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snackugaki · 1 year

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Originally posted as a reblog

but! now with more speedrun run-on sentence speculationing because I have ✨A Problem™✨

hokay. so. here’s the earth. I don’t really go there, it’s not my jurisdiction, my dvd region or IP address but I know you gotta have your control group and experimental groups, so. do I know if splinter and the boys should actually be referred to the as the control group? hahahahha-- no, not at all. but no scientist is over my shoulder to check my work so moving on.

April’s dad probably tried to go an ethics board or OSHA or whatever for Sacks’ bullshit, didn’t get anywhere so took shit into his own hands ‘cuz I guess fuck them animals-- doesn’t matter April Hogosha O’Neil saves Splinter and the boys. Lab’s ruined, Sacks is out (supposedly) one big-ass container of ooze. now a person with their shit together would have gathered the information in order to proceed to the next point.

but.

ha! anyway. Sadsack kills April’s dad, and probably has a tiff and a half with Shredder about the lab destruction. Shredder probably got maaaad, like you’re his student and you got your whole shit destroyed in a fire? embarrassing. anyway, Shredder’s shrewd as fuck, keeps Sadsack on to do his little science things but now monitored. heavily. i’mma pretend the experimental groups were housed in a different building and thus spared the control group’s fiery “death”. Shredder’s a hoarder with a sunk-cost fallacy complex and probably kept those going under a different team. Sadsack wasn’t notified because a) Shredder can’t trust him with nothing apparently 2) if he did know, he’s the kind of arrogant prick to be all “do not sully my mind with subgrade projects wah wah, my dumbass likes to pretend I’m so calculating but a nerd with a lighter ruined like x years of research”

turns out those experimental groups became something, wow. I’d feel like in terms of testing out multiple variations of the formula, venus and jennika had the least, then slash, then tokka and rahzar. and just ‘cuz all this was started by being tagged in someone’s ask... I feel like maybe Mona and Leatherhead were an extra test group tacked onto the roster after seeing Venus and Jennika gain sentience and gorgeous cheekbones. ‘cuz if that happened, “wouldn’t it be dope if we got a komodo dragon (instead of a salamander, or maybe some Jurassic Park shit and splicing that salamander into a komodo dragon lol y not) and an alligator to do a backflip while throwing a knife?”

anyway, everyone’s gaining sentience like a tiktok dance trend, Venus and Jennika get carted away from the Foot scientists to train. for how long? until what age? i dunno, whatever’ll endear them most to the grandpa character I’d have them meet in Chinatown after they decide to go rogue. but backtracking, they get some training in before plot shenanigans and hey, they should go to nyc because “we have a branch of the Foot Clan there, USDA, FDA, NBA, CIA, FBI are too nosy so we’ll ship our more containment breachy subjects to japan or whereever we can keep thing until we can introduce them in later movies that’d happen in a brighter timeline.”

so like, first of all, you can’t tell kids nothing, and the Foot were the dumbasses who decided to teach teenage girls paramilitarized ninjutsu ig idk how the Foot was supposed to be in the bay movies. Sites say it’s a paramilitary group started by Sacks’n Shredder, Shredder talks as if it’s a reincarnation of the ninja Foot Clan so.... whatevs, my daughters learn ninjutsu. and they’re being shipped off to nyc. and because you can’t keep humanity down Venus and Jennika’s “trainers” didn’t depersonalize them like they were supposed to, and look, they’ve got personalities now. they have hobbies. you ruined a perfectly good killing machine is what you did.

and ‘cuz teenage girls are the most unstoppable force on this planet, they break out mid-shipment and enter nyc on their own terms. bright, shiny nyc to girls who can turn your guts into confetti. amazing, perfect. just gonna glide over unnecessary shit and just assume they slipped through NYC like Leo did in the Mutanimal base in the IDW run (which, I have to give that couple of pages its flowers, that was the most real life ninja shit I’ve ever seen in a TMNT comic in my accessible memory bravo) cue nyc tourist montage. my girls are not above swiping shit directly off of people, so they have a great time. they grab beef patties and chopped cheeses, like 20 little blue cups of nyc joe, they swipe I <3 NY shirts that they can kinda fit in (good luck fitting into that shit when you’re older babes)

they wind up in Chinatown (clikkit is2g) did a great job of flying under human radar and oops, not this one old man. lucky for my daughters they’re lucky (plotwise) and lucky (symbolically), that Old Man Chung offers them refuge, cue bonding montage, aww, an old man scuttling after rambunctious freshly adopted daughters. Grandpa Chung has a traditional medicine shop, let’s say Brooklyn’s Chinatown in Sunset Park just like in my tmnt au and Venus learns his trade and branches off from there, they hang out with the Tai Chi uncles and aunties on Sundays and then, oh no! purple dragons!

cue the City At War arc which would’ve worked wonderfully with the bay movies (as a little entree before krang comes back “stronger”), worth at least two extra movies, Bay could blow up as many luxury brand cars as his widdle hearty-wearty desires with them. ....shit that would have been so fucking cool.

anyway, blah blah, City At War adaptation, everyone’s fighting, shit’s getting confusing-- bam! turtle on turtle violence then reconciliation then sick-ass group hero shot and bad guys just getting shellshocked left’n right. turtle chaos. Leo and Raph absolutely mandatorily must get dunked on. it’s in my contract. donnie and mikey are fine. Venus won’t even fight Donnie too much on the science/’magic’ shit because she figured out where he keeps the pop tarts and just ‘cuz bay Donnie seems too chill and level-headed to get worked up about the whole “wuh bUt mAgiC hAs No sCieNtiFiC bAaAaAsiS baa baa baa” but probably asks why Venus collects so many discarded crystal rocks, “.. sometimes rock shiny, rock nice! most important... rock projectile weapon, hhgkh!!”

thank you, this has been my TMNTTedTalk.

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omniswords · 4 years

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Chronicles of a Parisian Dumbass 6

since a lot of people thought it would be a great idea, i guess we really are gonna roll out that social media AU after this monstrosity is done (because apparently everything i write these days is a monstrosity).

also, in case i never made it clear before: this story is a slight canon divergence. more on that later. enjoy, and thanks in advance for reblogs 🥰

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maybe i’m coming by too much.

Marinette’s been looking at him funny lately. And he doesn’t think it’s because he keeps ordering all those napoleons. Or because he keeps peeking inside each box to see if she’s left him any more macarons. (He’s even figured out the flavor now. Blueberry. Is that what she thinks of when she thinks of him?)

For a couple of blood-chilling days, he’s afraid that maybe she stumbled across his online accounts—that she’s put two and two together, and that her expression is questioning why he’s even bothering to come back. And that she listened to the clip of the song he posted. Which, he might add, is doing fairly well—something like fifty likes, half the number of reposts, and a few comments to boot.

