#eeesh

[oldearthaccretionist]

I just saw those posters that have the Mister Rogers helpers quote over the shooter. And can I just say. Don't fucking do that. Don't share that image like it's a good quote for the situation.

I might understand that this is an inevitable outcome of what these execs have been doing. I might understand the sentiment and the desperation and the anger. I might not be able to muster up sympathy for the exec.

BUT the shooter is not a helper. Especially not a helper in the way Mister Rogers meant.

Those words are not about violence or revenge. They're not about mass catharsis. Those words are about the people who go to bat to get people the care they need. Those words are about the people who work to get medical debt forgiven. Those words are about the people working to change the system the ones who have taken and are taking steps to fix things. They're about the person who brings a meal to someone struggling, or listens and provides support. They're about the people who share information about how to navigate the broken system. They are about the people providing care and real help and alleviation of suffering.

To fix and help is harder than it is to break or shoot. Celebrate the actual helpers.

[marietheran-archived]

I didn't even know there was a debate before today morning, but, uh.... the news is very interesting

[agendratum]

tong is being sooo creeeeepyy again

why do you need to be so observing

why don't you want yet another stand in of yours around your "brother in law"

[anticorn-lawleag-ue]

“Slopsquatting” in a nutshell:

1. LLM-generated code tries to run code from online software packages. Which is normal, that’s how you get math packages and stuff but

2. The packages don’t exist. Which would normally cause an error but

3. Nefarious people have made malware under the package names that LLMs make up most often. So

4. Now the LLM code points to malware.

https://www.theregister.com/2025/04/12/ai_code_suggestions_sabotage_supply_chain/

[slightnettles]

[kyurochurro]

top 10 spongebob lines that remind me of M*A*S*H:

i dont know why I did this LOL i just think the line is funny and wanted to draw Trapper reaaally badly!

[brocedethesis]

This Dude. This Uncle-ass Dude.

[dunkinbublin]

in honor of sonic prime season two i present force of habit v 2

[zenkindoflove]

Tomorrow is my one-year anniversary returning to writing fanfic. This is going to be a bit of a sappy post reflecting on the last year and celebrating some of my wins/new things I've challenged myself to do.

October 17, 2023 is when I started to write the very first chapter of Burn Forever with Me. I had finished the ACOTAR series about two weeks before and had spent those two weeks reading all the Elucien fic I could. I could feel I had a story in me, so I set out to write it in a month thinking that would be it and I would get it out of my system.

It had been a while since I had written. From 2006-2012 I wrote fanfic very regularly across a few different fandoms. Most of those stories can't be found online anymore. I took a three year hiatus from my Big Bang Theory multichapter fic at the end of 2012, and didn't finish it until 2015 when I had a burst of motivation. I didn't write again until another burst of motivation hit me (Game of Thrones ending) and wrote another one-shot in 2019.

By this point in 2023, I kind of thought my fanfic writing days were behind me. I didn't expect this new resurgence in my life that came about because of this series/this ship. I've tried so many new things writing for this fandom and pushed my writing in directions I never anticipated.

Since last year I have... -published 441,592 words. -published 20 fics (a mix of multichapter and one-shots) -completed four multichapter long fics (huge for me because I used to abandon multichapter fics all the time in my first era) -Written for several ships, including rare pairs, not just my OTP which is all I did in the past -Created many OCs, including my focal OC Alexius. Up until now I thought I was kind of hopeless when it came to writing original characters. -Wrote fanfic for three appreciation weeks -Wrote MM smut for the first time, and lots of it. I have been reading MM smut for two decades, but did not have a calling to write for a specific ship until Eris x Alexius -Co-written two fics with @crazy-ache -pushed myself in what styles of writing I tackle, including writing epistolary for the first time as well as challenging myself to write action/fight scenes which always scared me in the past -world building in general also used to scare me and now I think it feels so much more approachable as I've been filling in SJM's holes. -I think my smut writing has evolved a lot too. While I wrote smut in the past and I think I established what my writing voice/style was for smut, I have really had the opportunity to solidify it and try it in different scenes and contexts. I feel a lot more confident than I did back then.

