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dreadfutures · 3 months

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Loving LUMO: 2018 to Present :)

Just up in my feelings about my dog today. He's doing great! I love my dog! I just wanna talk about him. A lot. :) Like this is looooong.

I got my dog at the end of my senior year of undergrad, after I knew I got into a PhD program. I knew I couldn't make it through alone so I wanted a dog.

When I was young, I wanted a wolf! I wanted big fluffy scary looking dogs. Then I wanted a pretty, fluffy, exotic dog. But as I grew older and actually MET dogs (I didn't have a lot of them in my life before), I realized that those weren't the dog breeds for me. I wanted a dog that fit my lifestyle, but also a dog that NEEDED a home, and love. And I wanted to make an impact, rescuing a breed that was often found in overflowing shelters in the US.

Why coonhounds? **mentions of animal abuse, skip to the next section

In California, shelters are primarily full of huskies, chihuahuas, german shepherds, and pitbulls. Since I didn't know where I was going to live or what the ordinances would be, I reluctantly decided I couldn't get a pitty. Many of the chihuahuas, huskues, and GSDs in shelters have serious health problems, probably coming from puppy mills and unethical breeding situations. I knew that any dog could develop an expensive health condition (foreshadowing) but I wanted to find a breed where that was less likely to happen.

I had read that the less "pretty" working dogs are usually better bred. They're smart, learn quickly, and (many hunting dogs) are content with long lazy seasons on the couch. I also learned that hunting dogs are abused and abandoned after hunting season, especially when people get "hunting breeds" and assume all the complex training of hunting is instinctive--it's not, it must be trained. But these "Defective"/"Failed" hunting dogs are let go to freeze and starve, and shelters can't take all of them. Someone called them the chihuahua of the south lol.

“It is sad when they treat these dogs as ‘tools’ they can throw away, instead of treating them like family members.”

Whether dumped or lost, these hunting dogs end up in local shelters, if they’re lucky. Many times they end up shot, hit by cars, or die of starvation or disease.

Believe me I read up on all the downsides of adopting a rescue vs. getting a purebred puppy from a breeder. I read up on all the downsides of hunting breeds. And even so I knew this was probably going to be a good fit.

I also found Maddie on instagram, who is a gorgeous redtick coonhound and possibly the most well-trained dog in the world. I was convinced and turned to a national Coonhound Rescue that takes coonhounds from the south and moves them across the country to be loved in places where they're not so common.

Finding Lu

I originally did want a female redtick that looked like Maddie, so I put in an application for one. The rescue called me and said they had another dog in mind for me and my lifestyle, "But he has a lot of skin! That means he drools A LOT."

His name was Dallas.

Dallas is a handsome 2 year old American English Coonhound being fostered in [city]. He enjoys the simple life and loves nothing more than a warm, comfy place to sleep. He is housetrained, cratetrained and leashtrained; also good in the car. He would do well in a home with slightly older children and would make an excellent companion. This boy wants a loving and consistent family or person to show him how great his life can be. He weighs about 55 lbs and also does well with cats and other dogs.

This is the photo I was sent. :) I fell in love. This was going to be my dog! MY DOG. My first dog. Mine.

I was told he had been found on the streets, emaciated and sick, and that he had become an absolute counter surfer and couch potato in his foster home. And he could climb 10 ft fences if he saw a cat lol. They said he had "anxiety," but as I learned it was severe, severe PTSD from abuse.

I was originally going to name him Mo. For "Mopey." He had the saddest brown eyes and emo eyeliner, it seemed to fit. But "Mo" sounds a lot like "No!" and I soon realized they weren't kidding about hounds being independent and strong-willed. I still wanted "Mo" to be part of his name, but decided on LUMO as a chemistry reference since it was very relevant to my subfield I was going into. So he became "Lu."

The very first day I took him home, he had explosive diarrhea all over the car and there were no dog bathing places taking walk ins, so I had to haul his 35 pounds of skin and bones into the bath. Intense bonding experience to be sure.

He was so, so skinny. You can see in the photos how knobby his tail is, and how you can count his spine, and how all his ribs and his hips stick out. People would come up to me at restaurants and YELL at me "don't you FEED YOUR DOG?????? how can you be so cruel?" as if there wasn't a possibility that I was rescuing an emaciated and abused dog?

I thought he was skinny because of his past on the streets, and I think that was part of it for sure. But what I learned was that he wasn't just having digestive issues because he was "adjusting to his kibble" -- he's actually allergic to chicken, and he was on a chicken diet.

