#sdate

[midnightdemonhunter]

But don't worry. By then, he wants to.

(@romanromulus :D )

[spaceacecase]

I was playing with the tiktok voice filters and...well...

The art and Cocky belong to @maritzac

[gurokatt]

I used to like SDATE admittedly, i used to like it a lot [for the plot and some of the ideas like the dreams]

but its almost like people can change thoughts on fiction after getting someone elses opinion on it.

especially after being reminded on how bad the fatphobia is.

not that i ignored it the two times i read it. I have read lots of fics and watched lots of movies with horrendous racism, fatphobia, homophobia, transphobia etc.

You can like a thing and still be critical btw

but yea, seeing so much criticism and people talking about the ooc-ness of the fic, i realised that there are so many better fics that deserve more love [used to the darkness, street cats etc]

[noirtek]

always wondering what exactly hoffman planned to do with strahm had he ended up in the coffin (via trust or sedative) because he certainly wasn’t going to let him turn him in

[theflirtmeister]

not on the ao3 wrapped but what are some fics you read and really loved this year?

OOOH

So I got into both Hockey RPF + Saw this year XD But here are my top 3 fics from each fandom that I read for the first time!

Hockey RPF:

King and Lionheart by thehoyden (Arranged Marriage SidGeno AU)

And Never Been Kissed by thehoyden, twentysomething (Alternate History SidGeno AU)

a light-handed approach to regulation by hazel (Omegaverse KaneToews AU)

Saw:

might-seduce-your-dad type by whatifwekissedinthesawbathroom (PWP Chainshipping AU)

Strahm Dies at the End by unstuckintime (Captured Strahm Hoffstrahm AU)

street cats (making love) by doztoevsky (Strahm lives Hoffstrahm AU)

[bau-bee]

hello, I was wondering if you could do a Dazai angst with prompt 6 and 4 and maybe some fluff at the end? But it’s ok if your don’t want to or your not comfortable doing it. Have a nice day!🙂🦦

☁︎𝐇𝐮𝐫𝐫𝐲٫ 𝐥𝐞𝐚𝐯𝐞 𝐦𝐞٫ 𝐈 𝐜𝐚𝐧'𝐭 𝐛𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐭𝐡𝐞☁︎

Gn! Reader TW: Alcohol & Mentions of suicide

You were sure you knew what you were getting into when you started dating Dazai. You had known him for two years, all the time he had been at the agency. You two only started sdating around 5 months ago. At first, It was a grand and great thing to have him by your side, his silly remarks invading your life. While you could obviously tell how fake he was being you never let it deter you. “I hope one day you’ll get to be as happy as you seem,, you would say, never in public as to not ruin any facade he had on at the moment, you knew better than that. The first time you uttered those words he looked truly bewildered, not expecting you to know of his mask he used so often to save face. He never let those words get to him ever again after that.

After a few months his cracks started to leak out in front of you. His suicidal tendencies and jokes had always been made lighthearted at the agency but when he was alone it was truly a depressive and heartbreaking experience to watch. Along with that came the alcoholism, he would drink himself to sleep almost every night. Desperate attempts to distract himself you assumed. Anytime you would go to his dorm in the agency you would find him sprawled out on a futon with empty bottles of sake and a few empty whiskey glasses scatter around, ice inside long ago melted. You would clean up his mess, waking him up after with a worried expression. To which he always shrugged it off, the it being you.

This process repeated for two months, until now. You had been preparing yourself to talk to him about it, preparing for any response he may give you. Coming up with a retort and practicing it in the mirror later that night. But nothing could prepare you for the events of the night you worked up the confidence to confront him. When you went to stay over at his house you found him drinking, again. He didn’t usually drink whenever you came over so this was definitely out of the ordinary. Even though he was drinking he was barely even tipsy, despite the 3 servings of sake he had consumed. But you still helped clean him up. The words of worry and frustration creeped up your throat, you could feel your lungs squeezing together as you scooted the beverages out of the way and sat next to his spot where he was laying on the floor.