From the looks of it, people would do anything to be privy to what he’s come to call “wholesome pining.” They’d also dare to say a lot of things they’d probably never do themselves. Honestly, who do they think they are, telling him to give her his number? Not to mention, they’ve got to think of better pickup lines.

But those moments pass when, as she’s slipping out of her apron one afternoon, she snaps her fingers like she’s remembered something. It’s difficult to tell whether she actually wants to remember it; her face is near-unreadable when she turns to him and says his last name out loud: “Couffaine.”

God, he’s ridiculous. He has to quell the butterflies in his stomach. “Yeah?” He tries to make it come out smoothly; he hopes it sounds that way, anyway. The only people who ever called him by his last name were harsh high school teachers who wouldn’t know creativity if it slapped them across the face and introduced itself. Them, and friends of a few years who eventually settled on weirdly endearing nicknames like “Loops” or “Fishbone.” Coming from her, it sounds like… like if she only ever called him that from now on, he’d melt on the spot.

Marinette is tapping her lips in thought, looking through the counter instead of at it. If Luka knows things like lowkey anxiety and self-preservation to the point of suffocation—and by now he’s pretty fucking sure he does—then it almost looks like she knows exactly what she wants to say, again. Has known for a while, again. “I thought I recognized your last name from somewhere, I just couldn’t place it till now.”

Well. That’s not what he expected her to say. His eyes widen just slightly. “What, you saw that blog post or something?” It was a while ago, a cheeky little thing written by some American traveler whose goal was to document buskers all around the world. He’d call it admirable. He’d even call himself flattered. But the post, which was admittedly an exaggeration of the few words they'd exchanged about his original music made it sound like heart songs were something supernatural. Like he was some spectacle or an act at a circus, or like those street corner dollar poets he’d heard so much about. The ones that, apparently, Marinette had come upon on more than one occasion. He wasn’t a gimmick; he just read people differently. And he wasn't about to start capitalizing on it now.

“No, no, it…” Her brow furrows, as though she’s afraid she might be making a mistake. Or maybe just wondering why anyone would bother to write a blog post about him. Even he doesn't understand it sometimes. “Look, I’m sorry if this is a weird thing to ask, but… you don’t happen to have a little sister, do you?”

“Yeah,” Luka says, slightly taken aback. “Juleka. She’s a couple years younger than me. You know her?”

Marinette’s fingers curl against the countertop, and she looks away. Like she’s the one ashamed. Or… or hurt. “Sort of. I think we went to school together for… a while. I think.”

It seems like the sort of thing Luka shouldn’t pry about—at least not with her, because seeing her frown like that twists his gut in the most unpleasant way—so he keeps all his questions to himself. Still, there’s a part of him mentally flipping through all of Juleka’s friends and classmates like recipe cards, trying to place the dark hair, the blue eyes, the Marinette Dupain-Cheng.

“How is she?” she asks after a moment, breaking his thoughts. “Is she… doing okay these days?”

“Oh, yeah.” He thinks of his sister, probably sprawled out on the deck or even at Rose’s place, and he smiles to himself. “Just finished her first year of university. She’s staying local, though. I don’t think she wanted to go too far from home, anyway. And besides, it’s just… easier on the three of us.”

“Three?”

“The two of us, and my ma. It’s not too bad. We’re pretty tight. Like a sailor’s knot, she’d probably say.” He pauses after a nervous laugh, mentally kicks himself for rambling. “D’you want me to see if she’ll swing by sometime? Or give her your number or something? Hers is still the same, if you ever had it.”

For the first time, at least to his knowledge, Marinette freezes. Deer in headlights, color briefly draining from her face, the whole nine yards.

“Sorry,” he says, immediately and on instinct.

“No—” She holds up a hand to stop him. “No, you don’t have to be sorry, I just—I don’t know. It’s been a long time, I guess. And we've probably… changed a lot since then. That’s all.”

Something about the way she says it, the way she curls her fingers against the countertop, makes it sound like it isn’t all. But honestly, what right does he have prying? Maybe it’s a sign to start keeping his distance. To stop coming by as often. He must have overstayed his welcome by now.

“I’ll think about it,” she finally says, twisting her fingers. If he knew her a little better, if he’d gotten a little closer to her, he’d want to reach over and smooth them out, because it’d be the closest he could get to smoothing out her thoughts.

Luka hesitates, watches the counter with her, absently drums his fingers to the rhythm of the song he’s been working on. Just the first few bars, over and over. He can hear them in her somewhere, coming out of hiding in her heart. They’re a tinny little thing, bells in the background, but they’re there, and they quietly demand his attention. He thinks he’d give it even if he had nothing left to give.

“I can dial it back,” he says—blurts out, more like. “If… seeing me reminds you of her. Or of things you maybe don’t want to remember.”

“What makes you say that?”

“Call it a hidden talent.” He smiles weakly. “One of those rockstar secrets.”

Marinette graces him with a laugh, though it sounds more like a push of air through her nose. “Yeah, well. I dunno how I’d make it through my shifts without my favorite regular.”

The music comes to a halt in Luka’s head, and he hopes to God his eyes aren’t as wide as dinner plates when he looks up. Not that it matters; Marinette’s got her back to him, hanging her apron up on a nearby peg and dusting the flour off the flowers and the monogram. She tries out his name again, whole this time. Luka Couffaine. She’s probably read it countless times off the bottom of his receipt, and he’s too much of a fool to forget the first time he ever heard her call to him. But when she says it this time, it feels… It makes him wonder if anyone else could ever treat it with such care. If she’d let him lock it away somewhere inside her because he trusted her to let it out in all the right ways.

Does that sound like something out of some cheesy YA novel he might find hiding in Rose’s backpack? Abso-fuckin-lutely. Whether he actually cares is debatable.

Marinette hums to herself with a little smile of her own and comes around the counter. “Just tell her I say hi,” she says, almost as though she’s trying to convince herself that these are the right words to say. “Hi, and I hope she found her peace.”

“That’s all she wrote, huh.” Luka has no idea what that means, and he’s pretty sure he won’t unless he gets home and asks. He scuffs the mat beneath him with the heel of his sneaker, jams his hands in his pockets. “Yeah,” he says. “You can trust your favorite regular with that.”

One day, he’ll learn how to say something that’s actually witty. Today is definitely not looking to be that day.

At least, as he’s booking it out of the café, he can count on the softness of Marinette’s expression and her words to carry him away with some semblance of grace. That, and the first thought that every anxious little thing he ever felt about going anywhere too much, about that mortal fear of being known, might only be that. A thought. Something that’s allowed to float away.

Something he’s allowed to start to let go of, if it means someone like Marinette could know him in return.

so maybe i take back everything i ever said about going somewhere too much

in completely unrelated news, CBG said i’m her favorite regular

and i hope she finds twenty-FIVE euros on the ground today.

