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rottiebones · 1 year
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Got tagged by @nukadisaster for funny little meme thing :P (I have not done one of these in years)
Favorite color: tie between Turquoise and Red
Currently reading: I haven't had time to pick up literature in a while so I'll do last played game instead. Sky: Children of the Light :]
Last song: I've been running Coyote's playlist so the song keeps changing but atm it's girlfriend by Hemlocke Springs Last movie: I've been held hostage in Hyperbeam with the friendgroup watching so much media that we literally just had a very stupid debate on the last film we watched together. It was fucking Skinamarink
Last series: Mononoke (The Samurai Horror Tales spinoff, not Ghibli)
Currently craving: One of those big ass Fajita philly subs from South of Philly and maybe their cheesecake for later
Tea or coffee: Appalachian loyalty calls for me to answer with southern sweet tea but I'll do downright atrocious things for a coffee milkshake
Currently working on: College agghhhh, I'm working on my degree in game development and they're literally making me be a Twitch streamer for a grade atm. Aside from that, commissions and personal doodles
I'm tagging you because you helped subjected me to the worst most pathetic group effort to remember a movie @queer-dayz
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nyaaamato · 8 months
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bad omens
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eryanlainfa · 3 months
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Tried to finally give a design to some Tangled (series) OCs of mine.
They're all important people in Aiden's life (my main OC) so their descriptions are mostly built around him.
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Alan and Edith are Aiden's parents, they're simple and sweet people, I dont have much to say about them. They're farmers in Old Corona and are old friends of Quirin and Ulla as they arrived in the Light Kingdom around the same time. They tend to keep a low profile but they're not afraid to take matter into their own hands if necessary. When Quirin is busy they tend to fill his role in his absence.
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Laurel and Daniel are siblings, they're children of the family in charge of a prominant merchant guild. They both work in the castle at the moment, Laurel as a maid assisting in the physician office specifically, Daniel as a royal guard. Laurel is the eldest of the two and is aware of every gossip going around the castle, she knows everyone. Daniel usually finds people tiring and is rather focus on his duties.
Daniel is Aiden's best friend in the castle, he is usually assigned in escorting them when the young physician is sent to nearby villages for assistance or yearly check ups. However the two met when Daniel was still working for his parents, Aiden needed to pass command for specific herbs and Daniel was the one in charge of taking commands at the time.
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Caroline is another friend of Aiden but she is from outside the castle. Officially she works at an inn in a nearby village. Aiden's mentor is close friend with her boss so they used to carry favor for the other, which resulted in Caro and Aiden meeting. Caroline is an enthusiastic and fun woman, she has a reputation of being overconfident but overall people enjoy her company and recognize her hard work.
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Hubert is the current royal physician and Aiden's mentor. He was the only doctor who hadn't given up when the queen fell terribly ill, thus he has been the only royal physician for a while. He is known for being stubborn and sometimes reckless. Most of his students ended up sick of him and left to carry their practice elsewhere. At the moment he cannot wait to finally retire and is adamant on making Aiden his last pupil and successor.
THE END-
No, actually, I have so many more to do but its a start. I like them all very much :3 some things might change later (as always) but for now... there you go.
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bug girl, because i keep forgetting to post my own art
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merlions · 11 months
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9 years into taking the exact same ADHD meds (that also treats my POTS and chronic fatigue and most of my allergy symptoms as a fringe benefit) every single day, and they're still making me take drug tests to prove I'm taking the exact prescribed amount and absolutely not one iota more or less in case I'm like selling it or doing meth too I guess? Tests which I have never once failed in nine years.
And refusing to trust me with the normal procedures of getting them filled and instead makes me do insane red tape hoops and jumps coordinating contact and details between multiple people that consumes most of the 12 days prior to actually receiving my monthly supply, in order to receive that monthly supply, so I'm dealing with that for about half of every month and every single month the doctor AND pharmacy get their timing wrong and I run out and get withdrawal for at least 2 or 3 days every single month.