I wanted to highlight these because I think as writers, we are often too hard on ourselves, and it helps to put into context all of the ways we've improved if we are mindful of our progress. I definitely encourage you to sit down one day and remind yourself of all the new things you've done from your starting place. Making this list really put into context all the ways I've changed as a writer in just a year.

I still have a lot more I want to do and new challenges to face in the next year. I hope if you read this, it does help to show you that you can take long breaks and even if you take a step back from writing, you will always be a writer and it'll always be a hobby you can return to and improve your skills, no matter how long its been.

[dandelionjack]

i know this is like “first day on the internet??” type shit but i am genuinely astonished sometimes by the extent and scope of people’s boundless cruelty, at least in words.

threatening a complete stranger with torture and cracking jokes about it because she’s… daring to wear a cute scarf that matches public transport upholstery? because she has a piercing? because she’s too twee? i don’t know, maybe i’m taking it personally because i too am a quirky londoner with bangs and a visible piercing, but i just… this type of psychology is utterly alien to me. i have no idea what level of bitterness, rage and trauma motivates some into acting like this. it’s sort of shaken me to my core.

and i know this insignificant incident is really minor compared to the hundreds of thousands of worse violent threats and more material scenarios that happen daily online and everywhere else, but just this one particular case for some reason makes me lose all hope for humanity. especially since the guy making the “jokes” refers to himself as some kind of leftist as far as i’m aware

[dxrkenedheights]

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"But, I wasn't talking about them, Felix. Just the name." Agneta corrects, tone sharp yet light as she interjects her son. "You always assume the worst of me." a quick tsk escapes her, head subtly shaking as she sips her drink. "Being so defensive about Isabella's work is not healthy, Felix. Scrutiny is going to be everywhere. You're going to exhaust yourself if you're prepared to argue with everybody that has an opinion." a cold glance slides to Felix as the topic veers to the taken Olympia girl, and for Agneta it doesn't matter how long ago it was. "She was only a few years younger than Jakob at the time. I would have been distraught. I think they have every right." she nods, polite enough but her voice carries an unwavering tone, as if disagreeing with her is simply wrong.

"You could be grateful for it, have you ever considered that? It's an important role, Felix. Important for the entire Station. People would do anything for it, and it was given to you because of who you are." the words leave her quickly, inconspicuous almost as guests pass them and she offers a smile, tight but far warmer than the exchange is with her own son. She doesn't expect Felix to appreciate Vertex, his family's legacy. No matter how serious he pretends to be now about work. It doesn't quite fool Agneta, convinced she can see through the charade.

They've been here many times with one another. Almost evil in the way they communicate to one another, like there's an invisible scoreboard for who can hurt the other the most. Agneta can't remember when it became this bad, and guilt swirls within her because of it. She can see her remark cuts through Felix, but it's only seconds until his does the same to her. Agneta falls quiet, glare locked on her oldest son but there isn't even a twitch of her features in reaction. "I felt fear when I had you, yes. And when you were older, I felt pity. Because I could see how you were just like me. And feeling everything is terrible, isn't it? Especially when no one else seems to believe that you do."

At times, Felix wasn't even sure how he survived his childhood. The memories of Agneta as a mother are so rarely positive. Most of them blotchy and faded of how she used to be, replaced entirely by the more vivid recollections of her sudden and sharp contrasting self. "You mentioned thinking about Outreach and why it was called it." Felix said, avoiding letting any bitterness seep into his tone. "I wasn't joking about what happened." but then the bitterness did show, because he wouldn't dream of it. "I was making a comment about how people have used what's happened to them." for an agenda, one that he didn't agree or believe in. "It's less funny when I have to explain it." he added, deciding that the topic was never going to be acknowledged. Not any time soon, and certainly not by his mother.

