#rambles '24

[bokkerijder]

pro-AI in the sense of "they taught a bread scanning computer to recognize cancer cells" etc etc

against AI in the sense of "we stole artwork from hundreds to thousands of artists, didn't credit them and didn't financially compensate them"

#rambles '24 #ok to reblog btw #all my posts are ok to reblog #if not i would make them unrebloggable lmao #edit: i am a fool #i said that thinking this would maybe get 5 notes or something #and now we're here lol

[listen-to-the-inner-walrus]

so in an attempt to actually use positive thinking, anytime i fuck up and my brain reacts as if ive cause a minor apocalyptic event, i compare my fuck up to the 4 minute fuck up committed by the crew of the uss william d porter.

and only today, as i was having to explain what happened to my mom when i was explaining the whole comparison thing, did i realise that most people dont know about it and ive decided that needs to change because its objectively hilarious.

...which is a weird thing to say about an event that occured on a warship in 1943, specifically november 14th.

see the uss william d porter was a fletcher-class destroyer but you dont need to know what that means, just that she had guns that went bang bang and that she was escorting another ship, the uss iowa, to cairo.

while they were on their way there, they performed some gun trials like testing the anti-aircraft guns or the torpedos. and while they were running a torpedo drill, the crew of the porter managed to fire a live torpedo straight at the iowa which you know, in terms of a list of things to do while escorting a ship, shooting a torpedo at them is not on that list.

especially if the president of the united states is on board.

yeah so fdr was on board and the gun trials were actually his idea, and part of the trials was that they were conducted under radio silence.

and that means the crew of the porter couldnt just call the iowa to be like "move out the way, we accidentally shot a torpedo at you."

but they did have signal lamps and you know, the signalman on board was trained to signal this exact kind of message.

...and uh never mind, the signalman did manage to successfully tell the iowa that a torpedo was coming toward them but wasnt as successful when it came to the direction the torpedo was coming from.

not all hope is lost though because the signalman could still use the signal lamp to correct his previous mistake and-, never mind, he announced that the porter was reversing, which she wasnt.

yeah so at catastrophic mistake number 3, they broke radio silence to warn the iowa and she managed to turn out of the way just in time which meant no one got hurt. and even though the inquiry into the incident led to chief torpedoman (fantastic job title btw) lawton dawson being sentences to hard labour, fdr intervened and waved away his sentence, saying it was all an accident.

but yeah, so thats my new measure for "how much did i really fuck up?" and when i compared accidentally picking up a pencil case without a tag on it in wilko, turns out it was a very minor fuck-up. yes, the cashier had to ask another worker to grab a duplicate so they could scan the barcode, but i didnt nearly kill the president during wartime via accidental friendly fire

#kai rambles #so like #i enjoy ships and learning about them and looking at them but like #i dont really care for warships #i dont hate them viscerally like i do cruise ships but i never really care for them #apart from the ones that were just like either ridiculously designed like the hms captain or the vasa or the novgorod #or the ones where just insane shit happened like with the william d porter #like this isnt even the extent of the porters unfortunate incidents like shr was sank by a kamikaze attack that MISSED #but somehow ended up below the ship and exploded and just like yeeted the porter out of the water #william d porter #uss william d porter #ww2 #world war 2 #world war ii #warships #again warships are really not my thing but god some of them are so fucking funny #uss iowa #fdr #franklin d. roosevelt #this suddenly got so many notes in like less than 24 hours what the fuck #shipposting

[duckprintspress]

Urgent: Help Us Not Get Screwed

Anyone who follows us has seen us screaming from the hill-tops about our current crowdfunding campaign for Aether Beyond the Binary (17 aetherpunk stories! Outside the gender binary main characters!). We've only got 50 hours left...and we just got screwed.

Our Anthology Kickstarter is being scammed.

About two hours ago, with us still roughly $1,500 from our goal, we got a junk pledge for almost $2,000. This pushed us into being marked as "funded" but there is zero chance it's a real pledge, it's from a shell account marked as being in Turkey. This kind of money doesn't just fall like a miracle into the laps of small business like ours.

