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What if. Cu-chan.

WTF NO WAY 🤯

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My thanks for the fill. It made me cackle histerically and I am, in fact, still crying. What a wonderful way to wake up.

Thank you so much! I'm glad you like my goofy fill <3

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The Coming to the West event had a lot of… interesting…dialogue, but David’s random jealousy and the EX-CALIBANANA LEAF FAN made it for me.

Honorable mention:

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Here you go.

CW: Peril. Very brief mention of pregnancy.

You wake up with a ringing in your ears and a horrible ache in your head. “What…” you mumble out, looking around.

This isn’t your room. This isn’t where you live.

“What the hell…?!”

The room is cold, with bare concrete floors and walls. It looks like some kind of dilapidated warehouse; the stench of rotting wood fills the area. You get to your feet.

You’ve never seen anywhere like this before. How did you get here?

The only things in this room are a metal door (locked, unfortunately), and a table. Sitting on it was a big stack of paper, tons of colored pencils, a bottle of water, and a speaker.

“Hello?!” you call out. “Is anyone there?!”

A blast of static echoes through the room as the speaker turns on; you cover your ears until a voice starts to come through.

“Hello there, Anonymous.” the speaker said. The voice was deep and gravelly, but in a way that was clear that it wasn’t their normal speaking tone.

“Who are you? Why am I here?” you demand.

“Nasuverse Kinkmeme.” they said. “One of your favorite blogs. You visit it over twenty times a day, just sitting there refreshing to see the latest fills. Each time you click that refresh button, you hope that one of your prompts is the one that gets filled.”

“I don’t see-”

“In fact, you’ve submitted many, many prompts of your own.” they interrupted. “Sixteen, by my count. Gudao and Morgan kissing, mostly.”

You blush. It was seventeen, actually, but saying that would only make it worse.

“So many prompts… but nowhere near as many fills. In fact, the grand total is a big ol’ zero. Naughty, naughty; one prompt equals one fill. It’s been the blog’s title for months now.”

You squirm a bit, starting to realize what’s going on here. “Listen, I… I’ve been planning to do some fills, I just haven’t had much time to work on it!”

The voice laughed. “Well then, I’ve put you in a situation with no distractions whatsoever. Just an empty room where you can focus purely on the task at hand.” they explained. “On the table in front of you is a list of prompts. Fill at least one, and then the door will unlock.”

“This is ridiculous!” you shout. “You’re seriously going to kidnap someone over just a dumb Tumblr meme?!”

“No, no, not kidnapping – not JUST kidnapping.”

“What the hell are you-”

“Look above you, Anonymous.”

You do as the voice commands – and your jaw drops when you see what’s above you: A giant cartoon steel weight, like something that would drop on Wile E. Coyote’s head, dangling by a rope.

“You might want to hurry. I bought that rope from a secondhand supplier; it might not last for very long.”

You scream in terror, but the voice ignores you.

“Any medium of fill is accepted.” the voice said, then the background static cut out, leaving you in silence.

A clock on the wall activated, showing a thirty minute countdown. A cold chill ran down your spine as you realized that was all the time you had before the disgruntled mod decided to kill you.

In a panic, you grab the pile of prompt cards and start looking through them. You have to find something simple, thirty minutes isn’t very much time so it has to be something quick and uncomplicated.

“Roland recruiting the other beefy guys into his naked men club”? The prompt doesn’t say what they’d even be doing, and you don’t have any ideas. Plus, to make it work, you’d have to include like six people and that sounds like a pain.

“Arjuna getting impregnated”? No, no, you’d need a novels’ worth of character development before he’d admit to being interested in the idea.

“Your favorite characters at a drag show”? That seems like a fun one, but you have no idea what drag outfits actually look like, and you don’t have any internet access right now.

You sweat, seeing the time ticking down. You can’t be indecisive, you have to pick something and now!

“Mash and Mordred kissing, also both of them are transmasc”?

You can do that, you can definitely do that...

Grabbing the colored pencils, you start scribbling as quickly as you can. You start with the heads, trying your best to remember what Mordred’s hairstyle looked like. Long hair, short hair? The stress is messing with your brain; you decide to go with short, slightly spiky hair.

Your hand cramps up all of a sudden; you curse yourself for having forgotten to stretch first. You have to push through it, you don’t have time to stop.

With the heads done, you struggle to figure out how to convey them being transmasc. If it were a fic, you could just refer to the two with he/him pronouns, but you aren’t doing a fic. Maybe a trans flag pin on Mash’s lapel? No, that was too subtle…

Finally, you settle on drawing both of them shirtless, top surgery scars visible. While Mash strikes you as the kind of person who wouldn’t be comfortable shirtless most of the time, you have to break character a bit, you don’t have time to come up with anything better.

You glance up at the clock. Five minutes left.

Once you finish lining Mordred’s ab detailing, you hurry on to the legs. Shit, what did their pants look like? What colors were they? Did Mordred have short shorts or full pants? Did Mash usually wear slacks or jeans?!

It doesn’t matter. They both get dark grey generic pants; you’re almost out of time.

Sweat rolls down your forehead. Time’s almost up.

