#i am well aware its like the same 2 photos

[glossglamour]

desperately need more of him in scrubs

#i am well aware its like the same 2 photos #but in different fonts #had to scrounge through pinterest for even these ones #gg.txt #house md #hatecrimes md #oh wilson my wilson #james wilson #my pookie bear #he's so crazy cute #muted

[welcometothejianghu]

Welcome to another round of W2 Tells You What You Should See, where W2 (me) tries to sell you (you) on something you should be watching. Today's choice: 少年歌行/The Blood of Youth

The Blood of Youth is a 2022 live-action adaptation of the tale of a deposed, disabled, and incredibly cunty prince who's on his way back to settle the score with his asshole father, and the rag-tag band of weirdos he accumulates along the way, including Spear Girl, Bad Monk, and Fire Puppy (pictured above).

I hope you like shounen anime, because this is the most shounen anime something is allowed to be without actually being based on something running weekly in Shounen Jump. What if Nirvana in Fire were also Naruto? It would be the Blood of Youth.

This show is an underrated gem of action-packed fun that not nearly enough people in English-speaking fandom have seen. In an attempt to correct that -- and ahead of an announced second season and prequel in progress -- I'm here with five reasons you should try it out.

1. Zero thoughts head empty

You do not have to pay an enormous amount of attention to this show to understand what's going on. The show itself does not always know what's going on. It got distracted by a shiny object over there, and now we're all gearing up to go punch the shiny object. We'll get back to the main plot when we're done with the punching.

It has a million billion plot threads going on at any given moment. Bad guys roll in from sects you've never heard of before, using superpowers with stupid names, only to get kicked into next week. There's approximately eleventy thousand characters -- so many, in fact, that I ran into problems several times while making this rec post, because there aren't readily available photos of everyone I want to talk about. Just look at the DramaWiki cast list. See how it goes on for like fifty screens? That's a little what the show feels like.

Except I'm not saying that like it's a bad thing, because the show knows it's doing this, and it acts accordingly. It telegraphs pretty well who's important and who isn't (and then it goes out of its way to color-code the latter, which is handy). What you're left with is absolutely a manga-style plot, complete with training arcs and semi-relevant sidequests, all working up to the final boss match.

It is an extremely self-aware show. On multiple occasions, something would happen, I would crack a joke about it, and then a beat later the show itself would make the exact same joke. I wouldn't call it an outright comedy, but it's still very funny, and on purpose. It has no illusions about being some kind of profound, meaningful epic. Mostly it's just here for a good time.

Yet this lightheartedness is what makes the powerful emotional parts really powerful by contrast. The show is not stupid; it's just goofing around most of the time. When it knuckles down, it can be devastating. And you know what? It does wind up being profound and meaningful about some stuff. How about that.

So yeah, if you're up for something that bops merrily right along and only occasionally rips your heart out, here you go!

2. Putting the poly in polycule

Bisexuals, rejoice! It's representin' time!

Here you go, I made a relationship chart of about 40% of the show's potential and canonical ships. I could have included so many more, but I only had so much space on the image, so I had to leave out some amazing ones, like the sword hedgehog who's real into this one cougar who could easily wipe the floor with him, or the rich nerd who thinks he has a chance with the aforementioned hot butch, or the fancy MILF who cheated on the emperor with a dreamy jianghu man and is trying not to cheat on him again with a different, slightly less dreamy jianghu man. See? There's just so much.

I would also say these are not exclusive ships. They are extremely inclusive ships. I am a fan of most (though admittedly not all) of the pairings listed here, and in fact of many of the three-and-more-somes indicated by these lines. They're such a cuddle puddle of shared intense feelings that it's hard to imagine anyone getting more than mildly jealous. Moreover, the potential for romance does not get in the way of hetero friendships; a boy and a girl who are each dating other people can go do adventures together, and (mostly) nobody gets weird about it, which is nice. If anything, what makes the overall dynamic so polycule-like is how equally friends and love interests get treated, meaning that it's not difficult to see a lot of crossover potential between those two categories.

If you're like me, you're hesitant about canonical romance, especially when it's straight, mostly because so many straight love stories wind up being tiresome, gross, and/or skull-poundingly boring. You will then be pleasantly surprised by how the canon pairings with members of the main cast are not like this at all!

Xiao Se and Sikong Qianluo are the main textual romance, and golly gee, they're just cute as heck. As the chart above indicates, I like interpreting them as two Kinsey 6's who have found their single exceptions, Mulder-and-Scully-style. Maybe one of the best things about their relationship is that it gets sidelined all the time for the plot. They're not so busy being in love that they forget to get shit done. Then they get a bit of downtime and get to go on a date, and you're like, aww, those sweet gay disaster babies are gonna do a little bit of heterosexuality. Just precious.

Tang Lian and Fairy Rui are right up there with the cuteness. She's a sex-positive dancing beauty who wants to ride that pretty boy like she stole him, and he's a shy sword boy so tightly bottled up that he'll explode if he sees a bare ankle. Avoiding spoilers, I will simply say that this is a pairing of two relatively soft people, until a bad thing happens to one of them and the other hardens up about it. If that's your jam, they're here for you.

Lei Wujie and Ye Ruoye are probably the most magical and the most practical of the bunch. They have a beautiful, super-dreamy, really horny sword-dance meet-cute, complete with its own pop song ... and then that's it, they're basically just together. She likes him, he likes her, good for them. In-laws aside, it's a refreshingly low-drama situation. Besides, I always love it when the hypercompetent woman gets the sweet, devoted himbo who'd do anything for her. Ruoye's had a hard life, and she deserves someone who can dick her down good at night and make her a nourishing breakfast the next morning.

And then there is, of course, The Ship:

Xiao Se and Wuxin are canonical, textual soulmates. The show treats their dynamic as more important than any other. It's so important, in fact, that the show has to sideline Wuxin for huge parts of the drama, lest everything get too damn gay. They each get a boyfriend catch on the other. They both do fairly reckless things when the other is in trouble. They are the secret hidden happy ending to the series. They share the kind of ride-or-die relationship built on mutually being the hugest bitches in any given room. Whether or not you think this is romance, it is extremely romantic, and the series agrees as much as it can, all things considered.

And if none of those flavors of love float your boat? Well, have you considered ... eunuchs?

3. She likes e4e

So I'm on record as being real into eunuch characters, right? Well, if you're with me on that, you are in for a treat here, because these are some absolutely buck-wild eunuchs.

There's five main ones, and I can't even begin to scratch the surface of what's going there. Like, really, I don't even think I understood all of what was happening with them. They're kind of the bad guys, but then they're kind of the good guys, but then some of them are the bad guys, but then they're just working for the bad guys, but then they screw over the bad guys, and ... it's just a lot, okay? It's a lot, and it's all happening with this bunch of catty bitches.

Also, you would not believe the difficult time I had finding any images for this section. I guess for some reason, fandom isn't way into a bunch of canonically dickless color-coordinated middle-aged men in weird hats? Whatever, man, they are missing out. If, however, you have the good sense to be into the intense and complicated (semi-romantic??) relationships among colleagues who also professionally just happen to be missing their external genitalia, buddy, strap in (and maybe strap on, depending).

Don't let me oversell how much these guys are in the show. They're not. They're vaguely important at points throughout, and they become incredibly important near the end, but they're hardly main characters. They're mostly back at the palace, doing their various schemes and looking absolutely fantastic.

So if they're such a minor part of the story, why do they get their own selling point? Well, I think their presence is a good example of two specific things about the show:

Specific thing the first: It's so queer -- not gay, but queer. Thinking back to my last selling point, you will notice how many of those straight pairings may look normie on the outside, but once you get down to it are not playing by cishet rules. (For instance, I've seen a lot of people read Tang Lian's resistance to sexual advances as asexuality, which, sure!) Likewise, there are lots of incredibly important, intimate relationships that don't conform to standard romantic pair dynamics. Add to that a lot of bodies with unusual characteristics and conditions, and you've got the makings of plenty of delightful non-normative love stories.

Specific thing the second: There are so many things going on with so many side characters that there's a kink here for everyone. Don't care for eunuchs? How about slinky villains with mind-control powers? Devoted servants who would do anything for their masters? Former bad guys who owe life-debts to the good guys who saved them? Bonded pairs traipsing around the jianghu together? Sons nursing legitimate grudges against the men who killed their fathers? Alcoholic widowers with incredibly slutty necklines? Mysterious cross-dressers with unconvincing moustaches? Vengeful brides? Martial siblings? Murderous royals? Guilt-ridden half-siblings? Boring star-crossed lovers? All these and more! It's a smorgasbord of rarepair fuel!

Also, I just love these toxic drama queens. It's like if RuPaul's Drag Race had the authority to have you executed.

4. The most intriguing outfits I've ever seen in anything (and yes, I'm including Winter Begonia)

Time for a fashion show!

The asymmetrical fits, the detailed embroidery on everything, the brilliant colors -- everybody just looks so good. And yet everything still looks ... eh, I don't know if "practical" is the word I want, but at least wearable. Nobody's dragging ten-foot trains of fabric behind them or wrapped in eighty floofy layers of gauze (except Rui, but she's special). Their outfits are strange and elaborate, but they don't defy physics.

What's truly stunning is how often they get new outfits. Xiao Se alone changes clothes about once every other episode, and more if he's getting a flashback. He is the fashion plate of the whole series, and every look he serves is pitch-perfect.

They're not outright color-coded, but the main characters do have certain colors associated with them -- which is extra-fun when you watch those colors bleeding into their friends' clothes as their relationships get stronger. I also think -- and I'm willing to be proven wrong on this point, but I think I'm right -- that they recycle some characters' outfits into parts of other characters' outfits. On more than one occasion, I'd swear that Lei Wujie shows up wearing the left half of something Xiao Se was wearing a few episodes back (tailored to fit him, of course, because that dumb ponytail boy is tall).

Where I think the costume design gets massive points, though, is that the costumes are themselves adaptations.

Before the live-action series, there was a 2018 3D animated donghua. I have never watched the latter, but apparently the drama is intensely faithful to the animated visuals, to the point where some fights are shot-for-shot remakes.

Of course, you can do a lot more with unreal clothing and bodies in animation -- and you can show a lot more skin, at least according to Chinese content laws. The live-action costumers chose to preserve about as many of the appearance beats from the donghua as they could manage, while still accepting the limitations of real-life bodies and materials. You can see some side-by-side comparisons here. The live-action outfits manage to be instantly recognizable without being slavishly devoted recreating to their inspirations.

So if you're sick and tired of dreary, ill-lit shows with bland palettes, this vibrant, colorful drama may be just the thing for you. It's a rainbow from start to finish.

5. Actually a good central plot?

Despite all the wacky delightful shounen nonsense that this show has -- and it has a lot -- the core of the whole narrative, which is Xiao Se's story, is surprisingly great and cohesive.

The short version is this: Xiao Se used to be Xiao Chuhe, sixth prince and somewhat heir apparent. Then he and his jerk-ass dad had a falling-out that resulted in the prince's having his martial arts abilities all but taken from him. He's been living the life of a very well-dressed innkeeper for several years, trying to avoid all of that palace garbage. But now his jerk-ass dad is dying, which means that a lot of horrible decisions are finally having unfortunate consequences for everyone, and Xiao Se's got to get back in there to make sure everything does not go to shit and land someone terrible on the throne -- even if it has to mean taking it himself.

His central conflict is between what he used to be and what he's become. Does he miss being Xiao Chuhe, high-ranked martial artist and future emperor? Or is he happier being Xiao Se, long-suffering nobody who can barely run a business, much less hold his own in a fight? What would he be willing to do to get back what he's lost? What are his obligations to himself versus his obligations to everyone else? How much is he responsible for his father's bullshit? And why has he wound up having to babysit this stupid Fire Puppy?

It's okay, they're best friends now. Lei Wujie decided.

No spoilers, but I liked Xiao Se's ending a lot. I feel it's very true to the character and shows a real understanding of who he is and what he values. And really, at the end of the day, sometimes all you need for a happy ending is your girlfriend, your girlfriend's girlfriend, your girlfriend's girlfriend's boyfriend who's also your boyfriend, your other boyfriend, his girlfriend, and your long-distance for-real soulmate.

Feel like giving the youths a try?

You can find them on YouTube or on Viki. But be absolutely sure that no matter where you watch it, you make sure to go watch the epilogue as well. (And if you get real into the story, well, here's a link to information about all the other adaptations.)

You are also welcome for how I did not spend this post going off for five hundred years on how much I love Wuxin and his funky relationship to Buddhism. I figured that's way too niche of a selling point for most people, and might indeed have even been counterproductive. But know that I could have.