The timing on this attack is devastating. The final 48 hours of a campaign are absolutely critical, especially for one as close to meeting our goal as we are. We were very likely to hit our target, but doing so was going to require appeals to y'all that started with "hey, we're so close, please help spread the word." Further, the campaign has hundreds of followers who will get a notification at the 48 hour mark, and many who might have backed to help get us to the finish line will now think "oh, they're there, they don't need me," and not back. Meanwhile, one of two things will happen with the spam pledge: either it will get removed by Kickstarter, which could take hours or a day+, totally nuking us during this crucial window, or it won't get removed until the payment bounces post-campaign, at which point we won't actually have enough money to do fulfillment.

Either way, we are fucked.

Please, please don't let these dipshits ruin the love and passion that 30+ people have poured into this project for over a year.

Our campaign IS NOT FUNDED, and it won't be without help. I'm begging, help spread the word about how we're getting screwed, and help spread the word about Aether Beyond the Binary (visit the link for so much info!) so that we can get enough real pledges to fund this project we've poured our hearts and souls into.

SUPPORT THE QUEER ANTHOLOGY KICKSTARTER FOR AETHER BEYOND THE BINARY (with your pledges or with signal boosts!)

#unforth rambles #like seriously guys i feel sick #this is a disaster #and the absolute earliest KS can do anything about it is in another 2 hours when their offices open #but it will probably take longer #someone else i know running a campaign right now it took 24 plus hours to get rid of an $8k spam pledge on their campaign #we WILL NOT FUND if it takes that long #in my submission to KS support I've begged them to give us another day #but even that's only a stop-gap because we've been advertising as ending tomorrow #there's no fixing this #i'm so upset i'm nauseous

[violetsandshrikes]

one of the most insidious wellness/health trends is the “women ditch your birth control because it’s bad for you!!! they’re trying to poison you but it’s okay you can track your cycle naturally and that alone will prevent pregnancy”

can guarantee that if you go into the following of these accounts, the sources cited from these accounts, the tagged posts from these accounts - they are nearly always linked to greater movements about “restoring the west”, “we need women at home having children again” and other weird trad shit

“many women have issues with birth control because women are routinely dismissed/misdiagnosed by medical professionals” =/= “you should trust suspicious people about high risk alternatives”

#as a 24 yr old woman it is genuinely terrifying to see how many women around me are buying into this. #katie rambles #wellness trends

[allroseshave-their-pricks]

My roommates keep stealing my tools because they don't have any, so I'm curious

#random rose rambles #popular post #polls #tool box #tool set #adulting #it's just so weird to me #that my engineering roommates have ZERO tools between them #they keep stealing my stuff. which is fine #most of the stuff is for the good of the house. and i'm not using it 24/7 anyways #but one specifically was like 'why don't you have xyz? everyone should have that' #and I was like 'bro you don't have anything. what do you MEAN' #like I got a tool bag in high school #it's not the highest quality stuff but it all works

[batbabydamian]

woke up and immediately fell to the floor

#rambling #he did this so fast?? i got an email question about it under 24 hours ago he ZOOMED #i think Jimenez defaults to Damian’s Reborn suit bc i didn’t prompt which outfit lol #should i just commission hugs from now on #the serotonin feels worth the hole in my wallet HAHA #asked for a happy hug and this man delivered!! Damian’s smile is going to fuel me through today 😭

[ninjawitdaddyissues]

do yall see the arm muscle definition, jaw line, neck tendons..... is this..... twunk birth???

