#apologies to you.

[devouring-hive]

Sakuya chub fic, 5-9-22?

Perhaps you ought to have expected it. It's not as though you didn't know when the date started that this was her job after all, Sakuya is pretty famous online, for this. Hell- It'd been part of why you wanted to meet her! But so often does an expectation fail to intersect with reality that when, in parting, you were offered the key to her home... It felt as though you'd been granted the keys to Heaven, instead.

No one ever got to Heaven without a little toil though- Not even her, and especially not you. So now you sit anxiously in her room, the lights dimmed, the microphone set and re-set time and time again as some small mountain of a meal sits just off-scene waiting to be introduced to the waiting masses so close beyond- The masses that 'til just the morning before you'd have counted yourself among.

Perhaps sensing your anxiety, Sakuya pauses in her preparation.

"Don't worry." She reassures, in a soft voice- Like she were consoling a particularly-anxious child, or perhaps even a pet. "All you have to do is pass the food along to me once I've got the introduction done. I'll even let you choose the order, mmh? It'll be fun, I promise." A valiant effort to be sure- But there's nothing she'd be able to say that could staunch the butterflies in your stomach, not when... Her costume, the 'Perfect Maid' outfit, turns out to be so much tighter on her than you ever thought it'd be.

It's something of an open secret to Sakuya's larger community that the long spree of mukbangs that she's been partaking in throughout the winter months have had an effect on her, no one can eat that much that frequently without having it stick to them- No matter their regimen thereafter. But-- It's different, somehow, knowing and seeing the slowly-yet-steady plumping of the 'Perfect Maid's body over the course of stream after stream, and... Being there, to see it personally.

Past frills and flourishes, across continually re-stitched and resewn fabrics, the curve and contour of Sakuya's body continues to press out against her outfit's confinement. Meaty thighs that burgeon out from beneath the costume's miniskirt, hefty breasts that demand the unfastening of the top-few buttons to her vest and the undershirt beneath- These are things everyone knows about, that everyone has seen.

No one but you, now, has seen in full the extent of the consequence that Sakuya's stream-diet has wrought on her body though. Between those two oft-advertised nexus of plushness sits, as though on a throne, a sizeable plump of dough. A pot-belly it'd be called, if anyone else could see it- But you know better than to dare tow that line, not where you are now. Even as the swell of it strains at the obviously-untended seams 'round the waist of her vest and tugs tautly the buttons just 'cross the middle, you wouldn't dare ruin the chance you have now just to point that out.

So with a last wink sent your way, Sakuya taps at the remote connected to her camera and sets off a cascade of soft lights and gentle piano- A staple of the 'Perfect Maid' persona that Sakuya puts on for these particular streams. Some part of you unconsciously ends up tuning out that opening minute-or-three of introduction and chatter with the early-comers, so often you'd seen it from other perspectives... But your hazy reverie is cut short by a cue nearly missed, as striking silver-blue eyes glance over in your direction.

"The Masters and Mistresses might've guessed by now, but~... I'd gone out and brought us-" You move quickly, quietly, as you can. She'd counted on you to be on top of this, and from the sounds of the strain in her tone it's apparent you'd kept her waiting. Without thinking, you pass her a box of cheesecake. She doesn't seem particularly pleased wit hit, but nonetheless turns back to the camera and puts on a tender smile, fit to her tender voice. "Some cheesecake! I'd figured that we could have dessert before dinner today, since you've all been working so hard."

Much as it's apparent to you from the sidelines that Sakuya is uncomfortable with the very concept of this much sweetness this early on, she's too deep into the roleplay to change it now. So the 'Perfect Maid' pulls a silver fork from her collection, and then daintily begins picking at the rich confection as though it could turn toxic at any moment.

Still, despite herself and the discomfort of the ordeal, Sakuya pulls through. She's not unused to eating large amounts at this juncture, so even through the weight of the dessert she remained near stoically determined, stopping only to offer commentary and occasional flashes of 'perfect' legs, or bounteous chest. It's almost a marvel in your eyes, you've seen her eat near a hundred times by now of course- But it was always behind a screen in some way or another, where any leftover boxes would vanish offscreen, never to be seen again, forgotten like the passing of a second.

Now though, you're near transfixed- Eyes so trapped on the strain of Sakuya's outfit, so caught up in the spectacle of the massive box emptied so, that you nearly forget to take the hollow thing from her... In that forgetting, you'd doomed her stream to a short-end to the tune of a rip- and the view of a button, popped, flying away like a die cast enthusiastically on the fate of her career.