But god I mean people with ADHD are so unreliable right??? Their shitty brains cause such ups and downs and they're so disorganized and never get things done due to being lazy! What a burden it must be for these people to have to put me through bullshit work that takes a huge amount of focus and attention to details and synthesis of multiple moving parts for half of the days of my entire month and then also put me through monthly medication withdrawal. What saints they are to do that to me
I mean thank god it's not like, lifesaving medication. It only ruins my entire life to be without it, and the recurrent withdrawal hurts me physically and causes problems with at least three separate conditions that interfere with my daily life. it doesn't ACTUALLY kill me
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gunkbaby · 1 year
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gang im not back but this is urgent.
so one of my favourite bands is pulp but i can’t listen to them anymore so does anyone have any similar music recs?
im having something of a mental breakdown rn and my other fave music is not doing it rn. like i still love my other music but thats not what i wanna listen to rn so um. if anyone has any similar recs pls lmk????
music is normally what calms me down and it’s very important to me, so im kind of freaking out a bit lol…
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milkbreadtoast · 10 months
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SORRY I RLY NEED TO LIVETWEET TWSB BUT TWITTER STILL WONT LET ME TWEET ANYTHING FSR SO IM GOING TO DO IT HERE TEMPORARILY,,, ITS AWKWARD BUT I NEED TO VENT MY LOONY THOUGHTS 😞
twsb ch 56-58 SPOILERS //
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> KDHSKDJDJFJFJFH he opened cedric's door... i want to see this so bad LMFAO
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> SCRMEABGBG RJFHFNFHDHDJ WHAT.... LMFAOOOO
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> im glad he knows...
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> LMFAOOOO😭
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> "his face looked perfect"
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> "auntie stop ur embarrassing me (in front of my crush)" energy
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> "made eye contact"... i like how little details like this reveal that cedric was looking at him the entire time BFNDBDN
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???????BDVSBDV
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?!:?!?$KDHDJWHHEYWYSGAVVSFDJFSHF WHAT JS HAPPENING IM SCDRRMWINGNSNAN IM LAUGHING MY ASS OFF....
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HIS SERIOUS LOOK AND THAT QUESTION... I CANT 😭😭😭😭 i dont like using the word "pure" to describe charas but... hes so pure . ..... hes srsly considering it... hes prepared to get jesse anything he wants.. OFC HE IS... THE SAGE TEA THING. RMBR THE SAGE TEA THING.... BHUFHFJDHFJFHHD AAAAAAAA
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kodaisaway · 1 year
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School doodle of a lesbian vampire and she lover, dunno who these characters are, but I like them, it was a warm up
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kyonkersfake · 8 months
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what do you call the underling of a caveman vampire?
a neander-thrall.
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necroissants · 1 year
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It's been ages since live-blogged something but I might just for this book because I'm so so exciting to finally be reading it!! So just a heads up for all five of my followers: I'm currently reading/listening to the audiobook of His Secret Illuminations by Scarlet Gale, an erotic romance novel about a magic monk and a cool warrior lady who have to go on a quest to retrieve some stolen books. I've been wanting to read this for ages but the last couple months I've had a block about actually sitting down and reading a book which is very sad because there's so many books I want to read that dont have audio versions. So I'm so happy this one does now!! Stay tuned!!
I've been a fanfic reader of Scarlet Gale for years and litterally everything she writes is my new favorite thing!
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ferberus-skull · 1 year
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urgh. I really should try to make another skin at some point.
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tachimichishrine · 5 months
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Q6yuquqjq YOU'RE LIKE THE PERFECT TACHIHARA FANFIC Y/N WRITER I FUCKING LOVE YOU MATE❤️❤️❤️❤️ I have one silly offer, and ofc ofc I'll wait my sweet time for u to drop it (probably wait for decades like I'm so invested). Can you do some...fluff like the reader is so inlove and has been dropping hints to tachi. He knows but he wants the reader to say it to his face instead of hints.with the silly lines "I ain't a patient man, say it to my face" QJKSJSJS IDK HOW TO WORD IT BUT U CAN DO IT!!!!
<QIUQ8UE8U2WE (i'm the only tachihara fanfic writer sooo,,,)(unless i'm not...)(if there's someone else who writes for him pls tag me im desperate....) BUT RAH I FKIN LOVE YOU MORE YOU SEXY AHH ANON,, your offer is not silly it is majestically ethereal it deserves to be framed and hung in the louvre it belongs on a higher plane of existence... im so sorry it's short BUT URGH THE IDEA IS SO GOOD >
"impatient"
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tachihara michizou x fem! jouno's sister! reader
warnings: none! take the fluff and frustrated tachi and flustered reader! (obviously some mild cursing and intended lowercase >///<)
it was a mistake, a terrible mistake that led to this.
"listen up, you bitch," tachihara seethed, pressing the tip of the gun against her temple, "this is our turf and you have no business being here."
"look sweetheart, this is all a misunderstanding," she said coolly, despite her heart pounding in her chest and the cold metal wrapped around her wrists.
and she wasn't lying. the series of events that led to her being tied to a metal chair somewhere in the port mafia's infinite supply of basements were peculiar, difficult to explain to the man who was threatening her life.
"any chance I could explain this all over some drinks?" she suggested with a chuckle before he dragged the gun down to her neck and pushed it up under her chin. "sheesh, okay, I guess not."