#danielhowell #dan howell #daniel howell #wad #wad live 24 #we're all doomed #olly rambles

[charbeess]

people of ninjago who have a phd in skybound.

what in the living world is nadakhan’s accent. please. someone please tell me. i was rewatching the season last night with a friend ( all while cringing and screaming in the mix ) and literally, we spent like 10 minutes trying to figure out his accent. i just. i can’t figure it out??

i mean okay i’m awful at picking up accents anyways but i feel like i SHOULD know it but i don’t. please help a fellow skybound enjoyer this is gonna eat me alive

#google is not helpful either #i’m losing my mind please someone tell me #it’s been on my mind for nearly 24 hours PLEASE #i am suffering in the unknown #ninjago skybound #ninjago #chard rambles #except this isn’t a ramble it’s a cry for help

[miku-meeku]

SINCE NO ONE HAS POSTED IT YET, I WILL DO THE HONORS, NO NEED TO THANK ME HEHEHEHEHEHE........HEH...HE...i rlly need to stop whitneying

#dol #dol whitney #whitney the bully #degrees of lewdity #dol screenshot #not my brain saying “im not gonna post a lot of dol new updates on tumblr cuz spoilers!!!!” and then doing it #I JUST NEED TO RAMBLE ABOUT WHITNEY 24/7 OR I WILL NOT SURVIVE

[apassingecho]

Ok so, I was thinking about how, in a lot of fics for the other seasons of life, they're in the games for like a few weeks/months but it couldn't be like that this time cause they have 24 hours. But then I remembered

Minecraft days last 20 real life minutes

This means that, if you want to be accurate to Minecraft rules, they have 72 days to live

Normal dead is -3 days

Normal kill is +1.5 days

Boogey dead is -6 days

And boogey kill is +3 days

#it really felt like 24 hours would make it hard to conceptualise in fic form #limited life smp #limited life spoilers #limited life #traffic spoilers #trafficblr #an echo's rambles #stuff i posted

[catscidr]

okay so. hybrids am i right? (people clap). but wait. crow hybrid dottore (people clap and cheer). yeah. so anyways ( ͡º ꒳ ͡º) time to ramble teehee cw: dottore x afab reader, im rambling, established relationship, light descriptions of gore and mentions of amputation. nsfw!! minors dni!!! (what did u expect from a post about an animal hybrid), possessiveness, mentions of breeding and eggs, aftercare

crow hybrid dottore who has black forearms along with sharp black nails at the end of his slender fingertips, nails that make it almost impossible for him to wear gloves because they’ll just stab through the material (everytime he files them down they come right back somehow).

some small, duvet-like feathers line the black skin of his arm, usually hidden by his coat— though they peek out from underneath the end of his sleeves sometimes. every once in a while you'll find tiny black feathers scattered around his lab when you come visit. he also has some plumage protruding from his face- more specifically the skin of his cheekbones.

crow hybrid dottore who only has one wing (replacing the fluffy mantle he normally has on his left shoulder when wearing his uniform). one wing because, when he got banished from his hometown with torches and pitchforks, his right wing got badly injured.

the trauma on the bones and his back made it so that it could never be restored to its normal shape, the wing looking like a mangled mess at all times. he'd pick out scabs and dried blood constantly, the dull pain driving him crazy- so he eventually just amputated it off himself. moving on

crow hybrid dottore who, whenever you're sitting next to him, tilts his head to the opposite side of you. you'll be keeping him company at his desk while he files reports for the mora he used for his experiments and he'll just... absentmindedly tilt his head away.

the first time it happened you didn't even notice. the second time, you thought it was just a quirky habit of his. the third time you stared at his bare neck as your fingers felt as if they were drawn to the pale skin. a thin, stray lock of hair cascaded down his neck, and you used it as an excuse to touch him. as you brushed away his hair behind his ear, a throaty noise (almost like a purr) reached your ears.

you pulled your hand back with the same speed you would have if you'd just touched a hot stove. dottore, unbothered by your panic, simply tilts his head to expose more of his skin as he absentmindedly scoots closer to you, his thigh brushing along yours. the moment he realized what he was doing he kicked you out of his office out of pure embarrassment

crow hybrid dottore who sings hums to you occasionally; usually happens when you convince him to take a walk outside to get some fresh air. its more likely to happen when its warm and sunny, and even more likely when you're eating together. it'll be just the two of you sharing lunch on your patio, sunbathing, and your ears will pick up on a soft, quiet tune he's humming. just don't tell him when he's doing it- his feathers will ruffle and he'll storm off in a huff and finish eating his food inside.

