#PROPER TEA IS THEFT

[rosewind2007]

BUT SURELY THAT’S THEFT???

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NB I actually went and checked Pierre-Joseph Proudhon’s 1840 book

What Is Property? or, An Inquiry into the Principle of Right and of Government.

In the book he says:

Property is robbery!

But I think “property is theft” stuck?

#property is theft #proper tea is theft #proper tea served here #anarchist #Proudhon #tea

[palettepainter]

Though I find Overhaul to be the least interesting villain personally, I LOVE the Shie Hassaikai arc! The eight precepts, Fatgum and Red riot vs Rappa, literally every scene with Lemillion and Eri and Amajiki's fights were amazing!

That being said..

Why did everyone get high quality mask or at least a basic mask, and then with Tabe Overhaul went "Someone get me a pillow case. Actually no, get me my old dishrag-"

#Like WHY?? #Are they broke cuz Overhaul spent the budget on making custom masks for everyone?? #Why did Tabe get the short end of the stick?? #Katsukame had a proper mask and he wasn't even in this arc properly until the very end! #Like you couldn't give the guy a spare face mask or something?? #No you just tossed a tea towel and some rope you had hanging around and called it a day #Friday the 13th part 2 just called they're suing the hassaikai for identity theft #MHA #Tabe #Shei Hassaikai

[mamawasatesttube]

“You haven’t laughed in a long time, and I guess I was staring ‘cause I forgot how that looked like.” with timkon maybe :) the sillies

The Batcave is draftier than Tim remembers it being.

He’s gotten used to his setup in his apartment building’s basement, and it’s a couple of degrees warmer over there. Probably because of the giant computer sans an entire cave to heat up.

Oh, well. That’s what capes are for. Particularly the ones made of blankets. And also thick, fuzzy socks. And fluffy pajamas stolen from Dick’s drawer (it’s not like he’s touched it in ages, since he’s off in New York, but Tim still hopes he’ll notice the theft and be indignant about it eventually).

Cold water drips from his hair onto the back of his neck, and he shivers. Scowls at the keyboard in front of him. He took such a nice, hot shower immediately after Kon got him back—getting tossed into the harbor in midwinter sucks—but the draftiness down here doesn’t care.

“Thanks for the tea, Alfred,” Kon says, somewhere behind him. “Are you sure you don’t want me to get the dishes? I really don’t mind—“

“Certainly not, young Mister Kent.” Alfred sounds almost fond. Kon’s got Ma Kent’s country manners drilled into his head; Tim has to admit it’s pretty cute. “You are a guest in this house. It would hardly be proper. Besides which, you’ve already helped me plenty by ensuring I don’t need to dig any bullets out of Master Timothy tonight.”

Tim resents that. He wasn’t in any danger of getting shot—okay, no more than usual, anyways. He was a lot more in danger from the guys who managed to chain a cinder block to his ankle and then threw him off a boat. However, since he’s a paragon of maturity and not an insufferable pedant, he elects to finish typing up his stupid mission summary while it’s still fresh in his mind, instead of arguing.

And then, the strangest thing happens:

Alfred squawks.

There’s a clatter of porcelain and a whoosh of air, and Tim whips around just in time to see Kon, holding Alfred’s tea tray in one hand, catch Krypto by the cape with the other.

“Dude!” Kon scolds. Krypto’s tail wags a mile a minute. “You can’t just do that outside the house! What is wrong with you? Oh, man, Mr. Alfred, I’m so sorry, he’s never done that to anyone but Pa before—”

…What did Krypto do?

Alfred scrubs the back of his neck with a daintily-folded pocket handkerchief, his face is filled with disgust. He examines the handkerchief, mustache quivering with indignance, and then sighs. “I do hope this is just regular slobber and not some sort of super-related variant."

Krypto barks once, excited, and prances in a circle around Kon’s hips, wrapping his cape around Kon until Kon sighs and lets go.

Tim—

Tim wheezes.

Krypto just silently snuck up and licked the back of Alfred’s neck?! And—and he used to do that to Pa Kent? Does he just have a thing for licking old guys on the neck or something? Or is he replacing one old guy with another, now that Pa’s dead? And he’s so pleased with himself now, sitting back on his haunches in midair like he expects a treat!

Tim laughs so hard his stomach hurts. Every time he thinks he’s gotten ahold of himself again, his mind just flashes back to the look of utter revulsion on Alfred’s face, and he loses it all over again.

By the time he catches his breath, Alfred has vanished, tray and all. He’s probably upstairs muttering derogatory things about dogs. Kon and Krypto, however, are still here; Krypto’s inspecting the crumbs on the floor where Alfred nearly dropped the tea tray, and Kon…

Kon is staring, the tenderest smile Tim has ever seen on his lips.

Oh. Um. Tim’s cheeks heat. “…What?” he huffs, folding his arms over his chest. “That was funny, okay!”

“Oh, yeah, no, I’m not disputing that,” Kon says absently. He’s still looking at Tim with that soft, adoring smile. “You just, uh… you haven’t laughed in a long time, and I guess I was staring ‘cause I forgot how that looked like.”

What.

Tim opens his mouth. Closes it again. Looks away, face burning. “Oh, come on. I’m sure I’ve laughed recently. Pretty sure I laughed after you fished me out of the harbor.”