"having fun now, aren't we?" he nearly spat in her face, looking disgusted. "let's see how much you laugh when I put a hole in every one of your limbs-"
she shushed him then spoke in a whisper. "I think they're gone now, you can lay off the act."
tachihara sighed out of relief and moved to take the cuffs off of the detained woman.
"you're a real pain in my ass, you know that?" he whispered back, watching her get up and stretch her limbs. "I told you not to show up here."
"I'm sorry, I got carried away! I was in the neighborhood and thought I'd say hi... never thought you'd have another mafioso with you."
"you're gonna blow my cover," he said plainly, earning a pout.
their relationship was complicated.
jouno [_____], executive at the most notorious criminal organization in yokosuka, a city south of yokohoma, who still traveled back and forth for some occasional business. her current position was formerly filled by her brother saigiku, who left the underground in order to join the hunting dogs.
she, on the other hand, stuck the criminal route and even maintained contact with her sibling throughout the 6 years without ever switching sides. he never spoke about her to his colleagues except for a single grumble under his breath on one occasion where teruko was out of control, saying she was acting just like "his delinquent sister".
the matter was laid to rest until the first day of tachihara's infiltration into the port mafia. supposedly, since he had no street credit and would look extremely suspicious, she was his ticket in. she wasn't doing it out of the goodness of her heart (she was paid by the hunting dogs after being recommended by her brother), and yet tachihara found that she'd taken less than a week to get him accustomed to the underground life and put in a good word for him with the port mafia. she acted somewhat unprofessional at times, but there was no denying that she was good.
a little too good at times.
he was given impossible missions, to begin. the kind of things that set you up for failure unless you were a prodigy or had insane connections, missions hand-delivered by mori or any executive to test the new recruit. the first time, he was supposed to go and threaten the foreigners that had settled in on the edge of town and gotten themselves too comfortable with yokohoma. he relayed the information back to the hunting dogs, and jouno happened to mention it over the phone to his sister. she jumped in, ready to intervene before tachihara went in guns blazing and found himself confronting the notorious bulletproof brothers of brazil. she even told him where to buy knockout gas and gave him the rundown of the crime groups of the region.
once he got more familiar with his environment, she was needed less and yet contacted him at the same frequency. sometimes it was for essential information, other times it was for "company", as she put it. the ambiguity made it so that he didn't have any other choice but to respond to all of her calls.
tonight, she was in yokohoma for some business and decided to pop by and say hi. unfortunately, she did so right as he was having a chat with chuuya and they were caught in a peculiar situation. they played along, her pretending to be caught and him pretending to not know who she was while the executive spat in her face and asked what she was doing in this part of yokohoma. tachihara took charge of the situation and promised to find out, which led to them both roleplaying in the basement of the port mafia.
"oh, come on, you're gonna be fineeee," she tapped the tip of his nose, giggling without a care in the world. "chuuya knows I travel 'round these areas, and he's gonna catch wind of the deal I just closed earlier tonight, too. just tell him that and all's well. cheer up, tachihara, it's the underground. no one cares that much here."
he grumbled some kind of confirmation and watched as she held his hand and they both turned to human vapor. his consciousness paused momentarily and he came to a few streets down, wobbly on his feet as if his muscles were liquified.
"what the fuck, I didn't say—"
she shushed his protest, nodding her head to the motorcycle parked in front of them. "oh come on, stop complainin'. I'd ask you for drinks but most of the shops 'round here are mafia-owned and you'd be paranoid about gettin' caught, right? so hop on, I'll take ya to the other side of town, but you're paying, got it?"
"shit, you're gonna get me—"
"drunk. now hop on, pretty boy, we've got places to be."
he complied with a roll of his eyes, mildly pissed but unable not to reflect back the playful attitude she was giving him.
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the ride was rather long, but damn him if he complained.
she had her body leaning around the tank, legs constantly at work shifting gears and shifting their weight as the motorcycle sped up drastically. she didn't offer him a helmet, not even a jacket of any sorts, since she'd never crashed before. she whispered, "hold on, even if we're about to crash, and you'll be fine," and he didn't have any room to complain or ask questions.
her ability to turn herself and any objects directly in contact with her skin into vapor greatly resembled her brother's, but proved so useful in the sense that she could control herself in a gaseous state, floating around a room and gathering intel almost completely invisible, which made her such an effective executive. tachihara put two and two together and figured she'd evaporate both him and the bike if anything went south.
nothing went wrong. in fact, the fear for his life got him wrapping his hands around her waist and burying his face in her back. when he loosened up, she would do a dangerous maneuver and his grip would tighten once again as she laughed maniacally.
she laughed about it some more when they were finally inside the lounge owned by her own organization, sitting in a booth in the corner so that it was unlikely anyone would notice them— even if they did, she had the kind of authority that made it feel incredibly dangerous to even think about tattletalling. apparently, the sadism ran in the family.
