i love this poem
these words
this nam shub
this fucking cringe
I have written here
The sad fat fiat fuck cunt cuck
no coin shill
led around by her dick
inside us all
He ($he) dances here
in atrazine and inflammation
sugar and Suge Knight
fountains of eternal youth
september forever
These suitcases of meaning
mirages ( mirrors )
into which we carefully stuff
so we can still carry on
so we can understand our identiology
Heavy as bricks
throw them thru glass houses
of AI Blockchain transparency
and brick by bit we build
the rockets of Babylon
Snatch my purse
of debts and regrets
grab me by my shibboleths
the albatross around my neck
an icy hot wallet of guilt
an anchor in an open sea
an io.u
It only weighs me down
I will fly to Mars on hope and hot air
The children of earth will wish on satellites
Starlight, Starlink
help me not to pol think
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Hihaiko everyone!
I’m not gonna start talking about shoelaces I stole from the president, or SansqueendeathReigenwin day, or Supernatural stuff (well okay maybe I’ll talk about the first two, but Supernatural’s a stretch) but I’m here now! On Tumblr!
My name’s Aiko Yakumo, and I’m an EN Vtuber!! I like to play Yu-Gi-Oh, all other sorts of dorky games, some first person shooters, and I also just talk about random and weird stuff sometimes, so there’s that. Oh, and I made a tierlist about Australian animals once.
I’m a Lightning Spirit from another dimension! I’m also Australian. I stream... well. I stream. I will be streaming soon, at least. After a bit of a break.
I’ll share my socials down below, and below that I’ll share my reference image!
Discord: https://discord.gg/H9rJFdp
Youtube: https://youtube.com/@AikoYakumo…
Twitch: https://twitch.tv/AikoYakumo
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Not like it’s a new concept to me - not wanting to be anywhere near a disaster zone is a common enough human trait, and yet one people tend to forget in a digital forum - but lately it does seem that everything is drying up. It’s as much apart of getting older as realizing you are your parents is, but actually feeling it in real time is deafening, mentally. The chasm between “are they talking about me or something I did” and “I’m not nearly important enough to be on their minds, up to and including the initial invite” is smaller than you think, but a lack of evidence does not imply lack of event. Not that I would’ve wanted to go to any more weddings than has been necessary in the vaccination age, nor that I was expected to be invited to any of them, but some of the recent ones are tougher to witness in retrospect than I would’ve imagined, making me all the more assured in a solitude that has become loneliness. “But,” you say, “she’s right there,” like I don’t know, as I stare down the hallway as you stare into an electronic device. Even worse, sometimes, is to be seen.
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I hope you know that literally nobody is going to be able to live up to the standard you, V*v, and Glitch have set and your arrogance and exploitation of your fanbase and connections has screwed millions of creatives out of their dreams because Hollywood is a joke that isn't worth telling and wealthy e-celebs like yourself have claimed the indie scene all to yourselves and moved the goalposts into the stratosphere.
Nope. This isn't a zero sum game. There is not some limited, prescribed number of indie trophy slots that a few studios greedily filled up, blocking everyone else out. That is not how it works. Nothing any other creator is doing - short of personally sending hired goons to your doorstep or stealing your credit cards - is taking anything away from you or preventing your success. In fact if an indie creator can manage to demonstrate that they've got something viable going, it may help to map out a pathway for others.
I think I'm not going to bother trying to address whether or not cartoons in return for support from fans - an entirely voluntary exchange - constitutes exploitation. And I'm living in the Midwest driving a 2007 economy car with 200k+ miles on it, but let's just skip past the assumptions that I'm wealthy and connected too.
Instead, let's get to the weirdly myopic notion that the indie scene is held captive by three studios. Maybe YouTube algorithms or Twitter bubbles are somewhat to blame, but in actuality there are so, so many individual people, friend groups, and small production houses out there making independent animation, I cannot possibly name them all.
Here are some anyway:
Far-Fetched
Worthikids
Satina | Scumhouse
Noodle and Bun
Punch Punch Forever
Ramshackle
Noodle
Papajoolia | Pipi
Angel Hare | The East Patch
Jonni Peppers
Salad Fingers
Monkey Wrench
Studio Heartbreak
Felix Colgrave
JelloApocalypse
Odd1sout (started indie, got picked up by Netflix)
Allie Mehner
JaidenAnimations
Lumi and the Great Big Galaxy
Cloudrise | The Worlds Divide
Telepurte
RubberRoss
James Lee
ENA
Godspeed | Olan Rogers
Ollie and Scoops
Meat Canyon
Port by the Sea
Kekeflipnote
Boxtown
Kevin Temmer
Weebl
Joel Haver
CircleToons
Long Gone Gulch
Atlas and the Stars
Animist
Skibidi Toilet
A Fox in Space
Alex Henderson
Talon
Toniko Pantoja
Sr. Pelo
Hullabaloo
Kane Pixels (started indie, picked up by A24)
Homestar Runner
Fennah
Gods' School
Alan Becker
Dungeon Flippers
JazLyte
Psychicpebbles (started indie, Smiling Friends picked up by AS)
Piemations
vewn
Metal Family
Dead Sound
chluaid
Jacknjellify
Betsy Lee | No Evil
My Pride
Cranbersher
GeoExe | Gwain Saga
Horatio the Vampire
Mech West
Playground | Rodrigo Sousa
The Brave Locomotive
Finchwing (+ many other Warrior Cats animators)
Quazies
SamBakZa
Kamikaze: Trial by Fire
By no means a full list. That's just YouTube, and mostly just English language stuff, and I didn't even get to the multitudes of Warrior Cats animation collabs.