“Yeah, but that was all, like, sarcastic and ‘ooh, look, I’m making jokes because I nearly just drowned in the smelliest harbor on the planet’, not ‘cuz anything was actually funny.”

Kon closes the distance between them and rests a hand fondly atop Tim’s head. His smile fades, slightly, and his hand slides down to cup Tim’s chin, tipping his face up. Blushing or not, Tim meets his gaze and holds it steadily, raising an eyebrow.

Kon just tilts his head ever so slightly, the same way Krypto does. He looks a little contemplative. That’s new; he never used to be nearly this introspective before. Dying and getting resurrected probably does something to a guy’s psyche, Tim supposes, but he wouldn’t know.

And then Kon asks, “Rob… Have you actuallylaughed at anything since I died?”

He may as well have just sucker-punched Tim in the gut. All the breath whooshes right out of Tim’s lungs. “I… I’m sure I have. I must have,” he says, and frowns. He can’t really think of anything that made him feel particularly light in the past year and then some, but… just because he can’t remember doesn’t mean it didn’t happen. Statistically, he had to have laughed properly at something, right?

Kon lets go of his chin to ruffle his hair. “Man,” he says, and sighs, dropping onto an invisible chair at Tim’s side. He’s close enough that their thighs press together; Kon’s a solid line of warmth against Tim’s body. He tosses his feet up onto an invisible footrest and folds his arms behind his head, leaning back. “You nearly done with whatever you needed to do here?”

“Nearly,” Tim says, glancing at the screen. “I think that’s enough details for anyone trying to pick up the smuggling case to use, if they wanna do something before I get to it, I guess.” Though he doubts anyone will. They’ve got their own cases to work on. He’ll get the weapons smugglers next time; they got lucky this time, that’s all.

“Cool.” Kon glances over to Krypto. Tim follows his gaze; Krypto’s inspecting the dinosaur now, floating up near one of its eyes. “Krypto, be careful with that!”

Krypto wags his tail in acknowledgment.

“I hope he doesn’t try to eat it,” Kon sighs. “He got ahold of a T-Rex bone this one time we went back in time—long story, it was that thing with Lori’s mom I called you about a few weeks back. But I just hope Krypto didn’t, like, acquire a taste for ‘em.”

Tim snorts. He hits save, then lets his head fall against Kon’s shoulder. “Would be kinda funny if he did, though.”

Kon snorts, too, draping his arm around Tim’s shoulders. Even through his sweatshirt and the thin blanket he’s using as a cape, Kon’s warmth radiates gently against his skin. The weight of his arm is… nice.

“Would be kinda funny,” Kon agrees, sighing fondly. “Anyways, you done with that thing?”

“Yeah.” Tim hums. “If you wanna go back to my place, we could do that, or if you’re busy, that’s chill, so…”

“Oh, actually, I’m kidnapping you,” Kon says breezily, and just like that, the familiar net of his TTK wraps around Tim’s body and scoops him up. “I’ve decided you need to laugh at something dumb some more, so we’re gonna go back to the farm and watch this one really weird anime about the composers that Bart showed me last week. Krypto! Come!”

What. “I didn’t even pack anything. Do I get a say in this?” Tim asks. Kon’s already heading for the exit with him in his arms, so he gets the feeling that he’s already got his answer, but still.

“No.” Kon grins. “Didn’t you hear me? I said this is a kidnapping. You’re already in PJs, and you can just borrow something to wear tomorrow. We got spare toiletries at the house. So it’s chill.”

Tim rolls his eyes. But, as they emerge outside under the starry night sky, he finds that he doesn’t really mind.

#timkon #lemonlimestar #woops this kinda got long. into that awkward length i hate (between 800-1.5k) skjdf #BUT. fun fact my dog did that to my dad once #obviously not by flying but like hes a big dog he just walked up behind where my dad was sitting #and i immediately was like. who is the funniest person for krypto to do that to and i think its alfred #tim #kon #alfred #krypto

[beautifulpersonpeach]

BPP, oh my god, the MHJ New Jean's news?? Do you have any thoughts? That's actually insane! What do you think is going to end up happening with New Jean's?

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Ask 2:

Have you read about what’s happening with Ador and Hybe? What do you think?

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Ask 3:

The TEA today about Ador Ceo was sad but not surprising. BTS is the story of betrayal by outsiders.

I was surprised when Tae worked with HER for his album. I didn't see that collaboration coming.

I have to wonder if she purposefully misled Tae into a "mid" album. Look, Layover isn't a bad album but its not a masterpiece regardless of what Tae solos believe.

The results are so different between albums like JITB, Astronaut, DDAY, Indigo, Face and Layover its crazy. The depth/personal experience reflected in those albums is undeniable while Tae's was all surface.

Golden is departure and its own thing. JK went for global popstar and achieved/ate!! His choreo reflected his status as part of 3J and his vocals were on display. Gorgeous!!! (Had to add that in because in this house we don't leave out members)

I feel bad for Tae today realizing he worked with a traitor. I will always wonder what he could have released if he had just worked with the Bighit team instead of Ador Ceo.

Maybe you have more insight into all this?