"you really freaked out when I swerved around that huge truck," she giggled, taking a sip out of her mystery drink and sliding the glass over to him. "want a sip?"
"what is it?" he questioned, still drinking without waiting for her to respond. his face scrunched up in disgust and he pushed it back. "yurk, what is that? can't believe you drink that shit voluntarily."
"hey, it's my favourite flavour!" she frowned and punched his shoulder. "I'll tell them to charge you double for everything 'cause you deserve it."
"isn't everything we order free? I mean, since you practically own the shop, that's what the guy at the front told you."
"shut up, I'm trying to make a point."
the evening was quiet, almost no one around except the two of them. she asked how her brother had been, and he asked the same thing since he hadn't spoken to his coworkers in quite some time. she gave him more details on things he needed to watch out for, and then listened to his updates with enough attention that neither of them noticed her body gravitating towards his. by the time it was too early in the morning and the place was closing, their shoulders were practically rubbing and she was close enough to kiss him.
it was all she ever thought of. she lied to herself, said she was checking out the bandage on his nose and her gaze just dropped down to his lips while he spoke. staring long enough for him to notice - that was the plan - except he didn't seem to notice at all, or at least he pretended not to. laughing loudly at every semi-funny joke he made, distractedly taking her bottom lip in between her teeth, tilting her head when he spoke; she was running out of hints to drop. the only other thing she could think of was carving "I love you" into her forehead and praying he doesn't spontaneously go blind.
how dense can a man be?
she had a driver drop him off back in yokohoma; her heart ached when she waved him goodbye and goodnight.
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she couldn't stop thinking about him, day and night, and it was getting out of control. she would zone out in the middle of meetings and her colleagues were noticing. she explained that it was just some personal stuff, not that her chest felt hollow whenever she thought about him, not that she was catching herself thinking of gifts to get him, not that she was atrociously in love with him.
months, she spent months trying to drop hints. she had felt like she might accidentally evaporate when she had called him "pretty boy" for the first time, but he shrugged it off as if she hadn't said anything. once she got comfortable with that, she got touchy, and still no reaction. over the past week, she texted and called him nearly every night and even fell asleep on call on a few occasions. she checked the call log and he hung up nearly an hour after she drifted off, long enough to signal that he was listening to her snore softly but not long enough that he could've fallen asleep accidentally as well.
she kept losing hope as she thought about it, then regaining the confidence after seeing him again. it was getting unbearable.
"saigiku, I'm losing my mind," she said, sitting down at a bench on the pier. her legs kicked back and forth, and she sighed into the phone. "I don't understand guys. help me out here."
"ugh, don't you have girlfriends to talk about this shit with?" he groaned in annoyance on the other end. "I don't know. men are stupid. hope that helps."
she mimicked him. "thanks bro, you're tons of help."
"well, you won't tell me anything about the guy so I don't know what you want from me. either suck it up and say it to him or move on."
his advice wasn't bad, but it was simultaneously obvious that he couldn't care less. she rolled her eyes and changed the topic, instead listening for what felt like hours while he ranted about his dumb colleague. she wondered whether the jounos were really just bad at understanding people.
once the call was over, she took a deep breath of the ocean breeze and closed her eyes. nearly falling asleep on the bench, she was roused by her name being called out, a familiar voice.
"hey, tachihara," she smiled softly at him, seemingly exhausted (from all the nights spent rolling over in bed, thinking about him).
"you said you had intel?" he takes a seat next to her, trying to play it cool in case they were spotted, despite the light fog and the lack of anyone being out this late at night.
nodding, she handed over a folder filled with the information she collected about the next inspectors in yokohoma, the ones who were going to try to naively take down the port mafia and ultimately fail.
"they have a few operations going on, one about your buddy hirotsu. they might start digging into you too, and you don't want them finding out. deal with them as if them finding your identity was a death sentence, because it might as well be."
the information was true, but nothing in the folder was important. she just wanted to see him again.
"so..." he leafed through the papers, "anything I need to look out for?"
the millions of hints I keep dropping you.
"nothing particular, I think. they'll probably aim for more important mafia figures, so you'll be glossed over as a new recruit. someone experienced will likely take care of them before you need to."
"okay, thanks," he made the motion to get up, but stopped himself. "...are you in yokohoma for long?"
