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single-malt-scotch · 2 years

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A long analysis of Boogey kills and Cured messages

just random technical thoughts about life series lol ignore me. unless you want to hear about all this data i gathered about Boogeyman Cure messages.

unsure if grian or anyone else has talked more about the technical side of life series. as i have vaguely heard it does seem this is like, reaching out to commission folk to work on a new variation and code it, which makes sense. additionally in the opening of one season (LL i think) there was an assumed moderator hanging out there for a moment. while i am sure grian has some commands to do things, probably send out a boogeyman command if it breaks, i feel i also recall times where mods likely did a thing instead of grian due to the wording. its unconfirmed iirc if the mods actually hang around the entire time and as their names dont seem to be on the tab, but im not convinced that means they arent there in some form.

but i am thinking about this because i notice how some of the Boogeyman cure messages come... kind of late? at first when i was watching and i saw some deaths that were like "<player> died to Lava" "<player> died to Fall damage" or like, all the TNT traps set after theyre gone that im not even sure how they could be tracked back to the player (ive been trying to figure out how to track player IDs for my own thing and it is not possible to track things like that). i was thinking "huh. i wonder how the system knows it was a boogey kill, when the message doesnt say "<player> burned to death while fighting <;player>" "<player> hit the ground too hard whilst trying to escape <player>"? basically i am pretty sure, its manual in those cases.

rest under the cut bc this is long lol.

listen idk why i am thinking about this but i am. i notice these random details, like keep inventory being on the moment i saw joel's POV. i noticed the pretty delayed cure message/lack of 1+ hour message for Martyn, but the immediate 1+ hour message for Scott.. of course this is complicated to actually do math for because of cuts (and LL2 has only just started so we can't refer to death made without player names).

cuz you know at first i was like. oh it probably sees the player who killed them and sends out a cure message, knowing that player is the boogeyman and made a kill. and yes there is a chance some messages are just delayed in the system, but i still am left very sure with all the moments where names arent tied at all and players arent even around for it, that it must be manual.

cuz like. seeing those messages that dont specify that they were involved i was like.... hm. no there isnt really a way to do that automatically. there isnt any proof for it that the player killed that player if the message doesn't involve them. thinking about this fact now, i would have to go and see how every boogey cure message appeared in LL itself.... but even so its hard to time things as people cut a bit.

what i am saying is, with the delay on cure messages and the mixed death messages that dont make me think the coding would deal with this- i think the mods could be hanging around to determine some of these complex scenarios where it would be totally unclear otherwise, and send out a cute message manually. or potentially grian but id have to comb through how he acts each time it happens.

The LL2 deaths

Scott got the 1+ hour received message immediately. while there was a cut to the Cured message, it took 69 seconds since the kill to gain that. There was no cut between that final blow he made and the 1+ hour message, i went through frame by frame. it faded in the moment he got the kill.

However, Martn did not get the +1 hour message right after he made his kill, despite the death message stating that he killed BigB in some form. We didn't see Martynh's 1+ hour message at all but he does cut a lot so this is hard to determine.

sadly due to no Bdubs POV, we don't know what his messages looked like.

this seems like, unimportant i know lol. its not a huge deal. but i enjoy the technical side of things and often wish we had more insight to how it works. especially makes me wonder about the fan made adaptions of the Life series too, if the death message thing is a problem and not always possible to be done automatically. but im having a hard time being convinced there isnt some moderator involvement with this after seeing some of this, unless there really is some strange delay on receiving messages. but my own knowledge of coding and minecraft doesnt have me sure that those deaths are traceable at all.

The LL1 deaths

BUT WE ARENT DONE YET.... I AM GOING THROUGH LL1 RIGHT NOW.

depressingly multiple people seem to have lost episodes so... thats a shame, and i cannot track what happened as i dont have their POV.

Scar killed Mumbo and the death message included him. Was cured right after. Makes sense.

Ren killed Skizz by making him fall and was not in the death message and he did NOT get the cure message right after. Ren cut so its hard to say exactly when his message arrived and we never see it pop up. I cannot time it.

More proof of the immediate cure message for direct kills comes from BigB to Cleo, Joel to Scott, Etho to Mumbo, Etho to Scar etc etc... pretty much every direct death that was caused by a player, in the chat messages it seems.

Scott kills Impulse but the message is that he falls, and also does not have his name. Scott makes a few short cuts here but even with those, it took 94 seconds for the Cured message to appear.

Jimmy kills lizzie in a similar way- falls into lava but the death message does not include him as expected. While possibly unrelated he does type in chat "cure me baby!"* and additionally he does make a cut, so this may easily muddy the results but even so, i will still note it took 22 seconds from the kill to where he got the cure message in his video. His video is likely the most misleading just because Scott did leave so much time for his to appear- but at the same time Jimmy did not move too much from where he was either.

Martyn kills tango and the message does not include Martyn's name, as its indirect again. Thank god Martyn didnt cut. It took 83 seconds for the message to appear, and he also had typed a message saying he got a boogey kill.

Up to this point, I hadn't considered whether or not they were sending messages saying "i did the boogey kill", especially for these scenarios where the kills were indirect. Onto the last notable one-

Pearl kills Ren by TNT, another indirect kill. No cuts here, and it takes 73 seconds for the Cure message to arrive, a bit after Pearl also makes a message confirming her boogey kill.

*regarding Jimmy i eventually come to conclusion this isnt a coincidence. it seems these messages are typed on purpose for them to get Cured.

Conclusion

The timing is all random once we get to the indirect kills. Too me, it definitely seems like the game is coded to detect those messages that include players killing players, but otherwise those indirect kills do not. However i am not also sure that someone like Grian is sending out the manual cures-- that would include... going and seeing if he cuts, or if there is some kind of pause while he does it off screen.

idk why i did this. autism moment.