He was losing a lot of weight from the diarrhea, and he was SO itchy, and he had constant infections in those big, soft ears. We did a lot of elimination to figure out his allergies and he's actually allergic to a lot of things, but chicken is by far the worst.

As soon as I switched him to salmon, he started gaining weight really well, shooting up to a healthy 50 pounds. He also stopped getting constant ear infections!

The trauma

So the thing about Lu is that he isn't just "anxious." Anxious doesn't describe him:

He was terrified of blond men with sunglasses. Like just wanted to melt into the ground and phase through walls levels of terrified. My best friend and room mate was a blond man who wore sunglasses all the time. Fortunately he had grown up on an Estate with a whole bunch of working dogs and was so good at helping me get him over his fear. He was afraid of strangers in general, but none as much as blond and bald guys.

He was GREAT on leash from the start! But randomly, he would just...stop. Freeze, plant his feet, stare glassy-eyed into the distance at nothing at all. Nothing in particular triggered it. Not sounds, not anything I could identify in common. Just sometimes...he'd just freeze and shut down. I had to carry him sometimes as far as a football field to get home. Often it was right in the middle of the street. :( After ten or so minutes of staring, he would come-to, and he would sit down and look around all disoriented.

Also I had been warned about how some dogs "pull" on leash. It turns out that most people are talking about pulling...ahead. And training a dog who pulls ahead is WAY different than a dog who tries to pull backwards. Lu was so skinny that he could slip out of his harness, no matter what size of his harness. I quickly learned there was no tying him off and going into restaurants by myself, because he could EASILY chew through any leash in a few seconds, and he could slip right out of his harness and just DIP. But even on walks, during his PTSD flashback moments, he could pull back so hard his arms would come up by his head and he'd just noodle out of his harness.

He was terrified of stairs. Going up and down. My bedroom was on the second floor. The beach was down a steep flight of stairs.

He had no idea how to play with other dogs at all.

He was scared of grass. It was as if he had never stepped on grass before and thought it was lava. I'm suspicious that he might have been trapped in a concrete outdoor dog run or kennel for most of his young life.

He had persistent UTIs... and he counter surfed and ate a whole stick of butter, and went into acute pancreatic failure.

He had some sort of paw trauma. it was impossible to touch his paws, let alone clip his nails. No matter how skinny and weak he was, it took more than 5 people to hold him down long enough to clip his nails. He was terrible at the groomers. Dremels weren't any betters.

Pretty early on I had to settle for "progress" over "perfect."

We took baby steps together. From May to August, he became so much more outgoing. He fell in love with my two tall blond sunglasses guy friends. He started learning to get excited about toys. And we developed a routine so he wouldn't destroy my room when I left him alone.

I had to respect that he definitely, 100%, always knew what I wanted him to do when I gave him commands. And when he refused and said "No," there was no food, no toy, no incentive I could give him to get him to do it. At least not that time.

When I first moved to grad school that September, I had a lot of people in my cohort come over to my apartment. Lu hid under my bed the whole time and wouldn't take any treats to coax him out. We lay a whole pack of turkey in front of him and he wouldn't come out. :(

But within a few months, he had a growing circle of human friends that he was comfortable with. And honestly even by October of that year, if a new stranger came to the apartment, all they had to do was get up on the couch and offer him a Merrick toothbrush treat and he'd be in their lap.

Here he is with his companion cube in early 2019. He loved that suede couch lol.

Health issues :(

So because he ate a whole stick of butter and went into acute pancreatitis, we started monitoring his blood levels. They got better after treatment--but never back to "normal." They remained at the "hmm this looks like renal failure, Cirrhosis, or hepatopathy" levels, which was weird, because he was constantly getting happier and acting healthier every day!!

Eventually a vet suggested we see an internal medicine specialist. Turns out.... Lu's liver is like. Tiny. Like puppy sized. He has had this disease since he was a baby, which is why he's never known he was sick lol.

After about 9k of imaging and stains and biopsies, we learned:

He has copper hepatopathy, which today my new vet's jaw dropped as a like "WOW we HEARD about this in vet school but I've NEVER actually seen it! It's so rare!"