"just the night, my driver's picking me up in a few hours," she smiled reassuringly at him. "why?"
"huh? no reason, just wonderin'." he got up this time and nodded at her. "thanks for the drop, you didn't hafta do that."
I'm in love with you, you fool, of course I did.
"oh, it's not a big deal. anything for a friend."
more than a friend. fuck, you look gorgeous in the moonlight.
she caught herself watching his back as he walked away. her hand reached out, as if to physically catch him as he slipped away, then she cursed herself.
"hey, tachihara? are you in a rush to go anywhere?"
he turned around and shot up a brow. her smirk felt genuine.
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the idea was stupid, to combine both of their abilities together to try to get the best view of the night sky. no city light in their way as they stood a few hundred meters from the ground. she beat up the metal roof of a small car and pulled it off so that they could place it on the ground. they both sat down on top of it, one of her hands holding him while the other's palm flattened out on the sheet of metal. evaporating; within seconds, they were among the clouds. she warped them back and he activated his ability to carry both of their weights.
suspended in the sky, suspended in time.
"never seen the stars this clearly before," she murmured, feet dangling over the edge as she laid down. "living in the city really takes away from the small things, doesn't it?"
"guess so," he said, doing the same as she did.
silence. nothing except the breeze and the frigid air and their breathing.
"the stars are beautiful," she said, dumbly, not knowing what else to say.
"yeah," he responded simply.
more silence. she could've sworn he could hear her heart pounding.
"...is it heavy to hold both of us up?"
"not really."
it was getting painful.
"shit, it's cold up here."
"uh huh."
she wasn't lying, it really was cold. but at least the numbness in her fingers took over for the numbness in her mind.
"should we head down?"
"sure."
she held onto the plate, then reached for his hand. she hesitated. it felt like she was always making the first move, always trying to do something, and now it was feeling all wrong. she just wanted him to confirm anything, tell her anything, anything at all.
she got over herself, took his frozen hand in hers and brought them back down.
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she took her brother's advice and got over herself.
of course, she still filled him in on anything he needed to know and she occasionally tried to talk with him, but it was as if he was purposefully avoiding not only her hints, but anything at all that she did.
so, she was quite surprised when she found that he'd left her a message telling her to show up at a bar in between the two cities that evening.
her leg bounced uneasily while she sat at a table, drinks already ordered but her glass toyed with between her fingers while she waited. thankfully, it wasn't long before he arrived, amber eyes catching hers from across the room.
"hey," she smiled, trying to repress the butterflies and keep a level head. "what did you— huh?!"
tachihara had grabbed her arm with a tight grip, firmly pulling her up to her feet as she complied, confused.
"ow, lay off my arm— I'll follow you but where the fuck are we going? I ordered drinks, y'know, feels like a waste..."
"will you shut the actual fuck up?" he interrupted again, now pulling her outside of the bar completely and pushing her against the wall. "are you fucking stupid?"
"what the hell? what's wrong with you, tachiha-"
"I'd ask you the same thing. look, I'm not dumb. I can practically feel your heart beating out of your chest right now."
"wha-"
"look, I ain't a patient man. just say it to my face."
it took his stern expression, the way he was almost trapping her against the brick wall of the building and looking as serious as she'd ever seen him to realize that they were both thinking the same thing.
"what, do you wanna hear that I like you? you're gonna make me sound like a lovesick schoolgirl," she chuckled, using humour to envelope her confession so that whatever came next would hurt less. or so, she hoped.
"not good enough."
she narrowed her eyes at him. "the fuck do you mean, not good enough? I've been trying to drop you hints for the past century and your dense ass wasn't having it, all of a sudden you're acting distant, then you're pulling me out of a bar and asking me to confess to you? fine, you wanna hear about how fucking stupid I am around you? you wanna hear how I read over every message you've ever sent me before I go to sleep, how I can't do shit without seeing something that reminds me of you, how I feel like I'm going to combust into a thousand fucking pieces whenever I see you smile at one of my lame jokes? you wanna hear about every time I told myself I'd say something and then I back out of it? you wanna—"
she stopped talking as soon as his hand wrapped around her neck, fingertips intertwined with her hair and thumbs running upwards along her ears so he had a good enough hold to pull her into his lips.
maybe it was everything she'd ever imagined, or maybe it wasn't. who cares. he was kissing her.
she didn't know what to do, how to kiss him back when he was pressing into her like he wanted this as badly as she did. her body went along with his, allowing him to push her harder against the wall and kiss her deeper. it didn't end, her lips opening up and panting softly into his mouth while his tongue took over. he drew pictures of her into the roof of her mouth, and she was drunk on his spit by the time he pulled away.