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Ask 4:

Sooo... what are you thinking about this inter-hybe conflict between belift and ador? I know you're a nj fan but I think I've also heard you say that people are too quick to call things a nj copy, so I'm curious what you think about mhj's claims. I'll be honest that I thought that what I've seen so far seemed kind of unhinged-main-character syndrome to me but I also don't follow these groups and don't know how deep this goes. Certainly, I think mhj has been very deliberate and successful in building nj's brand, but I found this public argument unnecessary and potentially damaging to both groups. What kind of fallout do you expect?

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Ask 5:

Bpp! Thoughts on the Min Heejin Hybe mess? I thought we were done with the corporate drama but tuns out no!

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There's really nothing to say... yet.

News leaked that HYBE has leveled some allegations and accusations at ADOR, most likely based on a tip off, and launched an audit to ascertain if these allegations are true - in HYBE's statement confirming the audit, they don't name the people accused, but the news leak makes a point to name Min Heejin specifically, keeping the name of the VP who is accused of committing the acts unknown.

Min Heejin has responded in an exclusive interview and statement by ADOR, that she's innocent of most of the accusations and that this dispute started because HYBE has refused to curb inter-label plagiarism of her ideas with NewJeans. She refers specifically to Be:lift's new girl group Illit, noting how everything from choreography to visuals to styling to sound is based on her ideas, without proper attribution to her from Belift, nor an apology for what she calls blatant theft of concepts she's developing at ADOR. She accuses Bang PD of being complicit and prioritizing short-term profit over long-term viability of the new groups he's pushing out.

There are reports (unconfirmed) that HYBE has called for Min Heejin to resign. If ADOR doesn't call for a shareholder meeting by tomorrow, HYBE has indicated they might sue. The fact the meeting is being called before the audit is concluded, has all the hallmarks of a textbook corporate power play move, and implies to me something else than what I'm seeing most people here allude to. But still...

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...there's nothing to say because what we're seeing is the middle innings of a power play game. There's simply too little info to make any decisive statements.

I immediately get a headache whenever things like this happen in k-pop because, even for more innocuous subjects, there's nobody more mind rotted than the average k-pop stan. And before long we'll have people whose only experience with executive/corporate power struggles is watching Succession, giving us endless takes in endless discourse. And this particular discourse is going to be more annoying because (1) Min Heejin is a woman who is already widely disliked, (2) There's an overwhelming amount of intersectional motives and interests both within and outside HYBE given the nature of the dispute, which typically leads to people infusing moral language into the discussion. It's going to be the HYBE-Kakao-SM discourse on steroids (and even in the HYBE vs SM drama, we had far more information to go on that what's available in this case).

I mean... Anon 3, you're already convinced this is a story of "betrayal", and claiming she is a "traitor", and you're tying a corporate power struggle to BTS. Not like I'd expect to see anything less from most other people to be honest.

This is really a dispute between Min Heejin and Kim Taeho (Belift's CEO), with increased grievance due to Taeho supposedly enjoying Bang PD and Park Jiwon's support and Heejin, supposedly, not.

The fallout, predictably, is going to be nasty. Given all the above. NewJeans is slated to have a comeback next month, Illit is only just ramping down debut activities while ENHYPEN is just starting the final leg of their FATE+ tour. If HYBE is indeed demanding MHJ resign, it's likely they only mean for her to resign from the CEO role but remain as the Creative Director of NewJeans - because the reality is that if there is no MHJ, there is no NewJeans. And it's that reality that in my view, is the primary leverage MHJ has. And she doesn't strike me as the sort to bluff. The worst case scenario is she leaves HYBE completely and NewJeans is put on hiatus, or the members sue to break their contracts with HYBE to follow her while she courts outside investors, similar to the Fifty Fifty situation.

Inter-label competition and drama is expected in a company like HYBE, it's wonderful because it can yield truly incredible results and unique approaches, but also potentally horrible because it can result in cases like MHJ's vs HYBE. There are ways to properly manage this competition to prevent the latter case, but I can't say I've seen any indication that with Jiwon nor Bang have done so. I said above that MHJ leaving HYBE completely is the worst case scenario for NewJeans, but it looks like the scenario most preferable for certain parties given it's one of the only viable outcomes from having this news broken this way. And so, most likely to happen. Unless Bang PD develops some hitherto unseen business acumen... so yeah I'm not holding my breath.

I have nothing insightful to add. My opinions about the suits at HYBE and Bang PD's business decisions for the last 2 years have skewed mostly negative, and that's not changed in this case. I'd rather not share my full opinions because I feel they run contrary to the dominant talking points here, and partly because they're not fully formed and nobody here is paying me to fully develop a view. I'm really not going to do that work for free.

We're all just going to have to wait and see.

What I will say though and something I find particularly interesting, is that HYBE has been accused of what Min Heejin is alleging, since at least the start of last year. Also, Belift in particular has been accused of plagiarism since the start of the year, twice, on issues unrelated to NewJeans. The first was when 'mobiius_music', an indie music producer on Instagram, accused them of lifting his music almost bar for bar for ENHYPEN's 2023 GDA dance break. The second was when Kelley Sweeney, an American choreographer who shares her routines on Instagram and tiktok, accused Belift of using her choreography for Illit's pre-debut practice without credit. Both times it was for low-level offences as it wasn't related to official music releases or album content, and so in that way Belift is better than bigger and more known agencies, but it still reflects a lax vetting process in the best case and unethical creative practices in the worst.

Anyway, my concern is for the artists involved while the suits try to play god with their careers. I can only hope that whatever happens is only the best possible outcome for all involved.

