that are risking their lives fighting for a difference.

Tyler Joseph has an estimated net worth of 20 million. That's 20,000,000. He also benefits from being white, cis (and het passing/straight), male, and physically abled. He won't risk being homeless due to being fired (other people signed to the same label has spoken out) or kicked out/evacuated if he spoke out. He won't risk brutalization by the police for speaking out. He would not risk being shot point blank for speaking out. All of these, and more, have happened to people that's fought for BLM. Protesters have been tracked down and arrested and killed. Yet a man with as much privilege as him refused to say anything this entire time.

He is in the position and has power to speak out and influence thousands with his platform and being an idol to a lot of younger teens that take his word as fact and will defend him. This is incredibly dangerous because it starts and gives a pass for racist mindset to younger people, meaning they could think BLM is a joke or not serious or lead to even worse racist thoughts due to them wanting to be like their idol.

Then Tyler proceeded to post this rant on mental health about 40 minutes after being criticized by many fans:

Okay so I have a lot of thoughts on this and dissecting his s*icide baity and victimizing rant.

1. While using humor can be a valid coping mechanism, it has a time and place as well as a subject matter. For me I can say a dark joke on my past abuse. But for someone else, it is not their right to make my trauma their entertainment. Especially if that person is someone that didn't/doesn't face the same trauma and is in a position to benefit from it.

2. Why is supporting BLM such a burden on him? He doesn't face the discriminated they do yet act as if they're a burden if he cannot make their suffering an entertainment. He acts as if saying Black people shouldn't be killed due to their race harms him and he's suffering due to it. Instead of even remaining silent (which is violent and dangerous as well), he went out of his way specifically to mock the movement.

3. He's weaponizing mental health as an excuse for his tone death joke. He's trying to make himself seem the victim for facing backlash and when he first posted these, it was spaced out and had a s*icide baity feel. He shouldn't put POC down to uplift mental health, both are such important issues but instead....

3. He says reminding us what he's 'fighting' for, which apparently is just mental health. But what about POC's mental health, in this case? What about a Black person being depressed and drained and scared because they see their family and friends being killed only due to their race? And on top of that, having to worry if it happens to them as well while constantly grieving? Is that not important or 'worthy' of his support? Or is he admitting he only 'fights' for something that'll cater to and provide for him as well? And that if he can't benefit, he won't care or deem it something worthy to fight for and that he doesn't care? He can't use his mental illness/your shtick as a reason why you will excuse and ignore (and cater to) racism.

But most controversial and insensitive of all he tweeted this with it:

Here he is upfront and clearly defending his joke, despite being told and aware of how insensitive it was. He is admitting he doesn't care about POC feelings or how it impacts them and the way his original tweet has hurt his fanbase. He is defending his mocking of the BLM movement and the people actually fighting while being less privileged than him. He is saying his feelings and his joke means more than POC dying for no reason other than their skin color. He is defending his insensitive tweet knowing it has hurt POC.

He is bluntly being racist and aware of it.

And finally, he tweeted the damage control:

And this is just as repulsive and wrong as his mental health excuse.

1. It was about human rights. There's no way to excuse or lie or downplay it. He literally made a joke about his POC fans begging him to show support and use him platform given his privilege and influence. He can't lie his way through this to excuse himself or try to make people that were understandably upset look like over reacting fools.

2. No room for that? People never said he has to only talk on BLM. If he's waiting for it to stop mattering or trending, it's disgusting. Black lives will ALWAYS matter, it doesn't change based on the hashtag trending or it gaining more attention. He acts as he can't care about two different things or that Black lives doesn't matter as much as a subject that affects you. No one said he can't talk and continue to bring awareness to mental health and for many POC it's more important than ever to have resources and support since they live in a world with a society literally designed to kill and target them. Instead of tweeting one thread or link to donations or awareness to the discrimination Black people face daily; Tyler made a joke, defended it despite it hurting POC, then threw a tantrum for an excuse on why he could never be assed to even pretend to care that much.

3. If it hurted someone? POC were literally telling him from the start it was harmful and damaging. He DID hurt POC but he didn't listen or care until he realized how damaging it is for his career? He isn't sorry he hurt POC, he's sorry he has hurt his career and reputation in exposing his immaturity regarding serious issues. He's ignoring and shifting blame and finally doing even below bare minimum. From the very first tweet to him defending it, he has alerted and told on himself for placing his feelings above Black lives. He deemed a joke on the expense of BLM meaning more than actual Black people's feelings.

Debby Ryan and Josh Dun has both liked his original tweet:

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As well as these tweets he has had a questionable history. Involving:

Racist tweets from 2015 he never apologized for.