crow hybrid dottore who seems to be magnetized to the crook of your neck whenever you wake up next to him. always peppering your skin in soft kisses (and sometimes bites), he'll nuzzle into you until you wriggle your way out of his grasp. it's unlikely that you successfully get rid of him though- he rarely shows you affection during the day (unless tolerating your presence counts), so more often than not you'll let him indulge in you.

your neck and shoulders always ends up smothered in hickeys and, though they fade quite quickly since he didn't put much force in his bites, he'll gladly give you more if you want him to.

crow hybrid dottore who sometimes tosses his clothes in the corner of his bed (that he barely even uses) after he's spent time with you. he'd also throw in random things like a spare mask and some of your belongings that he snagged from you without you noticing. he says its because he doesn't want to bother himself with cleaning up, but in reality he's just... building a nest. he hates that he does this in the first place

crow hybrid dottore who loves when you reciprocate his affection. he adores it when you let him brush away the hair on your nape, when you hum just like he does, when you place gentle kisses on the junction where his neck meets his shoulder.

crow hybrid dottore who doesn't waste a single second when you're alone together after that. he'll give you more hickeys on top of your old ones, but this time he'll make sure they last. sharp teeth drawing blood at times when he gets too excited, cock straining against his pants as he ruts against your thigh.

you'll hear him coo sweet nothings in your ear while he manhandles you at his will. usually you end up on your back, legs thrown over his shoulders as he keeps a tight grip on the back of your thighs to keep you from crawling away from his cock.

"fuck, you taste so sweet. i'm going to stuff you full of seed, my clutch- nonono, don't you run away now. i know you want this."

crow hybrid dottore who almost loses his composure the first time he buries himself to the hilt inside of your snug pussy. it feels so tight, so warm around him that he almost doesn't want to pull out. almost.

he'll roll his hips against you, grinding his heavy cock in your gummy walls to get you used to his size. he knows he's a lot to handle- but this is the only semblance of mercy you'll be granted before he sees your body relaxing under him. as soon as he notices your brows lose the tension they held when he first slid inside, he'll jackhammer his cock into you and his full, heavy balls will slap against your ass relentlessly while he rambles about how he'll fill you up. again, again and again.

"take it, take my fucking cock. gods i'll never tire of your moans and whimpers. that's it, let it all out, let me hear how good i'm fucking you."

crow hybrid dottore who drinks in the noises that leave your body because they stroke his ego. he bites your shoulder when he finally cums inside to muffle his own noises, the embarrassing whimpers that threaten to leave his lips. he can't help it, you just feel so good. his hands will leave your thighs and he’ll bring his forearms to cage the sides of your head and his wing will ruffle and twitch behind him, covering your bodies in a display of possessiveness as he empties himself inside your cunt.

he'll keep his cock inside, plugging you full of his warm, sticky cum- refusing to let a single drop go to waste. if you somehow have any energy left and try to get him off of you, he'll glare and thrust into you sharply to briefly knock the wind out of you so you'll stay. he's petty like that

crow hybrid dottore who eventually relents to your whines because you're his number one weakness, and picks you up to go freshen up. he'll put your underwear back on and wipe away the sweat clinging to your skin with a damp rag. he'll soothe the bite marks and small puncture wounds his nails left in your skin with uncharacteristic gentleness, keeping his wing curled around your body to keep you as close as possible.

crow hybrid dottore who brings you back to his messy bed, to his nest, and clings onto you as you fall asleep. he'll brush your hair away from your face and nuzzle into your neck, holding your body close to his as he keeps your body warm while you keep his cum warm inside of you. it's only during the afterglow of a rough session that you get to see the stern harbinger soften up, because deep down all he wants is to keep you safe in his nest to take care of you even if he vehemently denies it

#he's in my mind 24/7 i CANT GET RID OF HIM. get him OUT!!!!! #dont actually do that. i need him there #wrote this on my phone after i woke up (no one is surprised) so dont mind any typos or funky grammar #like. wrote this with my heart fr #and my pu- #i looked up how crows show affection and mate for this #୧ ‧₊˚rambling! #tw hybrids #dottore x reader #dottore x you #dottore smut #genshin x reader #genshin x you #genshin smut #genshin impact x reader #genshin impact smut #୧ ‧₊˚cat's work!