His liver is tiny, full of fibrosis, cirrhotic, tons of remodeling (in the bad way). His liver is ORANGE from how much copper is in it. The damage is completely irreversible. I have a copy of the biopsy & lab results and I can just imagine the scientist at the research institute they sent the samples off to, their voice as they wrote this report. It screams "HOW IS THIS DOG ALIVE?"

I just find it so funny, as another analytical scientist.

The other funny thing is that they prescribed him chelation therapy to help him get better (it didn't help and he doesn't get worse without it, so we have since stopped that; it was expensive). My PhD thesis is in metal chelation lolololol of Ni, Co, Cu. lololol

So that was an expensive process. He has to have a prescription low-copper diet, which has stopped most of his symptoms of this disease, and we have to do expensive blood tests to make sure he doesn't get worse.

And then he became a sock eater.

He passed the first few. Then he got sick. With the vet's help, he was able to pass it without surgery. And then the next time, it was life or death.

The vet I went to was so unethical and immoral but it was my only fucking option. I wouldn't have my dog here if my best friend at the time hadn't been wealthy enough to give me the 13k I needed on the spot, in cash, to save my dog's life with surgery.

In the hospital, the fucking awful vets:

claimed to use dissolving stitches. I don't think they did; I still feel them! 4 years later!!!

let him get a skin infection all over his body that made his paws swell up and bleed, and his paw pads fall off and bleed. It was terrifying. And cost me more money of course. It was so evil. He still has scarring all over his legs from it where fur hasn't grown back :(

He has bad teeth but according to the vet "not the worst! :)"

He expresses his glands in his sleep sometimes. UGHHHH they don't tell you that about dogs lol.

He still is terrible for claws. It's been worse and worse lately, to the point where I worry about how long his nails are and whether it will be bad for his joints. But it's the only thing he's really ever been aggressive for. :( I really worry about him. I have trained him to scratch a board of sandpaper to file them down, but they get sharp that way too lol.

Progress, not perfect. He lets me give him paw massages and check his nails and manhandle him, but just. Not clippers or dremel. :( Not there yet.

Anyway, he has been super healthy for many years now. He's got lumps and bumps and skin tags. The vet thinks he's about 9 years old, and definitely a senior. ;_; <3

Things I Love about LUMO

His ears are, I'm not kidding, the softest material in the world. And so warm. He loves it when I stick my finger in his ear and tickle his brain. He loves an armpit scratch. His tail used to be like, stuck, in such a sad position and I never thought he'd wag his tail and now it waves high all the time.

They told me he would probably never be a dog who plays. But when I got him, within a few weeks, I found the puppy inside of him. He runs like a silly rocking horse, completely uncoordinated and flopsy. He'll do fetch. He loves surgically disemboweling stuffed animals. He throws around his XTREME CHEW PLASTIC ANTLER and plays fetch with it with me.

He has several "spots" where I can get his leg thumping when I scratch him. He loves to be wrapped up in a burrito of blankets and sit in a sunbeam.

He leans on me and looks up at me with those big brown eyes and there's no fear or sadness in them anymore it's just sweetness and silliness.

He is so smart. He's attended a bunch of PhD level classes, and he's developed his own language. He's so smart. He knows how to tell me what he wants, he knows the rules and knows how to push them right up to the limit. He loves his sweaters. He will tell me what he wants by tapping on things with his paw. He knows that if I hold out my left hand it's to hold his paw and do a shake. If I hold out my right hand it means wait. He knows that the camera I have can see him and he'll knock it over so he can do mischief.

He loves his velvet chaise lounge. He loves his memory foam ultrasoft velvet bed. He loves his goose down comforter. He loves to sit on my pillow and fart. He basks in sunbeams and curls up in a tiny tiny little ball and he shrimps and sucks on his toes. He's basically a cat. He doesn't really want to go on walks, he pulls me back inside as soon as he's done his business. Except for when we have company--he loves walking with a pack of people.

When he talks to me, like just having a conversation, he sounds like a seal. Like a tortured seal. Or like a crying baby. He's never really figured out how to be a dog or sound like a real dog but we understand each other that's what matters.

He absolutely takes advantage of this to complain when I am not giving him what he wants. He'll roll over on the ground like a drama queen and wail and cry like I'm abusing him and it's because I'm across the room holding a pork chop that's just for me.

Today in the car he was WAILING like a seal, which usually means "LET ME OUT I NEED TO POOP" but after 3 or 4 tries to walk him, he made it clear that what he ACTUALLY meant was "PEDAL TO THE METAL GIRLS LET'S GO WHY AREN'T WE MOVING WHY IS THERE NO WIND ON MY FACE OR FLAPPING IN MY EARS MOOOOOOOOOVE."