#newjeans #min heejin #bang pd #park jiwon #kim taeho #belift #hybe #kpop #ador

[mcflymemes]

PROMPTS FROM HITMAN 2 *  assorted dialogue from the video game, adjust as necessary

at the location. no hostile presence.

tell me about the targets.

you know what we want.

i had such big plans for you.

you had a chance to walk away. why didn't you?

it comes back in flashes. fear. anger. but... like it happened to someone else.

i'm... i'm sorry for your loss.

you made this our fight. now let's even the playing field.

i'm breaking more rules than i care to count.

i remember everything.

that's the catch. the report is redacted. no names, no location.

so what am i missing?

i'll explain when i'm back.

it's a dangerous thing... having a conscience.

i spent a long time feeling guilty about that.

everyone hates power until you offer them some.

only one way to find out, i'm afraid.

i'm sorry you had to endure all that free champagne and cello music.

looks deserted.

is that a sense of humor, [name]? whatever next? crying at the movies?

oh, hell no. how did this end up here?!

think about what that means.

i swear to god, when i find out, you're dead!

we'll cross that bridge when we get there.

we need to know who we're up against.

this is our best lead in twenty years.

i say it's time we break a few rules.

no one's untouchable.

no more. i'm done.

so it's a dead end. i can't track them.

the breadcrumbs were almost too easy to follow. it could be a trap.

why are you doing this?

okay, i'm ready. let's get this thing fixed.

probably just some pitiful cry for help or some shit like that.

a great moment. i cherish the memory to this day.

plenty of spies went dark.

i have just the tool for the job.

i know what it's like to have everything taken from you.

i suggest you get rid of them, [name].

good aim.

what are we looking at?

like i said... it's a long shot.

how does he know about us?

we got what we came for. move out.

maybe next time, then?

it's the most beautiful thing i've ever seen.

this is exactly what the enemy wants.

you've seen the pictures, yes?

you should be able to jimmy open the garage door with the proper tool.

i'll call you after the presentation.

the house is just up the beach.

getting caught on tape is the last thing we need.

our intel indicates that she and her team are laying low.

for now, it's information we seek.

infiltrate the house and get us a lead on the shadow client.

up for some b&e?

oh my god! it's really you! it's such an honor to meet you!

on my way.

oh, could you fix me a cup of tea?

we got all we're going to get.

i thought this night would never end. what a snob fest.

according to the local home security provider, the house is equipped with multiple cameras placed around the perimeter.

why don't you search the pool area?

they could be out. could be lying low.

i see them. poor bastards.

i'm not a fool, [name].

she was never shy about collateral damage.

this feels more like identity theft.

what can i say? you really took one for the team.

nothing we can do for these people now.

don't worry. i've got this under control.

imagine what he would do to me if i messed up.

let me just grab a quick selfie with you.

improving on stuff that looks like crap probably isn't too hard.

there might be a concealed space behind the wall.

hurry. i'm detecting movement up the road.

they're back. multiple hostiles.

it won't make a difference. they're too powerful.

good. i will tell you exactly what to do.

take a deep breath and try again.

well done. now get off the property.

they're on high alert, combing the beach for intruders. proceed with caution.

someone will need to stop them. might as well be us.

no, i don't give a rat's ass about it.

i'll head up when i feel like it.

your so called "friend" is working for them now.

he's coming for us. and unlike you, he won't hesitate.

just get me inside.

we can't focus here, all right?

well done, [name]. this should be good.

i'm not as strong as you.

they have to pay for what they did.

it needs to stop. you... need to stop.

#rp meme #rp memes #rp prompt #rp starters #roleplay memes #roleplay prompt #ask meme #ask memes #askbox meme #rp asks #inbox prompts #inbox prompt #rp inbox meme #inbox meme #sentence starter #sentence starters #sentence starter prompt #mcflymemes #hitman #video game prompts #spy prompts #espionage #anyway do not repost this do not add to it

[cam6389]

Why do Marxist's only drink decaf tea?

Because proper tea is theft.

#decaf

[gokartkid]

vampire au, ur choice in pairing<3

making it galex!

george is like, a real proper vampire. going to the monthly meetings, signed up to the local blood donation facilities, and a sire family that goes back into the centuries kind of proper vampire. he's young in vampire terms (like, a century) compared to lewis for instance or toto who goes WAY back (he hasn't said specifically but they all think original romanian transylvania. that would explain why he cant get rid of the accent)

alex is new. like, last week new. he was turned accidentally, george thinks, at least from what he told him over a pint. he'd been making out with this guy at a club, very normal (he stresses this) when they went into an alleyway outside (alex says this very normally and calmly, like this is something he does all the time. George is not homophobic, but he is just a bit of a prude still and he also tries to be normal. fails!) and then what was a harmless bit of necking turned into alex getting his blood sucked out of him. in his haze, he does remember hearing the other guy panicking, then being forced to drink something that was gross and delicious all at the same time. then, the next day, he got picked up by the magic part of the police dept. because the guys at the pub didn't really like having a half dead body on the ground outside.

they try and figure out who turned him, but can't work it out beyond alex's grand sire DEFINITELY being red bull affiliated. (the vampires have like. idk. family clan loyalties) but the mercedes lot are who he gets referred to first just because red bull can be a bit. tougher to work with, and Toto's got a finger in every pie. while they're doing this, alex is like dragging george kicking and screaming into the 21st century.