"fucking finally," he breathed out, chest rising and falling against hers.
"I'm so goddamn confused," she giggled back, "not that I'm complaining."
"you didn't just drop hints, you threw them at my fuckin' face, [_____]. I was waiting for you to make the first move and you didn't, so I tried somethin' else to see if you'd get sick and tired and finally say it. but you didn't, and I wasn't gonna wait any longer."
"you could've just asked me first, you dipshit."
he grinned that stupid, smug grin she couldn't get over. "yeah, but then I wouldn't have heard your little speech there."
"oh, fuck you." her words didn't match her actions, grabbing handfuls of his jacket and pulling him in for another kiss.
for an impatient man, he felt like he waited his whole life for this moment.
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bright-and-burning · 5 months
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okay yeah i didn't know that there's the different ai stuff and that this is generative ai BUT GOD AM I HAPPY to see that you know the difference between ai and ml like !!! this is not ai !!! it's such a trend now and it's so wrong and so frustrating beyond the, in this case, misogynistic aspects of it. like this is not ai !! but that sounds catchy and URGH so frustrating. okay that's all i love ur additional tags thank u xoxo
yeah!! i did my undergrad degree focused on this kind of stuff (and dropped out of doing a phd in it at the last minute) so it's Literally my roman empire. like. i took so many courses in this and THEN it blew up right at the end of my degree and the misinformation........ chatgpt getting massive my senior year of college made me soooo mad i legit started to resent my field. like this particular use is particularly egregious (why hire a woman in an area severely lacking in women when we can rampantly misuse important computational and REAL LIFE resources to create a fake woman to "talk" abt SUSTAINABILITY!!!) but in general i am like constantly infuriated by AI bullshit from a lot of different sides bc Everyone overestimates/glorifies it/turns it into something it isn't, essentially. (rant abt AI from an AI perspective under the cut that idk might be informative or interesting LOL. i tried not to get technical but i did get mad)
generative ai drives me BONKERS bc it's literally not artificial intelligence. chatgpt is NOT AI it's fucking glorified predictive chat and all the dumbass tech bros on linkedin and twitter who hail it as like world changing infuriate me lol. like chatgpt literally works by calculating the word with the highest probability to come next in the sentence/in response to that prompt based on the data it trained on. is that super impressive ignoring the real world stuff going on? yeah!! it is! it's doing really well and it's fascinating in an academic sense. but then you put it in the real world context, where dumbass tech bros and business leaders worship it as god and where SEO morons use it to turn the internet to sludge and it's like oh god WHY.
and the ai art bullshit oh my god. ok i took a machine vision class right. and like literally one of my projects was to write code that could take in a photo and output it in the "style" of another photo. like as the cs version of a creative exercise, basically (they give u a Lot of projects that are basically write ur own version of an algorithm that's already been written more efficiently by someone else, bc that's how you can kind of pick it apart and really understand it, it's like reverse engineering) to show us how that works. (photos from that project are below; i took the cactus photo and then i "combined" it with a monet. i am STAUNCHLY anti-ai "art" btw this was Lich rally an assignment lol). but do you know what i learned (and what my whole class learned)? it's not fucking magic. it's LINEAR ALGEBRA. it's linear algebra on a truly batshit crazy level, combined with some crazy optical physics equations, but it's literally math. technically speaking, if you had infinite time, and were really insanely good at math (and really really perfect abt not making mistakes), you could do it by hand lol.
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ai art from prompts? that's just turning words into numbers (not hard!! i did a project that did that in my second year of undergrad in literally 6hrs!!!) and THEN doing some crazy math and turning numbers into PIXELS! the computer does not know what is going on. it is a FANCY CALCULATOR. WHEN U THINK ABT IT LIKE THAT ASSIGNING HUMAN TRAITS TO MATH IS INSANE.
like tech bros who are like bro chatgpt is aliveeee bc they talk to it is like. if i made my high school graphing calculator draw a smiley face and then was like omg it has emotions......
anyways. like do you know how many projects ive worked on that use AI/ML for GOOD??? like. same kind of techniques that ppl use to create generative ai "art" algorithms? used to do things like detect cancer in scans before human doctors can do it with any confidence. isn't that so fucking cool???? i interviewed w a professor who used machine vision (so literally the field that is now seen as being abt ai art) to figure out what nutritional/vitamin deficiencies ppl in remote villages in madagascar are likely to have based on SATELLITE IMAGERY. so that the overworked underfunded public health ministry could more easily meet their needs without necessarily having to do expensive testing on everyone! i mean, shit, i've worked on really cool sports analytics projects using machine vision. that's not exactly saving lives lol but like. just goes to show how many positive applications there are!