For a while he was 69 pounds (NICE) but he's back to 64 lol. He stays between 63-70 pretty much depending on how active he is.

Anyway I have been reminiscing a lot because I figured it was time to add him to the "happy endings" page on the rescue website and I was going down memory lane.

Looking at the photo I took on the day I brought him home, and a photo I took last month, you can see his white face is spreading.

The defined white bit on his nose that whispers between his eyes has now spread to both his eyebrows, and his cheeks are getting quite white. But his eyes are bright and his ears are perked up and he is safe and warm and loved and stinky and soft. He gets fresh treats all the time (he loooooves celery, and pears, and sometimes carrots and sweet potatoes. and tortilla chips. and salmon oil.). He loves his prescription kibble and our routine. He has lovely friends and lovely car rides and he is just the best dog I could have asked for in my life when I got him and every day.

I've had to be so patient and calm and kind even when I was scared and angry, with his stress and his ptsd and his destructiveness and messiness. All he deserves and needs is love and he knows what's wrong and what isn't, sometimes he just can't help himself, and we move on together. He made sure I had a reason to come home and not sleep in lab during my PhD. He made sure I had a reason to get out of bed during my PhD.

And now we're just living our best lives together. :)

#personal #loving lumo #dogs of tumblr #idk if that's a thing #rescue dog #coonhound

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dragyouthroughthewhump · 7 months

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Has anyone listened to any audio whump stories? Cuz I am listening to a horror anthology podcast and boy does it have amazing whump in it. A free bonus episode I just finished had full on pet whump with conditioning, hand gore, chains, muzzles, ect. It's so different having actual sound along with the dialogue. Love this podcast, lord, I hope it doesn't end.

#whump prompt #whump ideas #pet whump #audio whump #idk if that's a thing #if you want short drabbles or a long series this is for you #if you want bad endings all around this is for you #there's little fluff and mostly misguided comfort by a carewhumper

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besiegedhunter · 9 months

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Projekt Red's story so far and where it will go

So once again talking about Red. This time I wanted to talk about her story because Il Siracusano did an amazing job of outlining where it goes next and I've not seen anyone talk about it myself.

That and I just think it's really interesting how much care has gone into her character, which sadly get overlooked a lot of the time.

But anyway, it shall be under the cut because I can't be concise or like the extra details. You choose.

Now I do just want to say that I've not read Lunacub's module so I may miss things in that though I think for the sake of Red's story and how different Agnese is to Grandma, there hopefully shouldn't be anything relevant to this post.

Also where Red's story will go will be towards the bottom if you want to skip to that.

But starting off with just a confirmation that Red is a Fang with this line from Bernado:

Now with that, I want to start at the very beginning with Red becoming Grandma's Fang, which we don't know much about. What can be gathered however is that it was since a very young age, to the point that she can't remember anything before being trained by Grandma:

And she does remember Grandma, as shown in the module:

This 'not remembering anything before becoming a Fang' is also shared by Lunacub as shown in her file and, although it may be much more dumbed down than the truth or Grandma getting Red as her Fang was different, Agnese does comment that she 'found' Lunacub:

Now, found by Grandma at a extremely young age, she grew up not knowing anything more than what Grandma taught her which wasn't much and what she did learn was not taught to her in a very good manner.

Red has many problems that she has to deal with in the present time due to Grandma's raising of her, which if you saw how Lunacub acted within the story, within her files, within Ben's Azione Solo, isn't the case every time with a Fang as Lunacub is quite capable and fine socializing.

This is because by Agnese's own words she wants the best for Lunacub but by Grandma's actions you can tell she wants nothing but a weapon out of Red:

As a result of Grandma's raising, Red has educational and social issues:

And likely heightened defensive reflexes towards anything that gets close:

Red also has extreme issues in thinking for herself, adapting to different situations and recognizing the problems in her life, all of these being the focus of her module and the center of her character development:

It's so bad that Kal'tsit, with nothing to go off of but how Grandma has affected Red (at least how much Rhodes has picked up on) deems it both dire as well as impossible for her to do anything about besides spend as much time merely trying to influence Red to push her to making this into her own hands:

Which, Agnese then comments on in Lunacub's files no more optimistic than her:

But putting a pin in that.