"you're not joking around with me right now." alex is looking at him, eyebrows raised. His glass is raised halfway to his mouth. the condensation from the beer is leaking onto his hand and pooling around his fingers. "what? no why?" george genuinely looks baffled, as if he hasn't just said the most insane sentence alex has ever heard. "you're saying-" alex puts down the glass, his hands on the table. he needs to stress every word, "-you're actually saying that you had a chat with anne boleyn before she had her head cut off and offered to make her a vampire." "well," george looks a bit embarassed now. he starts adjusting his cufflinks, probably to try and look cool and collected and aloof. alex has seen him do it about 50 times every time they've met up now though, so it has lost its original charm. "-i mean, yes, i was there, and i thought she might like a bit of help. it was rather a sticky situation you know, a lot of emotions running high." "and she said no?" he can't imagine george, posh george in the armani sweater, wearing ray bans sunglasses who's practically addicted to having a cuppa of tea in the morning as living in the middle ages. "it wasn't really her thing mate," george shrugs, "bit torn up still about the whole thing if im honest. always thought henry the 8th was naff after that."

alex is flatting with charles also, who is in my mind a cursebreaker sorry @tetrapod7 stealing ur scholarship.... blatant theft, anyway he comes back after Vampire Orientation (this is like a week of being at totos creepy mansion that he does vampire business in and basically being taught how to be normal and signing a bunch of forms declaring himself to the govt) and charles is all, alexander I thought you were dead, like really, dead, and you come back looking fine?! except he takes a closer look and then is like ahh. i was not far off mate, you are looking good but you are definitely dead. and alex is like yeah they had to teach me all the vampire skills. and charles is like well are you good at being a vampire now? and alex is like "um, well, probably going to have to get better really fast but I definitely won't kill people. By the way, do you think its semi-incestuous if you fuck another vampire who you're maybe like, sharing a grand-sire with. i don't really understand if its capital F family that they were going on about, or just like." waves his hands "metaphorical brothers in arms." (at this point he doesn't know who his grand sire is. so theres a conflict. BUT IT IS NOT. INCESTUOUS. but its funny!?)

bonus: the first time they have sex alex like tries to go down on george but he doesnt realise he's hungry (my lore ur teeth are like. retractable. he doesn't realise they come out spiky when ur a bit peckish) and george yelps and is like "teeth! teeth teeth teeth." and alex is like ooh fuck whoops sorry. and they have a snack break

#george/alex #galex #gr63 #aa23 #f1 rpf #my fic #asks #5 headcanon aus #pls enjoy etc etc #my first foray into galex… nervous!!!!

[swearyshera]

Saturday's asks!

Swift Wind flavour lasagne... drink with herbal tea (because proper tea is theft)

You just know her voicemail greeting is "Hello? *silence* Glimmer, I did something and I don't know what... Hello? Is there someone-"

@allnewalldifferentwildspider You know, that's not too far off the voice I had in my head for it

Yuuppp, I didn't write it like that accidentally...

FUCK YOU, SPILLED WATER! :D

Christ, don't let him hear you call him a pigeon... And no, the seagull just made seagull noises in the show.

[puzzlinghappenstance]

Bookwyrm - Gouache, alcohol marker and chalk pencil on tinted paper.

Print available in my INPRNT SHOP.

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I got sick with the flu this winter, and ended up spending a good deal of time in bed with books, tea, and watching through my window at the world outside. And then the thought of a curled up, cozy robot monk came to me - and the same piles of books that I had currently surrounding my pillow nest.

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I'll need to make a proper post about this in the future - and one for my main website - but to make it clear: I do not allow for the use of any of my artwork in AI generators without specific, written consent by me for the said use in the said program.

It's great to see people who haven't felt comfortable working visually having new tools, but what's not okay is innovation working from theft. Ursula Vernon has a great thread talking about the complexity of the issues surrounding AI art, if you'd like to explore further. But as I've said before - if you want to use my art for anything, ask first, and respect a no if I give you a no. Collaboration needs permission.

#robot #robot monk #sci fi #sci fi art #book #biblophile #books

[survey--s]

682.

1 - When you wake up, do you get up straight away or do you lie around in bed for a while?  I remember making this survey years ago, lol. Anyway, it depends. I set my alarm for when I need to be up but if I wake up before then I'll lay around and doze or read my phone. At weekends I often get up, feed the animals, make a coffee and go back to bed for an hour.

2 - Who was the last person you video-called with? Have you done this more often since COVID hit?  My mum, and yes, most definitely.

3 - How many times a week do you go out for food or drink?  Less than once a week as eating out is just so expensive and is often really disappointing imo. We tend to go maybe every 6-8 weeks but we do get takeaway more often.

4 - Do you prefer getting takeaway or actually sitting in a restaurant and eating your meal there?  I prefer going out for lunch or breakfast and then getting a takeaway for an evening meal.

5 - Where’s your favourite place to get takeaway coffee (or whatever your drink of choice is)?  If I had one nearby then I'd go to Starbucks but the nearest is like, a half hour drive and I'm not that desperate. I tend to go to the local coffee/ice-cream place near the beach.

6 - Do you tend to keep your phone on silent, vibrate or loud?  Silent at night or at home, loud at work.