#trafficblr #limited life spoilers

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pub-lius · 2 years

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Goreg Washesaton for richie my beloved

so you may have noticed that this ongoing series of my research of "every historical figure" (/t) for @thereallvrb0y has been on pause for a few weeks and thats bc ive been STRUGGLING to find the rest of them, and i cant. so if anyone needs information on those people, i might just post the bullets from my notes bc im not doing all that work again FKSFKSH they still exist somewhere within my 3000 posts, but i cannot find them bc tumblr sucks <3 anyway, now for

George Washington (pt one)

Georgie was born at his family's plantation, Popes Creek, in Westmoreland County, Virginia, on February 22, 1732, a date that I have memorized for some reason when I don't even have my dad's birthday memorized (sorry dad). His parents were Augustine and Mary Ball Washington. Augustine was a very prominent plantation owner in the area, and also a justice of the county court, so he was a big deal. His first wife, Jane Butler, died and left him with two sons, Lawrence and Augustine Jr., and their daughter Jane.

George was the eldest of the kids from the second marriage. His other siblings were Elizabeth, Samuel, John Augustine, Charles, and Mildred.

The family eventually moved to another one of their properties, Little Hunting Creek, which would become Mount Vernon. They moved again four years later to Ferry Farm.

Augustine Sr. died when George was 11, leaving most of his property to the eldest sons from the first marriage. The remaining income maintained Mary and her children, and George would have been responsible for helping manage their plantation.

George never received a formal education since the funds for that were used on his older brothers. He only received instruction from private tutors. He would have studied reading, writing, basic legal forms, geometry, trigonometry, manners, penmanship, and comportment. I already made a post about his rules of civility, which was a big part of his education.

Mount Vernon, where I got most of my sources from on Washington, of course, has a lot of information on slavery, but I'm not really qualified to talk about all of that since I think it deserves its own separate research, but here's the link for that.

The Washingtons were, however, deeply entangled in the global "institution" (that phrasing makes me uncomfy, it sounds like a business yk). Washington inherited 10 enslaved people from his father, and went on to "inherit/purchase/rent/gain control of" more than 500 enslaved people.

Washington expressed racist sentiments up until the Revolutionary War, which greatly changed his perspective on the definition of liberty and who it applies to. He expressed wanting to free the enslaved people he was responsible for, but couldn't because of the backlash it would cause from him being an international celebrity. He would end up freeing the 123 enslaved people he was able to in his will (that's a whole complicated legal system designed to keep people and their families enslaved for as long as possible and it's honestly exhausting).

Anyway, back to the white people history. Washington got his first job as a surveyor, and it was the only thing he got formal training in. In the mid-1740s he got two surveying jobs (one of which was for a They were going to lay out lots within a large tract along the western frontier of Virginia, and into indigenous territory. He learned more surveying and gained important knowledge of the frontier (*foreboding dramatic movie sound effect*). At the end of the first day, he was shown "a bed of straw with one Threat Bear blanket with double its Weight of Vermin such as Lice Fleas etc. (sic)" He made a promise "not to Sleep so from that time forward chusing rather to sleep in the open Air before a fire. (sic)" This experience ended up being very important to him and getting him out of that cushy rich kid life (*another foreboding dramatic movie sound effect*)

His professional career began in 1749, and recieved a commission for the new Culpepper County (*insert Turn: Washington's spies theme song*), which was probably by the recommendation of Fairfax, who was working on the Governor's council. By 1752, he had completed nearly 200 surveys, totaling more than 60,000 acres. Honestly, I think that if he lived his entire life as just a surveyor, he wouldn't have gone gray in his 40's.

in 1753, Governor Robert fucking Dinwiddie that was this man's NAME in REAL LIFE learned that French troops had moved south from Canada to construct forts in the region south of Lake Erie, which was declared British territory. The area had commercial potential, and Dinwiddie was concerned that the French would fortify the forks of the Ohio River. So, he sent Washington, who was a major in the Virginia militia, to deliver a diplomatic eviction notice to the French in 1753. If that date sounds familiar its bc Georgie is about to have a few major fuck ups that you learned about in middle school. This was known as the Allegheny Expedition, but I have never called it that. It is and will always be the Ohio Eviction.

The expedition was aided by Christopher Gist and local indigenous people. They were escorted by O-non-dowa-gah (also known as Seneca) chief Tanacharison, two Haudenosaunee (Iroquois), and one from the Lenape (Delaware Nation).

This trip was rough. During the trip, Washington hiked for days through snowy woods, fell off a raft into the icy Allegheny River, nearly drowned, and had to spend a freezing night on an island without shelter on the 900 mile journey. I hate to say it, but this dad could beat up your dad. They reached Fort Le Boeuf on December 11, thank fuck. Washington's account was published by Dinwiddie in Williamsburg and London, giving him a reputation at the age of 22.

Despite all that effort, the French just ignored them lmao, bc like what's this little freak gonna do??? So, Dinwiddie dispatched Washington, now a Lieutenant Colonel to assert Virginia's claims a few months later with around 150 men.

They ended up skirmishing with French soldiers on the way, and killed 10 men, including the French commander, Joseph Coulon de Villiers, Sieur de Jumonville. The English under Washington (that's fun to say) retreated to a makeshift fort called Fort Necessity. Washington was forced to surrender when the French surrounded the fort with their indigenous allies. In those surrender terms, Washington accidentally admitted to assassination. This was the start of the French and Indian War, or the Seven Years War for my European fanbase (im so funny).

Washington resigned after that bc his dick was small and he was embarrassed. But, don't worry, his dick regrew and he returned to the frontier in 1755 to serve as a volunteer aide-de-camp (foreshadowing) to General Edward Braddock, who was kind of serving. Braddock had been sent from the King to drive the French from the Ohio Country.

A battle started near the Monongahela River (none of these places have easy names). There was a lot of confusion and troops fled in confusion back to Virginia. Washington was attempting to rally the troops, and had two horses shot out from under him and four bullets shot through his coat. Also Braddock died whoops.