So as shown: Red is trained to be Grandma's Fang but not taught how to survive society or a lot of other things. As such Red is in a dire state when she meets Kal'tsit and they make an agreement that Red can stay at Rhodes, working with them in exchange for shelter:

But equally, what Kal'tsit recognizes that Red doesn't is the damage that Grandma has caused her. Though she doesn't know much about it, specifically the extent, she does deem it a serious issue but one she can only do so much to help Red with.

But as Agnese says: "They tried to influence her but it was all that Red knew." Furthermore: It's soaked into her identity. Listen to her dialogue and it's all about hunting, her being a wolf hunter.

A quick thing: Red's promotional record states she predates S.W.E.E.P but S.W.E.E.P must've come about soon after Rhodes was created and as of Il Siracusano five years have passed since Babel fell and Rhodes came about so that's up to five years Kal'tsit has been trying to influence Red.

So, Red appearing in Il Siracusano is the choice that she makes and in the scene with Crownslayer in IS-ST-4 she talks both about what Kal'tsit and Grandma want from her:

Also as seen in Red's module she says 'I listen to Kal'tsit' a lot and her with Grandma she 'Does as Grandmother asks.' so that's an interesting thing of note.

But she chose what to do: go back to being a Fang, hunting down the rest of the Fangs for Grandma. Despite all the problems that Grandma has caused her. Which is really tragic honestly and possibly because Grandma to this day is influencing her:

But there's a bit of hope because she does still talk about Kal'tsit and she has her doubts as shown in her Trust 3:

It's really the entirety of her story is about her acknowledging what she wants and deciding her own life, not Grandma. And at Rhodes she has gone on vacation, Kal'tsit has managed to get her to agree to things such as only killing Wolves or being empathetic to Crownslayer. She's also warmed up to some operators and shown interest in other Lupos.

So as bleak as it is for her to still be working for Grandma and likely not acknowledge the harm she's inflicted, all alone with no other Rhodes Island operator and if anything only Crownslayer who's out for revenge there with her, she will reclaim her life and return to Rhodes.

Now where is Red's story going from here? Well, as we know as of the beginning of Il Siracusano and courtesy of Bernado there are only five Fangs left in the Signore dei Lupi's game:

Projekt Red

Lunacub

Crownslayer's Master

Bernado

And an unnamed Fang in the Wilderness

But by the end of Il Siracusano, Bernado killed himself. Red kills Crownslayer's mentor. And Agnese wants to take Lunacub out of the game. Whether or not she succeeds Lunacub is outside of Siracusa while Red has remained there.

And as stated in her confrontation with Crownslayer, Kal'tsit told her to kill two wolves, with Crownslayer's mentor being one of them.

So Red has one more Fang to kill and there's only one more Fang left in Siracusa. No doubt this character and the end of the Signore dei Lupi's game will be where Red will be going next, with either her succeeding and Grandma becoming the Leader of the Pack or something else happens.

But strictly speaking she won't be returning to Rhodes Island until she's gotten character development and it's safe for Lunacub for the two of them to both be on Rhodes Island together. And I am so extremely excited for development on her story.

#arknights #projekt red #il siracusano #one day I'll learn how to do shorter posts #that or I can just do a tl;dr ver #idk if that's a thing #also I do want a Red Alter #I think for all she's been through an alter where her life is healthier and shes happier is fair #also whether or not its limited idc #though if limited i want she-wolf lore #and crownslayer as another 6*#but i'll be content enough that she has an event #and/or an alter

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persimminos · 3 days

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one day anime crossover fest......one day

#idk if that's a thing #it just wld work so well

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munetune · 1 year

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hitting on 16 annotation dump

originally created march 24th 2022

transcript below for easy reading + extra notes at the end i added that aren’t in the image

note: some of this is disjointed, some of it is just random thoughts. this is just how I like annotating

Title: Hitting on 16 Annotation Dump

Speaker: "Las Nevadas" as told by c!Wilbur (this is because all of the lines open with "I am" and the last line is "I am turgid Las Nevadas")

Side Note: throwback to when you had to do those poems in high school/secondary school

Side Note 2: themes of artifice, healing, pain, and corruption?

First Line: I am the gilding of the gold

gilding with gold: covering up appearances to look good, hiding (reminds me of Gilded Age)

gold: power, righteousness, wealth

Second Line: I am the painting of the lily

painting: artistic, passionate, 'higher class'/elevated, sophisticated, not real, imitation of the real thing

lily: purity, death...