7 - If you have pets, when was the last time one of them annoyed you? What happened?  Archie when he came home from his walk and straight to the litter trays - yes, he is gross and yes, they'd been emptied, he was just being an opportunist lol.

8 - When was the last time you went into a bookshop?  Uh, about August I think? We don't have one anywhere near us.

9 - What was the last thing you ordered off Amazon?  Cat food and dog treats.

10 - When was the last time you took a dog out for a walk? Is this your own dog or did you borrow someone else’s?  Friday and they were someone else's dogs. Oakley and Ollie are my last walk of the week and they're so great to take out. Super obedient, excellent recall and very friendly.

11 - What jewellery do you have on at the moment?  My piercings and my wedding and engagement rings.

12 - Do you have any products in your hair right now? What are they?  No.

13 - Have you ever used a VPN to access foreign content online?  Yeah, mostly just to watch US TV shows for free.

14 - Who was the last artist you listened to? Is this someone you’re a fan of? Bishop Gunn and yeah, they're okay.

15 - What was the last thing you had to drink?  Tea, which is really unusual for me.

16 - When was the last time you cooked something for the first time? Did it work out the way it was supposed to?  I honestly have no idea. I never really cook anything.

17 - Black cats are considered to be bad luck - is this a superstition that you’ve ever believed in?  Nope. Two of our cats are black cats.

18 - Would you ever eat blue cheese or do you find the idea of eating mould to be pretty repulsive?  I love blue cheese. We have loads in the fridge right now, lol.

19 - Do you visit the dentist every six months like you should? I go once a year as it's covered for free under my dental plan.

20 - How old were you when you first used the internet? Was it dial-up or did you have access to proper broadband?  I think I was about ten or so. Broadband didn't exist in homes back then so it was dial-up or nothing.

21 - Are you old enough to remember using floppy discs? Yeah, I had loads of games that ran off floppy discs lol.

22 - When was the last time you purchased an actual DVD or CD?  I bought some DVD's a few months ago but I haven't bought a CD for years - probably over a decade tbh.

23 - Do you shave? Which body parts and how often?  Yeah, legs, pits and bits, and everyday.

24 - What’s your favourite season, and what are some of your favourite things about that season?  Autumn - the colours, the weather, the atmosphere.

25 - When was the last time you burned yourself?  Yesterday, I think?

26 - Have you ever been the victim of a theft or robbery? What was stolen? Did the police ever catch the person who did it? Yeah, I was pick-pocketed in France (luckily they didn't take much and I never reported it). My parents have had their car/house broken in to a couple of times - my rollerblades were stolen once. The second time they stole my mum's handbag and the car off the drive.

27 - What was the last TV show you discovered that you really liked? What was it that got you to watch it in the first place? I haven't started a new TV show in months. I did like Young Sheldon for a bit but I got bored after the first few seasons.

28 - Have you seen any of the live-action Disney remakes? Which one is your favourite? What about your least favourite?  Yeah, all of them. I like Mulan and Alice in Wonderland and I LOVED the first Maleficent. Hated The Lion King and Aladdin. Little Mermaid and Jungle Book were good too. Lady and the Tramp was meh, so was Cruella.

29 - Do you have any exciting plans for tomorrow? If not, how are you planning to spend your day?  Just work. I'll be up at half seven to feed the animals, then it's breakfast and get myself ready. I leave at half eight - then it's off to my final visit with Charley (cat) before I walk Sparky. Then it's two group walks before I pick Archie up and take him out with Ollie for the last walk of the day. Then back home, feed the animals again, shower and chill.

30 - Would you ever keep a working dog as a pet? Do you think it’s fair to keep dogs like huskies in flats when it’s so different to their natural environments? I have a beagle in a small house - I don't think your home environment really matters as long as you have the time and energy to give them the exercise and enrichment they need.

#survey #surveys

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Starfield Mission Proper Tea Theft

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[artfulthoughtful]

{ WEZ } Lawbook, pt 3

HELLO REGISTERED USER, YOU ARE VIEWING : ABELSOLE   LAWBOOK. SECTION 3 of 3

Death Penalty..﹌﹌﹌﹌﹌﹌﹌﹌﹌﹌﹌﹌﹌﹌﹌﹌﹌﹌﹌﹌﹌﹌﹌﹌﹌﹌﹌﹌﹌﹌﹌﹌﹌﹌﹌﹌﹌﹌﹌﹌﹌

1. [the fifth theft] + criminal

i. If an individual has already been branded by the Abelsole government as a thief (the punishment after the fourth theft) then the death penalty will be enacted. 40 AA.

2. [the misnomer mage] + criminal

i. If a mage or magic user is spreading magical knowledge, practices in public, or is unregistered and found out, then the death penalty is used. 45 AA.

3. [Saltwater and tea treason] + domestica

i. Do not throw tea or salt into water. This is considered treason. 51 BA.

3. [Singular Spousal Agreement] + domestica + criminal

i. If an individual more than 30 years their younger, they will be presented with the death penalty. If an individual has more than one spouse, and has not filled out the proper consent forms, then they will be faced with jail time of up to two years. If an individual abuses their spouse, they will be faced with either jailtime or the death penalty, situation dependent.

1 ce.

3. [Equal Life Enactment] + criminal

i. If an individual murders another, they will face the death penalty. However, if one can prove they were acting in justifiable self defiance, they may be compensated. 