Washington was given command of Virginia's entire military force. He was ordered to protect the entire 350 mile long frontier with a few hundred men, bc everything that happens to this man is fair. This provided him with very necessary experience in commanding troops in stupid ass situations. Eventually, the British took the forks of Ohio in 1758 and Washington retired.

He married our iconic queen Martha on January 6, 1759 and they kissed a lot. He spent 1759-1775 overseeing the farms at Mount Vernon. He constantly worked to improve and expand the mansion and surrounding plantation.

During this time, he established himself as an innovated farmer. In the 1760s, he switched from tobacco to wheat as his main cash crop. He experimented with new crops, fertilizers, crop rotation, tools, and livestock breeding. He actually had some hot takes, but I'm literally the only person who cares bc that shit is actually boring (in case you were wondering, chicken shit doesn't make good fertilizer).

He also expanded the planation to include flour milling and commercial fishing. THEN he built a gristmill, and then began making whiskey, producing over 11,000 gallons of rye whiskey at its peak. Mf slayed.

This era is referred to as the golden years, which I mentioned in Martha's post and everything is wonderful and fine and Washington is happily retired with his family :)....

SIKE time for part 2

#george washington #history #american history #founding fathers #french and indian war #seven years war #do it for richie 💪

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haloburns · 2 years

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I posted 23,071 times in 2022

204 posts created (1%)

22,867 posts reblogged (99%)

Blogs I reblogged the most:

@who-is-page

@ruffboijuliaburnsides

@tukoism

@dp-marvel94

@roundaboutnow

I tagged 1,885 of my posts in 2022

#danny phantom - 115 posts

#the world is having more fun than me tonight series - 94 posts

#ecto writes - 91 posts

#ecto fics - 88 posts

#my fics - 72 posts

#my au - 35 posts

#ml spoilers - 31 posts

#the batman 2022 - 26 posts

#strike back spoilers - 26 posts

#my writing - 23 posts

Longest Tag: 139 characters

#nor did the fact that i could already read do me any favors bc i was like immediately singled out and elevated to the 1st grade reading cla

My Top Posts in 2022:

You can usually tell a lot about a person by the type of music they listen to. put your favorite playlist on shuffle and list the first ten songs then tag others. No skipping!

thanks for tagging me @roundaboutnow !!

i'm gonna use my invisobang playlist that i can't share the title of yet. it's my fav right now.

1. same direction - hoobastank (honestly hoobastank fucks)

2. getting away with murder - papa roach (a classic)

3. be my escape - relient k (my beloved)

4. make it stop (september's end) - rise against (this song makes me cry)

5. until the day i die - story of the year (a perfect ghost light song, ive had it on all my songs)

6. for you, and your denial - yellowcard (oh this song fucks too. the violin man. the violin.)

7. last night on earth - green day

8. saying sorry - hawthorne heights

9. devil in the mirror - black veil brides (this song is so good for this fic...)

10. give it all - rise against

@redead-red @jadenoryuu @omnicrafts (share those crossover playlists babe!!) @floralflowerpower @bibliophilea and anyone else that wants to join in!

31 notes - Posted June 10, 2022

with every sin, i still wanna be holy

Dan wants to be better. But that means dealing with his past (future?) actions and starting to make amends and acknowledging how he's hurt these people in his life. It's hard than he'd like to admit. Part of the the world is having more fun than me (tonight) series.

Lancer,

I dunno why I’m writing this. It’s stupid. I’m not even gonna send it. You don’t even know who I am! Clockwork did his meddling with time bullshit so you don’t remember me.

No one remembers me

You were my favorite teacher, yknow. You were the only one who actually gave even a little fuck about me. All my other teachers wrote me off as just another dumb lazy kid. No one knew of course.

Oh I guess I should tell you. I’m… Danny Phantom. Sort of. It’s a big mess of things, but Fenton is Phantom. That little punk Weston kid was right. That's why I missed so many assignments and always fell asleep in class. I promise I wasn’t a bad kid, Mr Lancer.

I guess I just needed to tell you who I was. So you would be understanding or some shit. Maybe so I wouldn’t feel like I failed every adult in my life.

Whatever. It’s not like I’m sending this anyway.

Dan

Read more letters on AO3!

40 notes - Posted October 6, 2022

hey look at that! another redraw!

i wanted to work on style and some other things, so i redrew my avatar (again). the first one is literally just the screenshot, and then the second one is Pissed Off Ghost King™ Danny. that one was more to fuck around with ectoblasts and some other stuff. also i designed a crown!

some more stuff below the cut!

here's a version without the blasts bc im vvv proud of how these hands turned out, considering the weird ass proportions of the cartoon. big thanks to @friendly-neighborhood-imbecille for those hand ref sheets ��🏼👉🏼 u the realest

See the full post

44 notes - Posted January 18, 2022

GUYS

GUYS LOOK

my friend @i-think-in-metaphors did this amazing commission for me!!! i redid the phantom planet statue for my au, and wrote a scene for one of my upcoming works where mateo gets to see it in person. i finally got tired of imagining it and wanted to see it.

and the product. is. GORGEOUS. it's so perfect. i'm in love. i'm gonna cry about this for the next 30 years. LOOK AT HIM.

(click for quality.)

check out her commissions!!

the scene it's based on is below the cut!

Excerpt from quit telling everyone i'm (permanently) dead! (wip)

The black zirconium statue was larger than life. It towered above them on two separate, stepped obsidian pedestals, each about five-feet high. As Mateo moved closer, he could see something glittering in the bases. Danny mumbled something about ectoplasmic ice mixed into it, stronger than diamonds, but Mateo thought they looked like stars. He figured that was the intention. It was gorgeous.