Her efforts to make up for your slack had ripped a hole down the middle of her 'Perfect Maid' outfit, straight across the belly where the neglected threads had been pulled tightest; A disaster for her image so irrecoverable that the ensuing scramble for her remote only served to rip it wider, louder, enough that any watching who'd been in questioning as to what they'd heard could no longer fool themselves.

Thoroughly embarrassed, her podgy plump fully on display in the last seconds before the stream cut short, Sakuya immediately escapes off to her changing room with face held in her palms... Leaving you alone with only the multitude of still-unemptied boxes of perishables, and a memory burned harshly into your mind.

#[ic] #[writer: yami] #[sakuya] #[asks] #[prompts] #i put entirely too much effort into this #i am not good at novella style writing anymore #apologies to you.

[getrope1]

You cant make this shit up

#honestly the BALLS to steal the title for your apology video (for plagiarism) from the GUY WHO EXPOSED YOU (for plagiarism) #i do really dislike somerton but i have to respect the grind. fucking incredible. #hbomberguy #james somerton

[beaft]

i went to get my t-shot yesterday and it took me an hour and a half to get to the clinic and as soon as i got on the bed the nurse dropped my t-shot and it broke and now they're trying to make me pay for the replacement. i think the fuck not lmao

#why should i have to pay money because SOMEONE ELSE dropped my medication!!! make it make sense #also they kept referring to 'the medicine that got broken' please drop that youtuber apology line and lose the passive voice #it did not 'get broken' YOU BROKE IT #madness. utter madness.

[throesofincreasingwonder]

"A story doesn't need a theme in order to be good" I'm only saying this once but a theme isn't some secret coded message an author weaves into a piece so that your English teacher can talk about Death or Family. A theme is a summary of an idea in the work. If the story is "Susan went grocery shopping and saw a weird bird" then it might have themes like 'birds don't belong in grocery stores' or 'nature is interesting and worth paying attention to' or 'small things can be worth hearing about.' Those could be the themes of the work. It doesn't matter if the author intended them or not, because reading is collaborative and the text gets its meaning from the reader (this is what "death of the author" means).

Every work has themes in it, and not just the ones your teachers made you read in high school. Stories that are bad or clearly not intended to have deep messages still have themes. It is inherent in being a story. All stories have themes, even if those themes are shallow, because stories are sentences connected together for the purpose of expressing ideas, and ideas are all that themes are.

#original post #text post #500 #1k #2k #btw i know my definition of death of the author is loosey goosey here #it wasn't the main point so i went informal with it! as ppl in the tags have pointed out it isn't exact #and i do recommend reading the wikipedia article or similar (possibly even the essay itself if you're narsty) if you want to learn more! #wasn't expecting this to take off so my apologies to my barthes-heads out there #love you mwah #5k #10k #15k #20k

[mylittleredgirl]

okay tumblr’s exclusion from the twitter social media ban list is hilarious but genuinely we do not belong on there. if a real human person asks “where can i find you on social media” and your choice is a swift death or revealing your tumblr, most of us would simply expire. half of y’all change urls every week like you’re in witness protection. just imagine for one second attaching your wholeass government name to your latest two am clownposting and tell me that didn’t send a cold chill down your spine. the only place i ever want to see the words “connect with me on tumblr!” is on the ao3 profile of an author i’m actively stalking. anyone in the world can follow me except anyone i personally know. antisocial media.

#with apologies to beloved mutuals ekjohnston and adibkhorram but this post had to be made #you are braver than any marine etc #i revealed my url recently to some very nerdy lifelong blood-oath level friends and lost feeling in my hands for like six hours #we read each other's livejournals during our peak Dramatic Feelings And Bad Choices years and it still gave me pause #rip twitter #that tumblr lyfe #containment breach

[edensbackyard]

Tape recorder click sound my beloved

#when i tell you i screamed #tmagp #the magnus archives #the magnus protocol #magpod #tmagp 10 #tmagp fanart #art #artists on tumblr #digital art #tma fanart #hello jon apologies for the deception #tape recorder click sound how did i miss you #cant wait for the horrors it will bring #also this episode was like a shovel to the face also my god #tmagp spoilers

[elegyofthemoon]

It's still surprising to see people say that when they see the upcoming strike post I made that this is the first time they're hearing about it, especially because I've seen several posts now talking about the same strike.