31 AA.

3. [Silverspoon Babies] + domestica

i. You may only have up to two children, corresponding with your class number. Homeless individuals are class 0; Laborers, doctors, artisans, and teachers, are class 1, and may have up to two children. Knights, government workers, and law enforcement are level two, and may have up to four children. Levels may advance based on revenue and resources. Children are marriage specific. However, each consecutive marriage only adds one child slot per union. For example; - Person A has two children with one person before, and is married to Person B, who also has two children from a previous marriage. In this case, even though the couple has four total children, they would be allowed one additional child. Other children born into this family would be taken by the guards at annual round ups, and fed to the royal family as nourishment. These children are called ‘blood mules.’ 1 ce.

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#q #my writing #worldbuilding

[an-aura-about-you]

December 21st, 1999

The Joy We Hide from the King

Somewhere Else Under the King

In today's last entry, Martin wakes up and gets tea started for him and his husband:

Martin wakes up first. He is, somehow, fortunate enough to escape a hangover, but honestly there wasn’t much drinking going on last night anyway. In spite of the first day of winter bringing its expected chill, he is warm and blissfully content in bed. It’s difficult not to be when Jon is sprawled on him, still peacefully sleeping.

Jon is securely tucked in close with Martin’s arm wrapped around his waist. His head is pillowed on Martin’s shoulder, his hand resting on his chest. It’s the perfect angle to see his wedding band, and Martin takes a moment to brush his fingertips over the ring before resting his hand on top of Jon’s. Jon murmurs, but he makes no move indicating that he’ll be getting up anytime soon.

Martin smiles and presses a featherlight kiss to Jon’s forehead, holding him tight. He’s rewarded with a sigh of contentment from Jon that seems to hover between dream and wakefulness. And honestly, he feels something similar. It hardly seems like this is his. He can only just believe this gets to be his life now. He never wants to leave this bed.

Okay, that’s not literally true. They have a honeymoon to get to, even if they don’t have to leave terribly early to keep their reservations. They have to let their friends in to clean and watch the flat while they’re away. (Or at least, if they don’t let their friends in, their friends will break in. The frustration of having three friends trained in the art of theft.) And if they want to have a cup of tea in bed before they leave, then at least one of them has to go to the kitchen.

“Hey,” Martin whispers to him. “I’m going to put the kettle on, okay, love?”

Jon makes another murmur but only that.

Martin gives him another kiss and goes, “I’ll be right back.”

He carefully draws away, and Jon gently slips to the bed. He fetches his robe and pulls it on over his sleep clothes, watching as Jon shifts in his sleep and presses his face into Martin’s pillow. He brushes Jon’s hair out of his face, but it just falls back to where it was. He holds back his laugh and softly pads out of their bedroom, quietly closing the door behind him to keep the heat in.

The living room isn’t nearly as bad as it could be considering it hosted a wedding and reception. Granted, a small wedding and reception, but a wedding and reception nevertheless. The trash needs to be taken out, chairs need to be put back in their proper places, a few of the different gaming systems Martin’s acquired (including the formerly haunted Colecovision) are still out from an impromptu video game tournament, and there’s an obscene amount of glitter and confetti everywhere. The true saving graces are the dishes being relatively caught up and yesterday’s leftovers easily fitting in the fridge, those being just an unopened bottle of champagne they intend to take with them and the cupcakes Claire made as backup for her excellent cake.

A Polaroid photo taken right after the actual ceremony sits on the kitchen counter. Jon stands together with Martin in the center, the two facing each other with hands entwined rather than looking at the camera like most of their wedding party and guests. He was so wrapped up in his love for Jon in that instance that he didn’t even realize Jessica had hugged him to the point of nearly climbing on his back. Or that Claire and Jim had kindly put their hands in front of Trilby’s face to obscure his identity. Or that Frank and Lydia were already working on passing out mugs of mulled cider, the photo capturing the moment when Lydia offered one to Yarrow, who was kind enough to take the picture. Of all the moments they had yesterday, Martin is glad this is one that was captured immediately. The one problem is he doesn’t know where to keep the photo yet. But he does take a moment to write, “Our Wedding, 20/12/1999,” on the bottom before putting the kettle on.

Right as the kettle’s about to whistle, Jon wraps his arms around Martin from behind, pressing up against his back.

“Good morning, Mister Blackwood,” Jon says just a bit louder than a whisper directly in Martin’s ear.

Martin shivers, doesn’t even try not to. Why attempt to resist his husband’s sweet timbre, his warm breath tracing the words on the shell of his ear? He turns his head a little to see him and says what he knows Jon is eager to hear him say back, has been eager to hear since they got engaged: “Good morning, Mister Blackwood.”

Jon smiles bright enough to put the summer sun to shame before planting a kiss on Martin’s cheek. If he’s able to find room for it, that is, considering how wide Martin smiles in return.

“I should probably find a way to make you feel the same way that does for me,” Jon says.

“I could try your last name out,” Martin suggests. “Your unmarried name, that is.”

Jon’s eyes light up at Martin’s amendment. “It would be pretty ridiculous for us to simply exchange names, at least from a legal document standpoint. But I’ll be glad to call you Mister Sims all you want, Mister Sims.”