in terms of chatgpt vibes like. i've worked on natural language processing! it has so much more potential than spitting out misinformation!! silly projects for classes, like classifying what political party a politician belonged to based on their tweets, but also more serious stuff in the research i did, like analyzing international public opinion by demographic and country on various conflicts based on individuals' social media posts! analyzing covid vaccine opinions based on demographics, and how to encourage vaccination rates based on that!!
idk it's just. infuriating. that ceos and dumbass business majors (sorry to business majors but i have met a Very Specific Type who like to butt into my field and i am Not A Fan) have completely twisted these really and truly interesting projects and applications. to continually make more money and to cut out/replace more and more people. and the way funding has mirrored this kind of interest, in part bc it makes money (the remote villages nutrition thing is never gonna make money. working on chatgpt on the other hand...) and in part bc of like. basically fear-mongering? you get so much more attention for research in these really dramatized fields (and people lie ALL THE TIMMEEEEEEE to get more interest) and it's all CAP. it's BULLSHIT. and it's just to create buzz for big tech companies' bottom lines. they don't care that it's fear based, or whatever. like people being terrified abt the impact of generative ai bc of bullshit headlines and disinformation HELPS THEM make MORE MONEY. and it's so FUCKING STUPID!!!! it makes me SICK!!!!!!
anyways. it's all math, at the end of the day. and i found a job where i get to use it to help people but i still am like deeply grossed out by what comes out of my field and gets popular bc . i got into this bc i loooove data i love information i love finding things out. and i love using those things to help people... and there are ppl using the things i love to hurt people......... it makes me so sad. and mad.
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localamblongus · 4 months
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Can I just say I’m OBSESSED with your new story “You’re Half of Me Now” like I cannot begin to express how much that first chapter drew me in. It’s so SO well written and just, AH so good.
I was wondering! Since Branch’s hair got cut, is it noticeably shorter now, or did it go back to his usual length since it was already extended when cut? Honestly I would love to know more lore behind cutting a trolls hair, and how long it would take to grow back/heal… God I love Branch angst, and your characterization is just to die for.
I’m so excited to see what Chief has planned for Branch… (‘No, I can’t serve you to the kingdom. You’ve got a far better use though.’) Ma’am, MA’AM?!?! WHAT DO YOU MEANNNNN!?! I can only really think of one thing and I’m like, pretty sure that ain’t it???? So what is it???? I’m so so curious.
AND I cannot begin to gush about Creek. Personally I hate when people try to redeem him, not to say it can’t be done, but like, he’s such a bastard of a character, and I like to think he always has been. He 100% gives the vibes of a secret bully when someone (Cough Branch Cough) is alone with him. Mean girl behavior. And you write him so nasty, urgh I love it. Love his characterization.
Branch begging Bridget to help the others (HIS village) in the same breath as telling her to make sure Poppy doesn’t come back for him… this boy. Also love love love Guy Diamond too, him being older (Which makes so much sense in terms of Tiny Diamond), how you can tell he respected Branch during their talk of escape.. Ah I’ve never really thought about him much, but you made me interested in him! I can def see him insisting on getting Branch back as it’s partially (Not really but still) his fault Branch ended up in that situation.
Anyways! Just wanted to gush, because the story is living rent free in my head. Final question, are you cool with fan art of your fanfiction being made as long as ur credited and tagged etc? I was doing some doodles and I just wanted to double check with you :) KEEP UP THE STUNNING WORK!
ahhh first things first I’m so sorry for the late reply I may have maybe possibly forgotten I made a tumblr and I’m awful at replying so I’m sorry!! on branch’s hair I plan to get more in-depth with it later in the story, but I really adore the idea that troll hair is a very sensitive thing (for it to be so strong it’s gotta have some nerves in there) and the idea of it being cut suddenly and without consent being a horrible thing. Branch’s hair is definitely shorter and will stay that way a long while and I’ll get more on that soon!!! also so glad to spread my anti-creek agenda to the masses, he’s such a slimy passive aggressive dick and I despise his ‘redemption’ in the series. Tis bullshit. I had a lot of fun channeling his bastardness, he’s a menace to them all and I hate him.
also very happy to spread my Guy Diamond agenda, he snuck into this fic and took it from my hands and held it hostage and covered it in glitter and wouldn’t let it go. He always seemed older to me idk why, and the whole tiny diamond thing just matched with it well!
ALSO ALSO I would probably actually cry if you made fanart of my fic, as long as it’s credited to me im totally fine with it go wild!
again I’m really sorry for the late reply but I’m glad you’re enjoying my writing and tysm for the ask!!!!