That being said: regardless of what kind of blog you are, please spread the news about the genocide, the strikes, boycotts, etc.

Even if you are a small blog, spreading word allows for more people to know what's going on and also do their part in protests and strikes, and maybe even the right people will be able to do more than what you're able to do.

And reminder: there is an upcoming strike on February 18th-25th. Prepare accordingly, protest, boycott, call your reps, and spread the word so more people are aware.

#ceasefire now #free palestine #palestine #it still stuns me because i can count maybe 3 different posts myself included that has all the information about the strikes #and just this morning someone rb mine saying this is the first time theyre hearing of it #do you see why its important to keep talking? #i'm not going to apologize for suddenly posting this midway through clearing my likes. it's important #free gaza #gaza #congo #free congo

[slink-a-dink]

#unity #slink speaks #man. #added alt text; apologies for forgetting to add it initially! #thank you to those who added descs in the rbs <3

[hellspawnmotel]

intimacy between an evil spiteful building-sized supercomputer and the lone scientist left behind after everyone else ditched and forgot about her (in which computer wants to kill scientist really bad but her programming wont let her so she just attempts to make her as miserable as possible instead, which also doesn't work because scientist is a freak)

#just some guys ive been tossing around in my brain #can you tell i like drawing wires. #art tag #oc tag #computer yuri #objectum #evil supercomputer #toxic yuri #cartoon violence #robots #my apologies to edgar. your bf isnt that terrible. you can do better tho #(hes from a movie called electric dreams i didnt make him) #edit got lightly scolded (rightfully!) for not taking the alt text seriously. genuinely uncool of me and it has been fixed. i hope

[inkskinned]

no, actually, where is the whimsy?

my ex had a best friend named larry who asked me once: what do you think comes after irony?

we were at the bar where larry worked. it was a quiet night, and he'd hopped over to sit with us on the patron side. i swirled the lemon around my limoncello martini.

earnest positivity, i said, while my ex said, art self-destructs.

i stared at my ex. he stared at me.

his argument was the cinemasins argument: look how bad media is becoming! look at the loopholes and the dumb shit!

it was roughly 2011. galaxy print was still in. at the time, i had a favorite shirt that was a wolf howling at the moon. it got ripped in half in the wash and i honestly still mourn it. i dressed like effie stonem, because everyone did. and irony was the name of the thing. men liked MLP "ironically." the internet liked the kind of crass, "anti-mainstream" vibes of things like fuck romance, touch my butt and buy me pizza. we put cats in sunglasses everywhere, which was because we only liked things in irony.

and media had the same vibe in it: anti-hero white men would be "hard to love" and then storm off the scene. nobody was just earnestly trying to save the world: they were jaded, angry, unoriginal. mad you even asked them to try to help.

my ex ends up not being wrong. cinemasins becomes super popular. a lot of people start viewing media with this lens that is the cruelest, most jaded depiction. it's wrong for your character to have unexplained powers, even if the entire movie is about how strange it is she has unexplained powers - that is still considered a "loophole." characters make thoughtless, panicked choices? loophole. characters are actually kind people, despite hardship? loophole. features a woman doing literally anything without assistance? loophole. movies become hyper-aware of scrutiny, and now irony rules the media.

which means you go to a movie, and the character has to turn to the screen and say "beats me!!" or one of the side characters has to have some kind of quip like "are you seriously telling me that you think this is normal?" because nothing can happen in earnest. like a sitcom laugh track, we now anticipate the fourth-wall break: the moment that the media acknowledges it is telling a story. the media has to apologize for itself, or else someone like my ex rolls their eyes.

but here's the thing: i wasn't wrong either.

the difference might be that i am (and always have been) so soft-hearted that any crack in the light of this world will spear me into the ground. and i was the poet in the relationship. (he thought that was the same thing as being naïve and stupid). i was making things daily. i knew how all of us artists are driven by some strange desire to evolve. he notably liked to critique art, not to create it.

so yes, i've made things that are bitter and angry and even ironic. i've made long, sharp poems with all capital letters, and i've made poems about how the silence stretches out like a song. someone wrote once that we will spend our whole lives just circling the place we grew up. i think it's more that we spend our whole lives trying to remake a home. i think it's that as we age, it becomes less exciting to build the castle on the beach - we become aware of erosion, of windforce. we realize what we really want is to come home to our dog, castle or not.