He tilted his head back to take in the actual sculpture. That Danny was twice as large as the one standing next to Mateo. He felt his heart lurch a little at how serious Danny looked, the tight furrow over his brow, the determined set to his jaw. It all made him look so much older than even now, even though Mateo knew he was only sixteen when the statue was made.

The statue’s zirconium white accents were blinding in the late afternoon sunlight, and Mateo found himself shading his eyes as he looked up even higher. The hair on the statue was shorter than Mateo had seen Danny wear his, probably closer to the length it had been when he was in high school. It was swept back heroically, as if moved by an unseen wind, and the sun glinted off its sharp edges. It made the whole statue look as if it were glowing.

Crystalized ectoplasm made Phantom’s eerie green eyes, and they glowed too, though Mateo figured they probably glowed under their own power rather than a trick of the light. The statue’s eyes were trained on the thin, steel-wire Earth he cupped protectively close to his chest; it was a promise as well as a remembrance. The world remembered what Phantom did for them, and he promised them he would do it all over again if necessary.

65 notes - Posted May 5, 2022

My #1 post of 2022

this is the road to ruin (and we started at the end)

IT'S FINALLY HERE!!!!

(click for way better quality)

Sam did this amazing cover for me and I literally can't stop staring at it. I'm making it my phone background like immediately. Here's their post, go give it a reblog!

prologue: without you, there's no reason for my story and chapter one: fading in the afterglow are live right now!

i'll be posting every SATURDAY starting this saturday 9/3! we got seven more chapters to go, lads, so buckle up!

71 notes - Posted August 29, 2022

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crapscicle · 1 month

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Tell me more about your pottery pls!!

oh my god thank you for asking so ive done two terms at my community college and ive FALLEN IN LOVE with ceramics

i had to stop over the summer months but as soon as the fal term starts I GET TO DO WORK STUDY AT THE STUDIO!!! only 8 hours a week but that means i get to help recycle clay, mix glazes, unload and load the kilns(though i kinda was helping with that last one anyway bc its so damn fun), etc

i love throwing so much, though its one hell of a workout!! i have to fight against the wheel to center the clay every time!! i love woodfire too and i hope we do another woodfire batch this next term<3

these are some of my favorite things from my first term!!!

and the total stack from first term<3

(yes that is a banana slug on that bowl! (his eyes fell off :( sad!)

my second term when when i really got into the groove of things! the studio is full of older people who help me so much and encourage the hell out of my efforts and i adore them

i even threw all of these in two days!!

some of my favorite projects were two communion chalices i made for my pastor’s husband and a huge rhubarb leaf plate!!

and here is my total work from the second term!!

i sold like ten pieces before term ended too😅 i made way more than any of my classmates bc i was having so much fun and i dont like throwing stuff away

(the bong doesnt work bc i glazed over the hole, but i made it so a friend wouldnt feel alone making his mom one for mothers day lmao)

THANKS FOR ASKING!!!

also as always if anyone wants to commission me over september, all money from ANY art ANYONE wants to commission me for (or if you want to buy existing pieces)will go to palestinian gofundmes!! you will have to pay for shipping though 😅

#ceramics #chorses ceramics #my art

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healthandfitness789 · 1 month

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Understanding the UPSC Exam Pattern: A Comprehensive Guide

The UPSC (Union Public Service Commission) exam is a gateway to various prestigious positions in the Indian government. However, the exam’s complexity often leaves many aspiring candidates feeling overwhelmed. Understanding the UPSC exam pattern is crucial for effective preparation. This blog aims to provide a comprehensive overview of the UPSC exam pattern, including its structure, stages, and key components.

The UPSC Exam Pattern: An Overview

The UPSC Civil Services Examination (CSE) is a three-stage process designed to assess candidates' general knowledge, analytical abilities, and decision-making skills. The exam pattern consists of:

Preliminary Examination (Prelims)

Main Examination (Mains)

Personality Test (Interview)

1. Preliminary Examination (Prelims)

The Preliminary Examination is the first stage of the UPSC exam pattern. It is designed to filter out candidates who do not meet the minimum criteria for the Main Examination. The Prelims consists of two papers:

Paper I: General Studies (GS)

Duration: 2 hours

Maximum Marks: 200

Questions: Objective type (Multiple Choice Questions)

Syllabus: Includes current events, history, geography, politics, economic and social development, environment, and general science.

Paper II: Civil Services Aptitude Test (CSAT)

Duration: 2 hours

Maximum Marks: 200

Questions: Objective type (Multiple Choice Questions)

Syllabus: Includes comprehension, interpersonal skills, logical reasoning, and analytical ability.

Note: The marks obtained in Paper II are only qualifying in nature and do not contribute to the final ranking. However, candidates need to score a minimum qualifying mark to proceed to the Mains.

2. Main Examination (Mains)

The Main Examination is the second stage and is more comprehensive than the Prelims. It evaluates a candidate’s in-depth knowledge and understanding of various subjects. The Mains exam pattern includes:

General Studies Papers (I-IV)

Each paper is of 250 marks.

Duration: 3 hours per paper.

The syllabus covers a broad range of subjects including Indian heritage and culture, history, geography, governance, constitution, social justice, international relations, and ethics.

Optional Subject Papers (I and II)

Each paper is of 250 marks.

Duration: 3 hours per paper.

Candidates choose one optional subject from a list of available subjects.

Essay Paper

Maximum Marks: 250

Duration: 3 hours

Candidates are required to write essays on selected topics to demonstrate their ability to articulate and discuss ideas coherently.

Language Papers (A and B)

These papers are qualifying in nature.

Paper A is usually in an Indian language chosen by the candidate.

Paper B is in English.

3. Personality Test (Interview)

The Personality Test is the final stage of the UPSC exam pattern. It assesses the candidate’s personality traits, leadership qualities, and suitability for a career in civil services. The interview panel typically comprises senior officials and subject matter experts.