#miraculous ladybug #lukanette #luka couffaine #marinette dupain cheng #fic: chronicles of a parisian dumbass

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evohealed · 4 years

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◀ STUDY: REX & NANITES ▶

Let me preface this by saying these are all thoughts and headcanons that have been building up over a long period of time. As of writing this post, it’s like 3 am, so beware spelling errors and stuff, and a bit disorganized in terms of structure. Buuut that’s how I roll, so ... Ready? Here we go~!

DO NOT REBLOG THIS.

So nanites. They’re in everything in the world of generator rex. Some have come to be incredibly dependant on them, and some try to reject them entirely. The world seems to still fear nanites bc they don’t know what all they can do or are capable of. Be it twisting other people’s DNA and mutating them, or what have you -- the facts are clear. Every living being has to come and learn to function with them. Now, most living things can function just fine if you remove or deactivate their nanites. They’ll just get reinfected by them anyways, they’re unavoidable; even if they replenish slowly, they usually come back. And you can survive without them entirely.

Unless you’re Rex Salazar.

Now, I know in the show they had Van Kleiss take his nanites a few times for drama’s sake, but if I have to be totally honest? I don’t buy that bullshit. It was just drama to be drama; we’re shown time and time again that Rex is essentially a fountain of beta nanites. On top of that, the nanites were said to have saved his life when he was young, and save his body and heal it on a regular basis. But I just ... cannot believe that Rex can survive long without the nanites. His body heavily relies on the nanites to regulate his bodily functions, they’re deeply ingrained into his body, and at this point, I’m convinced that all the injuries they heal are built out of nanites themselves. Kinda like .. replacement skin, an attempt at copying / regenerating the skin, I guess? There’s just no way his natural body / skin heals that fast on it’s own, even WITH nanites; the nanites can and will kill cells and make more just to help Rex out. It looks just like skin, it FEELS just like skin .. but is it actual skin? Nah. It’s probably like a synthetic replacement. Similar to that of 3D printed organs and prosthetics-- there’s even machines out there to make 3D printed flesh. Because, you know ... Rex’s body isn’t organic in it’s powers; even his healing of EVOs is a mechanical process, so there’s absolutely NO WAY that the way his body and organs heal from any injuries is organic. It’s much more calculating and more about machines and stuff. Though I do think when the nanites heal / construct scars and replacement flesh or organs, it’s slightly discolored; they also only exert themselves to do this for big wounds. He can still get scars, and the nanites give the illusion of scars when they heal his bigger wounds. So .. I dunno, I thought they could line up. Just a neat little food for thought there.

But if this is the case, then taking all his nanites could be absolutely deadly and bad for his health. I headcanon that the nanites can make changes to his body as they please; well, they do, all the time. One such side effect of this is turning his eyes from a deep natural brown to a pretty intense ruby red. Not really sure exactly why, but as a general hc, I think that whoever goes EVO has their eye color changed to something unnatural. But when you take away those nanites, his eyes are the regular ol’ chocolate brown. Now, why do I bring this up? Well, good question -- there’s a reason, and it’s kind of a creepy one. If his eyes revert to regular ol’ brown, what else can revert?

... That’s right. All the injuries they’ve patched up, with the synthetic / replacement skin made up of those essentially 3D printed nanite made prosthetics -- they’d likely start to deteriorate. At most, with all nanites completely removed, I’d give Rex a few hours tops ( like, maybe 2? 3? ) before everything they’ve fixed starts to just ... decay away or dissolve. All his old injuries are gonna be exposed, he might even DIE without it. Having his nanites stolen was a legitimately terrifying experience for him, because he didn’t know what would happen without them -- but that’s what would happen. He was lucky he didn’t find out.

Anyways, aside from that AND moving on... we know Rex is an endless fountain of blue beta nanites. However, we often see him healing yellow nanites, and we’ve seen wwhat happens when he has too many unstable yellow nanites in his body. Why DOES his body react this way?

The answer to it is honestly mildly horrifying.

On their own, his nanites attatch themselves to the unstable ones to pull them into Rex’s own body. That’s how he “heals” EVOs; however, they can always get reinfected by nanites again. He has to have specific offloading stations just to get the excess active nanites outta him, and it’s an INCREDIBLY dangerous process to do so. The locations at which his nanites are to be offloaded are EXTREMELY remote for a reason; one wrong step, and the whole facility could literally explode from how his nanites are and react. That little tangent aside, why do the excess nanites do this to him? Why is it so excruciating and painful for him? Why is it such a flighty process? Well, you see, Rex’s nanites don’t actually turn off the unstable yellow ones. Again, what they do is ABSORB other nanites, unless they’re so unstable Rex’s can’t do a damn thing to them -- that is, they’re mutated too far and flighty, therefore rendering them as incurables ( i.e. circe, cricket, skwydd, tuck, quarry ... you get the gist. ).

Rex just so happens to have a bad habit of waiting to off load his nanites before it’s too late or just before the above happens. He’s stubborn and he will push himself to limits he really shouldn’t because Providence forces him to. So when he overloads, too many yellow nanites in them, where do they go? ... haha, trick question! They don’t have anywhere to go. So you know what happens then? They resort to something extremely painful.

They stretch and solidify Rex’s skin against his will, because all the yellow nanites are trying to basically escape his body. It twists and pulses his flesh into and out of metal, as if it can’t decide where it wants to exit, and that’s precisely what it’s doing! They wanna rip outta Rex’s flesh prison, but they have no space to go to .. so they MAKE the space as best as they can. It’s why his flesh gets so baggy and turns to practically folds of metal or whatever when he overloads. It’s excruciating because he can feel the skin stretching and solidifying, and all of his senses are going haywire as if the nanites are tryina exit his body like that one parasite from an alien movie. You know the one. big pop culture reference and all. The reason they stop when he’s put to sleep, however, is because the nanites focus on his brain waves while he’s awake to make activity. If he’s asleep, so are they; they can’t be active if he’s not fully concious.

Which reminds me ... his nanites? Definitely have a mind of their own. His nanites can and will forcefully take over his body when he’s concious to talk as him or make him do stuff, and we’ve seen it happen several times -- it’s horrifying each time, really, but you can kinda interfere and hack into them to converse or have them build machines. They can and will attack any bad cells or anything they deem unnecessary to Rex’s body; it’s likely they don’t want their vessel to come to harm, so they have taken it upon themselves to protect Rex’s body for him on numerous occasions. I believe thiis is the same reason they won’t let Rex’s body die and forcefully revive him. Yeah, the life and fate of Rex are iin their hands, and they’re not letting him die anytime soon.