[bokkerijder]

1 appointment down. I'm getting two purple knuckle splints and they should be ready in about two weeks

2nd appointment is at home and is somewhere between 1 pm and 5. so that's either over... 15 minutes, or 4 hours :') that's gonna be my wheelchair fitting, and then I'm done. at least for a while.

#rambles '24

[ventique18]

🐉: You're going to kill me, woman. You are seriously going to kill your husband!!

🌸: Sure, why not? I'm an evil witch, anyway, might as well commit every crime in the dictionary.

That evening, his Majesty the King of Darkness cries alone in their room as his wife rests in their baby's room for the third consecutive night. Why won't she realize he needs love and affection, too?

Doesn't she know the rule of threes? Three weeks without food, three days without water, three minutes without air. Three days without touch. He was going to die tonight, of touch deprivation.

He calls Lilia out of desperation.

📞🦇: You have lived 300 years without any form of skinship. Why are you being so dramatic now?

📞🐉: That was a long time ago. I am now a completely different person with different needs.

📞🦇: You've been married for a year at best, Malleus.

The next day, he spends all day following her around and cuddling her 50 minutes per hour; to make up for the 24 hours she spent away from him (8 hrs x 3 nights). When she reprimands him for not working, he simply dismisses her and says he's completed a week's worth of work.

He finished everything during his evenings alone. While crying about how miserable his life is.

She laughs and, out of amusement or pity, just moves the baby in their room so nobody would be lonely anymore. He snuggles against her happily and honestly, he prefers randomly waking from the child's shrill cries than spend the entire night awake from missing her touch.

#this man is on my mind 24/7 #twisted wonderland #ventique rambles #malleus draconia #malleus x reader

[akantorrr]

Ruffled Feathers

Another old-ish doodle of @size-two-shrimp's fic, cause boi do I love me some fluff (and I love this AU so much) Also a sequel to the 'Anatomizing Your Synthetic Humanity' fic and comic :>

#ultrakill #v1 ultrakill #gabriel ultrakill #gabv1el #fluff gives me life #kitr just absolutely going ham on those feathers #I fucking love drawing muscles!!! even if they get covered by stuff!!! they're fun!!! #also he chonk! but the healthy kind of chonk! dude carries around metal armor 24/7- that thing heavy! those muscles got a job to do! #anyways yeah dont mind me rambling in tags as usual haha #akans art

[ashersanity]

Screw @princesstokyomoon for fueling my brainrot on this. Whatever, I fucking need to say it.

content warning! dub-con, cheating, small age gap?

Nonstop thinking about typical delinquent that Whitney is with PC as their teacher. Fuck, would it be so goddamn chaotic. Especially since you catch the blonde’s eye right from the start as you walk into the classroom, class they never attend to but shit, maybe they just might if you’re the one teaching it. Sweet smile of yours, introducing yourself to the students and even giving Whitney the same treatment as the others! Poor thing that you are, don’t even know what you’re getting yourself into as the bully grins right back at you.

Never misses a class of yours after that, everyone murmuring about it too, how the all time troubler maker in town is now actually going to school. Yeah, well they shouldn’t be getting their hopes up since it’s just another reason to come and see you, maybe check your ass out a bit whenever you turn around to explain a subject on the blackboard. Doesn’t hide their clear interest in you either, openly leering at the way the collar of your shirt hangs low, leaning over the desk to help the ‘clueless’ bully who desperately needed your help on this particular question. Too bad, Whitney’s not listening, already thinking of ways to have you settled between their legs with their crotch shoved into your face, so fucking cute.

Makes everything weird and sexual between the two of you on purpose, ordering them to go and clean the windows of the classroom as punishment for their behaviour. (I don’t fucking know). Happily obliges too, getting up from their seat with a smirk on their face, everyone else gaping since Whitney is never one to take orders from other people, much less their own teachers.