Anti-black lyrics such as in Lane Boy:

'I wasn't raised in the hood

But I know a thing or two about pain and darkness'

And while that can be and is a reference to how mental illness impacts even privileged, it just doesn't sit right with me personally.

He also uses hip hop and rap (a genre specifically tied in and dominated by Black artists and labeled as not real music/easy musix), per example of Heavydirtysoul (just entire second half is continuously putting rap artists down) and Holding Onto You, quoting the song 'Lean Wit It, Rock Wit It' by Dem Franchize Boyz to be below him. (Bridge 2, line one)

Tyler has also refused to publicly disagree with his brother's racist, transphobic, homophobic, right-winged views.

Has not spoken about police brutality before, such as ignoring it until a police officer got killed back in 2016.

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title . landing in detention (gi / hp crossover) characters . genshin impact type . fluff , headcanons , crossover

(continuation of this post ♡)

what kind of stunt would they pull that would land them in detention in hogwarts?

— GRYFFINDOR

xiangling made something explode in the kitchen and tried to run away undetected. but eventually the gryffindor prefects found her... also with 5 apples stuffed in her bag.

amber made herself a plushie which she charmed to dance when someone claps twice, but she did the spell wrong and it ended up blowing up instead of dancing when she clapped twice. the damage wasn't serious, but it destroyed her desk and slightly affected the surrounding ones.

one of hu tao's pranks went a bit too far and it ended in a short-lived duel. her victim ended up in the hospital wing, jinxed, and slightly injured from the original prank.

xinyan lost a bet so she had to do a dare from her friends. it was to set off a dungbomb underneath the most hated teacher's desk. she was caught.

beidou forgot to do her homework three times in a row because she got busy doing quidditch practices

childe dueled someone. to literally nobody's surprise. the unfortunate victim ended up soaking wet, confunded, and with a few cuts here and there while childe ended up with a lot of bruises, a few cuts, and a sprained wrist.

— HUFFLEPUFF

someone drank something that diona mixed some potion ingredients into. the professors were very confused, because under further inspection, they realised that the combination of ingredients she used would injure or kill someone, and was definitely not supposed to "taste amazing", as the drinker described it. the drinker didn't die. and did not get hurt in any way possible. but mixing potion ingredients into butterbeer was still Against The Rules™, so diona got a detention.

bennett and razor were found exploring a floor that was out of bounds. luckily they didn't come across fluffy.

as for noelle, aether and barbara, i really couldn't think of any situation where they'd end up in detention.

— SLYTHERIN

yanfei kept quoting muggle laws which annoyed someone and they tried using a charm that would seal her mouth but her reaction time was quicker and she did it to them instead, then putting up a shield to prevent the charm being done to her.

lumine got roped into some wild thing that childe did at some point.

when someone was picking on his friends, xiao got very protective of them and the person picking on them ended up in the hospital wing. xiao ended up cleaning old trophies as punishment.

either one of albedo's work-in-progress potions got misplaced and something happened, or when he was experimenting, something got damaged. it happens more often than you think, but this particular time got pretty serious. nobody was injured, though.

idk about eula

kaeya was caught charming someone's quill to jolt randomly while they write, which makes them mess up multiple words. white-out doesn't exist yet. he didn't have anything against the person, but he was bored and needed some entertainment. except this is the fourth time he's been caught for giving himself said entertainment in class.

keqing, like xiao, got overprotective of her friends, except whoever was on the receiving end of whatever spells her wand cast didn't get injured... too much.

i'm sorry i also can't think of one for rosaria i'm running out of scenarios

ganyu missed out on most of the day's classes because she slept in after overworking herself. of course, she couldn't tell (or admit) this to her professors, so she wasn't able to give an excuse on why she was absent from most of her classes...

jean's chosen to be the head girl for a reason. (her outstanding grades, reputation, and her hardworking, responsible nature) so she doesn't get detentions cuz she's good :D

— RAVENCLAW

chongyun and xingqiu didn't do their homework twice in a row.

fischl seems like a rather good student. or a decent one, at the very least.

sucrose was helping albedo in his advanced potion-making and it went wrong.

mona was caught trying to duplicate some golden galleons.

diluc and kaeya fought, which ended up in part of kaeya's robes getting scorched. tsk tsk, how can the two of them both be prefects when they're like this?

lisa witnessed diluc and kaeya's fight but secretly added fuel to the fire and walked away. she was put in detention because she, as a fellow prefect, should have stepped in when she was already there, not add onto the problem. kaeya ended up

zhongli's the same as jean because he's head boy