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rechenzentrum · 6 months
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got tagged to do my top 10 songs that have been on repeat by @gliscor so heres... a selection from spotify on repeat playlist. and then some honorable mentions i pulled from my last fm :P that may or may not overlap with the ones from spotify because i wrote them down before taking the screenshotss
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and now. the encore
pictures of you. "and i said no👿... and i said yes😈"
my friends made that solar winds track i need to relisten to that album
uuurrrgghhhhh i loooove Puzzle. cuz all i haaaaaavee is yoursss. standing in front of meee..... and the sections where hes not singing are so upbeat it makes for a real good contrast. and i enjoy his voice it almost sounds like conversational. urgh idk it just kinda fits the music. and overall i do think the notwist have a rather unique sound . so cool
Limitation of Lifetime... Hauschka released rhis track in the EP leading up to his latest album, on it was the track "Loved Ones"... but i do think i enjoy LoL over the latter, despite both being rather short and uneventful
what a shitty thing to say... djd you really mean it? elliott is really good at painting picture with words on this album and his use of chords and rests really enhances the way he leads the listener through every single musical journey
Your black hair is like black hair. My Hair is like a jerk's hair. I'm Not Like That.... and. the unapologetic approach to the composition and effects they had on this track. and the little details, how the dissonant choir is played in reverse the mext time its played, the way the dry vocal track is on one side and its reverb on the other. the loud snare thats clearly not just one sample constantly played back, but a continuous banging of the same drum over the course of the track. and the bass synth that only plays octaves. enamored captivated. urgh
so clever to view the good you have in you as something material, physical, so you can go to the doctor about it. clever . in its entirety this song does remind me of ... Bright Eyes
Randomly got this recommended to me by youtube, had it in my Watch Laters probably. listened to it on loop for a bit some time ago... good song
IF YOU SEE THAT MAN OF MINE TELL HIM ONCE FROM MEEEEE...... IF HE WANTS ANOTHER GIRL YES ILL SET HIM FREEEEE BOWLING GREEEEN.... going through this whole wide world i aint got no home...... i aint got no home bowling green...... ;(
im halluuuuuciiiiiiinaaaaatinggggg.... i want to hurt him....... my head is full of flames. i dont know . theres something so raw about starting your debut album with a song where you reveal that anytime you think about a certain man, you lose sight of everything, you get tunnel vision, you can only think of all the ways you want to hurt him because hes hurt you so deeply. you hear his name and you get so filled with rage you cant see straight, hallucinating. and it feels like your mind is racing, burning with anger, madness... i waaaanntttt to hurt himmmm.... ;,(
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scienceoftheidiot · 20 days
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Hiii ^^ 3, 5, and 14 for the ask game, please?
3.How would you describe your writing style?
I have absolutely no idea. Character oriented for sure? I've been told it was very linear too. Sorry, I don't know at all lol. If you or anyone reading this has an idea I'm actually curious 😂
5.What's a tag you never want to use for your works even when it applies?
Grrrrmmblblbrrrr well I probably will have to change my mind and use the tag "whump" one day or another, because apparently it applies to what I write. However, I don't want to use it because of a number of reasons, main one being how it is used on tumblr. For me this use tends to reduce characters to their suffering, said suffering being the goal of the art/fic. Don't get me wrong, I don't mind people doing and enjoying this. I actually read whump too, because I chose what I read based on summary and vibes rather than tags. It's just not what I'm doing myself. I'm in the hurt/comfort team. Bittersweet is a term that comes up in a lot of comments about my work and yes. Yes, this.
Other reason is that I refuse to use that word when I'm writing a disabled character because urgh that sounds...idk. Yeah that sounds really not good to me. I'm trying to handle this topic respectfully and this doesn't feel respectful at all. Y'all know my current big fic is blind Roy, and if anything this fic is about him being resilient, competent, and far less useless than he thinks he is (as you said so in your comment @wellbehaveddolphin and yes I'm still yelling about it because YOU GOT IT!!!). Same for Riza dealing with PTSD. The goal is to have them find each other through the hard times they're once again going through. Not the hard times themselves (also you'll notice that I'm giving them some good stuff too lol).
Absolutely no shade towards whump people, and I'm sorry if I read the tag wrong. It's just how it feels to me.
14.Write and share the first sentence of a new fic. Just that.
My brain is too crushed by work today so I am going to cheat and use the first line of a WIP. Since I don't know if I'll ever publish it, eh. Lol.
Riza Hawkeye winced and grimaced behind her telescopic sight.
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Thank you so much for asking these 🫂❤️ sorry for the very long and heated reply 🤣
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