Also, I'm very happy about the announcement of a second season, because that's going to mean Liu Xueyi has to shave his head again, and he looks unbearably good with a shaved head.

Oh yeah, did I forget to mention the whole motorcycle photoshoot?

In case you hadn't noticed, the whole cast is stupidly hot. Hachi machi.

#the blood of youth #少年歌行 #bloody youths #i made this #rec post #the party is a polycule #LeiDHD

[albert-tsum]

I just want to give my thoughts on the whole "Wesker preys on Rebecca due to the photo in RE2" rumors since it still seems to be relevant and discussed about? (atleast there are posts, asks and comments on Tumblr, Instagram and Pinterest and probably Tiktok and Twitter about that from this or last year)

Tl:dr I don't think he ever felt something for her* and if I'd be sure he preys on her I wouldn't have this tsum and account

Soo just a few reasons why I think so and information I came across when I was researching this, this post will be way too long but here we go

*if you have official canon information saying he is into her pls write me but I didn't come across smth like that (yet) and also feel free to inform me if my information are false

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1) it's an *easter egg* most likely put in by the devs for the player to see and not meant to be canon information (you have to search the desk multiple times, I think that indicates it's an easter egg and not any canon information they want the player necessarily to know)

2) the RE devs love *fanservice*, just look at e.g. some outfits of their female characters, putting the device control on Jills chest etc so it's not unrealistic that they do that shit to Rebecca too even tho she's only 18

3) the picture was *undeveloped* so Wesker couldn't even know what the photo looked like, also there is no evidence or indication that he took the photo like some people assume, they simply could have placed a camera on or in his desk to but there isn't

4) it has smth like "new member/recruit" written on its back (and yeah it was kinda weirdly translated as "rising rookie" in RE2 but I think that meant the same as the japanese text) so it seems to be a official photo given to the STARS captains and showing her in (an official RPD) Basketball uniform would show that she's athletic, smth important for her job und the uniform is designed by Capcom bc as I said they love skimpy outfit fanservice stuff (also she is knowingly posing for the photo so it's not a creepy stalker pic made without her permission)

5) the desk is *most likely shared with Enrico Marini* who is the actual captain of BRAVO team, the team Rebecca is a member of and not ALPHA team which was lead by Wesker

6) also some canon stuff about the interactions of Wesker and Rebecca:

Well, the only canon interaction between them has Wesker shooting her without hesitation, if they wanted him to be into her they could simply having him try to abduct her and showing her the tyrant in RE1 remake to impress her but no he doesn't care about her and is focused on Chris

(Also I saw some fanart, posts etc where they depict Rebecca being the fav of STARS Wesker while hating Chris which is bs bc he rarely knew Rebecca since she just joined a short time before the mansion incident and Wesker compliments Chris, saying he is his best man and is proud of him)

7) also in RE0 when he and Birkin are watching Rebecca and Billy they could simply put a creepy line from Wesker about her but he is just neutral about her

Also there is no notion that he tried to come after her post RE1 or to observe or abduct her

Sooo, sorry for bringing that topic back, maybe I'll delete this later because it's unnecessary but I just felt like writing that

PS: I am fully aware that Wesker is a horrible human being and it's understandable to hate him but that doesn't automatically mean he's a sexual predator

#albert wesker #chris redfield #resident evil #biohazard #rebecca chambers #resident evil wesker #resident evil 2 #resident evil 2 remake #william birkin

[ickmick]

*ive had to edit this post about 4 times already, sorry for scuff idk if its fixed yet??

hey tumblr dot com heres some magnus archives (literally just jon) content i posted to twitter but with significantly less rambling (its a mess over there... i am trying to make tma enjoyer friends but am also bad at doing such and have resorted to rambling) /hj /silly

currently drawing jon as i see him in each season/arc so yeah... the other 2 things were me figuring out how i wanna draw him generally (im still not 100% sure)

rambles and outfit inspo under the cut!

i finished the podcast a mere 3 days ago after finally getting back to it after like a year or something, and i will never be the same /hj

im already considering listening a 2nd time, both to take notes for behaviors n shit but also just to like- return to it in full lol

anyways heres the photos from pinterest im using as inspo for that first s1 outfit (button up with a tie under a green sweater vesr tucked into black slacks with a some kinda built in belt... bro probably go those oxfords too what a loser /aff /silly

ive already decided hes going to wear a long skirt around *checks notes* probably s3, post police warrant or whatever you want to call that whole arc (i say, knowing full well what to call it)

the rest of the outfits will be a silly surprise for now but yes. thrive knowing he will be put in a lovely skirt and will grow out his curly hair and be ever so queer (its 2am im just saying words atp)

im now going to sleep, so goodnight and feel extremely free to message me if you wanna ramble about tma or jon or something of that sort, i have no friends who have listened to tma as far as im aware XD

#if i sound like a wet cat... #its probably because i am #thats ok #it just means i have something in common with jon /hj #but really id love to be friends i promise i am normal and not an eldritch cryptid like being (questionable) #/silly #now the real tags #i will probably forget things as i usually do #the magnus archives #tma #jonathan sims #jon sims #magnus archives #uhhh... #yeah ive already forgotten what i wanted to tag #oh well #ickmicktalks #ickymicky #i think thats my art tag... i think... #im going to bed now

[katiifaetarot]

Before we start:

Thank you to that anonymous person/message i recieved last night regarding my previous tarot reading blog post, I only recieved one, but boy did it make me feel better about my current path and where i am headed! Thank you for taking the time to send that message, i greatly FKN appreciate it and it gave me confidence and drive to keep going today!! ♡♡

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Hello friends, beings, and starlights! This is my third tarot reading on here and Im new to the tarot community (at least on this specific platform) and would like to help guide, give honest/TRUTHFUL advice, and be a safe space for anyone+everyone who feels safe here! 🧚🏽‍♀️✨️

My goals/intentions are always to help others through my experience, to teach/guide them to work on themselves, and encourage them to find the strength, courage, discipline, and honest wisdom within themselves, without looking for outside validation!

** I AM NOT A MEDICAL OR HEALTH PROFESSIONAL; PLEASE USE YOUR OWN JUDGEMENT AND DISCERNMENT TO DETERMINE IF YOU NEED OR WANT TO SEEK PROPER HELP OR TREATMENTS FOR YOURSELF OUTSIDE OF TUMBLR OR SOCIAL MEDIA!!

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Today's reading is short, simple, sweet, and straight to the point: Messages you need to recieve for the New Month starting today! Feb 1st, 2024 ( sooo its not timeless but also is timeless b/c time is wacky and weird HA )˚ʚ♡ɞ˚

There are 4 piles and you will be picking through your pile's SPECIFIC Oracle Card! (may sound confusing, but basically, you're picking using the word associated with your pile's oracle card for today!!) which is right below this text! Feel free to look at the specific photos for each pile if you feel called too!

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✨️🧚🏽‍♀️please choose your pile and may your intuition and inner knowing guide you to the pile with the energy most suited for you and most suited to help you along your path at this current point in time, no matter what that might sound like🧚🏽‍♀️✨️

PILE 1- Mindful

PILE 2- Soulful

PILE 3- Peace

PILE 4- Balance

** sometimes ( most of the time ) i will pick up on multiple energies that need attention or want to be expressed during the reading so i ASK YOU TO UNDERSTAND THIS DURING THOSE TYPES OF READINGS:

depending on how the reader chooses to look at the situation or however the situation resonates for the reader and because this is a general reading;

⚠️you HAVE to be able to use your better discernment + better judgement skills to fully absorb the message and be able to do the necessary work to keep you on track for the future you WANT for yourself⚠️

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PILE 1: Mindful

New Month Message(s): FOCUS ON FILLING YOUR DAILY LIFE WITH QUALITY SITUATIONS, FOCUS ON BALANCING OUT YOUR LIFE AND YOUR INTERNAL HEAD SPACE, FOCUS ON CULTIVATING YOUR DESIRED FUTURE!!

Stop paying attention to people,places, or things that no longer matter. This new month is trying to teach you the lesson of mindfulness. Which means stillness.....which also essentially means meditating and not being afraid of silence. Patience.

Sometimes mediating can be standing on your front or back porch for 1-5mins in nature, absorbing what you're grateful for in that particular moment or letting go of someone/something which no longer brings you peace or no longer helps with cultivating healthier habits. ((Take it how it resonates but be aware there are soooo many more examples that could apply here as well, just use YOUR discernment and trust your intuition please!!))

The point is that meditating looks differently for everyone, or maybe the same sometimes!! But regardless, you must find a way to fully tap into the silence that will help you learn patience this month.

And yes this will take mental fortitude and strength on YOUR part to fully absorb + CREATE these moments that help you find balance, rest, MINDFULNESS, resiliency, PATIENCE, etc. But that word create is important here b/c, YOU HAVE TO BE PAYING ATTENTION TO HOW YOU FEEL, WHAT YOU NEED, WHAT YOU WANT, WHAT YOUR BODY NEEDS/WANTS, WHO IS AROUND YOU, etc!!!! to even CREATE a space or CREATE time for yourself that focuses on the practice of mindfulness.

(( some of you have to be willing to admit that you might need some proper rest first before you can even BEGIN a mindfulness routine for yourself that will stick!! ))

YOU have to do the work or else you wont see the changes you want. YOU also have to accept things for how they are now and be willing to see your mistakes and do better.

This month will be huge for you, if you allow yourself to fully feel what needs to be released, start cultivating mindfulness for your future endeavors, and just resting. Just rest and allow yourself to feel the flow of life while also understanding: You are a human, who is doing human things, and living a human expirence; So tap into the hope, strength, and wisdom that comes along with this journey called life.

Also dont be afraid to do things differently!! Maybe you're the trendsetter of the century ;)

This month is all about believing in yourself pile 1, So Just Do It !!!!!!

Things to do OR look into this February:

Yoga or Meditations on YouTube, Going out to classes that focus on Meditation or Yoga in the real world, REIKI, Listening to chakra meditations while you sleep ( specifically getting sacral + solar plexus chakras ), Taking walks in nature to appreciate things around you.

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PILE 2: Soulful

New Month Message(s): TAP INTO YOUR DEPTH, TAP INTO THE PRIDE YOU FEEL FOR YOURSELF AND HOW FAR YOU'VE COME, TAP INTO YOUR MOST LOVING, AUTHENTIC, RAWEST FORM!

Pile 2, this month is all about being authentic(soulful) WITHOUT FEAR! dont let your fears or doubts hold you back from doing or being what you want/need for yourself right now!

Collaboration could be HUGE this month if you're willing to change how you view yourself, your skills, your abilities, your achievements, your- etc!!! Focusing on building yourself up instead of tearing yourself down will make new possibilities and opportunities happen for you.

Stop doubting and playing the victim! Its time to stand tf up and CELEBRATE YOURSELF!! You have done alot of work and gone through HEAVY situations to get yourself to here and now. So BE FULLY AND TOTALLY proud of yourself for how far you have come and get excited for more!!!

You know life isnt fair to good people sometimes, so why dwell or wallow when you could just as easily Journal about w/e is or was bothering you and let that SHIIIZZZ gooooo!!!

Dont carry unnecessary burdens. Tap into your passion, your drive, YOUR DETERMINATION!! flourish in your authentic and soulful self! Dont be afraid of showing up how you've always wanted to show up in the world! Its okay to be different, cooky, wacky, WEIRD!!! as long as you're happy......who gives a FDDUCK!

CERTAINLY NOT YOU BECAUSE YOU'RE TOO BUSY BEING YOUR WONDERFUL, INSPIRING, RICH IN ABUNDANCE SELLLF TO CARE!!

You're ready to take on life and all its battles, you are a fighter-WARRIOR- and truthfully life only gets tougher, but it also gets easier to deal with once you trust yourself to handle anything that MIGHT come your way by utilizing your skills and abilities for your betterment instead of using your preceptiveness as a way to hurt yourself or tear you down.

Things to do OR look into this February:

journaling, dressing up however you want, going out and expirencing something new, do something you're afraid of doing, sit with your accomplishments and thank yourself for how far you've come but also acknowledge the road to your future in some way.

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PILE 3: Peace

New Month Message(s): DONT CHASE BUT ATTRACT WHAT YOU DESIRE, FOCUS ON YOUR NEEDS, CULTIVATING EMOTIONAL BOUNDARIES // BETTER BOUNDARIES IN GENERAL!!

Pile3, you're so soft, nurturing, kind, gentle, nice, and so many more wonderful words but you're also stubborn(>_<)

Its not about the outside, its about the inside. Refocusing your attention on what you NEED to calm your mind and what you NEED to balance out your dreams with your reality, etc.....will do wonders for manifestations coming in or out!