Duration: Approximately 30 minutes to 1 hour

Maximum Marks: 275

Focus: Evaluates the candidate’s knowledge, awareness, and interpersonal skills.

Key Points to Remember

Eligibility: Ensure you meet the eligibility criteria before applying for the exam.

Syllabus: Familiarize yourself with the detailed syllabus for each stage.

Preparation: Develop a structured study plan covering all the subjects and papers.

Mock Tests: Regularly take mock tests to evaluate your preparation and improve time management skills.

Current Affairs: Stay updated with current events as they are a significant part of the Prelims and Mains exams.

Conclusion

Understanding the UPSC exam pattern is crucial for anyone aspiring to join the Indian Civil Services. By familiarizing yourself with the structure and requirements of each stage, you can create a more effective study plan and improve your chances of success. Remember, thorough preparation and a strategic approach are key to mastering the UPSC exam pattern and achieving your goal of becoming a civil servant.

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the-local-eldritch-microwave · 11 months

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TW: nightmares confusion and distress

okay so i need to say this before i forget but recently there had been a common reoccurring thing in my dreams with yellow/gold tinted elevators paired with distress and/or confusion. and its always an elevator to my apartment too which is odd because the actual elevator i take is pretty average size and has cool lighting with dark walls and silver/regular metal for the bars you can hold onto. despite this the ones in my dreams without fail are always gold-ish with very warm lights and are always obnoxiously spacious with brown wooden framing. what makes it worse is that the walls(usually two but can be from at least one to all four) are these blurry mirrors that always make it seem like there's more people then there actually is.

The first dream i can remember was one where i was just trying to get home but the elevators were being extremely confusing. There were a stupid amount of buttons, half of them weren't even working and i had cross through about 4 different elevators in an attempt to get to my floor(even though there should've only been two i could've taken) throughout all of this people would get on and off and a few were just as confused as i were but it was obvious they were trying to hide it while some seemed to know exactly what to do and move on with there day and there were at least two more that just didn't seem to care or move and just stayed on there phones without saying a word to anyone. it was an odd time. i think a one point i just randomly woke up after choosing to get out on a random floor and hoping for the best. oh and there was this elevator boy that was just there, trying to help, and constantly trying to fix at least one elevator out of commission even though i had just been on at least one of them just seconds before.

The second dream was this but slightly different. same elevator but this time only one was a blurry mirror and there were less people. the elevator had this weird thing of being able to go to the side too but only left and right and never any weird diagonal or backwards way. another odd thing about this elevator is that any wall could've opened at anytime (because apparently just every wall was also the entrance/exit??) and it would just open into another elevator before closing again and continuing on its merry way. This one i remembering being very stressed out for some reason and stayed as close to one side as possible even though everyone around was either kind or apathetic to it all.

and then the one i had this morning was even worse! why? because it may have been the worse nightmare ive had in a while! because the entire time im pretty sure i was having some sort of sensory overload and everything was brighter and i kept seeing purple symbols and i went in the elevator because i just wanted to go home but the yellow just hurt my eyes and i kept saying sorry(i don't even know who i was saying sorry to half the time but most of the sorry's went to my parents) and for once it actually takes me home but of course there's some girl there just standing in the dark with only one tiny light lighting her up from the left from another room. and of course my first thought is that "its just a ghost" and im already having a shit day so of course the first thing that comes out of my mouth is "FUCK YOU" and how dare i be so rude because before i can even finish my sentence i get thrown across the room and end up hitting the wall hanging upside down and the last thing i see is her distorted face surrounded by complete darkness before i wake up hyperventilating with a terrible headache feeling as if someone punched me in the stomach barely being able to move for 5 minutes until i calm down again. . .

anyways that was my morning, how are the rest of you guys going?

#rambles #I fucking hate golden elevators now #i don't even think i've been in one irl #ramblings that dont make sense #dreams dont make sense #nightmares make even less sense

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moonami · 2 years

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Scenario VI:Damsel in Distress(A hero's sight on you)

|But in the end you must react and choose… Run away from your “Hero” or let him save you.|

|•Runaway.| |•Let him help you.|

You have no time to react or think when you narrowly dodge the huge jaw of one of those things, you can only feel your death approaching at the same time that those monstrous beings did.

Chewing...chewing...wanting to taste the taste of your juicy body.

You wanted to run away, to escape from this nightmare, but you could never do it alone... You were... So weak... So... Pathetic.

With no other options, you look at your only hope, embodied in that man who gave you a sadistic face and simply, on the verge of tears, you scream asking for his help.

-"Please save me!!"- you shout trembling with fear covering your face.

....

Everything remains silent a few seconds after your scream, however when one of those monsters was about to devour your head, Alfred catches it with his hand, holding it in his strong grip.

The monster gave horrible shrieks wanting to escape, however Alfred's face becomes calmer...And removing your hands from your face...Gently wipes the tears from your eyes...

His smile... you felt that it filled you with a great peace... And some gentle words came out of his mouth, seeking to comfort you.

-"Right choice! you don't have anything to be afraid of anymore..."-He caresses your cheek and stays silent.

But this beautiful image is quickly broken when Alfred violently crushes the monster in his hand, causing dark blood to spurt out, staining both of your faces.

Alfred's face quickly changes and again that sadistic face, filled with sweat and excitement, showing an exaggerated grimace is revealed.

Alfred's breath hitches and smiling in ecstasy he says a few last words to "calm you down".

-"As the HERO, i'll make sure to watch over you...ALWAYS~"-

Yes... Maybe you had saved your life...but...

...What did you just accept?...

It's so much fun to do this again with good spirits and less pressure!

Today I brought you the result of the elections of last publication, I thought that this time you would not be carried away by Alfred, but I see that all of you are Simps xD

If you all liked this, do not forget to comment, share this and reblog it, support is always good! and follow the Tag "Reddish Afternoon"!

Also don't forget that if you want to support me more directly, I'm taking commissions, if anyone is interested, send me a message here on tumblr, bye bye!