“Dazai?” You uttered, feeling the beat of your heart all the way up in your throat. He turns at the call of his name, offering a lazy smile. “Yeah [Nickname]” he coos. Your heart seemingly stops in your chest as you stare down at him. “We have, uh, we have a problem” you say, words finally making their way out. He looks at tou puzzled for a moment, not expecting that. “About what?“ your words are stuck in your throat at this point. “It’s uhm” you start “about you…” you murmur, almost scared to utter the words. His brows almost immediately furrow as his reply follows “That’s pretty vague don’t y’think?” he chirps in an almost light hearted tone. This topic was anything but light hearted though. You had no idea what to say, your throat ran dry. No matter how many times you practiced this conversation in the mirror nothing could truly prepare you for it. “It’s about your, problems.” You finally choke out, albeit. His face hardens instantly, but he stays silent, allowing you to speak. The word ‘problems’ sounded wrong, almost derogatory. Definitely not a word you ever thought you would need to use against him.

He stares for a moment before gifting a small boyish grin. “Which one?” he says, feigning innocence and playfulness. You knew that he knew this wasn’t going to be a very cheery conversation.

“Well, to start, the drinking.” You began “I love you, I really do but almost every time I come to get you in the mornings or just visit you at night I find you a mess and passes out on either the futon or couch.” you say, looking at him before continuing “It’s just so much and I worry about you.”

He stays quiet as he watches you, sighing before he retorts with a very clearly forced, tight lipped smile “Well if it bothers you as much as it does why are you still here? This is what you signed up for.” He wasn’t having it.

“Just because it bothers me doesn’t mean I’m going to leave you completely.” You sigh and move your hands to rub your temples. “I also didn’t know it was going to be this way”

”The leave.” He snaps, not loudly but you could feel the venom laced in his voice. “If it isn’t what you want then just walk out that door right now and you won’t ever have to come back.” It was all in a calm voice, but it was one that hurt your heart. More than you thought it would.

Along with the miserable mood that just put you in came stubbornness with it. So, you silently stood up with cold eyes, watching him the entire time as you made your way out of the room, and eventually out of the house. The whole time he watched you with cold and devoid eyes. Yet the moment you left they softened by a significant amount. Then once again he picked up the bottle.

[Current time. 4:37] After you left you ended up going back to your house. You weren’t very happy with the outcome of what was supposed to come to an understanding. You felt so bad for leaving, he was probably hurt that you left without putting up a fight.

At some point you felt so bad that you decided to just go back. Sliping a jacket over your baggy shirt and graphic design pajama pants and walking out the door to his agency issued dormitory. As you made your way you had time to decide what to say, that is if he was still awake. There was really no telling of that factor.

Once you made it down the block and to his apartment you struggled to open his door with the spare key. “Come over whenever you like!” He had told you a few months ago as he teasingly dangled the key in front of your face before trotting off on his merry way.

That was certainly helpful now. Once you shimmied the door open you made your way to where he last was. Then voilà there he was, right where you left him, the new half full whiskey cup was new though. You decided you would clean him up, just one more time before this all gets sorted out. So you start the process out picking up the bottles and glasses, disposing of and cleaning each properly before setting a water bottle next to him.

You had come to the conclusion that maybe you deserved a small nap for that. So, you glee fully layed on the futon next to him, clinging onto him from his back. As soon as your small, almost silent snores filled the room he peeked one mischievous eye open and looked around. He smiled contentedly before gently shifting himself over and pulling you into his chest. That bastard.

This story belongs to me, don’t steal and post as your own.

@kuro-chi69

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[krownjester]

guys. where did sam and max hit fancomic/fanfiction sam dies "sdate" at the end go. how long has it been gone. this is heartwrenching

[martian-martian-martian]

The running joke of Hoffman being really genuinely stupid is never, ever, ever, going to stop being funny ever.

When I entered the Saw fandom, 'Funniest Fanfiction I've Ever Fucking Read' was not one of my predictions.

Awards for stupidest Hoffman (while also being super evil and fucked, unsurprisingly) probably go to:

'Take the Skin, and Peel It Back' by Adoxography on AO3

"There was a note folded up inside the toilet paper’s cardboard tube. It was written on lined paper, in Hoffman’s boxy scrawl, and read: You’re not an animal, are you Agent Strahm? “Am I Agent Strahm?” He shouted up at the camera, mocking Hoffman’s missing comma, “Shouldn’t you know if you’ve got the right guy!?” His voice cracked again; he held his throat as he coughed. “Fuck…”

and 'Strahm Dies At The End' by unstuckintime on AO3

Best Lines:

"Hoffman is deeply, deeply stupid and weird and mean."