You're beautiful pile 3, and this month is asking you to focus on yourself before going out and trying to fit new people in your life. Focus on the ones you have now that give you care, attention, and love in healthy ways********* while also getting rid of people that dont respect you or deserve your kind and compassionate energy.

This month is about Tapping into your emotions and understanding that EXPRESSING your emotions will ultimately bring you closer to what you desire....but you have to forget about what you want. Focus on what YOU NEEEEEEEED!!!!!

Dont chase, Attract means believing that what you want(deserve) wont pass you by, and the more you enjoy your own company and get to know yourself deeper, the more you can appreciate things around you and maybe even find that SP or New Job or NEW ANYTHING!!

save yourself for the correct people, but first you must do the necessary work inside yourself to even trust yourself enough to show up infront of the correct people authentically and unapologetically too.

work on maintaining and setting the healthy/proper boundaries within yourself to help you express any or ALL boundaries you will have with other people later in life! Dont be afraid, use your voice! If someones reaction is less then pleasant when enforcing a boundary......leave. They dont appreciate or respect you.

Seriously get rid of any negative self talk or negative people/energies in your life! Stay calm and present as you navigate who needs to go and what in your mind also needs to go.

Things to do OR look into this February:

feeling your raw emotions without shame, saving money, shifting perspectives, taking self-care days seriously, more YOU TIME! setting and maintaining boundaries, releasing the anger, sadness, hurt, or all of the PAST IN GENERAL!! Forgiveness is key--either towards yourself or someone else.

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PILE 4: Balance

New Month Message(s): BALANCE YOUR MIND TO BALANCE YOUR SURROUNDINGS, HEART NEEDS SOME HEALING, HERMIT MODE NEEDS TO BE ACTIVATED SO YOU CAN FOCUS ON YOURSELF WITHOUT DISTRACTION!!

okaaayy pile 4 :(, im.sorry for any loss or heartbreak you may have suffered recently or in the past that still affects you and your mental state.

But its time to move on. Maybe not forgive, just yet, but a release needs to happen so you can fully enjoy your life again.....or even just enjoy YOUR energy again.

This will require a hard stop and HARD look into what is causing imbalances in your daily life. Continuing to walk away from old cycles, patterns, ways of being, ways of doing, comfortability that keeps your complacent, fears, doubts, etc. Will ultimately help you keep a balanced mind and calm demeanor too.

Allow the hurt to wash over you first, of course....but your self care this month is fundamentally about bringing back balance to your life that has grown overcrowded with too many commitments and responsibilities.

Which is why You NEED to take either a mini hermit mode ( if you can//when you can ) or a HUGE HERMIT MODE!!! so that the hermit mode will afford you with opportunities to get rid of what no longer needs to be bothering you and help you focus on what NEEDS your attention.

Feeling suspended or stuck right now might make you feel uncomfortable, but working through the uncomfortableness to ultimately get yourself to movement on the other side will be so worth the lonely nights and harder ones too. Once again, i am truly sorry but i also believe you can get through this too!

Things to do OR look into this February:

reading that book you have, reading a completely new book, try a new recipe!, make space for quiet time for yourself, look into those projects you've been wanting to make progress in, making time and putting effort in yourself!

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I sincerely hope you received what you needed and released what you don't !! See you again soon!! Take it easyyy and just breathe and fllooowwww!!! you got this! byyeee~🧚🏽‍♀️✨️

**please let me know how I'm doing in any way you can! that is the easiest way to support me and also a good way to signal to me that I should keep going + any helpful advice from the community would be welcomed and appreciated 🥺 🥹 🙏🏼

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**ONCE AGAIN, I AM NOT A MEDICAL OR HEALTH PROFESSIONAL; PLEASE USE YOUR OWN JUDGEMENT AND DISCERNMENT TO DETERMINE IF YOU NEED OR WANT TO SEEK PROPER HELP OR TREATMENTS FOR YOURSELF OUTSIDE OF TUMBLR OR SOCIAL MEDIA!!

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[auncyen]

ok take 2 on this idea

Hikari hasn't been the same since rekindling Ku's flame. His voice was heavy with grief right after he and Agnea had the vision of its dousing; he let her explain to everyone else what they'd seen Kazan do, what they'd heard him say, and spoke only a few words to confirm it, as if every syllable took effort. Partitio had been relieved when he found the determination to keep going, but...now he wasn't so sure.

The grief had left Hikari's voice. Everything else seemed to have left, too. When Partitio asked how he was doing, the answer was "Well", brief as a flicker of the light Temenos was providing and completely flat in tone. Hikari managed to muster concern in his voice when he asked Partitio about an injury he'd got from one of those strange darkling beasts, but even that seemed a pale shadow of how he'd spoken before. And when Castti had finished patching Partitio up and he pulled Hikari close for them to lay down together--they'd been trying to be subtle about it before, but with the night not ending people had gotten real obvious with their affections to comfort each other--Hikari let himself be pulled and lay down with him, but that was it. He didn't get any closer, didn't reach for Partitio, didn't nestle his head against his chest. Partitio sighed, reaching to take Hikari's hand, interlacing their fingers. Hikari didn't seem to mind it, making no motion to pull away. Making no motion at all. His own fingers were limp.

"Hikari," Partitio said. "I think you need to talk about it."

"About what?"

"What Kazan did to you."

Hikari didn't answer immediately. He stared up at the darkness that had blotted out every star in the sky, and Partitio thought he was either going to get a real response or none at all. "Kazan used me," he said. "He hurt me. But you need not worry. It no longer hurts."

Oh, that was a load of hooey. "Then why are you acting like this?"

"My apologies. What am I doing?"

"Hikari--" Partitio rolled himself up on one elbow, trying to get a good look at Hikari's face to gauge if he really didn't realize or was trying to squirm out of talking about it--either seemed possible.

Hikari's face was completely blank. Like he was posing for one of those photos you had to sit real long and still for. It was only after his eyes flicked and he caught Partitio looking at him that his expression changed. An uneasy feeling stirred in Partitio's gut, thinking of some of the townsfolk they'd tried talking to who didn't seem aware of the too-long night. There'd been something funny in their faces too. Lights on, nobody home. "Hikari," Partitio said, lifting their interlocked hands to give Hikari's a squeeze and a kiss on the back, "you're--you're with us, right? You're--it's all right if you're not all right, after what he pulled. But you're here with us."

Hikari's eyes moved to their hands and his face softened. His fingers finally curled around Partitio's as he tugged their hands down so he could return the kiss on Partitio's hand. "I am here with you. Please, do not worry about me."

"Bit of a tall order, hun," Partitio told him. "Think we're all worried about each other right now." But he was relieved to get some kind of emotion out of Hikari, enough to drop the subject and curl closer to him for sleep. He'd press him more after they'd rekindled the other flames if he still wouldn't open up. Right now was a strange time. No one could say they were doing great. They just needed to be with each other right now.

They had to travel by sea to the flames in Flamechurch and Toto'haha, and the dark waters were still infested by huge monsters. Hikari was still acting oddly flat most of the time, but in fights he was so ferocious that at times Partitio wondered if the shadow was bothering him again. There was no change in his eyes though, no unnatural tendrils of darkness, at least that could be spotted by the lanterns strung up around the ship. He didn't seem to be using Light's Radiance, either. Partitio wasn't sure what was going on there.

The Scourge of the Sea returned to try getting in their way again. Hikari dispatched it readily, but the monster got in one good strike, its huge, meaty hand dripping with water batting him across the deck. After the fight, Castti raced to check Hikari over.

"I am fine," Hikari told her.

"Do not give me that," Castti scolded him. "It hit you hard enough--you're bleeding!"

Partitio's eyes bugged, and he circled around Hikari to see what Castti had spotted--four shallow but painful-looking jagged slashes going up diagonally across Hikari's back. The Scourge had been smacking him away, but its claws were so big it'd still caught him good. Why hadn't Hikari asked for help sooner? Why--he'd just told Castti he was fine?

"Sit down and take off your shirt so I can treat you," Castti ordered, and Hikari did so. "This may sting--"

She slathered on a paste from one of her jars on a part of the claw marks, and then paused. Partitio knew from experience that concoction could sting like hell, but Hikari hadn't made any reaction. No wince or sucked in breath, no twitching, nothing.

"Hikari? Did you feel anything?"

There was a pause that shouldn't be there, given it was a simple yes or no question.

"Hikari, can you feel anything?" Castti asked.

"...No," Hikari said. "A sword doesn't need to."

#hikari ku #partitio yellowil #octopath traveler 2 #octopath traveler 2 spoilers #partikari

[weirdxonekimberlyx]

How do you make money as a diaper model, and do you think the same can be achieved by male diaper models

I got started reaching out to ABDL studios and online companies because, back when I got started it was difficult to find platforms to sell your content yourself. Now days there are SO many ways to do it yourself and get your content seen and sold without needing ONE specific buyer (like a company or studio) and, YES! I have encouraged other male ABDL's to get into modeling and several have gone on to do very well for themselves! My advice for Male ABDL's who want to make a living as a model: #1. Be aware and comfortable with men being your primary customers, I know a few bois who refuse the idea of selling content to other men, but, truth is, we still live in a world where woman are really looked down on for looking at p*rn, much less buying it. But, on that note I want to also say that, the "perverts" and the "creepers" buying p*rn? Yeah thats rare, 99% of the male clients who buy my content and interact with me are really awesome, easy going and great to work with. Dont let the societal idea that "only weirdo's buy p*rn!" scare you, you'll make some awesome friends! #2.Dont get discouraged when you begin. I see this in many newbies who get started, they often think that SW is "easy money" its only "easy" because you have control and can do it when you have the time, otherwise its STILL gonna take work and you are still going to have to market yourself. That means, being active on social media, talking to potential clients, reaching, If you seen my last post where I said "you get what you put into this" I really mean that, this is a career where you make equal what you put in, the more time you devote each day the more you'll get from it. dont feel discouraged to not get "famous" instantly, it takes time. Go look at your favorite models that are "famous" how often are they posting new content? how often are they on social media? how active are their pages? #3. i always suggest trying multiple platforms to sell on and drop the ones you dont enjoy and stick to the ones you do. #4. If you want to work alongside other models, you need to become a presence within the community. reach out to studios and ask about doing scenes, get tested, build friendships with other models but remember, that too takes time :) Male ABDL models can absolutely do more than many think and can absolutely go far! Go for it! dont feel discouraged! If you ever feel discouraged just remember When I got started I reached out to literally hundreds of studios and got turned down A LOT! Like, I actually had a p*rn studio once tell me to fuck off when I tried sending them some of my photos and they told me I wouldnt ever sell my work. (jokes on them, they went out of business a year later) Point being, I am happy where I am at and where ive been so far, despite the sites and studios that turned me down when I first got started.

[whisker-biscuit]

The Lines We Cross: Chapter 2

Sunset Snake Eyes

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I know you

I walked with you once upon a dream

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There was something grim and urgent in the air when Carmelita stepped through the front doors of Interpol HQ the next day. Officers and office workers alike hurried back and forth without even glancing her way, and she felt a ball of unease settle in her stomach as she made her way up to the floor where her office was situated. Everyone was frantic around her like a hive of bees that had just lost their queen.

She turned a corner and nearly collided with Winthorp, who jumped a meter into the air with a squeak.

“Winthorp, what’s going on?” She asked. “Why is the entire department up in arms?”

“Ah - well - you see -” the otter stammered, and now that she was really looking at him, she could see the same lines of stress across his face as with everyone else. “I’m not - not really at liberty to say but - oh, yeah, about that! Inspector Barkley wants to s-see you right away!”

The inspector blinked, confused and concerned. “Again?”

“Yes! He wanted to see you as soon as you came into work!” Winthorp gave her an apologetic look. “I was - I was supposed to call to let you know but with - with everything going on I just -”

“It’s fine,” Carmelita cut him off before he could start rambling. She pivoted in place and started walking without looking back. “Thanks.”

“A-Anytime!”

The idea of returning to her boss’s office right on the heels of a major dressing-down had the woman’s stomach turning, but she kept her head high and tried not to let her nerves get the best of her. At the very least, he’d be able to tell her what the hell was going on around here without any sugarcoating.

Barkley didn’t even look up from his computer when Inspector Fox entered the room. He took a long puff of his cigar, baggy eyes illuminated by the small red glow, and smoke curled around his white mustache, giving the illusion of it being even bigger than it was. Smoking in the office meant he was beyond stressed- an even worse omen than everything else she’d seen this morning.