Part I(Russia). Part II(America).

Part III(China). Part IV(Russia Bad Ending).

Part V( Abandoned clinic.)

Shitpost meme i did about this(Extra). Reddish Afternoon(starting screen).

Part VI(Abandoned Clinic: Red complacency.)

Scenario VI:Damsel in Distress.

Y/N's appearence revealed(Extra)

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fightxxmexxshiggy · 3 years

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HOT DAY AND A TIRED MAN

This fic is dedicated to @lovelyladyraven for being my first ever paid commission.

Shouta Aizawa x fem reader

Tw:dangerous situation, breeding, OVERSTIMULATION

Word count: 3.5k

This was not how you had planned to spend your day. Your boss had decided that the roof needed to be cleaned on the second hottest day this summer! Of course you were the only one who had just finished up their task so he sent you to do it by yourself with a promise of sending the next available person up to switch with you soon. Instead you had spent two hours cleaning up dirt and shining the vents on a roof that no one but maintenance workers ever set foot on! Once you had seen how much time had passed you went to the door with every intention of stomping down the stairs and clocking out, not willing to do overtime just to clean a roof. But the knob wouldn't turn no matter how hard you pulled. You banged on the door a few times only to realize that one of the idiots that you work with had locked the door. Quickly you took out your phone and called the store phone no answer, then your boss's phone no answer, then you called the two other coworkers who had been working with you today. Not a single person answered you! You went over to the side of the building that looked over the parking lot seeing that all their cars were already gone from their usual spots. The bastards had left for the day and left you locked on the roof with no way to go home or even get water. You tried for another 30 minutes to reach your boss and coworkers only for them to start rejecting your calls. They did this on purpose. You went and sat in the shade of the roof door access and took a few calming breaths. You knew that they weren't going to come back until tomorrow and you also knew that they probably expected you to sit up here and cry waiting till morning for them to come and "save" you. So instead you looked up the number for the local fire department. Once someone picked up you heard a deep gravelly voice through the speaker.

"Fire station 6 what can I help you with?"

The man seemed tired and kind of put out but instead of apologizing for bothering him like your brain was screaming at you to do, you cleared your throat and spoke. You gave him a detailed rundown of your situation and explained that you would have called the emergency line first except your boss's wife worked the police directory and if he was locking you on the roof like this you were afraid that his wife would just not send anyone to help you. It was a small town and things like that were constantly looked over as long as you knew the right people. He hummed in agreement.

" That's sad but true. I know your boss and his wife well enough that you're probably 100 percent right about what they would do and how they would cover this up. They've done it before. Me and a few guys will be there in about 20 minutes to come get you down. Just keep calm and do your best to stay out of the sun until then we don't need you getting any more dehydrated than you already are."

He gave a quick goodbye and hung up. You breathed a sigh of relief knowing that you had chosen correctly when you called the fire station. You sat in the shade and tried to put a face to the voice of the tired firefighter who would be coming to free you from your rooftop prison. Like a fool you had never asked his name. As you thought about it you started to get a bit lightheaded. It had definitely been too long since you had any water. The heat was starting to get to you now that your adrenaline had stopped pumping so hard. With nothing else to do you layed down as much in the shade as you could and did a breathing exercise. During your exercise you must have blacked out because the next thing you knew you were being carried down the stairs in a set of strong arms.

The person carrying you was speaking to you but you couldn't make out what they were saying over the fog that was covering your brain. You knew the sound of that voice though. It was the tired firefighter but he sounded a whole lot less tired and a whole lot more angry. You really hoped he wasn't angry at you. Maybe you were too heavy and he was annoyed at having to lug you down the stairs. With a weak hand you reached up maybe to apologize somehow, but ended up cupping his cheek. His stubble felt funny in your already funny feeling hand. He stopped walking at the feeling of your hand on his face. You still couldn't open your eyes so instead you mumbled a garbled sorry and proceeded to pass back out going limp. The last thing you heard was the tired firefighter yelling at someone, maybe you?

You woke up again this time to the feeling of something plastic on your face. Opening your eyes was still a bit too much for you so you listened and tried to figure out what was going on. You vaguely remember the tired voice you had spoken to before you felt light headed and the feeling of being carried. As you listened you could make out the sounds of machines. Slowly you took stock of your body. You were sore and kinda warm but you could move a little bit. You breathed deeply, finally realizing that the plastic was an oxygen tube. You were definitely in the hospital then. After a few more minutes your eyes were in good enough condition that you opened them to look around the room. When you did you saw someone slumped in the chair in the corner. This was incredibly strange since you had no family in this town. Doing your best you cleared your throat preparing to ask who they were. At your sound the person's head shot up, eyes wide.

It was a man with tired eyes and long black hair that was on the scruffy side; it easily matched the stubble of a beard on his chin and cheeks. He stood up definitely tall enough to tower over you even when you were standing up yourself. The man walked to your bedside and took a deep breath before speaking.

"It's good to see you awake little one. I was beginning to think you weren't going to wake up. I'm the firefighter you spoke to asking for help when you were on the roof. I have a lot to explain to you but I'm gonna call the doctor in and have them look you over before anything else."

He called out into the hall after that and a doctor and a nurse bustled into the room within minutes. Your throat was too dry to answer their questions so you stuck to little nods and head shakes as they began to check your vitals and adjust your iv drip. Once they were sure you were stable enough you were once again left with your savior and no voice to thank him with. He came closer and pulled the chair along with him to settle in for your conversation.

"So you've been out of it for about 3 days. You got sunstroke while you were on the roof and your boss had double locked the door to get in and the door to the roof which slowed us down in getting to you. Your boss and his wife and your 2 coworkers have all been arrested. It was your boss's idea though apparently he kept hitting on you but you didn't give him the time of day so he wanted to teach you a lesson. His wife had your name flagged so that if you had called for help it would have given a dispatcher a notification to ignore you as a false reporter. His wife found out about his interest in you and was planning on making sure you were stuck on that roof all night. Your coworkers just went along with it because they didn't want to deal with your boss's anger."