and while art in the foreground is mired in white male violence and irony, and aggression, and not taking anything seriously - i don't think that's true of all art. i think more and more artists are leaning in to the things we love. the world has changed so much. they have taken so many things from us. the only thing we have left is love. at the bottom of the moving box - all we get is the faint sense that we have to appreciate what little we've got. i can't enjoy this stuff ironically anymore: what room do i have for irony? if it makes me happy, that is an amazing thing. there are so few happy places left for me. i want to be happy because of how leaves shiver beside each other like nestling birds. i want to be happy because of the color pink, and how magenta doesn't exist. i have spent so much of this life suffering, i have earned my right to a gentle ending. if nothing matters, i get to assign meaning to the nothing. i get to create meaning. i am an artist first and foremost, which means creation is my thing.

where is the whimsy? wherever i fucking put it. because if this is my last fucking chance to do any good in this world - i want to do it earnestly. i want to write things that make you happy. that make people feel heard and seen. what comes after irony has to be positivity.

it was close to my 21st birthday. in 7 years, i would end up writing a book about this relationship, which is hopefully coming out somewhere around May 2024. i come back to this bar scene in my memories a lot. i keep thinking of how pale my ex was. the look that crossed his face. how i looked back at him. how for a moment, both of us couldn't recognize the other person. like the gulf between us was a suddenly wide and cavernous thing. like we were alien to each other. he never took my opinion seriously, and he always seemed surprised whenever his manic-pixie-dream-girl ever broke free of the plot. like in the whole time we were together, i wasn't human enough.

this knowledge: where he said nothing comes after, my only instinct was what comes after is love.

#spilled ink #writeblr #this is a real story lol #looking back i liked larry as a person SO much more than my ex hollyyyyy shitttt #compulsory heterosexuality will do you DIRTY #edit to correct effies name my apologies to effie and effies family

[north-noire]

perhaps catching up a bit wouldn't hurt?

#hidden hands au #no promises or specific days but chapter 1 of the fic will be up when it's ready! thank you for your patience! #i will also try to answer asks but i'm very slow i apologize </3 #five nights at freddy's #five nights at freddy's fanart #five nights at freddy's au #fnaf #fnaf au #fnaf fanart #michael afton #mike afton #charlie emily #charlotte emily #fnaf michael afton #fnaf mike afton #fnaf charlie emily #fnaf charlotte emily #fnaf marionette #fnaf puppet #my art

[gotchibam]

Shiny Gengar and Cutiefly ko-fi doodle for NemuiAkuma!

#artists on tumblr #pokemon #gengar #shiny gengar #cutiefly #gotchibam arts #ko-fi doodle #thank you sm for requesting! #apologies if this was a very late doodle ;_;

[thepeacefulgarden]

#apologies #boundaries #you are not too much #you are not a burden #your feelings are valid #your pain is valid #your trauma is valid #you matter #you are enough #self respect #you are worthy

[dimonds456]

So I was re-watching Hbomb's plagiarism video, and I noticed something really funny.

Allow me to show you.

Lol whoops.

#HE'S LITERALLY DOING THE EXACT SAME THING FILIP DID IN APOLOGIES 2 AND 3 #JAMES. DID YOU EVEN FUCKING WATCH THE HBOMB VIDEO. #james somerton #hbomberguy #the music at the end is Gaslamp Funworks by Kevin Macleod #dimond speaks

[machinerot]

#my art #you know he was being a little shit #harry du bois #kim kitsuragi #harrykim #disco elysium #disco elysium fanart #this is the first drawing ive managed to finish in over a year (we dont talk about the 3 million wips) #so thank you gay people for getting rid of my art block 🫶 i love you #i didnt use a reference though so apologies if the proportions look a bit wonky but GOD i had so much fun making this #ive missed Enjoying doing art. like actually enjoying the process and not just impatiently rushing for the finished piece #like maybe art IS fun.. #crazy. anyways #this sideblog is brand new so i doubt people will even see this but!! if you do then i should have some more DE art on the way :-)

[minutestildawn]

Hello, jon

#the magnus archives #I’m so normal about him can you tell #the magnus pod #the magnus archive fanart #tma #tma fanart #tmafanart #Jonathan sims #rusty quill #illustration #art #green #eyes #theeye #hello jon Apologies for the deception but I wanted to make sure you started reading so I thought it best not to announce myself. #jon sims #fanart