“You wanted to see me again, sir?” She asked as soon as the door was shut behind her.

“Fox,” he grunted, waving a hand towards the empty chair in front of his desk without looking up. Carmelita sat down immediately and resisted the urge to speak until he was done with his private train of thought.

Finally he pulled his eyes from his screen and set a thick manilla folder between them, flipping it open until it landed on a picture of a giant muscular bulldog sneering at the camera.

“What do you know about this man here?” The badger asked, steepling his fingers together as he squinted at her.

She glanced down at the photo. “Muggshot. Aliases “Two Gun Tony”, also known as “Meathead” Muggshot. Member of the Fiendish Five. Wanted in five countries with ten outstanding warrants for his arrest.”

Inspector Barkley didn’t move a muscle as she recited details from the criminal’s case file without having to read it. His brow drew even heavier down over his eyes.

“Sir, what’s this about? Why is everyone so frantic out there? Is it related to Muggshot? Did we finally pinpoint his location?”

“It’s less that we pinpointed it and more that he’s announced it,” her boss said, grim and gruff and angry. “Fourteen hours ago, Mesa City in Nevada, USA experienced a coordinated attack on its police force by a gang of canines. As of 2 AM our time, they’ve completely taken over the city and have driven out all its civilians. Muggshot has declared it as his territory.”

Inspector Fox’s mouth fell open.

“He - that’s - that’s ludicrous!” She exclaimed, unable to keep her total disbelief out of her tone. What kind of police force couldn’t keep a group of criminals from taking over an entire city?

The badger growled and pinched the bridge of his nose between two fingers. It was clear he was fighting a headache. “I’m well aware. And instead of sending in state or even federal officers, the US government wants us to take care of it. I was contacted barely an hour ago and told that we ‘needed to handle the situation as quickly as possible’.”

Ah. That explained the frenzy throughout the entire building. Carmelita pursed her lips and squared her shoulders.

“What do you want me to do, sir?” She asked, knowing that he wouldn’t have called her into his office just to bring her up to speed on something that even Winthorp could have told her.

“Right now, we need information. We don’t know how many people Muggshot has hired to defend his claim, what kinds of weapons or other resistance we’d be facing, or even where he’s stationed his base of operations. It’s a large city and I do not want my officers walking into a slaughter. The last thing we need on top of a takeover is a damn turf war.”

Her fists clenched in righteous rage, even as her head was spinning. “You want me to be a covert operative.”

“I do.” Barkley gave her a harsh, critical stare. “I know most of the cases you’ve taken have been raids or following criminal trails. This is an entirely different ball game. Subtlety is crucial here, and we can’t afford to screw this up. People’s entire lives and livelihoods are on the line. Do you understand, Fox?”

The inspector’s tongue felt like sandpaper inside her mouth as she answered. “Yes, sir. I won’t let you down.”

“Good.” Even so, her boss did not look entirely convinced. “Now get out of this office and go pack. You’ve got a plane to catch.”

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Mesa City was famous even outside of its own country. It was a thriving “boom town” that saw a lot of tourists, a lot of traffic, and a lot of wealth, and crime had always been remarkably low for such a large city. Now, there was absolutely nothing to suggest that it was anything other than a ghost town.

It turned Carmelita’s stomach as she killed the engine of her car and stepped cautiously out onto a deserted street. In fact, the entire city was devoid of anything that would normally classify it as a city; quiet and empty and completely dark. It left a chill in the air much deeper than the wind already whistling through the buttes and plateaus around it. There wasn’t a single other soul to be found here.

Except for one lone officer with something to prove.

The fox shivered and wrapped her beige jacket a little more securely around her, hiding her shock pistol at her hip and her Interpol badge at the base of her throat. Even so, she felt like a Christmas tree lit up in a dark void of light-sucking leeches, and every shadow and noise stood her fur on end as she took her first proper steps into Mesa City.

Covert ops. She’d run simulations in the academy and done a few simple cases here and there, but nothing on this scale, and she could already feel the oppressive hand of expectation weighing heavily on her shoulders.

Valedictorian, prodigy, expert marksman, youngest ever Interpol graduate - none of those pretty words of praise mattered when faced with ten to twenty years of hard experience dismissing her input on cases or cornering her in the break room to interrogate her about how she would respond to increasingly outlandish scenarios. Her most recent failure - the entire string of recent failures - was just the icing on the cake. If she messed this one up, none of the senior officers would ever take her seriously again.

Not even Barkley would be willing to back her up anymore.

No. No, she shook her head to clear the cloud threatening to dull her thoughts. You can do this. You will do this.

Second only to the Diva Diamond case, this was her biggest chance to show everyone just how capable she truly was. Muggshot was an infamous criminal, almost above her shiny new pay grade as a detective inspector. All Carmelita really needed to do was get the intel asked of her without getting caught, relay it back to HQ, and wait for backup to help in the raid proper.

All too easy. And if she was lucky enough, she might not even have to use her shock pistol.

Back straightening at the mental pep talk, Inspector Fox’s stride quickened into something a little more confident.

She could do this.

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Tony Bull-Mastiff took a long drag of his cigarette as he picked up another card from the deck. It was a bunk card to go with the rest of his bunk hand, and he huffed an irritated smoky breath out between clenched teeth. The dalmatian across from him, Inkspot Jackson, gave the slightest smirk in response.

“You’re cheating.”

“Nah. You just suck.”

The mastiff growled, but it did nothing to faze his opponent, who only stared coolly back at him without so much as a blink. The same could not be said for the third player at the table - a jittery little terrier whose name he didn’t care enough to learn - because he startled so badly he bumped the table enough to make it rattle.

“Watch it,” Tony snapped at him. The terrier jolted again but didn’t make it a problem for the rest of them, and they all settled back into their playing.

After a few more minutes, he leaned back in his chair, thoughts more preoccupied with something other than the game he was losing.

“So…what’s the deal with the kid?”

“What kid?”

“The raccoon. Why’s the boss carting him around with the pack? It’s pretty obvious he ain’t one of us.”

The other two dogs stared at him like he had just asked why the sky was blue. He stared them down, daring them to tell him he was an idiot for asking a simple question.

“Oh, right. I forgot you’re new to Muggshot’s crew.” Inkspot passed his cards back and forth between his hands with the grace of a professional dealer. “That ringtail has been around on and off for years. He’s Muggshot’s livin’ lockpick.”

Tony’s eyebrows shot up his forehead in interest. “Is he now? Where’d the guy find him?”

“No idea, and I’m not paid enough to care. You gonna play your turn or not?”

Instead of picking up another card he knew was going to lose him more money, the mastiff laid his hand down and leaned forward to pull the others into a conspiratorial huddle.

“Is he still here? You said he’s only around sometimes.”

Both dalmatian and terrier shared a look. It was the latter that piped up.

“Yeah, he’s still here. As soon as I finished setting up that special elevator to the penthouse, the boss carted him upstairs and hasn’t brought him down since. Why?”

“You helped with the elevator?” Inkspot asked, surprised.

“Forget all that,” Tony waved an irritated hand in the air to keep the conversation on topic. “That means he’s still up there, right?”

It took only a moment for his real question to register. The terrier shook his head adamantly.

“Don’t even think about it. He’s on the top floor.”

Nothing else needed to be said. No one, not even Mugshot’s favorite lackeys, stepped a foot higher than the ninth. Top floor was reserved for the bulldog and the bulldog alone.

That also meant, of course, that their boss’ special guest was off-limits, too. But off-limits had never stopped Tony “The Killer” B. before, and it wasn’t going to stop him now. He stood, picked up his cards, and offered it to the dalmatian with a scheming grin.

“Well. The boss is out on the town tonight and I got a job that could use a safecracker. How's about we stop playing for chump change and get our money’s worth for our fine work on this big job?”

The terrier started to protest, but Tony’s looming figure shut him up real quick. Inkspot eyed the offered cards with a greedy gleam in his eye that was only offset by a healthy dose of fear.

“What happens if Muggshot finds out about any of this? He’s shot men for much less than stealin’ from him, in case you didn’t know.”

“We’re not stealin’. We’re just borrowin’ without permission. We’ll get what we want and put the kid back in his cradle before you can finish a round of Texas Hold’em. Whaddya say?”

The dalmatian still hesitated, having been in Muggshot’s gang for far longer and well-aware of his infamous temper. But ultimately, the promise of money won over, and he took the cards with his own creeping grin.

“Spark,” he said to the terrier, who looked like he was going to have an aneurysm, “do you know how to get into that special elevator?”

Spark whined as they both turned to him. “If you think I’m goin’ along with a stupid scheme like this -”

“C’mon, ‘Spark’,” Tony gave a laugh that was more of a growl, wrapping one burly arm around the other dog’s much tinier frame. “Do you really wanna let this city’s pretty things go to waste? What’s the point in scarin’ everybody away if we can’t take advantage of their absence?”

“I wanna not be shot to pieces,” he replied, exasperated and stressed, but the slightest squeeze of the mastiff’s hand made him grimace. “Okay! Fine! Only if we’re in and out as fast as possible.”

“Look who you’re talkin’ to here, pal. Between the three of us, it’s gonna take twenty minutes tops. Now what was that about gettin’ into the special elevator?”

The terrier led them unwillingly to the hotel’s front lobby, where he pulled a shiny blue key out from one pocket.

“I’m one of the only guys who knows maintenance,” he explained when Inkspot’s mouth fell open at the sight of it. “The boss trusts me cause he has to.”

“Then it sure is a good thing we found ya first, huh?” Tony grunted, getting impatient. “Go on, then.”

Spark unlocked the cubby and pulled the lever to call the elevator down; all three dogs watched with different levels of respect as it appeared out of its genius secret hiding place and opened for them without any hassle or opposition.

They went straight up to the top floor and began searching rooms. Inkspot’s nose worked double-time to pick up the raccoon’s scent and it had him leading the others down one specific hallway.

It didn’t take long to find what they were looking for. A single suite door was barricaded from the outside with a thick wooden plank nailed horizontally across it, sticking out like a sore thumb among a dozen other untouched doors. Tony grinned and made short work of ripping the plank right off.

The door itself wasn’t locked, and they all barged in as one large, muscular group. Just as expected, there was a raccoon inside, who sat up quickly where he’d been lying on a fancy plush bed, staring at the three of them in surprise. When they advanced into the room, the kid got to his feet and tried to keep his distance.

“Who are you? What do you want?” He asked, prickly in every word.

Tony grinned. “We’re here to collect ya for a job. Boss’s orders.”

The raccoon looked each of them up and down and then took another step back. His eyes shifted to the red backpack at the foot of his bed, just out of his reach.

“What, don’t believe us?”

“No,” he said, curt, “because Muggshot always comes for me himself. What do you really want?”

The mastiff’s lip pulled back in an irritated snarl. “Fine, brat. We're enjoyin’ a night out on the town and we'd like you to join us.”

“What is that supposed to mean?” The raccoon spit back, inching away from the trio as Inkspot circled around towards his left side.

“Not whatever you think it is.” Already impatient, the dog crossed the room in two strides, forcing his target to flatten himself against the wall just to avoid touching him. “This city is officially ours, so I figured that includes anything shiny that catches my eye.”

He shot one arm out to catch the raccoon by the front of his hoodie before he could even think of trying to duck under him in retreat.

“And from what I hear, you got a special little talent for getting into things yer not s'pposed to.”

The kid's expression darkened and he looked away, tense as a bowstring. His next words came out in a mumble - a last ditch effort to dissuade the pack.

“Muggshot isn't going to like that you took me out of my room without permission, you know.”

“What the boss don't know won't make him mad. And besides, we won’t be gone long. No one’s gonna notice that you’re gone.”

The other two dogs shared an apprehensive glance, but they didn’t say their concerns out loud. Tony grinned and lifted the raccoon to his eye level.

“You ain’t gonna cause no trouble for us now, got it? Muggshot ain’t gotta know ‘bout your little late-night outing. We’re just takin’ ya for a walk. Seein’ the sights.”

The kid’s gaze flickered between the three of them. It was clear he was weighing the immediate danger of their presence against the potential danger of Muggshot. And while they all feared the bulldog’s wrath, it would only come to pass if he found out. These three could and would do very real damage, very fast. Their unwilling guest seemed to understand that, at least, because he eventually wilted in the bruiser’s hold.

“Good boy.” Tony dropped him, and he stumbled to catch himself. “Hurry up and get yer shoes on. The sooner we leave the sooner we get back.”

After shooting a nasty look at the dog, he crouched to slide on the shoes sitting at the end of his bed. His fingers closed around the handles of his red backpack as he stood up, but Inkspot pulled it out of his hold before he could sling it across his back.