Hearing all this pissed you off beyond belief. They could have killed you all because you would be a man's mistress and the man's wife would rather hurt someone than confront her husband. He looked at your face and patted your knee knowing there was nothing he could say that would make you feel any better about this. You looked up at him and grabbed his hand and brought it to your forehead, touching his knuckles there before placing a kiss on them. You were kind of happy that you couldn't really talk just yet because the blush on this man's cheeks was well worth the dry throat. He poured you a cup of water and handed it to you. You gave him a small smile and drank it gratefully.

Eventually you could speak some and the two of you formally introduced yourselves. He was Shouta Aizawa, the fire station chief and local fire safety instructor for this area. He hadn't felt right leaving you alone after he had gotten you off the roof and found that you lived alone in this town. He came off very blunt and serious but you could see his deep kindness in his actions. The doctors came back in, cutting your conversation short and making Shouta go back to his spot in the corner. After a few more checks the doctors cleared you to go home the following day as long as you had someone to watch over you for the next three days till your follow up appointment was. You frowned cause you did have any close friends who could do that for you. As you pondered over it you heard Shouta's voice over the doctor's.

"If you don't have a problem I can have you stay over in the guestroom at my house. I was already on a temp leave due to watching over you here so it wouldn't be much different with you at my house."

This man with a deep whiskey voice truly had a heart of gold. Not one to look a gift horse in the mouth you readily agreed. After you had been up a few more hours and had a little bit to eat, Shouta left with the promise of a freshly cleaned room waiting for you tomorrow. You fell asleep that night feeling more cared for than you ever truly had. You woke up again slightly disoriented and thirsty but in much better condition than you had been the day prior. It was early so you took your time shaking the numbness out of your limbs and getting back your bearings. The nurse came in fussing about you standing with calling anyone to be a catcher for you. She stopped fussing though when she realized that you were indeed stable enough to walk to the bathroom alone.

Shouta had called the nurses station around 10 to let them know he'd be there by 12. With a few puppy dog looks you had a shower chair and an orderly who helped wash your hair and walk you back to bed. They had given you some hospital pajamas that you happily wore instead of the ugly gowns you had woken up in. You were clean and relaxed by the time Shouta had arrived to sign you out of the hospital. A nurse came around with a wheelchair and wheeled you down to the exit while the car was brought around. Shouta opened the door for the backseat but instead of giving you a hand to climb in he leaned down and scooped you out of the chair. Once you had been sat comfortably on the seat he shut the door leaving you with a moment to appreciate just how strong his arms were.

The drive to Shouta's home was relatively quick as is the way of small towns. His house was nice and seemed to be a cozy ranch style. After pulling into the garage you tried to get out yourself only to be caught up against a hard chest as your legs gave out the moment they were made to take your full weight. You looked up to see an exasperated glare. Part of your brain filled with chastised thoughts as the other filled with dirty thoughts. You really had to be better behaved when It came to your savior and benefactor but with him being so sinfully attractive it was kinda hard to do. Once again you were carried by the tired man this time into his home and deposited on the lone couch in his living room. He sat on his coffee table and faced you with a sigh.

"You're really gonna have to rely on me for a few days brat. Your body is trying to heal and you pushing it as you just did isn't doing the process any favors."

You sighed and agreed with him. After a short conversation about a few things you might need from the store and checking about any food allergies he got ready and headed to the store. You sat alone watching tv before clicking into his YouTube app to see what he watched most. A loud laugh burst from your chest as you realized that most of his watch history was full of cat videos and a few interviews with a local late night radio host. You watched the radio hosts videos thoroughly entertained by his boisterous personality. The next thing you knew you were being shaken awake by Shouta having fallen asleep with videos still playing on the tv. He helped you up and walked you to the bathroom and waited outside before scooping you up yet again. He was making it so damn hard not to think dirty thoughts when he kept carrying you around as if you were a small animal or something. Like sir the butterflies are in the stomach now but they will quickly fly south if you keep being so quietly sexy. A few hours later you were lying in bed when your thoughts finally got the best of you and had you touching your pussy as images of Shouta glaring down at you with his arms crossed showed behind your eyelids.

You had no idea how loud you were being as you rubbed your clit harshly, trying to get to the finish line. As you came you choked out his name. While you panted and came down from your high Shouta made his way back to his room quietly. He leaned back against his door and made a call before laying in his bed to jerk his very hard, very neglected cock. His brain kept replaying the sounds you made, the way you choked out his name as you came, how a satisfied little smile curled on your lips after you reached the finish line. He came with a growl, satisfied but not. He was definitely going to end up in trouble by the end of the week and he couldn't find it in himself to care. The following two days followed the same pattern, spending the day together and spending the night getting off to thoughts of the other in separate rooms. Though you were surprised to find that Shouta regularly walked around the house in nothing but sweatpants holding a full mug of coffee. On the fourth day you had become well enough to no longer need to be carried or walked everywhere. You were a little confused by Shouta's attitude as he had been glaring at the space above your head for most of the day. Finally tired of him doing this, you confronted him about it. You were not expecting his answer in the slightest.

"I've spent the last three nights hearing you play with your pussy while calling my name, I'm hard enough to hammer nails and I can't get out any over this energy cause I'm supposed to be watching out for you. All I wanna do is fuck you till you lose your mind. me glaring above your head has been me doing my best not to seduce you like an asshole."

He said everything in such a deadpan manner that you couldn't help but laugh. Once you caught your breath you grinned at him and pulled your shirt off over your head. Sitting on his couch with your tits hanging free and your nipples hardening in the cool air you proceeded to play with them. You were immediately picked up and taken to his room before being dropped on the bed. Never let it be said that the tired man couldn't move fast as you were stripped of your remaining clothes before he stripped himself bare. He pulled you to the edge of his bed by your ankles and dropped to his knees, a fierce smile on his lips.