Rex has mentioned he’s been able to hear the nanites talking before and that he can talk to them; this leads me to believe they’re kinda more like.. micro aliens, yknow? Oh, and by the way... You can literally talk to the nanites if you want to. It’s a little difficult to catch them but it IS possible when they forcefully take over Rex’s body to do whatever they please. More on this later, but .. you can have conversations w them and everything. Rex just won’t know it or remember it bc he totally blacks out when they take over. So yeah.

Anyyywayyys. that’s all my thoughts and dumps on nanites for now -- might come back and add more later, but lemme know what y’all thought.

#◀ Well my heart is gold and my hands are cold ▶ ( character study )#here's something i've been wanting to write for a Very Long TIme #hope you guys like it #u-u #tw: body horror

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modesty-blaise · 5 years

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Since I'm curious, what caused you to become very possessive of your gifs? Not out of rudeness but curious, since no matter what you do a lot of them show up in the gif function on Tumblr which automatically credits you at the bottom of the gif.

Hey. Tbh, at first I didn’t wanna bother with yet another anon but since I see no ill intent behind this, I decided to go and answer it. Unfortunately, half-way through I realised my reply is turning into incredibly long semi-bitter rant and expands well beyond calling out just one person in Psychonauts fandom (and yes, this is related to Psychonauts fandom – you do know that these anons are not really that anonymous, right?) so… buckle up! All that beneath “read more”.

I’ve been on this hellsite for like…7-8 years? Maybe more? Can’t really tell cause I moved blogs and my old blog now consists of only 4 posts I’ve made close to leaving so I honestly have no idea how much time I’ve spend here before moving. Anyway, during those few years I’ve spent on my first blog I’ve met a lot of creative gifmakers who enjoyed sharing their love for fandoms they were in. I’d like to point out that this was waaaaay before tumblr created that insert-gif option so, back in the day, the only way to add gifs to your post was to: 1. make them yourself 2. take them from someone else. And a lot of people were taking them from someone else which resulted in many gifmakers giving up on making gifs and leaving fandoms and/or even leaving tumblr – and I’ve had many of my friends give up on what they love and have their games/shows/movies/whatnot ruined for them cause people would not stop stealing from them. And many of my friends eventually left tumblr cause they couldn’t deal with it anymore.

Tumblr adding insert-gif option, in my opinion, honestly, just made it worse for gifmakers. Cause now people had the opportunity to use gifs for their posts, with or without creators’ permission/knowledge, but it was alright and it was perfectly fine cause creators were credited. There’s their name at the bottom. It’s alright. Like… it doesn’t matter if they’re actually okay with people using something they’ve put hours into making or if they’re not – tumblr gives them credit so they SHOULD be okay with it. Simple as that.

Well, we’re all different and some people are not okay with that. I’m not okay with that. It took me weeks to figure out how to use photoshop correctly. Took me countless hours of looking through different tutorials and basically trial-and-error-ing my way through the process. Whenever I make gifs, it takes me hours to record videos and then hours trying to achieve that 3mb limit on gifs (thank lord these days we’re beyond 1mb limit). After all that effort I put into creating gifs for games that I love and enjoy, someone is going to make 2 clicks and have that same gif added to their post, without even asking. So how is that okay?

Back to your question. Yes, “no matter what you do a lot of them show up in the gif function on Tumblr”, that is true and that is something I was aware of when I saw you-know-who announcing they would be starting 30 days Psychonauts challenge. So, hating to see my gifs used against my will, and not wanting to start any unnecessary drama and threaten people in advance with reporting them if they do use them, I’ve made my blog as private as I could. It was only accessible through the dashboard, it was not showing in ANY search engines inside and outside tumblr, and my gifs were impossible to find through insert-gif function – I’ve made sure. I did all that cause I just knew that during those 30 days, someone would use my gifs and I would get mad and I desperately wanted to avoid that (hence going extreme). And you know what happened? You know what creator of this challenge (who prevously already reposted my gifs) did? *drums* They used my shit anyway. :3 They just uploaded it from their computer, where they’ve saved it earlier.

And like… a lot of people see pretty pic and decide to save it - I mean, we all do that. Heck, even I have a folder full of shit I saw online and liked it – but i’m not uploading it online cause I haven’t made it. It’s not mine to share.

But some people are not like that.

Some people see fanart of something they like and they want to share their opinion on it – and instead of making their own post, maybe drawing the fanart themselves, they decide to use someone else’s art for their post. Do they know who made it? Do they have creator’s permission to share it? If the answer is NO, then they should be a decent human being and not do that to creators. Oh, they shared it anyway but now people in fandom are calling them out BUT this actually happened on accident? They know who the creator is but, somehow, they accidentally forgot to credit them? OK, well, it’s possible, shit happens, but they better make sure it doesn’t happen again.

Then sometime later these same people decide they want to make a post appreciating their fav character and they want to include pics cause duh, you can’t have character appreciation post without pics, right? Now they have several options: they can get their own screenshots, make their own gifs, maybe draw something… or they can just take someone else’s creation. Do they know who made it? Well there’s my fuckin name on it, and since they’ve stretched it from 245 to 500px, it’s really hard to miss, plus it’s not like there are that many people making Psychonauts gifs. Do they have permission to share it? Hmmm, nope, didn’t ask me. Is this also an accident? Could be. I mean, I’ve seen stranger things happen, so accidentally forgetting to credit content creators twice… kinda suspicious but still possible. Who am I to say?

Now if these people then decide to make a post appreciating their fav ship and they want to add a cute pic of the loving couple – yup, you guessed it! They can either create something or take something. Again: they know who did? They asked for permission? Got the permission? No?!?! But they posted it anyway?!?! :o Could it really be, that after being called out publicly, after being told that reposting is bad (something that’s very easy to understand), after even having tumblr staff intervene and remove stolen shit from their blog, after all that - could it really still be an accident?

Nah, man.

They just don’t give a shit.

Cause if they did, they’d stop with that crap first time they were called out.

(and if you think Psychonauts fandom is their only fandom and that they’re not doing this crap in other fandoms too - hoooo, boy, do I have some bad news for you! Do you know how many stolen and butchered HP fanart is on their blog? Hobbit stuff? They seem to be one of the most accident-prone users on tumblr. And honestly - it’s a real miracle their blog’s not been terminated.)

Back to what I was talking about - I’m not okay with people using my gifs and I’ve made it very clear. I literally do not give a shit if I’m credited or not, I’ve made it very clear that I don’t want my gifs used without my permission. If you like them and want them on your blog, there’s a fuckin reblog button. It’s sole purpose is to allow you to share other people’s creations. Or shitposts, cause lord knows we all love those.