“What's in here?” He asked, giving it a suspicious sniff.

“My lockpicking stuff. I'll need it if I'm going to help you get what you want.”

“Hmm…” The dalmatian unzipped the largest compartment and started rummaging through it. He pulled out a golden hook, which made the kid stiffen. “What’s this? Doesn’t look like a lockpick to me.”

“It’s - it’s like a crowbar. I use it to pry open heavy doors.” His hands twitched at his sides as the dog turned it over and over. “I don’t exactly have the strength that you guys do.”

Tony snorted. Inkspot smirked. Even Spark let out a strange little squeak that could have been a laugh. The hook was dumped back into the backpack and it was pushed into the raccoon's arms, who zipped it up and clutched it close before any of them changed their minds.

Tony grabbed him by the arm and steered him out of the room.

“Let’s go.”

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Carmelita’s ears perked up at the sound of shattering glass and the excited holler of criminals. She peered around the corner of a building to see three muscled dogs sauntering out of a jewelry shop, draped in silver and gems and god knew what else.

“Not a bad haul, eh, boys?” The largest of them crowed, patting another hard at his back with diamond-encrusted bracelets wrapped around his fingers like brass knuckles. “Can’t argue with results, can ya?”

The inspector felt her hackles rise at the sight. How dare these men flaunt their violence and disrespect of the law while thousands of people had to flee their homes, their businesses, their livelihoods?

Before she got the chance to even take a step out from the shadow of the building, one of the dogs turned back and pulled a fourth member out through the shattered front door. A raccoon, looking no older than seventeen or eighteen, who stood uncomfortably between the three like he would rather be anywhere else.

He’s not wearing any jewelry, Carmelita noticed with narrowed eyes. The police reports had claimed that all of Muggshot’s followers were canine, and almost all with criminal records already. But this…kid, looked more like a civilian than a crook.

He murmured something that she was too far away to catch. Whatever it was, the biggest dog – the leader of this posse, she was guessing – didn’t like it at all. With a snarl, he lunged for the raccoon, who made a valiant attempt at avoidance but hit a brick wall of muscle as the other two dogs corralled him.

Large meaty hands grabbed the kid by his shirt collar, lifting him off his feet. He kicked the air uselessly with panicked eyes as the dog spit a nasty threat an inch from his face.

Inspector Fox decided she had seen enough.

“Halt!”

Everyone froze as she finally revealed herself, shock pistol loaded and raised.

“Put him down right now and put your hands in the air,” she commanded, turning her body so that the light of the nearest street lamp caught the badge at her throat. “The three of you are all under arrest.”

The dogs blinked at her in simultaneous shock. Then the biggest one threw his head back and began to laugh, letting his hostage slip between giant fingers and land on his feet with only a small stumble.

“Like any of us are scared ‘a you, doll,” the mastiff sneered. “Don’t know why you raided the local cop station for that gun and badge, but it won’t do ya any good here. You should’ve run with the rest of the city.”

Carmelita’s lip curled in disgust. Her raised arm remained steady and focused. “I’m giving you the count of three to surrender before I shoot.”

“Try us, bitch.”

“One.”

The inspector prepared herself for a fight as the pack all began squaring their shoulders and pounding their fists in a pathetic attempt to intimidate her.

“Two.”

The safety on her pistol was clicked back as she locked eyes with the raccoon. Saw him hesitate. Saw him calculate.

Saw him make a decision.

“Three!”

He rushed forward, ducking past the startled dogs as he booked for her. The dalmatian made a grab for him and met a direct hit from Carmelita’s pistol instead. The goon went down as the other two caught up to what was happening, just in time for the kid to reach his would-be rescuer.

Instead of stopping, however, he grabbed her wrist and kept running, forcing her to stumble after him when he gunned for the nearest alley. The criminals roared behind them, far too close for comfort, so the inspector whipped her pistol around and shot the smallest dog who fell like a rock. His larger companion tripped right over him, hitting the concrete just as hard as the other two had. Satisfied, she turned back just as the raccoon veered off the street and out of sight with her in tow.

The alley held a dumpster and an opposite exit and not much else. Just as Carmelita took a step towards the other street, her rescue-e surprised her once again by scrambling up onto the dumpster and pulling her with him with his still-iron grip on her wrist.

“What are you -”

“Sh-sh-sh!” He hissed, pointing up at a low-hanging ledge on the building’s roof above them. Her eyes lit in understanding.

With a single leap she sprung up and grabbed it, pulling herself up with a grunt of effort. When she turned over to offer her hand to the raccoon, she was startled to see him scaling a water pipe as if weightless. She hauled him up the rest of the way and he slammed into her with his tail barely clearing the wall in time. They flattened themselves against the rooftop just as the dogs came running into the alley barely a second later.

“Where the hell did they go?!” Growled a voice right below them. Carmelita stopped breathing.

“I don’t know, I don’t know!” Another voice, more panicked. “We gotta find ‘em fast! If the boss finds out we lost –”

“Shut up! I know!” The leader yelled. “Go check the alleys down south. You, go east. I’ll go west. They couldn’t‘a gone far.”

Three sets of footsteps trotted off in different directions, and it was only then that Carmelita felt safe enough to exhale. She could feel the kid shaking with his arm pressed tightly against her collarbone. Neither of them dared move, just in case.

They waited ten seconds. Thirty. A minute. No one came back.

Finally, the inspector removed herself from the ground and pushed the raccoon off of her. He gave no resistance, scrambling up and away a few feet as if she might keep pushing him if he didn’t, and watched while she wiped grime off her jacket with a grimace.

“That was close,” she muttered, more to herself than to him, then met his eyes. “Thank you. That was quick thinking to hide up here.”

He was staring at her. Studying her, she realized. Sizing her up.

“You’re welcome,” he said, very softly, just when she was starting to worry that he might jump her.

Now that they weren’t fleeing for their lives, she got a better look at him. He wore a dark blue hoodie, as if unbothered by the afternoon Utah heat. Scuffed sneakers, black gloves, a red backpack, and what looked to be some kind of black cloth barely peeking out behind the front of the hoodie’s collar filled out his ensemble of looking distinctly out of place.

"Are you looking for something?" He asked flatly, snapping her out of her analysis.

"No, no. Sorry." She looked away with an embarrassed blush, then realized he had been doing the exact same thing to her and wondered why she should feel bad for it.

Squaring her shoulders, she met his gaze again. The raccoon raised an eyebrow. Then he turned on his heel and began walking away.

“Bye.”

Carmelita blinked.

“Wha - wait!” She lurched after him as her brain caught up to what was happening. “Wait, you can’t just leave! Not with those criminals looking for us!”

“Watch me,” he retorted without turning around. Upon reaching the edge of the building, he peered down at the street below in an obvious gauge for a jump.

“Would you just - listen to me for a second!” The inspector growled, panicked and aggravated. “I can’t let you go on your own after all that! Not in a city full of gangsters! Do you even have a safe place to go?”

He paused. She took it as the opening it was and continued.

“Look, all of Mesa is deserted right now. Muggshot and his thugs have overrun it. Everyone else has fled, and there’s no police station or shelter around where you can hide. Even if those three don’t find you, someone else will.”

Carmelita stopped talking only to take a breath. The kid still hadn’t turned around, but his ears were swiveled towards her. He was listening.

“I have a safe house just outside of the city in the next town over,” she said just a little softer, a little less forceful. “I could take you there for the night, you can get in touch with whoever you need to get out of the area, and then I’ll let you go.”

He finally turned from the ledge, expression dubious as he looked her up and down. “You’ll…let me go.”

“That was just a - look, you know what I meant, okay?” The inspector grimaced, then held out her hands in an unarmed invitation. “So? What do you say?”

The raccoon stared at her with that careful, studying scrutiny again. Carmelita resisted the urge to shift her weight under its potency. After a long, tense moment, he slumped just the tiniest bit and stepped away from the edge of the roof, and she let out the breath she hadn’t realized she was holding. There had never been anything in training about having a rescued hostage leaving their rescuer halfway through the actual rescue.

That was the first thing she was going to make Barkley add as soon as she got back from this crazy case.

Scanning the buildings around them, the fox tried to pinpoint which direction her car would be in relation to the street they were on. Eventually, she figured out a rough estimate and gestured for the raccoon to follow her towards another side of the building to drop down from. He did so almost as easily as she had despite his rather svelte form, and near soundlessly at that.

She wondered what his story was, that he as a civilian could do so effortlessly what took Interpol rookies months to learn.

They walked in silence at first, both alert for the slightest whiff of canine. As streets went by without hide nor hair of any of the goons on their tails, Carmelita allowed herself to relax just a little bit. Her hand still stayed on the holster of her shock pistol.

“So…” She finally said, hushed but curious. “Are you a – a local? Some kind of hostage?”

The kid eyed her, then glanced north where Muggshot’s name glowed like a bright green warning beacon on a distant building. His mouth pressed into a thin line. “Something like that.”

His voice was so, so quiet, with a hint of an accent she had noticed before but couldn't place.

“Well, I’m glad I was able to get you out of there. I’m Inspector Carmelita Fox. What’s your name?”

There was a long pause.

“…Sly.”

“Sly? That isn’t really your name, is it?”

The raccoon shrugged and didn't look at her.

“Sly. Dios mío,” she huffed, wondering if perhaps she’d misread the situation she’d stumbled upon. What kind of law-abiding citizen had a name like that? “Okay, Sly. Do - did you live close by? Maybe we can come back for more of your stuff later, when it’s safer.”

“I don’t live in Mesa,” came the unexpectedly curt reply. His gloved hand curled tight around one strap of his backpack. “And I already have all I need.”

Carmelita frowned. “I was just asking.”

“You were being nosy.”

“I was not being - that’s a good question to ask in a situation like this!”

“Uh huh. Was your next one going to be ‘what’s your exact address so I can write it down in my police report later’?”

A muscle twitched in her jaw. She hated that he had guessed right. “Forget it. I was just trying to help.”

If she didn’t know any better, she’d think he had rolled his eyes, but his face betrayed nothing at her sharp glance. The inspector blew a frustrated breath between clenched teeth and tried another peace offering. It was more for her benefit than his.

"It's just a few more blocks to my car and then we're out of here."

"You brought a cop car into the city?" Sly seemed both shocked and impressed by the stupidity.

"It's not a police cruiser," she said, irritation rising again. "I'm not dumb enough to plaster my status all over a city overrun by criminals without back-up."

"Could've fooled me, the way you were waving your badge and gun around earlier."

"It got you rescued, didn't it?"

The raccoon had nothing to say to that.

Carmelita sighed and pinched the bridge of her nose. Silence fell thick between them all the way back to her car.

Sly whistled at the sight of the red convertible with its hood up. "Damn. You're lucky no one's looted this side of Mesa yet, or that thing would be long gone."

"Give me a little credit, kid." The inspector unlocked the doors and swung into the driver's seat. "I staked out the movement here all morning. I know what I'm doing."

"Not a kid."

"What?" She glanced over at the raccoon, who climbed into the passenger seat with a sullen expression.

"I said I'm not a kid."

"Oh yeah? How old are you?" The skepticism dripped off every word. He didn't look a day over seventeen to her.

"Nineteen."

"Really," Carmelita said in disbelief. "Even if that's true, nineteen is still a kid."

"It's really not."

"Yes, it is!"

"Then what about you?" He challenged. "You look like you haven't even finished cop boot camp yet."

"It’s called a police academy, I graduated from it with honors, and I'm twenty-two, for your information."

Sly snorted. "Congratulations, you can buy alcohol here in America. Is that your only requirement for being an adult?"

"Legally, it is. Why, what do you consider being one? Smartassery?"

The raccoon went quiet, staring at the desolate street ahead. A long moment passed without another word from either of them. Just when Carmelita thought that was the end of the conversation, she heard him speak again. It was so soft she almost didn't catch it.

"I'm not a kid. I haven't been a kid in a long time."

She glanced over. His face was blank and his eyes were distant. Something about it sent a shiver up the fox's spine, and she pursed her lips before starting the car.

It wasn't her business, anyway.

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A/N: And thus, our two polarizing forces meet. The journey truly begins.

Heaven help both of them.

Chapter 1

Chapter 3

#sly cooper #carmelita fox #fanfiction

[feuqueerfire]

Enigma Live Blogging

I've literally only heard good things and hopes for a season 2, so I'm hoping to love it, esp since I've been excited since the mock trailer.