The point is, the indie landscape is vast and populated by creators new and old, making all kinds of animated media from skits, to shows, to ARGs, to films. Audience sizes vary as much as the content, stylistic approaches, subject matter, and budgets do. There are no compliance standards, no gateways to entry, no goalposts. There's not even any preset definition of success except what you decide for yourself.
Anyway, instead of nurturing your resentments, consider making something. I assure you, it's a far more rewarding use of your time and energy, and pretty much no one can stop you.
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EDIT- Made some additions to the list based on comments. Thanks!
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𝐏𝐀𝐘 𝐀𝐓𝐓𝐄𝐍𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍 𝐓𝐎 𝐌𝐄!
Choso
Pairing: Choso x f!Reader
Summary: Your boyfriend completely stops focusing on you after you give him a gaming console for his birthday. Luckily, you have a very clever way of reminding him that you also need his attention.
Warnings: MDNI, smut, oral sex (m. receiving), masturbation
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Getting your boyfriend a gaming console for his birthday was truly the worst mistake you've ever made. The moment he turned on the console, all the attention that was rightfully yours, went to a monitor and a controller. Sure, Choso isn’t the most affectionate boyfriend but at the very least he’d give you attention.
You would be attached to the hip, you’d give him all your physical love while he’d do you a favor; whether it was getting you a glass of water or preparing your favorite snack. But now that’s not happening. You try to spend time with him but he’s always on his fucking game, and it annoys you more than you’d like to admit.
“Do you want to watch a movie tonight, babe?” You walk to the living room, finding him with his headphones on, eyes dead focused on the TV. You sit down next to him, and your usually calm boyfriend suddenly begins to scream, the match pissing him off. You roll your eyes, tempted to turn off the game, but you know that’ll ensue a huge argument. You clear your throat, and repeat your question.
“Huh?” He responds, and you glare at him. You decide that you won’t ask the question for a third time. You’re about to stand up and walk away, but your eyes go to his sweatpants, and a much better idea comes to mind. You suck your bottom lip between your teeth and ponder your options. You’re touch starved because of the stupid game console. But Choso doesn’t deserve it.
Your hand still goes to his thigh, and you get on your knees on the floor. Maybe doing this for him will make him remember that he still has a girlfriend with a lot of needs. He can’t pause the game, risking for him to lose when he looks down at you. Utter confusion then clarity hits as your hands go to the waistband of his sweatpants. You give him the cutest eyes while a wicked smirk comes to your lips before asking him, “May I?”
“Have fun.” He responds, his eyes back on the screen. You pull down his pants and boxers, letting his cock free of its confinements.
Your hand wraps around the base of his shaft and you spit on his cock a couple of times. Your tongue drags on his dick before it gets to the tip. Your tongue circles the tip before you hollow your cheeks and wrap your mouth around what you can take of his cock. It doesn’t earn much of a reaction from him. His game is that much fun.
Your hand wraps around the part that isn’t in your mouth, stroking it while you bob your head. Your free hand goes to his balls, massaging them to get a sound from him, and you feel like you’ve succeeded when you hear a whimper from him. You look up at him, his eyes still focused on the TV but you feel his attention drifting.
You stop playing with his balls, your hand goes down your own shorts and gets in your panties. Your index and middle finger run through your folds before you begin to play with your clit. Sucking him off always turns you on so much. And it works more now since you’re in dire need of attention.
You try to take all of him in your mouth, your eyes immediately filling up with tears as you gag on his cock. You hear a soft moan from him, and your teary eyes watch him finally break his focus. You finally let his dick go, gasping at a breath of fresh air. It doesn’t take too long for your mouth to wrap around him again, going back to all you can handle. You push two fingers inside your pussy and begin to move them in and out of you, moaning on his cock.
“Ah… shit– fuck fuckfuckfuck–” You hear, and you watch him toss the controller to the side. He doesn’t care if he loses anymore, his attention has been captivated. He whimpers again before praising you, “You’re doing so good…”
Your fingers go back to your clit, playing with it a bit more before stopping. You have a feeling that your night is far from over, and he won’t edge you. On the contrary. He’ll be generous tonight after you’ve been so generous to him.
He gets more vocal as you continue, letting you know that he’s close to finishing. Maybe after this he’ll finally remember what he’s missing out on while he focuses all his attention on a stupid game. He’s missing out on his pretty little girlfriend in a hundred different ways– If you do well enough he might smash the console into pieces (he won’t).
“I’m gonna–” His breath gets caught up in his chest, his hand going to the back of your head and pushing your head down before he fills your mouth up with his cum. He holds your head still for a moment, and when he finally lets go, there’s a smirk on your face as you swallow every drop of his cum.
“Did that change your mind?” You ask.
“Let’s go to the bedroom.” He completely ignores the game on his screen, completely focused on you.
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