So that’s why when someone spends hours going through my Psychonauts tag and goes as far as to send me “I love your gifs” anonymous message, but the very next day makes stim moodboard post including one of my gifs, now cut and resized to fit 3x3 format they’re going with, I get mad. And that’s why when someone uses one of my gifs to promote their RP blog, butchering it to fit their aesthetics, and later when confronted going as far as blaming their good friend on it cause god! they’ve had no idea it wasn’t theirs, I get mad. (makes you wonder though: if they friend has such skills, why not making them gifs themselves?)

Like…. I’ve had my gifs stolen plenty of times. I’ve had them stolen for roleplaying, for headers, for imagines, just for notes… I’ve had them stolen by people claiming to run official fan sites (that’s a real wild story but I won’t get into that now)… I’ve seen them on pinterest, weheartit, FB, all those random gif sites… and I’ve seen EVERY. POSSIBLE. EXCUSE. ranging from: “well i found it on google so why should i credit you” “lol dunno who made this but its pretty so im posting it” “ive had it on my computer for years so i don’t remember where i got it from” “i dont know how to make gifs so im using weheartit as a source” “credit to whoever made this” (that’s my fav) to “its just a gif so who gives a shit” (it’s not – it’s hours of creator’s time and lots of love that you’re now shitting on so thanks) and “i have an /illness/ and getting notes makes me feel better so dont u dare blame me for stealing” (I don’t remember exact excuse but it was something along those lines and like… how do you even respond to something that without looking like an asshole?).

And sometimes it really is just an accident. Sometimes people really do forget to credit you and/or ask you for permission. And I’ve had my fair share of those accidents. People in Psychonauts fandom have been using my gifs for various crap but, when approached, they’ve removed it and apologised. And it’s something I really appreciate. (if they actually bother reading this and they recognise themselves: i’m really grateful and thank you for not being an ass)

But you know what I don’t appreciate? People making a call out posts about me, asking about my gifs when they know very well they’re the main reasons why I’m not making those gifs anymore, at the same time failing to address any of the issues I have with them and instead rather explaining to others what happened BUT explaining only the parts that make me look like a villain cause how I even dare be mad about them stealing? How I even dare call them out on it? That is so ridiculous and criminal of me, and it’s so so sooooo bad that they need to call me out. I deserve to be called out by the very same person who’s been stealing my shit.

And their explanation is…well… it’s something.

They were sympathetic and polite? When did this happen? Did I completely missed that part? Please someone fuckin enlighten me with such post/message where they expressed their sympathy and politeness and I’ll apologise right this second.

I told them to “literally fuck off”? Yeah, that did happen, I admit that. Did they bother explaining why I told them to fuck off in the first place? Did they say they were caught stealing from me and had tumblr stuff remove my shit from their blog? Did they get into details of how they demanded the proof of my so very wild and obviously false claims but then when I showed it, they just deleted that “how dare u call me out cause I would never do such thing” post? No, they didn’t and geee, I really wonder why.

Instead, what did they choose to address? Out of all the things I’ve said. Hm? What did they choose? Me telling them to fuck off. Me dropping the F-bomb on them, rudely rejecting their obvious kindness and politeness. Nothing else.

Back to what I was talking about before I got derailed again: no, I’m not mad cause this person used my gifs without crediting me. I mean – I am, but that’s not my main issue with them (and they know it). My main issue is that this is someone who will continuously lie and steal and still deny any of it, even when there’s plenty of proof (and you can always count on me to show up with proof tbh), and then go as far as to publicly ask about my gifs and try to call me out. Like me getting mad that something I’ve put hours of work into, and something I’ve made cause I love the game and I want to share my love and appreciation for it, is now being shared against my will and my knowledge - like me getting mad over something like that is so unreasonable that they need to make an entire post about it while pretending they have absolutely no idea why I’m even mad and why we have issues.

And I have every fucking right to be mad. 3 times is not an accident. 2 times to the same person is not an accident. They know it. But yeah, playing stupid is their defense so it’s not like I expected them to actually address their actions this time either.

And you know what? Just because I swear a lot doesn’t mean I’m wrong. Doesn’t mean there’s no solid ground for my claims. People on tumblr have always been and always will be stealing shit. Sometimes they will credit you, often they will not, and that’s just how it is, doesn’t matter if you’re okay with it or not. But that doesn’t mean I’m just gonna sit quiet and accept someone’s shitty behaviour. Especially when it’s directed at me.

TLDR: giving credit =/= having permission

but my previous posts leading to this ask were not about that

you knew that already

#psychonauts #this is a lot longer than i expected #meh #also: all those posts are now under one tag #so you don't have to check my blog 4 times per day #that hobbit reposter #my psychonauts stuff

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kusunokihimea · 5 years

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[ OKAY. So, I’m gonna work on cleaning up/cleaning out some drafts, because...I’ve let things get a little cluttered, and need to work on making a tracker because I’m a disorganized mess xD Under the cut I’m gonna put as many of my active threads as I can find, and the muns they’re with, and see who wants to keep what. Otherwise I’m gonna have to drop things and just...have a clean slate. Anything recent is probably fine, but some things have been lurking for a while due to busy muns, so...those sorts will likely be dropped. Just a heads up. That said...here we go! ]

@oc-lootcrate - I have your draft, dear! That one can certainly stay as it’s very new and I’m v excited for it! I’ve just been busy, aha

@thebubbledome - I don’t think we’ve anything active, but I remember you asking about continuing this ask with Hinata? Just thought I’d check to see if that was still on the table :3 (If you made a post and I missed it...I’m so sorry OTL)

@origami-goddess - I know you’re super busy so no rush, just checking to see if the thread with Ryū is one you want to continue - if yes, yay! If not, we can always try something new!

@hushedsunflower - we’ve got the three threads that were active, and then moved to discord - one with wee adopted Hina, one with Hinata and Manami, and one with Hinata and the Suigin twins. Let me know which ones you’d like to keep because they should all be your turn! I can get you links if you need to draft them~

@cutelittlemuffins - I think all we had was this thread with Reika II - just lemme know if you wanna continue, no rush :3

@red-winged-hero-hawks - I think this is our only thread on that blog of yours - I guess lemme know if you wanna keep it, or try something else!

@masshirohebi - I think all we have is that very recent thread with Kakashi, which I’ve replied to! That should be all good n_n

@ncgeru - I believe we’ve just the one thread, with Ryū in the hospital - that one should be all good!

@multicanon-rp - Okay, SO. I went back through your tag on both this blog and the old one and found five threads (here, here, here, here, and here). I...honestly am not sure what’s still ongoing, so for now I’ll just wait to hear back from you what you’d like to continue! I believe I had last reply on them all, so up to you :3

@wanderingmelodies - I think all we had was Shisui and Rin chatting, and I’m guessing that’s been dropped? (which ofc is fine, I think it was kinda just a quick thing anyway, just checkin’ - we can always start somethin’ new :3)

@kyuuzuchiha / @xkaekox - OKAY. We finished Nart and Higure...and I think I was the last to reply to the other three (Nart and Fu, Sasuke and Fu, and Ryū and Kaekō) - gonna assume those are all good to keep? Lemme know if not!