Ep 1 (Aug 7)

1-1

Prim so pretty

stabbing a teacher with a pencil

Win's tattoos are nice, Sung Hanbin should get something similar, it'd go well with his celestial chest tattoos

Oh the way he acts with Fa vs so nervous with the teacher

ah, magic healing?

pls he really is going hard on bumbling fool teacher Ajin

that twisty crack thing + cracked glass

1-2

oh the girl drowned herself? did she succeed?

girl wtf is this "misbehaving children must be disciplined" voice D:

and is Ajin staying late to investigate what goes on?

girl not the security person

1-3

oh, Ajin undid things and healed her and security and brought her back to her room? or something? because that can't have been a dream

waitttt, Ajin and Fa don't end up in a relationship, right? I feel like I would've been aware of it. I kinda did want them to get together from the concept trailer though since it seemed dark and twisted anyway + that one Win and Prim clip with the oranges and them beside a pool gave me intense brain worms, so I am Very Open to them together in this show or a different one

but anyway, they're cute talking after the water spill thing even though I'm assuming Ajin orchestrated just for this purpose of showing how different he is than his powerful magician self

oh Ajin, how did you know about the dream?

1-4

oh she confronted Ajin by herself, that's kinda scary

damn, what is that thing she found and has been carrying?

omg... what's happening. does the evil thing that's hurt Wan and Matt have its grips on Fa and he's trying to expel it?

the villain eats glass

Who is the person who records Fa in the past roof clips? Who is the villain - I know Bright appears at the end

I'm reading the r/gmmtv ep 1 discussion and lol I didn't notice a "blurry figure" behind Fa even though apparently she appeared twice rip. Also, Piploy is supposed to be in this as well

Ep 2 (Aug 7)

2-1

Fa's an adult? isn't she a high schooler? Did they carefully drop that piece of info so that they can get together <- my hopes

pls okay and he's not even her teacher and they're literally doing forced cohabitation with "this side of the room is mine, don't cross it" stuff like? okay, love interests

plsss "my plans never fail, they're perfect" -> getting a photo taken by the girls at school

damn, how'd Ajin get the uncle thing to work?

Namsine played by Piploy is significant somehow

2-2

ewww throwing up blood after taking out a glass shard from her mouth?

bro, was that a dream for real?

girl, not the Music Room by yourself

oh, Prikhing was the one behind the window when Fa, Namsine, and Ajin were all in the music room

ah, more of Prikhing

2-3

plsssss Yiwha thinking Ajin is a perverted spirit

Yiwha is cute and endearing but also... is she innocent? completely off the list of suspects? hmmm like maybe she's just doing this so cast the doubt off of herself? and get info from Fa herself?

anyway, Yiwha and Fa are cute though, girls of the world! I'd ship them harder if I wasn't already invested in Fa and Ajin

omg everybody already infected and vomiting blood and stuff? and who is the person with the red cloak?

oh, this is from the concept trailer when she went into a different room and entered some other dimension or something through the door

oh, blinded by a spell in the same place, I see

who is the red-cloaked girl? is that Namsine?

I knew people mentioned Piploy quite a bit and the thing with having a GMMTV roster of actresses is that you immediately know they'll be significant enough somehow or other, so Namsine being the red-cloak girl makes sense. though I do see mentions of her being a puppet in the gmmtv subreddit ep 2 discussion

Ep 3 (Aug 8)

3-1

Ah, Namsine puppet as they mentioned

3-2

Not the wound tending

ahh and he still let her patch him up despite him healing soo quickly

they're so cuteeeee what the heck, they've gotta be hinting at romance right?

Him sharing magic with her in a way he's never shared with anybody

ah, Fa and Namsine fun, intense friendship, girls who only understand each other

omg the way the mother found the videos of them spending time with each other and being so attached, ah it's so gay girls <3 as if the videos would have them kissing or something

scary ass mother, reminds me of button eyed Coraline other parents kinda

3-3

oh I hate Namsine's mother so bad

White Arts, Black Arts, Enigma

he won't let anyone else die... is he seeking revenge for somebody who already died?

3-4

i lost the stuff here rip

Ep 4 (Aug 8)

4-1

oh self-mutilation

Fa and Namsine soooo lesbian intense girl relationship

anyway i'm scared that Namsine is gonna stab Fa still with the blade

bro a shattering sky glass

hey what?

4-2

The bees around Ajin are reminding me of the moths in Midnight Museum of Bright's episodes

so Ajin's being haunted/posessed and is gonna now have a spell over him to see something else too?

4-3

woahh Fa performing an exorcism in the pool, she's so cool - you've learnt well and have a good brain

omg lesbianssss Namsine stopping Fa from drowning

Hm, that's it? What even happened with the glass sky shattering and possessing Ajin and stuff?

4-4

Girl, we're gonna get something new starting up in the last part of ep 4 cuz things weren't properly fully fleshed and closed out by part 3 anyway and they'll introduce something for me to hope for season 2 ah D:

Fa-Ajin get together plsssssss they're so ~~~<33~~~

I don't like how he holds her mouth like that though, it was okay the first time when he was angry but not when he's stopping her from talking about spending all the time with him

oh kiss okay, even though we can't even see it

oh not a kiss, rip :(

ah it hits midnight

and he makes her forget everything? D: so sad

oh okay, he didn't make her forget, that's good. he just made her sleep as usual and took her home and disappeared

We get Ajin and Namtaan kisses but no Ajin and Fa fr D:

bro, Priking?

What is the significance of Ajin's ring?

agh, so sad that the ending/wrap-up was just okay but the tease for next season is so intriguing. The setup for this season was good too, well-paced since it's such a short show.

Overall:

I wish the wrap-up/ending was done better/explained a bit more,, like what was that Ajin possession thing? No Ajin past? Why did we redeem mother so easily?

I wish the horror aspect continued on cuz I think it was strongest in the first episode but not much after that.

It's such a short series with a large focus on magic and evil but they still had me hetshipping and lesbian shipping (Fa/Namsine were literally soooo) and that's a good mark that it made me care about the relationships/characters.

Good after credits scene to pique interest for a larger story, hope we get it for gmmtv 2024 and that it remains about 4-6 episodes with the same quality and possibly better writing when tying things up

good acting from everybody, especially the girls.

It was good but I'm not super attached to anything or anybody but if there's a second season, I'd watch it.

Rating: 6.5/10

Trailers:

Original Mock: Watched it in the early morning during GMMTV 2023 and it was one of the only non-queer GMMTV series that was interesting. Was looking forward to it.

Official Trailer: Still cool, though I don't like the very fast cuts they had.

#ep by ep commentary #enigma

[akatsuki-shin]

Hey I am a new yizhan fan. I love them. I felt their love for each other till 2020.But honestly speaking I don't feel there is love anymore between them. This is my honest thought. I think yibo moved on with cheng xiao. I don't know about her till recently. But I saw some of his fancam around cheng xiao and felt there is something btwn them. He gets flustered,starring,Following, giving signals to her even in recent concert 2 days before. I don't think its JUST FRIENDSHIP. Share ur thoughts pls.

My thoughts are you need to stop being so obsessed with a celebrity's personal life and relationship that it's giving you stress in your real life.

Candies/hints are fun and all. I've enjoyed and consumed them, as well, but in the end, those are all just one-sided interpretations from a part of the celebrity's fan group. Obviously, every fan group have different interpretation from each other because none of those candies/hints are official information. It's literally just some gestures/habits the celebrity made that outsiders like us often interpret and spin out of control beyond its actual intended purpose.

This isn't just about the matter of Yibo, Cheng Xiao, and Xiao Zhan. It's literally about fans who always over-think any celebrities' behavior that they only saw for a few seconds or minutes without knowing the real context, and then interpreted it to fit their own narrative and decided that it's the truth.

You're saying you feel there's no more love between Yibo and Xiao Zhan, and that Yibo has moved on to Cheng Xiao. On what basis do you:

Claim Yibo and Xiao Zhan were in an official relationship?

Claim that Yibo and Xiao Zhan were no longer a thing?

Claim that Yibo and Cheng Xiao are more than just friends?

Do you know the three of them personally? Were you there when they confessed their love for each other and/or broke up? If all you have are fancams, photos, unconfirmed gossips, fellow fans' interpretations (e.g. kadian, body language analysis, etc), and fans' testimonies (e.g. "this sister was there when they blablabla and she heard blablabla") then it's the same as having no confirmation at all. Unless it comes from the actual person him/herself or their management/agency, it's all baseless rumors.

YiZhan may be a thing, YiZhan may not be a thing, and so do Yibo and Cheng Xiao. They can be dating or they can be just good friends/colleagues. Who could know for sure? Definitely not outsiders like us who have no relation whatsoever to them.

I also ship and write RPS fics, YiZhan included. Heck, I have also eaten and squealed over those candies/hints on a daily basis and I might have believed some of them until some extent. But I'm well aware that it's just a product of my imagination I understand that reality may not be similar to what I'm always thinking. If one day the celebrities I ship end up not being together, that's fine. They live their life, I live mine. It was fun while it lasted. The end.

If you're new to this and you're asking me for my opinion, then my only suggestion is please consume everything you see rationally. Obsession with someone's private life is not healthy. Parasocial relationship is not healthy.

[dedahblog]

I know that the ichiiruki fandom likes to ship Ichigo and Rukia's zanpakto together but honestly I don't think Zangetsu and Sode no Shirayuki can get along.

As far as the anime portrayal is concerned, Sode no Shirayuki is basically a tsundere and who's between Ichigo and Zangestu is the tsundere ?

I think you get where I'm going. Silly drabble under the cut about Ichigo x Sode no Shirayuki brotp potentials

Ichigo : ...

Sode no Shirayuki : ...

Ichigo : Nice weather, right?

S n S : ...

Ichigo: So ! Chappy told me you're the only all white zanpaktou.

S n S : ...

Ichigo : and the most beautiful one ever created

S n S : You lowly human, are you trying to court me ?

Ichigo : We've been silently staring at each other for 2 hours waiting for Zangetsu and Rukia to come back. I'm just trying to make small talks and what was that gross thing you just said right now ?! Don't even joke about it, idiot.

S n S : All that talk about being the most beautiful zanpakto is meaningless. What does a sword get from being beautiful ? If anything the beauty of the zanpakto is the reflection of the soul of its weilder.

Ichigo (scratching the back of his neck slightly smiling) Ha... Rukia admires you a lot. I'm happy you feel the same.

S n S : W-what are you talking about ? Who feels the sa- I'm just stating facts ! It's not like I'm writing poems about Rukia sama in my spare time or anything !

Ichigo : Hey ! Hey ! What's wrong with writing po- I-I mean who cares about that ! It's not like Rukia is that pretty pretty pretty

S n S : How dare you badmouth Rukia sama you lowly-

Ichigo : I never said Rukia isn't pretty pretty ! I'm saying she's just pretty pretty pretty. See ! You're the one denying your feelings for her !

S n S : Well, I never said she's pretty pretty. I'm just saying if you want to call her pretty pretty pretty you should at least call her pr-

That's when, Rukia and Zangetsu came back from the bunny theme festival.

...

Three days ago, Ichigo was willing to go with Rukia and was actually excited despite his "Hmm, I guess I have no other choice."

It was until he saw the tv ad, that he swore he would never go to "this childish festival" "Like who do you think I am ?? I have a reputation ! Your creepy rabbit obse- aarg" **Rukia's violence on Ichigo**

Of course, this was only an excuse.

The real reason was that he saw someone dressed as a bunny in the tv ad with a similar outfit to the one from a horror manga he watched when he was 6.

A movie that traumatized him ever since.

He didn't even have to ask Zangetsu to go instead of him because the latter was already aware of Ichigo's trauma.

As a part of his soul, he also watched that movie simultaneously and was also freaked out when he saw that tv ad.

However, he thought that if he let Ichigo go to that festival, all his inner world would filled with creepy serial killer bunny and Zangestu wouldn't be able to rest even one eyelid.

That's why he went.

Aside from the fact Rukia insisted on having a photo with that bunny in particular, the festival wasn't that disastrous experience. Althought the cheesy cuteness of the chappy dance was too much for him to handle, Rukia's company made it worth it

To sum up, Zangetsu was glad it was over until he saw Ichigo and Sode no Shirayuki yelling at each other.

Rukia,on the other hand, was deeply concerned. She had never seen the calm and collected Sode no Shirayuki so heated up. But seeing her indulging Ichigo's idiocies warmed her heart "She's an idiot after all. I'm glad they get along, right Zangetsu ? "

However, Zangetsu wasn't impressed at all. He said to himself "King has found someone who's going to fuel his tsundere behavior even more". Him being the first victim of Ichigo's emotional constipation and inner frustrations, he braces himself for the dark future awaiting for him.