2. “You look like a zookeeper in that shirt, by the way." Hoffman is wearing an oatmeal-colored button-up today. He looks down at his chest and then there is a long pause in which he appears to be entertaining his first thought of the day—possibly recalling the face of one of the primate handlers who raised him. This seems physically taxing for him."

Honorable Mention:

"..you skulk around crime scenes like you’re at a photo shoot and the photographer just asked you to give him your best Blue Steel.”

“I don’t do that,” Hoffman says, pursing his lips and furrowing his brow.

There are actually so many more I can't list them all but SDATE is also my fav Hoffstrahm of all time, not only for the humor, but also for being FUNNY without being LIGHTHEARTED or TRIVIALIZING which is so fucking impressive.

[jusendork]

The internet must just enjoy vacillating from one eternal crisis to another doesn't it

Someone rewrite sdate to count from when the AI-generated SEO shit started. We can have a new Eternal Month.

Hey all, you know how internet searches suck now? When the results are awful, full-of-AI, death-of-the-internet levels of bad?

Start appending date constraints to your searches - "before:2023".

My results have gone from 90% AI bullshit to ~60% usable - which frankly at this point is a huge improvement.

[programmingandengineering]

CSC 353 Homework 3 Solved

Q.1 [20 pts, 5 pts each] Given the following relational schema: Store(sid, sname, country, zipcode) Cloth(cid, type, color, size, gender ) Sells(sid, cid, price, sdate) sid is a FOREIGN KEY referencing Store cid is a FOREIGN KEY referencing Cloth Translate the following Relational Algebra expressions into SQL queries:  sname ( country= “Turkey” (Store) Sells size= “XL” (Cloth) ) max(price)…

[myprogrammingsolver]

Homework 3 Solved

Q.1 [20 pts, 5 pts each] Given the following relational schema: Store(sid, sname, country, zipcode) Cloth(cid, type, color, size, gender ) Sells(sid, cid, price, sdate) sid is a FOREIGN KEY referencing Store cid is a FOREIGN KEY referencing Cloth Translate the following Relational Algebra expressions into SQL queries:  sname ( country= “Turkey” (Store) Sells size= “XL” (Cloth) ) max(price)…

[musicmushi]

Got myself a new icon

I’ve been seriously wanting to reach back and gain some appreciation for myself I’ve noticed I lost while trying to accomplish...something.

Is this a bad idea? No way of knowing until I’m done trying. I just know that I’m miserable right now and I’m tired of being miserable. There’s something that I’ve been missing maybe because I’m afraid to admit to it, maybe because I’m afraid to know the truth. I don’t know. But I’m going back to basics and starting over.

Starting with a new aesthetic I think where I’m heading is going to be okay.

[thevoiceactingbrigade]

An (SDATE) Update: The Cast List As Of Now

Hello everyone! Mod/Admin Mushi here! I know this is a bit of a late update regarding SDATE. But, as of right now, all positions have finally been filled! However, I will go ahead and say that some positions may be swapped around and switched if such things call for that when the time comes. Here is what the cast list looks like as of right now though:

- SDATE (SAM DIES AT THE END) -

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Main & Supporting Characters:

Sam - JessRaspler

Max - FantasyCrusher-P

Cocky - FantasyCrusher-P

Brock - TylerJackson-Price

Desiree - MusicMushi

Sybil Pandemik - WinnieThePoopBuns re-cast to MusicMushi

Momma Bosco - AudaciouslyFickle

Flint Paper - Archemorus

Dr. Zakrahjsenik - FantasyCrusher-P

Anton Papierwaite - Bassecat

Dr. Norrington - TylerJackson-Price

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Minor Characters:

Molemen Cultists - FantasyCrusher-P & TylerJackson-Price

Goons - FantasyCrusher-P & TylerJackson-Price

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The Brotherhood:

Black Robe - JohnYahyaei

Red Robe - JohnYahyaei

Blue Robe - FantasyCrusher-P

Green Robe - FantasyCrusher-P

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Other Voices:

FantasyCrusher-P, MusicMushi, WinnieThePoopBuns

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I hope that all who listen in enjoy the project that is to come!

- Mod Mushi

[memes-and-medicine]

[askcocky]

((found this in my hard drive))