There is absolutely no reason for the motherfucker to be stripping their shirt off while they do it, fabric bunched up in their grip, now all wet and soapy from the water bucket used. Hurrying yourself their way to at least get them a jacket and hide their exposed chest, the delinquent smiling to themselves from the visible blush on your face.

‘Course it doesn’t just stop to that, stepping into class one day just to find them receiving head from a student under the desk though really they wish it was you under there. Sends you a fucking porn link of a teacher and a student going at it against the wall, panting and gasping instead of the math homework you asked of them, claiming it was an accident. The harsh reprimanding that you give them after that doesn’t stop them, only fuels the bully’s heated pursuit, needing to rub one out at the bathroom once you’re over with your little speech.

Even if you do turn down all their attempts at you, they know you’ll eventually crack, know you’re actually lonely deep inside, that your home life isn’t as exciting as it once was. Just a glance at you shows it all, you haven’t had it for a while haven’t you? Whitney’s there to help you out despite your insistences for them to stop.

Willing to play the long game and it does pay off as they trail their hand up your thigh, upwards to your crotch and you not stopping them like all the other times. Immediately gets addicted to the sick thrill of this twisted relationship, hushed breaths in the classroom, telling Whitney to keep it down while you’re bent over the table or maybe they’re bent over yours, either way it doesn’t really matter. Hastily pressing quick kisses to your lips, rough hand down your shirt as they grind against your thigh. Adorable look on your face that you make whenever you think you’re about to get caught too, tensing up and grip tightening around the blonde’s waist. Fuck, they love it all.

If you have a spouse too? Whitney is so rubbing it in their face like the petty little shit that they are, makes it clear that you two are fucking. Firm arm wrapped your waist or clinging onto your own like a needy puppy that just won’t go away, leaning into your frame, blatantly pulling your collar down to reveal the hickeys and bite marks left behind. Introduces themselves as your ‘favorite student’, as if they even got the grades to back that statement up huh..

Well, those whines and whimpers that the bully elicits out of you every time you two fuck on the desk, grasping at their hair for purchase, moaning out Whitney’s name instead of your spouse who’s long gone in your mind.

At least they’re getting it from the fucking hot teacher in school.

#WHEN I CATCH YOU WHITNEY WHEN I CATCH YO— #little shit #I will be grasping at that bitch if they were my student #get the fuck out of my class #though if I had a hot blonde delinquent hitting me up 24/7 #yeah actually you know what I don’t blame pc in this one #dol #degrees of lewdity #whitney the bully #whitney the BITCH #dol whitney #whitney dol #character x reader #gender neutral reader #asher writes #asher getting.. ideas! #asher rambling

[infamous-if]

i had to block a few anons (or maybe it was just the one?) because im getting the prickling sense that their "mc is pathetic" argument is not being done in good faith and they keep sending me stuff trying to insist that mc is a pathetic loser, but i do want to say that you are not a failure just because you haven't achieved world domination by the time you're 25.

g getting famous at like 15? is the radical thing and it's not normal lmao hence why they're called a 'wunderkind' in the demo, it's not the standard! even victoria, after a career of modeling, is just starting out as an actress. Soft Violence aren't even super famous, but people think that Soft Violence being a little more successful than mc's band means they're misfit alley level...they are not.

i think there is a lesson to be learned here and i think it's rooted in ageism and the idea that life is over after you hit 30. it's not! granted, i am guilty of feeling like this because society forces hustle culture on all of us and they act like the younger you are, the more valid your success is, but it doesn't matter what age you reached success, just that you didn't give up :) there's a lot that we don't know at 20 that we do at 30, as well, and a big portion of that is to try and give up and try again.

i don't think mc is a loser. i love mc <3 more than all the other characters.

mc is also a character who has to go through their own story arc, which means ~transformation~ it's basic writing! and that's why MC may not be at the point that people want but...you're judging MC from the prologue and the first chapter. why would they be successful if the whole premise of this IF is...a competition to get famous? that line of logic doesn’t really make sense to me but alas!

that's all. no more talking about this im begging you because my head hurts from this conversation but the anons are insistent lol.

#ramblings #unsolicited advice i guess! #im 24...so i definitely don't know everything #this is just my take on it