Zangestu : Let's go back do that tummy bunny dance challenge.

Rukia : I thought you said on the name of murder and blood lust, you would never do it

Zangetsu : Well, I need something to stop reminding me of some dark upcoming events and this dumb challenge is the only thing that can help me right now.

Rukia : (too concerned to notice he insulted chappy) ... do you need to talk about it ?

Zangetsu: I wish I could tell you.

#blech au #yes I made a Hiichiruki story where they are having a normal interaction #the audacity ... #I'm projecting my fear of clowns on Ichigo

[thecpdiary]

Algorithms, Social Media and Mental Health

Social media algorithms have long been criticised and there is increasing evidence which confirms the detriment they can have on mental health. There are around 3.8 billion social media users worldwide, with each person averaging well over 2 hours of social media use per day. In those hours spent online, we’re beginning to see the harmful mental health impact including loneliness, anxiety, social comparison and depression. In order to get my message of mental health out there, I also have to spend time on social media, and I am seeing and experiencing these effects.

Social media is 'addictive'

Rewarding users with stimuli such as likes, notifications and comments, keeps users engaged with content. When a user’s photo receives a “like,” the same dopamine pathways involved in motivation, reward, and addiction are activated. But what keeps us hooked on social media isn’t just the pleasure rush of the like it’s the intermittent absence of the like that also keeps us engaged.

Algorithms are designed to control

Social media algorithms are designed to keep users engaged for long periods of time, providing users with personalised content tailored to their interests. Studies show this mindless scrolling can harm people’s mental health. 

Researchers have found that excessive social media use can lead to feelings of social isolation, low self-esteem and increased levels of stress and anxiety. This is because social media platforms often promote unrealistic standards of beauty and success, leading to negative social comparisons and feelings of inadequacy.

A constant stream of information

Additionally, the constant stream of information and updates on social media can be overwhelming, leading to information overload and difficulty in focusing on important tasks. This constant state of distraction also contributes to feelings of anxiety, leading to disconnection.

Algorithms prioritise content that generates high levels of engagement

Furthermore, social media algorithms are designed to prioritise content that generates high levels of engagement, such as controversial, or emotionally charged content. This can lead to polarising opinions, the spread of misinformation, and an increase in online harassment and bullying.

Negativity spreads

Another common quality of popular content is negativity. The reality of course, is that negative content keeps people on social media platforms for longer. A recent study tracking people’s eye movements as they read social media posts found that people tend to spend more time reading negative comments, rather than positive ones and another study of Twitter 'X', discovered that negative news spreads more broadly than positive news.

Social media companies are aware of the problems

Social media companies are well-aware of the algorithms and the detrimental impact they have on mental health. A Meta whistle-blower leaked documents revealing Facebook knew its products had a harmful effect on body issues among teenagers. A TikTok whistle-blower has also revealed the careful manipulation of the platform’s algorithm, maintaining engagement by prioritising emotionally triggering content to users. The user needs to be mindful.

The best way you can protect your mental health against algorithms that seem to be designed to harm, is to be mindful of the content you look at and how it makes you feel and try to limit your exposure to it. Ultimately, social media companies should be responsible for protecting their users from unnecessary harm and being transparent about their algorithms and how they work, telling users why exactly certain content has been shared with them.

Conclusion:

On the other hand, social media has been beneficial during the Covid-19 pandemic, allowing people to share experiences with family and friends, combat isolation and provide a sense of togetherness. On the other hand, excessive use of social media can be detrimental, leading to negative impacts on mental health such as anxiety and depression. It is important for individuals to find a balance and practice moderation when using social media to avoid potential harm.

While social media does have some benefits of connecting people and sharing information, it also has a dark side when it comes to mental health. As a mental health advocate and someone who uses social media to get the mental health message across, I am unhappy at the impact social media is having on mental health.

Social media has become an important part of our lives, but it is the very thing that is connecting us, and is making our mental health worse. As a result, we're failing to be proactive, to take control, to deal with mental health. (Sources: haistanfordedunews namecheapcom)

For more inspirational, lifestyle blogs, please check out my site https://www.thecpdiary.com

#thecpdiary #blog #algorithms #socialmedia #mental health

[fasa-umich]

A Crash Course on Crashing Cars || Izzy Lamug, FASA's 2023-2024 Co-Culutral

So. You finally got your driver’s license, huh?  

Wait…no?? 

Nonetheless you’ve come to the right place! I for one am a very qualified driver. See for yourself:

MICHIGAN 

DRIVER LICENSE 

DOB: 02-16-2004

Isabelle-Leigh Changcoco Lamug

FASA Co-Cultural Chair

Troy, MI

Yup! So official, right?

Let me just say, you don’t actually need a silly license to get behind the wheel. I’ll give you a few pointers and you’ll be fine, trust! But if you don’t believe me, let me tell you about all the cars I (and others) have crashed…

Lesson 1: Driver’s Ed

You didn’t think we would be starting behind the wheel, did you? Everyone was a beginner once, and I definitely wasn’t always a master at crashing cars. 

Friday, August 20, 2021, Senior Year Band Camp!

Contrary to popular belief, I did not invent the car crash. In high school, I was a member of our color guard for three years (shoutout to the girls who somehow find this <3). During my last band camp, the guard was taking a group picture when one of the girls yelled out, “Let’s do a car crash!”

You might be wondering, how does one do a car crash? It’s actually quite straightforward. Whoever is positioned in the front and center of a group photo is your designated driver. They’ll take the wheel by two hands and steer the rest of your group in whatever direction they please. Everyone else must get into character and…well, crash! 

Lesson 2: Buckle your seatbelt

Nice! You got your learner’s permit. Now, it’s pretty easy to get ahead of yourself, so make sure you start by adjusting your seat and buckling your seatbelt. 

Starting college was a big step for me. I’m from Troy, Michigan, which is actually only an hour drive from Ann Arbor, but moving into the dorms and living away from home felt like getting my license all over again.

While, yes I grew up in a predominantly white city, it didn’t feel like it. I like to refer to my high school as a bubble, as its diverse student population and multitude of cultural organizations felt like some world of its own. The only catch was there was no sort of Filipino club. To make up for it, I found myself dropping by the Korean Club meetings and auditioning for a Bollywood dance team. I sought out solidarity among other minority students, but I never felt like I fully belonged. 

I saw joining FASA as my chance to finally find that belonging. By the time Festifall rolled around, I had been stalking FASA’s Instagram for the entire summer. I found their table, grabbed a flyer, and…that was it. No extended conversation, no putting my uniqname down…but no big deal, I was sure I would end up making new friends as one of the later events! 

I ended up attending FASA’s Mass Meeting…

And FAM/Lin Reveal…

And FASAPalooza…

And Halo-Halloween…

I thought I was doing everything right. 

Went to Fam/Lin and unknowingly met my future Co-Chairs???

Got sorted into the best lineage: Bathala!

But even though I was having fun and amazing conversations with people, I felt out of place. The connections didn’t stick outside of events and I wasn’t sure if that was on me or if that was just how things worked…and well, I was definitely feeling discouraged. It was really hard showing up to FASA events without knowing if I’d even have someone to talk to. 

Lesson 3: Check your mirrors 

After buckling your seatbelt, definitely check your mirrors. You’ll want to be aware of your surroundings. Don’t be nervous, you’re already behind the wheel!

If you’re feeling the same way I did, a bit awkward in conversations and floating around events, I promise you will find your way in this community. It’s never easy being in a new place (especially when you’re waiting for someone to let you into Couzens), but I learned to live in the awkward—to awkwardly embrace feeling uncomfortable.

Uncomfortable Decision #1: Joining two PCN dances—Modern Tinikling and Pagapir.  

Me and my twin at Pagapir 😋🤞

I had never danced tinikling before. I didn’t even know what pagapir meant, but JC, Bryson, and Caitlin created fun and welcoming practice spaces that I always looked forward to coming to. I met one of my closest friends, Miss Angelica Alpas, at pagapir practice! 

Uncomfortable Decision #2: Applying for the intern program

Working with board members and my intern class helped me feel more comfortable in my awkwardness—maybe not awkward, maybe just finding that acceptance in being myself. 

I think about this a lot, but I still remember taking the big group picture at Winter 23 FAM/Lin Reveal and calling out, “Wait, can we do a car crash?”

FASA’s FIRST Car Crash @ Winter FAM/Lin Reveal

It felt nice, you know, sharing a part of myself with FASA and watching people…enjoy it? Like it? It’s just a silly group picture, I know, but it made me feel really there (or something like that).    

Then you KNOW we had to run it back at the Intern Capstone.

Miss Erin Segui crashing 18 Roses

Then, of course…

Confident Decision #1: Running for Cultural Chair

Lesson 4: Start your engine 

Ready to get on the road? We haven’t even gotten to the fun part yet! 

The title “Cultural Chair” is a little misleading. You assume whoever holds the position is some kind of expert on Filipino culture—wrong. 

What makes the chair so special is that it’s all about learning. While you’re not an expert, you’re someone interested in something (perhaps…you might call this passion!), and that’s all it really takes. It’s not often (or ever) you dedicate a year of your life to studying the lifestyle (language, food, religion, social habits, art, music—the whole shabang) of Filipinos, and the opportunity to learn and share what interests you through events and workshops (entirely of your own design) is really just something special. Maybe you’re already fluent in Tagalog or have a dozen family recipes memorized, but no one knows everything (…surely?). I guarantee you will learn something that you have never heard of before. That alone is pretty amazing. 

So where do you start? Apparently in a Discord VC over summer vacation.  

moocow and silverbells67 in vc

Communication is key. Share your ideas. Talk out new and creative ways to show them. I like to think every Cultural Chair is drawn to the position out of a personal passion for something. In my case, I was interested in identity—its formation, factors that influence it, and how it represents us—but again I was (and still am) no expert. My coffee chats with my predecessors helped guide my ideas, but most of all, the long conversations between me and Philip (via Discord of course) are what brought them to their full potential. 

Lesson 5: One last thing!

You’re all set! Before you hit the gas, is there anyone you want to bring along?

Dear Philip, 

Thank you for being my co-driver. 

Our Buwan ng Wika Picnic!

Unknowingly, you’ve taught me so much. Where I’d approach leadership headstrong, you were always patient. When I took on more than I could handle, you’d lighten my load. If I ever lost sight of my love for our culture, your thoughtful care and insight would never fail to motivate me. 

I don’t think I’ll ever be able to fully express my gratitude for you, but just know…I am grateful for you! Our year as Co-Chairs is an experience I will always cherish and I will always consider you as a dear friend. I am so so insanely proud of everything we’ve accomplished together, and I know you will continue to inspire everyone you meet, just like you’ve inspired FASA, our board, and me, duh.  

Lesson 6: Crash and burn!

Fake it til you make it! You’re behind the wheel, show them what you are capable of!

Dear FASA,

Thank you for this. My goal as Cultural Chair was to build spaces that embody everything our community has given to me—a place to experiment, grow, and learn who I am in our culture. 

PCN was the greatest undertaking of my life thus far. Speaking to our theme, Who Are You?, I hope you all feel a little more comfortable with your answer, but I hope there’s still some uncertainty. Identity is a process. You’re always becoming who you will be, so I think it’s okay not to know.

I don’t think I’ll ever fully know who I am, but I know I’m different from whoever I was before, and I think that’s pretty cool. To that version of me, I promise to keep learning and growing and changing and becoming whoever we will be. 

Thank you for letting me take the wheel <3

To my passengers:

I’m sorry for putting your lives at risk

Angelica: I’ve always wanted a friend like you, and I am happy FASA brought us together. You’ve shown me what it means to be cared for, and I hope you know I care for you very much. Thank you for being my rock in this whole college life thing.  

Erin & Nate: meap. Miss Erin, I adore you <3 Nate, you’re alright. I look back fondly on our Tagalog classes together, that lumpia rolling night, and tinikling practices. You guys are my people, and I am grateful to call you my friends.

Estelle, Kate, Caitlin, Emily, & JC: Talk about leading by example. You all inspire me, and thank you for your guidance! My vision is thanks to all of you…seriously. You can’t have those deep conversations about Filipino American identity with just anybody, and I am thankful I got to share them with y’all :))  

Eun & Fran: Congratulations adings! Your passions and ideas will come together in unimaginable ways and I can not wait to see you bring them to life. Remember, you are resources to board, but at the same time, board is a resource to both of you. Make the most out of this opportunity <3

Kayla, Fran, Saarim, Marohn, & Ava: Congratulations to FASA’s first PCN Board :00 The conversations Philip and I had with each of you makes me so crazy excited! Thank you for being such lovely and welcoming members of our community, and I know you all will absolutely eat up this PCN AHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!! lol. 