@abyssaldespair - I think all we have active is the stripper verse thread? Which I just replied to so I’ma assume we’ll keep it xD I...can’t remember if there’s any others, I think they’re all on your end cuz of school hiatus? Lemme know if there’s any others to keep

@quiet-kunoichi - Okay, so I think we’ve got the NW thread, the dragon thread, and the modern thread - I’ma assume they’re all still good to go, lemme know if not! (tho I think we need to reblog the latter two cuz they’re on the old blog and prolly won’t work on the tracker...but I’ve got them linked here for future reference lol)

@silverfaxg - I think we just had the two short threads? One with Reiji and one with Reika - those I’ll add to a tracker unless you wanna drop them. I think everything else had been dropped? Lemme know if not!

@katonjutsus - I think we just have Sasuke and Yuki, and then one with Ryū and Arashi? I’ll assume those are good to keep until I hear otherwise :3

@scnjuclan - as far as I know we just have Ryū and Hiro active atm, right? Lemme know if I’m missing any, and I’ll keep that one going! (I’ve got it in my drafts btw)

@dragonscaleslittlemuses - I’ve got your one draft, and that just leaves this and this. We should be good, unless you wanna drop any! Just lemme know~

@yukaikokoro - I don’t think we have any threads here? But if you wanna pick anything up from docs/start anything new here, lemme know! (cuz tbh Tumblr’s a lot easier than docs for me personally...which is prolly obvious xD)

@redlineoffate / @frogprinceus - Okay, I’ll be honest: I have, like...no idea what threads we have still going atm xD Since we’ve sort of started and stopped so many, I think it might be easier (at least on my end) to end them all and maybe start new ones? If there’s any you know where they are, and really want to continue, please let me know! But otherwise I think they’ve gotten rather out of hand, and it might be simpler to start over, bahaha! And this time I’ll keep better track ^^;

@sennenryuu - I know you’re v busy (and I hope feeling better!). I think all we’ve got is the kinesthesia thread, which I’ve replied to. I’ll add that to the tracker!

@despairinghxpe - I think we have that ALAS verse thread, and the soulmates thread. I wasn’t sure about anything from the old blog? All I can remember is that ATLA thread, but I dunno if you wanna revive that after so long xD Maybe something else in that verse eventually, idk lol

@masterofwar - which brings me to this blog xD I think all we have is the quippy one where they’re getting fast food lmao - and I can’t remember what all was on the old blog, and whether or not they were dropped. If any need reviving lemme know

@duckbuttavenger - OKAY I found Hanako and Mikoto here - I’ll add that one, my bad xD

@13lilypetals - we’re all clear here, and I’ll get to discord once things finally slow down a bit xD

[ If I’ve missed anyone, I’m sorry - please do let me know and I’ll get right on it! Everything linked/mentioned here WILL BE TRACKED unless I’m told to drop something. However, I believe anything with a last turn on the old blog can’t be tracked due to the different url...but I’ll keep them marked here, too. Thanks for your patience, y’all! ]

#sylvie speaketh [ ooc ]#long post #thread check

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laurens-lil-fics · 6 years

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Parallels Chapter 1 (Starlord x Reader)

Series Summary: In a universe where Yondu returned Peter Quill to his father, a bounty hunter is about to make the catch of a century. But will she turn in her quarry and walk away rich? Or will both she and her cargo go through a change of heart on their intergalactic road trip?

Chapter Summary: (Y/n) receives a call from some old friends and gets a job that’ll change her life.

Word Count: 2111

Warnings: Rated MA. Some angst. Dark themes, violence and mentions of death to come. Slooow burn but not too slow.

Author’s Note: FINALLY writing “Parallels!” It’s taken me basically the whole Summer to plan this series and work up the nerve to post the first chapter. But here it is! Let me know what y'all think, reblog or send in some asks with feedback. I’ll try to post an update once a week. If y'all wanna be tagged in this just lemme know!

“If anyone out there can hear us, you’re not alone.”

(Y/n) jolted awake that the crackling radio beside her head. She hadn’t even remembered turning the damn thing on the night before. Funny how alcohol will make you forget little things like that, never the things that count.

“They’ve been keeping the truth from us. All this, it wasn’t a rescue it was a hostile takeover-”

(Y/n) switched off the radio, the familiar voice making her shit headache even worse. Every day it was the same broadcast over a different frequency. What a way to wake up. It was always nice knowing nothing had changed in the past 2 years.

She ran a hand through her hair, groaning as she massaged the deep ache in her head. The blinking red light coming off her console became more and more urgent the more time she took to get to it.

Bright blue light flashed into her eyes as an image of Yondu shouting at her appeared onto her message screen. He looked a little worse for wear, and that was saying a lot considering… well, how he usually looked.

“Girl I dunno why you’re not answerin your comms, you better be sleepin or dead!” He sneered, “I got us the payload of the lifetime, you meet me at these coordinates in 24 hours or it’ll be yer ass I take to the pyros next!”

(Y/n) rolled her eyes, memorizing the coordinates before putting them into her navi console. Once the ship was set to auto pilot she pushed herself to shower and get on some proper clothes.

Did she always do business with the Ravagers? Only on the jobs that counted. She figured she owed them something… At least that’s what was screamed in her face every time she took a job from them.

(Y/n) plopped into the captain’s chair with a grunt. The backroads of the galaxy were the best route to get her to Yondu, but she’d be cutting it a bit close, arriving at the coordinates about two hours before her deadline.

She flicked on the radio in the cockpit. A different and even more oppressive broadcast echoed through the empty ship and she was suddenly in the mood for another drink.

“-roadcasts are an attack on the peace that our Emperor has helped to establish throughout the galaxy. These terrorists have done nothing for the safety or well being of the galaxy.”

(Y/n) cursed to herself, trying to cycle through the different frequencies. Unfortunately the same irritatingly calm female voice was blasting through all the channels. She eventually gave up and relaxed into her chair, sleep ebbing at the corners of her brain.

“If you see any suspicious activity, report it to the royal police immediately and you shall be rewarded by the father himself.”

(Y/n) felt the hair at the back of her neck stand on end and her eyes blow wide as the galaxy before her exploded into swirling clouds of purple and black and white.

A figure who had haunted her dreams stood before her in the abyss, his hands outstretched for her ship and white hot power flowing from his palms.

“Father of everything, the creator and giver of life, our Emperor Ego loves all of you, his children.”

A shrill scream echoed in her ears and the figure came closer to her, so close she could see the emptiness of his eyes.

“By his grace, may you prosper.”