A subtle scoff slipped from his lips, the words do-gooding making Felix glance to Agneta with a subtle look of disdain. "I've never actually said that I hated it." he reminded her, even if Felix was aware that his actions through his life did most of the talking for him. "It's a job, with numbers and money. I wasn't aware that I had to be leaping for joy every time I counted something." but then it struck him what his mother was really doing. Creating more hoops for him to jump through, because clearly showing up for work, doing a good job...no, nothing was ever good enough. "But, hey, if you want me to smile wider at work, just say so." dry humor was the only thing going to get him through this interaction.

But, Felix found himself clutching onto it harder than he thought he would. Somehow, whenever he was convinced he had the last word, Agneta manged to stoop lower and lower. So effortlessly too, in ways that always astounded him. Her words cut through him, even if he schooled his expression to show no visible wounds.

He simply stared at her, a slight laugh leaving him for how perfectly created the entire situation was. From appearing at his side just moments after he arrived, before he could settle into the afternoon. To pulling out words he didn't think any mother would say to their child. Felix nodded, subtly, as if he was seeing the interaction for what it was. "I don't really think there's many studies floating around about the impact a fake mother has on their children, but maybe Jakob and I skipped the survey messages." he said without an ounce of emotion. "Can you even get scared, mother?" Felix squinted then, feigning curiousness. "We've never really had the conversation before. Now's the perfect time, if we stay quiet enough. Where's your volume control, is it voice activated?"

[marietheran-archived]

Fervent prayer request that I don't do something stupid.

[rebouks]

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Oscar: So.. you owe her, huh? [Wyatt shrugged, knowing full well what Oscar was getting at] Wyatt: What’s it to you? Oscar: I just hope-… Wyatt: I have her best interests in mind, trust me. Oscar: You better. Wyatt: Thanks for helping… [Surprised by the lack of disdain in Wyatt’s words, Oscar decided to poke him a little more] Oscar: What’s going on? Wyatt: I don’t know-.. she wanted to make it on her own, I guess, but it’s been a while since I heard from her. She doesn’t exactly have the best track record, does she? Oscar: No thanks to you. [Oscar waited for some form of retort; a quip, a snarky comment, some sarcasm-.. nothing. He squinted dubiously at Wyatt, was that a hint of shame..?] Darien: Are you two planning on getting in at some point, or? Darien: Well, now what? Oscar: We could check some of the local shelters or somethi-… Wyatt: We..? Oscar: I don’t give a flying fuck about you, but I care about Brynn. Honestly, it’s a shame it’s at her expense, but what goes around comes around n’ all that… [The sound of crumpling leather was all that reverberated through the car as Darien shifted in his seat uncomfortably] Oscar: C’mon, I’m sure you n’ your singular brain cell can figure it out. [Wyatt understood, but what was he supposed to say? I get it now-.. my bad? It’d never be enough. Darien started the engine hastily, an upbeat radio presenter effectively cutting through the conversation; or lack thereof]

[punchitmrsulu]

Remember a few years ago when there was serious talk of L*a M*chele playing Elphaba on a movie adaptation?

My God did we dodge that bullet!!!

[hers-underwraps]

HI LOVE HOW ARE YOU 🩷🩷

OMG HEY GIRL!

I'm sorry it took me like eons to reply, but honestly, I've been a bit all over the place lately lol.

I don't know if it's just school stress or if starting to hit my limit on the just thug it out method to address my issues, but I think I've genuinely lost the plot. Genuinely, the number of times I've hit rock bottom in the past few months is concerning.

Aside from that, though, today was actually alright. The makeup and hair were slaying, I felt a lil more joyous and whimsical than I usually do and today was a good day in general.

Thank you for the ask <3

[pokytoad]

Idk why this needs to be said but here we are yet again, rinse-and-repeat regularly-scheduled-hetalia-fandom lunacy. Some of y'all should really consider not writing fanfiction about current events.

Do whatever tf you want I guess but I WILL judge you hard if you're writing fanfic about Russia-Ukraine or Israel-Palestine, etc. You need to take a step back and think about what you're doing and how bizarre and uncomfortable it is to trivialize ongoing global conflicts and the suffering of millions so you can write an entertainment piece.

Just.... try to think about it. This happens with every new wave of hetalia fans and idk man but cmon.....