Third Line: I am the crushing of the sand

crush: violent connotations

crushing of sand: sand is already crushed. overdoing it? overcompensation? tryhard? grind down to dust? dust = death

Side Note: lol sand

Fourth Line: I am the tirading tide of bland

tide: ocean = change, purity, vast

tirade: long angry speech: c!Quackity DID make Las Nevadas as part of his defiant attempt to reclaim agency and power...

bland: c!Wilbur sees all of this and deems it boring... uninspired. tasteless. (which he doesn't actually because he wouldn't have wanted to join if he truly believed this) -> plays into the burger empire, bland food haha

Fifth Line: I am the taunting silver light which penetrates and scars the sky

The Needle! Or the Effiel Tower, not sure

taunting: reminder that c!Wilbur is rejected from Las Nevadas... He can probably see this from the Burger Van.

silver: pure, holy

penetrates: occupies his mind.

sky - mind, reminds me of c!Quackity's wings scars: reminds me of c!Quackity's scar... maybe equating Las Nevadas sky to c!Quackity? or maybe c!Quackity is the embodiment of Las Nevadas... also the fact that c!Quackity has his office in the Needle, and he bases his operations in there, so if the scar = the needle then it's like his actions stem from his trauma and pain... (percieved by c!Wilbur?) Additionally, scars are signs of healed over injuries... c!Quackity trying to heal from the past and move on even though it hurts sometimes. But if Las Nevadas is "artificial and fake", does this mean that c!Quackity's healing is fake? (c!Wilbur thinks c!Quackity isn't actually healing?) Alternatively, the light/tower is doing the scarring, so maybe this is hurting c!Quackity rather than helping

Sixth Line: I am the remnant hopes and dreams of all good men that come to die

remnant = ghost: relates to "come to die"

hopes and dreams: c!Quackity wanting a place to belong and call a home/reclaim agency & power

good men: the corruption of c!Quackity Sadge

come to die: people gamble in hopes of winning it big but just end up in debt, maybe saying that c!Quackity is gambling on Las Nevadas making his dreams (previously stated above) come true, but it will ultimately fail (RUDE)

Seventh Line: I am the surgeon's chromium dagger

surgeon: precision, skilled, career with a high percentage of sociopaths, able to ruthlessly do what others can't/maybe saying c!Quackity/Las Nevadas has no empathy. Maybe a callback to the healing in line five?

L'Manburg was made with the intent of being a drug empire and later prioritized being a home, Las Nevadas was made to control the economy on the SMP... maybe c!Wilbur feels like it is heartless in comparison to L'Manburg? Even though they were both started as financial projects, Las Nevadas is on a very different scale... maybe some jealousy?

chromium: shiny

dagger: different connotation from sword, sword is more affiliated with knights and daggers are more associated with thieves = sneaky/cunning

Eighth (Final) Line: I am turgid Las Nevadas

turgid: reminds me of turd not gonna lie

swollen: infection? rotten, corrupted? impure intentions compared to L'Manburg?

pompous: c!Wilbur thinks it is stuck-up

Concludes that Las Nevadas has these qualities

Theory: self-projection by c!Wilbur. Might feel like he is putting on these ideas of grandeur but is actually investing into false hope and grasping at dreams to hold onto. Blandness... being tired... sounds like depression. Taunting light, he wants that healing for himself? But he recognizes that it is unhealthy... unhealthy coping mechanisms? Jealous maybe? of c!Quackity who seems to have it together and wants that for himself while putting down c!Quackity/Las Nevadas because he wants them on the same level, to be kindred spirits. But he also recognizes that c!Quackity doesn't entirely have it all together, which is why he keeps poking at him to see the ugly, the anger. He doesn't want to be alone in his pain. Misery loves company and he is misery. He wants this shiny exterior to be fake, and to some extent he is correct. c!Quackity is in pain and he is hurting- he's trying to hold on and pull himself together and move on because if he doesn't it'll ruin him. Reminds me of c!Schlatt's ghost in the lore teasers... c!Wilbur recognizes maybe that Las Nevadas is a place born from trauma and pain, and identifies with it. I am Las Nevadas, born from pain.

extras notes (created march 26th 2022): ADDING TO THE THEME OF ARTIFICE !! the fact that the desert is manmade!

inserted link to the following tweet

https://twitter.com/linktoo_craft/status/1507429054072471560

transcript of the tweet thread by @linktoo_craft (originally created march 25th 2022):

literally will never get over how poetic it is that quackity's las nevadas is an artificial desert

(addition march 26th 2022) The way it was originally a snow biome. Quackity rebuilt it by himself to his own vision of his city as a means to make it his own. It's a fake desert. Nevadas is translated to snow in spanish. Embellished and beautiful in its artificiality, a city of lights.