(Y/n) practically jumped out of her chair when she heard someone shouting at her over her radio. A string of drool connected to her chair made her feel a strange mix of disgust and comfort as she realized it was just a dream.

Finally focusing on her surroundings, Yondu’s massive ship came into view. She took a deep breath before responding to the new message.

After docking in the freighter’s landing bay she began making her way through the ship. It had taken her only a month to memorize the corridors when she stayed on the ship, she was glad she wouldn’t have to ask anyone for help, especially with how each Ravager she passed eyed her up and down.

Once she got into the main bay she elbowed her way through the small crowd of Ravagers blocking her path to where she knew Yondu would be perched among the chaos.

However, she found his seat empty once she fought her way through the center of the room. The other Ravagers went quiet once they finally realized she was standing among them.

“Well…?” she called out, looking among the sea of faces, some familiar and others new. “Where’s Yondu… and what’s the emergency?”

“Yondu’s restin,” (Y/n) turned her head, recognizing the second in command, a Ravager known as Dhaki. Kraglin was lost in the chaos two years ago, leaving Yondu with Dhaki. “Got pretty roughed up gettin his haul back here…”

“Then I imagine it was important.” (Y/n) said, hooking her thumbs into her belt loops, standing tall as the Ravager approached her.

“Maybe he would’t’a gotten hurt if you bothered to stick around!” He growled, baring his sharp teeth at her. “You still owe us, don’t forget that.”

(Y/n) took a step away from him, ignoring the snickers among the Ravagers as she did so. “It’s hard to forget when you keep reminding me. Just cut to the chase and get to the job, what’s my haul?”

Dhaki’s scales began to practically glow with anger, (Y/n) definitely wouldn’t have been feeling so brave if her senses weren’t still clouded from her night of fun.

He snapped one of his clawed fingers, his eyes not leaving hers as a handful of mean left the large room.

“You know the drill… Get the cargo to the pyros and bring us the bounty.” He said.

“That doesn’t answer my question, what’s my haul?” she asked again, stepping beck once more as Dhaki moved closer to her.

“Does it matter?”

(Y/n) went silent, knowing her cargo wouldn’t change the details of the job. Still, she had always been curious. Two years in space among pirates hadn’t changed that.

The small group of Ravagers returning with a prisoner in tow pulled the two apart. (Y/n) eyed the prisoner up and down, taking in the details sewn into his fine clothes. The blue and gold silk was a dark contrast from the sack over his head. He was someone of high importance, more important than the generals and commanders she had smuggled in the past.

It wasn’t until one of the men holding him held out a small metal orb that she slowly realized who the prisoner was. She slowly took the orb from him, looking over the intricate carvings before looking back at the man on his knees.

(Y/n) didn’t even realize Dhaki had been speaking to her. She only stared down the prisoner before her in a daze.

Approaching the man, she gripped the orb like a vice at her side as her free hand reached to touch the sack that concealed his identity. She roughly pulled the fabric from his head.

The room broke out into howls of anger and whoops of delight. Each noise crashed into her like the wave of an ocean’s storm against the shore. She could feel tears burning at the edges of her eyes.

Peter Quill.

“This must feel as great for you as it does for me.” Dhaki said, the pride evident in his voice as he brought a hand to (Y/n)’s shoulder. “The man who helped Ego take the cosmos, you get to bring him to justice.”

Peter’s eyes flew around the room from one face to the next, finally landing on the woman who stood before him. She looked like she was torn between breaking down into tears and breaking his nose.

He tried speaking against the gag between his lips, cursing at his captors as the lifted him onto his feet and placed the sack back onto his head.

“That collar on his neck,” Dhaki began, holding up a slim black remote, “Those were used for powered people back on Terra. It’s holdin back his Celestial shit from destroyin us all… You keep it on him…”

(Y/n) slowly nodded at him, taking the remote from Dhaki and grabbing hold of her cargo.

Soon the noise of the room they were in was gone, and he only felt a small pair of hands holding him and dragging him through the ship. He tried fighting against the person’s grip, only for them to stomp on his foot and force him to keep moving.

Peter yelped as he was pushed into a small cot. The sound of something metal clanging shut told him he was in a cell. He stayed absolutely still, hoping whoever had him wouldn’t rough him up the way the Ravagers had.

After what felt like an eternity had passed, Peter realized he was alone. He squirmed against the cuffs that held his wrists behind his back. His hot breath made the sack feel almost humid.

He grew still once he heard lone footsteps approaching his cell. The door opened then shut, and he let out a deep breath once the sack was pulled off his head.

The woman from before stood over him, refusing to make eye contact with him as he sat up.

“I’m trusting you enough not to attack me while I’m in here…” She trailed off, feeling his blue eyes burn into her as she removed his handcuffs and his gag. “My job’s to keep you alive till we get to our final destination. So I won’t pull anything unless you do.”

(Y/n) left the cell, locking it behind her and leaving him confused. She came back a couple minutes later with a tray of warm food and a cup of water.

Peter eyes the food suspiciously as she placed it in his lap.

“What… no utensils…?” he spoke up, looking between her and the tray.

She scoffed lightly, shaking her head at him and leaning against the cell door.

“I don’t trust you that much, Quill…”

Peter rolled his eyes at her and scooped what looked like beans with his fingers and began eating.

“You know who I am…?” he asked through a mouthful of food.

(Y/n) nodded her head at him, scrunching her nose as she chewed through the meat on his plate.

“That’s a stupid question… I’m Terran, of course I know who you are.”

Peter sucked his fingers clean, his eyebrows knitting in confusion at her statement.

“The hell’s that supposed to mean?”

Judging on the look on her face, he shoulda chose his words more carefully. She had that look on her face again from when he first saw her, only this time she looked more like she was leaning towards hitting him.

Before she could cave she left the cell, locking it behind her.

“I’ll make this simple. The more you try to escape, the more unpleasant your stay on my ship will be. So behave yourself and we won’t have any problems here. Leave your tray at the door, there’s a blanket under the cot. If you’re good, you get to shower.”

“Wait, cmon!” Peter shouted, going to the door of the cell and gripping the bars as she started walking away. “What did you mean, it’ll eat me up if you don’t tell me!”

(Y/n) scoffed, shaking her head as she made her way up the stairs to the cockpit. He only continued shouting for her, but she was most comfortable answering once she was out of sight.

“You destroyed earth, douche nozzle!” she yelled from the top of the stairs, smirking to herself once the ship grew silent. She felt prideful only for a moment, then the weight of what she had revealed set in. She had tried her best not to linger on those memories.

The sky going dark, the rescue ships arriving and leaving once they were stuffed full of people, the Avengers trying their best to stop the figure in the sky before it landed on Earth.

(Y/n) remembered just barely catching a glimpse of the man as she and… as she was hauled onto a Ravager ship. The man who was sitting in her ship, eating her food, breathing her air.