Alyssa: Hi Ate Sa Sa. I hope you enjoy your retirement. Trotter hours are about to go crazy. 

Bryson: On a scale of 1-10, how happy are you to be here? (Fall 22 first tinikling practice reference in case you forgot)

Nicole: Maybe the real [REDACTED] was the friends we made along the way. 

Andrew: MC hide and seek champion right here

Philip: scroll up

Ate Mizzy: The OG Izzy, thank you for always letting me squish your face 🐢

Gabe: mew meow meow maiw? (where my hug at?)

Eli: It amazes me how you somehow liquify all the bones in your body. 

Therese: You’re so beautiful bro. 

Sofia: Throwback to when you ate it up as Regina! Or were you Karen? Gretchen?? 

Kendra: Your voice is so soothing. Also, I DO think you’re really funny.

Ash: What would you do if I murdered your entire family. 

Zainab: I just knew it would be a good year on board as soon as I saw you smash that boba at Rice Bowl. My respect for you is so insanely great (for reasons besides that moment, probably)

Taryn: HEYYYYY new cooooooooo ;))

Kayla: que luh. heh.

#2023 2024 #fasacultural

[pollywilliams]

Recent Photography

I've wanted to get back into film photography for a little while, the last time I was regularly using my Olympus OM1 was around the first lockdown, and even then I was only taking random photos when I remembered I even had the camera.

But after seeing some really interesting photos for the Landscape Photographer of The Year Award I found my interest piqued again.

I've wanted to do a series of 'street photography' photos reminiscent of Simon Murphy's critically acclaimed 'Portraits of Govanhill' for a little while now.

Yes, I am well aware photos aren't going to be anywhere near the level of Murphy's, but its the sort of vibe I'm going for.

All that said when I finally got out and about with my camera in Edinburgh I realised I hadn't shot with film in well over a year, and in all honesty I had sort of forgotten how to use the camera (I had to consult a YouTube video to load the film correctly). I also realised that it takes some amount of guts to just start taking photos of people you see on the street!

There were a few really good shots I missed simply because I was too shy to actually take the picture, I'm sure this is something that will improve with time.

Let me be clear though, I'm not going for a Bruce Gilden-esque "I'm going to take your picture whether you like it or not" type of thing here, I just want to capture some interesting, natural images, typical of what you might see day to day in Edinburgh.

In this first lot of images you can sort of see my shyness in regard to taking pictures, most of them do not include any visible people (despite me saying that's what I was going to photograph..) Many of them are also much too dark, slightly out of focus or squinty. Showing my lack of recent experience using film. They are all in black and white as that is the only film I had at the time, and I actually quite like shooting B&W.

Without further ado, here are the images.

Angus at his computer.

I pretty much always start with Angus as a test shot, he is very patient. This one could have been a lot better, I'm not sure why it has come out so out of focus? Will have to do some more tests to see if I can remedy this in my next roll.

Tolbooth Kirk seen from the top of Victoria St.

I was really happy with the way this one turned out, the silhouette of the church tower is really clear and I really like the lighting on the scaffolding on the right, I think the lighting from the building on the left is a bit bright, I suppose this could always be edited out but for now I'm happy with it as is. The only other thing I wish is that the group of people at the bottom were more in focus, on my other shot below they are more in focus but the church tower is cut off, cant have your cake and eat it I suppose.

Tolbooth Kirk seen from the top of Victoria St. Version 2

More focus on the people, but no church and there is just way too much of the road in the frame for my liking. Got rid of those super bright lights though.

The Meadows - Treelined Path

I like this one, but its not really doing anything that hasn't been done a thousand times on people's Instagram Stories. I think the focus on the people and the building in the background is nice, admittedly this probably would have been a much nicer photo is it was in colour.

Scottish Widows Building - Morrison St.

I was super pleased with this one, I had spent some time waiting for someone to walk across and get in the shot. I really like all the different light and reflections in the glass. I do think I could've waited a few seconds more for the person to be right in the centre. I also think I need to be more aware of how I'm holding the camera. In a few of these shots its a little bit slanted, not by much, but it does make a big difference to the framing.

Doctors Pub - Forrest Rd.

Thomas J Walls Coffee - Forest Rd.

These two unfortunately suffer from the same problems as most of the shots I got off this roll, they could have been really interesting compositions but they're much too dark. There are parts of these two that I do really like, the way the chandelier light looks in Doctors, and the reflections off all the bottles behind the bar.

I really like the way the light as reflected the gold letters in the coffee shop, they could be really great. Just needs a bit more work.

As ive previously said I am really out of practise with my camera so its things like shooting when its just too dark that Ill eventually learn not to do (hopefully).

Looking Down George IV Bridge.

Edinburgh University Main Library

This one is definitely more what I'm trying to go for, a glimpse into peoples lives.

McEwan Hall - Bristo Square

Piper considers Bibimbap - 96 Hanover St

I took this from the top of a double decker bus, I was pleasantly surprised it came out this well, I thought there was going to be a lot more reflection from the bus window. Again you can see in this one the angle is a little squint. Hold the camera straight dammit!

Telfer Subway - Dalry

Bathroom Door

I wasn't expecting these two to come out as spooky as they have, but I enjoy it! The subway is barely ever empty like this, I had actually hoped to get some people walking through this shot, but just happened to snap it at the exact second when no-one was there. Weird.

The Bathroom Door was just a test to see how the lighting would come out, but I actually really like the abstractness of it. You can also see how badly hung our bathroom door is, very squint, and for once its not my fault!

The Meadows

Bus 30 to Clovenstone

Another on I feel like could've been really good, just needs more fine tuning

Scottish Portrait Museum

I have a lot more photos from this roll but most of them are just too dark to discern any real details, I'm going to take some of the lessons I've learned from this lot and try and apply them to my next round of photos, I'll update on here when I've got them developed.

I'm definitely going to try and get more shots of actual people and I'm hoping to maybe do some portraits, I guess we will wait and see!

I had all of these photos developed at Gulabi in Glasgow so shout out to them!

[americanmysticom]

Could there be hidden codes in the mRNA Spike sequence? https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=n7DQyU27YNY

if it is in another organism, say for instance a bacterium, would it make the same spike proteins or would it cut it up using different proteases to make completely different proteins.

Dr. Philip McMillan

My research has been around autoimmunity in COVID-19. I've been highlighting this point since early 2020. The scientific community I think is gradually starting to understand the implications of autoimmune responses around severe COVID-19 and anything related to the spike protein [such as spike protein generated by the body, programmed by mRNA gene therapy 'covid shots', subsequently and repeatedly triggered by inflammatory infection]

I'm going to be highlighting a few questions so it's important at the outset that I am clearly stating to you that this is just me thinking.

I will be covering the article that has recently been talking about the Wuhan land lab and the funding for it.

I'll also be talking about the structure of SARS Cov-2, and I'll be looking as well at a paper in 2021 about toxin-like peptides in the plasma and urine.

These bits of thinking are way ahead of everybody else. So it may seem very strange, but you just have to work with me to understand why from a clinical perspective I'm interested in this.

I'm not fascinated with the politics, the politics are for someone else! I'm interested in the clinical relevance and how it affects patients in a day-to-day basis.

Headlines; China lab suspected of Covid leak stripped of US funding for violating biosafety rules. https://www.telegraph.co.uk/world-news/2023/09/24/china-lab-wuhan-leaking-covid-loses-us-funding-experiments/

Wuhan institute of virology broke rules with experiments that increase viral activity more than tenfold says the health department.

It seems that the US has acknowledged that they were funding this lab and that they think that the Wuhan institute of virology were increasing the viral activity, and they are in insinuating that this was beyond what it is that they were aware.

Watch GBNews Headliners; China lab suspected of Covid leak stripped of US funding for violating biosafety rules https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=nnsWahIpsYM

What is important is to consider the possibility if this is intentional, now this is important!

This has some serious implications and that is what I am interested in.

It's foolish to assume without investigating.

How can one work out what's happening with patients if you don't fully understand what's going on with the spike proteins of the virus.

Article;

SARS-CoV-2: from its discovery to genome structure, transcription, and replication https://cellandbioscience.biomedcentral.com/articles/10.1186/s13578-021-00643-z

And so it's an important paper, and it's highlighting critically, this is the bit that I wanted to show you, the layout of the proteins, the non-structural proteins that it makes as well as the structural accessory proteins, and it's comparing the different viruses; SARS Co-V-2, SARS Co-V, MERS and another coronavirus, and looking at the proteins that they make from that RNA sequence. - so that's the standard perspective.

The question is - is it possible that this same sequence, especially this sequence if it is in another organism, say for instance a bacterium, would it make the same spike proteins or would it cut it up using different proteases to make completely different proteins.

photo; 6 things to know before taking the latest COVID shot - analysis, America's Frontline Doctors https://frontline.news/post/6-things-to-know-before-taking-the-latest-covid-shot-analysis

[I think it important to remember the threat of war has been looming for some time, well before the current 'hype', with regard to both Russia and China. In Russia's case the threats of nuclear war and placing missiles close to the border of the US is notorious. Likewise, China has been focused on underhanded biological attack as a so-called 'inexpensive' means to WMD.]

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[thesugarhole]

last day i have to put up wit train strikes and waking up so so early to get here on time and for the waiting times between. so im reading romac in between. on phone so no funny business. stopped at bench and men

anyway

dont ever ask a woman her age a man his salary and vitaly how the geography of romac looks like

eureka was apparently partially new york but i know bc of worldwide photo shoots they later use places like paris on the bg so thats funny. i guess whale arc (is the whale stuff still there?) multiple alien and monster and annet chases and various flying machines could get you there, if the world map is still about the same

i guess im pointing it out bc i saw someone make a weird map connecting. idfk or even remember but the atlantic ocean wasnt there anymore

"He could only communicate with me via a copyrighted form of speech available to the Unconnectable population- talking loudly."

thats not copyrighted to unconnectables thats copyrighted to portuguese* come ooooon man

everything in this world needs a fookin loicense god what a nightmare

🤨

sorry i just dont buy this. first of all from having read the original comic before second of all because hes just some guy in both versions (who just happened to work for g-dir, best of the worst type deal) and third of related to the second of, it all feels like they pushed a role on him he didnt even knew existed and it all went downhill from there.

if he really was one of the catalysts of the apocalypse though rather than just being caught up in the aftermath (alongside PILOT!!!!) and omitting all that in previous POV logs for the unreliable narrator trope, then sorry tumblr sexy man that never was. i cant defend you here. you looked at yourself, said 'i can make her better' and then made her worse

number 2 also i just noticed. "infi"? miss ai generated number 8 pendant that ruined one of my favorite sequences in the original comic with 'is this a set ALMOST MISSED MY TRAIN STOP I THOUGHT WE WERE AT TUE ONE BEFORE

""Are you, really?" Infi raised an eyebrow. "Even that bench you're sitting on is charging you infractions. If enough tickets pile up, the Dexes will come and take you away. You know what they do to big debitors, Sven. You know what they turn people into. I'm sure you won't like wearing a smile on your face forever.""

ok so. if i recall correctly people in too much debt get killed and turned into dexes and idk if all dexes do the same job but in pilots case he became a debt collector or something. aka kill more people to create more dexes

and in most panels of him pre apoc without the pilot gear he didnt seem too thrilled about anything, facial expression wise. what im getting to is, it could be something added in the rewrite but it would be interesting if part of his character design had a smile stapled on whether he likes it or not.

well for what its worth hes happy now, only vaguely aware of his past

anyway- svens gone but the seagull lived? i dont think this bench would know if its the same seagull. also how are you talking to it? the bench lost whatever little mind it had djhgsjfj and this is positive character development

The User flickered peculiarly and suspiciously in my time-worn sensors, just like... Infi did.

AI girlie nonsense aside i guess shes's intriguing me a bit. if anything she's the true unconnectable leader and scapegoated snippy. but also youre still not baiting me with the "is captain infi???" rewrites. i know how to count. (<- gonna look foolish if this later happens anyway. "am i that out of touch? no. its the author thats wrong") (speaking of counting haha very funny that sven and steven, names sounding like seven, meet infi, represented by an 8/infinite, and some undisclosed time later the somewhat sentient bench they were on meet captain (also known as seven). basic homestuckology

these side little detours into the world that was are fun i think. but again, most (all? honest to god i dont remember anyone named infi being a part of anything going on) of this was already in the original so ya

#*was gonna say piigs for inclusion and insult reclaiment but ehh sensitive topic still ig #sugar.txt #reading romac