(addition march 26th 2022) Also something about foolish leaving his own home which is in a real desert and persuaded to go follow quackity, in a manmade desert. Like how cool is that when you look at all the miles and miles of sand and it starts goddamn snowing

#tntduo #wilbur soot #c!wilbur #quackity #c!quackity #c!tntduo #ho16 #dsmp #dsmpblr #tntblr #quackblr #sootblr #idk if that's a thing #dsmp lore thoughts

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2018wattpaduser · 3 months

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Okay. Who was gonna tell me about Rex is not your lawyer?

It's crazy good.

There's only one episode and it never aired and it's american. But. It's so much better than I thought. The plot guys, there's so much potential. It hurts.

The plot is basically that we have Rex, who was a very successful lawyer. But then he had a panic attack and he couldn't speak in court anymore because of stress. Now he helps people to be their own lawyers. It's fun, really.

Rex stands in the line of David's miserable characters rightfully. That alone should give you enough reason to watch it.

That one episode was made in 2010 which is just in the time between 1987 and 2024 when his best works were made.

The thing that hurts is there's only one episode and absolutely nothing else. I haven't found any fanfics or anything. I mean, I watched it yesterday and I've been looking since, so...

(That sounded like Shinso, in my head, which is a character's name from MHA, if anyone knows it.)

Anyway, the point is, if you have anything related please tell me, my mind is filled with this and I haven't slept much.

You can watch it here

#david tennant #rex is not your lawyer #rex is not your mother #im suffering #this show would have so much potential #crime shows #lawyer show #court show #idk if that's a thing

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sylvies-kablooie · 3 months

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i do unironically think the best artists of our generation are posting to get 20 notes and 3 reblogs btw. that fanfic with like 45 kudos is some of the best stuff ever written. those OCs you carry around have some of the richest backstories and worldbuilding someone has ever seen. please do not think that reaching only a few people when you post means your art isn't worth celebrating.

#i often wonder about how many things would be considered classic or high art had they only received the marketing #how many short films that were made for class could have been the most powerful thing you'd ever seen? if you'd seen them?#“you know the greatest films of all time were never made” etc etc #but like. these works of art ARE being made. it's just enjoyed by a smaller audience with equal impact though #i think about this one furry i used to follow on insta who had the coolest worldbuilding ever. it's been years.#thought prompted by that sketch of nimona from ten years ago that was just for a character design #posted to the creator's tumblr and now it's nominated for best animated feature film at the oscars #and by the genuine emotional reaction a fan comic made me feel. how much work had gone into it. how beautiful it was to me.#idk what to tag this but i hope whoever needs to hear it does #writing #writer #fandom #fandom culture #artist

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so-many-ocs · 5 months

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[on the verge of having a complete breakdown] i need to make some kind of list or perhaps sort things into categories

#🌿 misc #idk how to tag this #i just love making lists #and sorting things into categories #pinterest #??#this is part of what motivates me to write i just love making lists of scenes and then sorting them into categories #bangers

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snowflakeeel · 5 months

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the holidays are never officially here until i see the christmas light extension cord of death by electricity and I have yet to see it.

#its the male/male cord plug thing #idk im not an electricitologist

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barblaz-arts · 3 months

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look me in the eye and tell me Charlie wouldn't do this

#hazbin hotel #chaggie #charlie morningstar #vaggie #just a quick lil thing #my art #idk how to properly draw wings yet but i had to

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vinylattes · 9 months

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What is the key to enjoying life? (x)

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adjit · 4 months

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I think we need to get more comfortable with the idea that sometimes shitty, racist, homophobic, bigoted people are still incredibly talented.

I feel like every time I see a post addressing someone’s shitty behavior the post also takes the time to mention that they’re not even good at [x] anyway. And that’s just not always true? Equating being good at a skill as being morally good is just not necessary. Someone can be a fantastic writer, can have a beautiful singing voice, can create breathtaking artwork, and still be a horrible person.