You just have to put the final touches on it…

“DONE!” you shout, jumping to your feet, holding up the final drawing. With only 30 seconds to spare, you’ve finished your task. Your stomach is all tied up in knots.

The resulting art doesn't look great. It's all scratchy, the anatomy is kind of fucked, but you hope it'll be good enough for them to accept it as a fill.

“Well done.” the voice says. You hear a loud clank as the door unlocks, then slides open. “You’re free to go.”

As soon as you step out of the room, the rope snaps, the weight smashing the table you’d just been sitting at a moment before. Your blood runs cold as you realize that if you had been even a moment slower, you would’ve been reduced to paste.

“Now, please take your things and leave. I have a few other prompters to deal with today.” the voice said through another speaker outside. “And don’t forget to submit your art to the Tumblr blog when you get home. Thank you for participating in the Nasuverse Kinkmeme!”

Prompt: The kinkmeme mod putting the viewer into a SAW trap because they've submitted sixteen prompts and not filled even a SINGLE one.

I would do that.

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all goofing aside I genuinely don't understand the urge to reimagine Taylor Allison Swift as a secretly queer icon when the pop music scene(TM) is like. literally overflowing with women who actually like women. Gaga and Kesha and Miley and Halsey are right there. Rina Sawayama and Hayley Kiyoko and Rebecca Black and Kehlani and Victoria Monét and Miya Folick if you're willing to get slightly less top 100. Janelle and Demi for them nonbinary takes on liking girls. like what are we doing here. like I'm not even saying you can't enjoy Taylor but why would you hang all your little gay hopes on her.

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hilarious drama going on on reddit, the least respectable social media site i use. someone goes to r/legaladvice with a question about a shitty interaction with a cop. pretty normal post.

some users replied with regular advice, but one r/legaladvice moderator came in saying it was OP's fault, defending the cop. when OP requested they "please read the post", they equipped their next reply with their little mod hat and told them that showing attitude would result in a ban.

after receiving hundreds of downvotes (and many replies, all of which were removed and banned), the r/legaladvice mod nuked the thread in a fit of anger.

so you'd think it'd stop there, right? well, that's where you're wrong.

there's another subreddit called r/bestoflegaladvice, where the more interesting r/legaladvice threads are reposted for audiences to take the piss out of. and of course, a mod throwing a tantrum and nuking a thread because they were asked to read would make that cut. so it was reposted! and of course, everyone started rightfully calling the mod a bootlicker.

people then started pointing out that the r/legaladvice mod team has cops on it, at which point, part two of the drama starts: some people are mods of both r/legaladvice AND r/bestoflegaladvice, and they get really mad when you call them cops (derogatory).

so of course, they take the best course of action, which is to angrily reply to comments calling them cops and then use mod powers to delete the comments they don't like, insisting that only ONE r/legaladvice mod is a cop, so it's totally fine!

the r/bestoflegaladvice thread was then deleted and locked by mods, presumably for "republicizing deleted comments".

the same thread was then reposted to r/bestoflegaladvice. again, the thread fills with people calling the r/legaladvice mods cops.

this thread was also deleted and locked by r/bestoflegaladvice mods.

but it doesn't end there! because there's ANOTHER subreddit called r/subredditdrama, where the juiciest drama from all manner of subreddits gets reposted. and you'll never believe what's gone on long enough to count as drama.

here, free from the shackles of reddit's legaladvice world, users were free to dunk on the mods as much as they want.

the r/subredditdrama thread was eventually deleted as well (but not locked) just because they don't accept links to nuked threads since the original can't be read, but thankfully, everything had been archived by that point.

and just because the streisand effect should never go unrealized, i'm reposting it here, to tumblr. who knows, maybe someone will bother to screencap this and put it on r/curatedtumblr, and it will eventually live on in reddit again.

as for OP, they reposted their situation to r/nostupidquestions and later posted this update:

moral of the story: never go to reddit for legal advice, because the legal advice subreddit is run by ONE cop.

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godly conversational topics

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Twitter users are defending their right to assume Picasso was a renaissance artist. Tiktok users think watching any film made outside the US makes you a snob. “Replace classic lit with YA and fan fiction” discourse is flourishing. I think we’re just living in anti intellectual times.

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Raita: *Draws Ibuki-Douji being nearly twice as tall as Gudao*

Me: You know what maybe Raita is Valid sonetimes.

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this is the best album release of all time because where else are you going to get unironic takes like this and then even get a few hundred people to agree with it

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bhima blossoms

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messing around a little with animation again

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i love cute chibis

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[ID: A conversation between two tumblr users. "If tumblr starts instituting the draconian laws that tik tok has (aka not being able to say kill, bitch, etc in posts in addition to tags) I refuse to say shit like unalive and do the slash thing. I'm gonna start using old timey euphemisms (Eg; I want to force Apple executives to kick the bucket) and borroing words from other languages. Like. They can't ban sex words in every language, can they??" The response is a picture of a tag: "GET IN LOSERS WE'RE GOING TO LEARN OLD IRISH TERMS FOR SEX". Overlaid over the two posts are pictures of Gudako and Queen Medb from Fate Grand Order, respectively. /END ID]

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journey to the west came up. one thing lead to another. arjuna would be the best feminst. clearly.