"Been wanting to taste this bratty pussy for days. Bet it's as sweet as it looks."

His first lick was long. From your hole all the way over your clit. The squeak you let out at the feeling only made him more hungry. He spent what felt like an endless amount of time licking and thrusting his tongue as deep into your pussy as he could. By the time he finally gave your clit some much needed attention his chin was covered in pussy juice and your hole was fluttering as if it was seeking to be filled. Shouta teased you with a few small licks over your clit, making you whine and beg him to give you more. His arms wrapped around your thighs as he locked eyes with you and sucked your clit into his mouth. He sucked hard making you scream and thrash wildly. Your hands were buried in his hair as you squirted into his mouth. Your hips only stayed on the bed because of his strong arms keeping you in place. When he finally released your clit pussy juice was steadily leaking from your still twitching hole.

"Oh did I break you already? You were so bold before and now you're just a mess. Think you can take my cock or do you want me to tuck you in for a nap."

The shit eating grin on his face was enough for you to pull his hair and glare at him. He sat up and shoved your wrists above your head to hold in one of his large hands. Slowly he worked his fat dripping cock into your almost too tight pussy. You whined and moaned his name as he finally bottomed out hitting your back wall. He stretched you more than you ever had been before but it was so damn good. Shouta started slow, one hand gripping your thigh as he ignored your demands for him to speed up.

"You're gonna take what I give you like a good girl or I'll just pull out and cum all over you right now."

That shut you up except for the constant stream of moans that left your throat. Just as you were finally getting used to being split by such a thick cock he changed his rhythm. Fast pounding thrusts that knocked the breath from your lungs were nearly constant. You didn't have enough breath to scream so you sobbed. Your half words were incoherent except for "sho please." Shouta leaned down and whispered in your ear as his thrusts once again spread up. He bit your ear lobe before making you lose your mind.

"Such a tight little hole. I can't believe I had the strength to ignore it for three days. I could have at least eaten it while you laid back and rested. God I'm gonna have you for breakfast tomorrow."

The utter heat in his words threw you over the edge making you cum so hard you began to shake. He growled as your pussy clenched down on him. Shouta sunk his teeth into the pillow by your head before shoving his cock against your cervix and shooting his cum against it. As soon as he finished cuming he started to thrust again. No slow start this time, just hard pounding thrusts that made you wail in pleasure. It didn't take long for you to cum again but Shouta lasted longer this time entirely fucking his cum out of you before finally cuming inside again just as deep as the first time.

He pulled out and laid down next to you before pulling you on to his chest. You both panted trying to breathe like normal human beings again. Right as your breathing evened out you heard a voice from the doorway. And looked up to see the blonde radio host trailing his eyes over the two of you.

"I told you you wouldn't make it till I got home sho."

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emi1y · 3 years

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IM NEW HERE HI DO U HAVE PICTURES OF ANY OF YOUR WOODWORKING?!!! do you have any lathed pieces?? i fucking love lathes. but also here’s a nice excuse to plug all ur fave pieces 💚✨

HIII i haven't made a lot of completed pieces because i am 100% new to this never done any woodworking before going to college for it and my high school didn't have wood shop or anything related at all so i don't really have a collection of things ive made because until about six months ago i had literally net zero knowledge about the craft

and now that i'm actually IN college for it, the majority of the work is just practicing different joints over and over again on scrap pieces so we can get the motions down for clean results, i spent probably two weeks doing half blind dovetails before the teacher approved me to move on LOL

but we've done Some real projects!! the very first thing we made was a slicing gauge bc it doesn't have any joints and it was just to introduce us to the machines in the shop & the concept of finishing and i think its very cool cuz we all made them to fit our own hands so mine is so so small and when anyone else holds it theyre like wtf but when i hold it it fits in my little hand perfectly

then the final project for last semester was a shaker table & this semester the project im working on atm is a wall cabinet (in progress bc i only just finished the case last week but it'll eventually have five drawers in the bottom two sections there and the big open top area will have two doors over it)

i havent done anything on the lathe yet but my school's shop does have one, i think that's soemthing we get to in second year :)

and i don't think I've actually talked about this but ultimately the career im going for at the moment is a gig in a biiig manufacturing shop doing architectural millwork so its not like im going to be making a lot of pieces from start to finish the way people who do woodwork as a hobby do, it's more like I'll be doing tasks on different batches of projects so like if the company gets an order for X number of door frames, I'd do a bunch of tenoning on the shaper and pass it off to the next person, and then next they get an order for however many cabinet doors and so I'd do a whole bunch of glue up assembly and send it off to the finishing department.

its kind of like an assembly line but i think its a little more humanizing personally since its not literally repeating the exact same action all day every day, all the orders we work on will be custom to the client and so its always different blueprints to interpret and different pieces to mill up :) i just interviewed with a company last wednesday and im really really excited about them, they gave me a tour of the shop and it was sooo cool i just adore being in the whole warehouse workshop environment i think it is so fun

if everything works out I'll be interning there over the summer which hopefully continues into part time work over the following school year and a permanent position there when i graduate next spring !!!!!!! and at some point it would be cool to be in a position where i can also do hobby woodwork in my own time and maybe even reach a point where i can support myself with commission work where i COULD do projects from start to finish, but that will require me having the budget to buy a lot of heavy machinery for myself and also a living situation where i have the space and permission (read: not an apartment where other people would be subjected to my loud noisy career against their will) to set up a personal workshop

#please do nt reblig just cuz this is a wee tad bit specifically personal n i dont love having identifying info about myself floating around #like i dont mind Posting it yknow? its only an issue when it gets spread n then its out of my control to delete it if i want it taken down #for whatever reason #ask #anon #🪵

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