I know part of this is probably just the instinct to dislike everything about a person when you dislike them, but I also think this mindset leads to people defending creatives way past where they should, because if bad people create bad art, then if this person creates art that I like and resonates with me, then they can’t be a bad person!

And you know. That’s just not true. Those two things are simply completely unconnected and I think it’d be healthier if we all started disconnecting them in our heads.

#ramblings tag #like idk. I think it’s possible to feel distaste for someone’s stuff while acknowledging it’s objectively good #but sometimes people act like admitting there’s a single good thing about a person who’s been shitty is impossible #and like. no! people are multifaceted and can have many positives #those don’t change the fact that they’ve done shitty things

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funplecs · 5 months

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I was thinking about dungeon based media and I made this alignment chart

#fear and hunger #funger #dungeon meshi #delicious in dungeon #idk how big the overlap between these two things is #alignment chart #if you have more dungeon based media pls add #love me a dungeon

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inkskinned · 9 months

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because sometimes there are invisible tests and invisible rules and you're just supposed to ... know the rule. someone you thought of as a friend asks you for book recommendations, so you give her a list of like 30 books, each with a brief blurb and why you like it. later, you find out she screenshotted the list and send it out to a group chat with the note: what an absolute freak can you believe this. you saw the responses: emojis where people are rolling over laughing. too much and obsessive and actually kind of creepy in the comments. you thought you'd been doing the right thing. she'd asked, right? an invisible rule: this is what happens when you get too excited.

you aren't supposed to laugh at your own jokes, so you don't, but then you're too serious. you're not supposed to be too loud, but then people say you're too quiet. you aren't supposed to get passionate about things, but then you're shy, boring. you aren't supposed to talk too much, but then people are mad when you're not good at replying.

you fold yourself into a prettier paper crane. since you never know what is "selfish" and what is "charity," you give yourself over, fully. you'd rather be empty and over-generous - you'd rather eat your own boundaries than have even one person believe that you're mean. since you don't know what the thing is that will make them hate you, you simply scrub yourself clean of any form of roughness. if you are perfect and smiling and funny, they can love you. if you are always there for them and never admit what's happening and never mention your past and never make them uncomfortable - you can make up for it. you can earn it.

don't fuck up. they're all testing you, always. they're tolerating you. whatever secret club happened, over a summer somewhere - during some activity you didn't get to attend - everyone else just... figured it out. like they got some kind of award or examination that allowed them to know how-to-be-normal. how to fit. and for the rest of your life, you've been playing catch-up. you've been trying to prove that - haha! you get it! that the joke they're telling, the people they are, the manual they got- yeah, you've totally read it.

if you can just divide yourself in two - the lovable one, and the one that is you - you can do this. you can walk the line. they can laugh and accept you. if you are always-balanced, never burdensome, a delight to have in class, champagne and glittering and never gawky or florescent or god-forbid cringe: you can get away with it.

you stare at your therapist, whom you can make jokes with, and who laughs at your jokes, because you are so fucking good at people-pleasing. you smile at her, and she asks you how you're doing, and you automatically say i'm good, thanks, how are you? while the answer swims somewhere in your little lizard brain:

how long have you been doing this now? mastering the art of your body and mind like you're piloting a puppet. has it worked? what do you mean that all you feel is... just exhausted. pick yourself up, the tightrope has no net. after all, you're cheating, somehow, but nobody seems to know you actually flunked the test. it's working!

aren't you happy yet?

#almost wrote the champagne line as ''effervescent'' but legit could not write it without saying ''effervescent like a snail''#ah tumblr...#writeblr #warm up #idk . having trouble writing rn #ps i don't like to talk about it . it is my medical information. but before you ask. yes this is about being on the spectrum #i really don't like when ppl make my writing about how im [whatever ID]. i want it to ring true for the people who it rings true for #i don't want it to be like ''awwwww look at this person!!! she's the EXCEPTION!!! :)" .....#no.... not really.....#idk something gross happens whenever i admit to certain conditions and i turn into like inspiration p*rnography #like yes they actually let us use keyboards these days #furthermore i just... dont feel comfortable talking about this part of me. i had too bad of a childhood. adhd is one thing...#this one im like. still coming to terms with. which is like. my own journey.#idk. just please be kind. some things are more private than others. this one feels private to me.#i do not know how to help others w/this . and i do not know how to help myself. i will talk about it if im ever ready. idk if that will #actually ever happen #ty in advance i love u im kissing you we are kissing somewhere on the spectrum

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