Martin turns and opens his mouth to say something about how he knows one reason Jon wanted to change his name was alphabetical convenience, but the words are washed away in the feeling of being called Mister Sims. It’s so much stronger than merely scribbling the name in a heartsick daze on a school notebook. It’s as real and wonderful as Jonathan Blackwood standing before him.

Jon cups Martin’s face in his hands, clearly enjoying the reaction. “Which do you think is better: Martin Sims or Martin K. Sims?”

Martin puts his forehead to Jon’s, laughing slightly. “The K sounds a bit unwieldy in there. Better keep it to just Martin Sims.”

Jon shrugs a little, moving to wrap his arms around Martin’s shoulders. “I don’t know. I think the K adds character.”

“Martin Kharacter Sims,” Martin suggests as he pulls Jon in his embrace.

Jon leans back with a full, deep laugh, and Martin takes the opportunity to kiss his husband’s neck.

What a thing for Martin to be able to do, to kiss his husband’s neck as much as his husband allows. He’s fortunate that it often causes Jon to laugh and tilt his head back and thread his fingers through Martin’s hair to keep him close, giving him the opportunity to keep it up just like now. Sure, in a moment he’ll have to do something about the whistling kettle. Sure, in another moment Jon will mention that Jessica is about to reach the door to their flat and they’ll probably have to stop kissing if they actually want to let her in before somebody with a lockpick gets there to assist. Sure, he still has a life and things that he wants to do that aren’t necessarily kissing his husband, so it’s not like a constant state of being or anything. But they are less than 24 hours into being married, less than 24 hours into being able to call Jon his husband in the first place, and he’s not sure when or if the novelty of this new normal will wear off. He hopes never, at least not entirely, and hopes the same is just as true for Jon.

So, for now, Martin enjoys the moment he has kissing his husband’s neck.

#tma #chzo mythos #aura's fanfiction #on this day in aura's tma/chzo mythos fanfiction

[foraevermore]

March extract

mach

Who is she? And why on Wonderland has she piqued his interest?          Something in her aura, in her shadow seems… different. But he can’t          wrap his mind about it and it irritates him to the core. Dark eyes squint,           staring intently at the stranger before him.                      “The shadows are agitated. I think you scared them.”

“WELCOMING?” the words come out of his lips with a slight scoff, “not really, they don’t even bother, but you made them shiver.”

“Serenity, it lasts longer anyway, the thrill to win does for a couple of minutes and then  you begin to wonder what you were celebrating for”

“But NEVER together, mix them and you’ll have one heeeeeell of a headache”

Ana

Hatter pauses for a little while, oh yes EXPERIENCE, if she only knew that he had a lot of experience when it came to taste the wonders. At first, it was part of the duties of course, being the boss in the shop and all, he has to make sure their merchandise is good. But then, it became a need, and if he hadn’t stopped, perhaps he would be like his customers downstairs. Yelling, begging for more.                  “Yeah, you could says so” the corners of his lips lift upwards, as he turns with the cups on his hands. “Hell of a headache, I have a lot of more advices towards Wonder tea you know? Also, NEVER on an empty stomach, have you eaten something?”   His smiles grows warmer and wider, noticing the feeling being requited. “I’ve missed you too, hence I need one of those hugs, a big tight one” Now the smile turns to a cheeky playful grin, oh Wonderland knows he’s grown fond of hugs. verona

Were they behind him? David doesn’t know, he casually glances over his shoulder as he runs the fastest he can. This theft of that ball of cheese hadn’t turned out as he had wished, but bloody hell was he hungry. Last time he ate a proper meal he couldn’t even remember, certain that his entrails had a carnage battled eating each other, he chose to take one ball from that man. He had plenty anyway, and was cheeky enough to try and sell them to people in the most expensive way he had thought. For the meantime, Hatter was poor, a RUNAWAY of sorts, hiding from the White Rabbit and his brother, avoiding anything that had to do with the pompous Hearts and their Court. How he loathed them…       Was it safe now? He wonders looking one last time behind him when it came out of the sudden, colliding towards someone he did not see coming. He was running for his own life anyway, not wanting to be beheaded for thievery. There’s unmistakable fear in his features when he turns to see the one he crashed into, and it increases when his back lays against the rough crust of the tree. But this one seems as nervous as him, expression softens and changes within seconds.   “EXCUSE ME, sneaking on people?” the offended huff makes its way out of David’s lips, pushing her hands away from his jacket, his favorite. “Says the one that pushes people against trees! What’s wrong with you to be that jumpy.” he stares with squinted eyes, the ones that drift towards the cheese ball laying over the fallen leaves a meter away from him. His stomach grumbles at the sight.      “Would you mind?” With the same boldness he pushes her away and walks to retrieve what is his, dusting off any dirt from the crafty envelope, –merely a piece of kraft paper held around the cheese however they found fit–.   “Me sneaking on people… Ha, as if you were that important.           I don’t even know who you are!”

[decipherthebeyond]

@libertytaken would like to hear a joke!

"Wait, wait, wait, wait! I always wanted to tell someone this one." He takes a deep breath, preparing himself. "Why does the anarchist only drink herbal infusions? Because proper tea is theft! This is a good one, isn't it?"

#libertytaken #when you learn jokes for all publics but has to wait until you find the right person #;; Beast Boy int #;; queue

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Sharp Knives - Lori Meyers

#Sharp Knives #Lori Meyers #Cover Songs #NOFX #Proper Tea is Theft