But while (Y/n) escaped to her quarters, trying to drink away all the memories of that day, Peter sat awake in his cell, racking his brain for something, anything resembling what she had described. But he found nothing.

#star lord #star lord x reader #star lord imagine #starlord x reader #starlord fic #starlord imagine #Dark!Starlord au #Dark! Starlord #Dark! Star Lord #Peter Quill #peter quill x reader #peter quill imagine #peter quill au #Chris Pratt

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fair-fae · 6 years

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Y’know, I’m not gonna name names or reblog the post made by some bystander who has nothing to do with this yet was dragged into it anyway thanks to these people. Years ago through some misunderstanding and honestly some fault of every party involved, some pretty nasty rumors and allegations started circulating about me. Those of us who cared to have apologized and made amends (or tried to) and moved on. But throughout it all, two tumblr users who are pretty popular in the community as all artists inevitably seem to be, despite not being personally involved, took it upon themselves to be morality police. They kept these rumors about me circulating and were most likely the platform that broadcasted them to the most people, with their own scathing opinions of me added in for good measure and some good ol’ blocking implored so I could not defend myself. Yet their reblogs and posts about me continued, as did the harassment I received. It got to the point I was verging on panic attacks and tears at times, and didn’t know what to do after I had already apologized for my part and made peace with whoever was willing to listen to me. It seemed like the nasty posts about me and the anons in my inbox almost daily weren’t going to stop and I started to wonder whether the end goal was for me to kill myself, unsub and delete my tumblr, or to abandon everything associated with me and start with a new identity that I could never let be traced back to me. I had already apologized both publicly and privately, I had removed most of the posts, I had blocked the people bothering me and stopped talking about it, the other person involved had even at the time given me her forgiveness, so what else was there for me to do?? But I stuck it through and fortunately, as usually happens, the drama died down, and my harassers all ended up on my block list, got bored, or maybe realized they were being kinda crappy. Life went on, and I had blocked the two artists I’ve mentioned here from the start. More and more blogs of theirs popped up--their XIV blogs, their personal blogs, their art blogs, their FC blog--I blocked them all on all my blogs to make sure they’d leave me alone. Obviously, I had no contact with them, aside from rolling my eyes on the sidelines when they got onto their moral high-horses after the harassment I’d received thanks in part both to them, and from them. And still to this day, years later, there are people who blindly believe those rumors, who won’t let me join their linkshells and Discords because of them, who won’t prevent or apologize for their FC members slandering me in Ul’dah’s /shout chat because “well I’ve heard that about you before, too =/”, even some people who know damn well the rumors aren’t true but have other beef with me, so they bring up those old rumors because they know it’s an easy way to target me. To this day, where I was once outgoing online, I’m now nearly as nervous online as my social anxiety makes me be IRL. I can’t approach someone I don’t know, who hasn’t spoken to me first or implied they like me because if not, what has this person heard about me, do they hate me, will talking to them lead to something unpleasant? Even on alts I struggle--what if they find out it’s me and feel deceived, what if they find out and want to drop all contact? I’ve become a wallflower thanks in large part to these rumors and it’s only by the grace of all you friendly and outgoing people I have any sort of socializing in this community outside the friends I’d already had. A couple years ago these two, ironically much like what happened to me, did some stupid things that I will give the benefit of the doubt were well-intentioned but ultimately backfired and ended in some ridiculous rumors that they were, I dunno, gonna fist fight Yoshi-P at Fanfest or something. Cue a woe is me post from them about all the lies and rumors circulating about them and oh no harassment because of them and “I don’t feel safe in real life now maybe I won’t even go to fanfest :( :( :(.” I don’t think anyone deserves harassment, but I also don’t have any pity for someone who’d invited the same upon me and felt no remorse. Even after experiencing the same thing they’d helped put me through, they had no apologies for me. In fact, as far as I know they still have me blocked, and I know for certain they still continue to slander me to others. So I had a good laugh at their expense, I admit. Not at the harassment, but at their hypocrisy and the irony of it all. I continue to have a little giggle most times they do something silly, which is pretty often considering they’ve made it a sport out of hunting for tiny “problematic” things in the game and community and trying to blow them up into huge social justice scandals but then turn around and take a “devil’s advocate” stance against things like the new Greed only loot rule for Alliance raids. And y’know, even after seeing it pointed out by me they were experiencing the same thing they’d done to me, they still didn’t take the opportunity to apologize after feeling the shittiness of that treatment firsthand. I was just another one of the “bad guys” spreading “lies” about them because I pointed out they’d done the same things to me. To get to the point of all this rambling, to this day, these two continue to take actions as extreme as removing from their FC and Discord anyone who they see having ANY contact with me whatsoever. Perfectly good and loyal members who’ve done nothing wrong, who couldn’t even first be given a warning about why I am “bad” and asked not to speak with me, just a straight up kick because “you associated with someone I don’t like.” I know of at least two people this has presumably happened to, and I don’t even know one of them! They weren’t following me, I wasn’t following them (nothing against them, I had literally never heard of them/their blog before--that’s how far off my radar they were), had never spoken to them, neither of us had any idea who the other was. So if someone tries to tell you who is “toxic,” maybe take a look at which party is mistreating others based on who they so much as unwittingly reblog tumblr posts from. You can form your own opinions about me, good or bad, but at the end of the day, if nothing else, I can promise I’m not going to cut you off because of who you reblogged a tumblr post from. Live your own life, be your own person, and don’t let anyone else try to control that. I’m sorry for anyone who’s faced this sort of treatment because of any contact with me, but I do firmly believe you are better off not being around anyone like that. Edit: also, feel free to come join my FC, we aren’t scumbags so we don’t care who you talk to, even if it’s these two losers :)

#ooc #discourse #i guess

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mysticdragon3md3 · 5 years

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md3 watches Given ep1

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Maybe it's because I’m having a bad day, or maybe my distaste for most abrasive Romance genre tropes is showing. But I did not have good reactions. If I didn’t get spoiled on how good this series will eventually get, I probably wouldn’t continue. Gawd I’m impatient for this to get good.

Mafuyu is sweet though. ^___^

8:26 PM 9/27/2019

I'm going to watch Given. After today, I'm too tired and defeated to do anything more ambitious than react to anime. ;_;

And this morning I watched some clips that suggested Mafuyu's tragic past? I"m really hoping his childhood friend/boyfriend didn't dump him. They both seemed so nice and in love. Then again, if his boyfriend died that would also be very sad. But at least it's not indirectly saying that Mafuyu was worth dumping. He seems like such a sweet, fragile kid.

given Episode 1 – Boys in the Band

"I'm not lonely." I know it's a cliche now for an anime character to try to convince themselves of this with internal monologue, but it's still effectively sad and still pulls the heart-strings. ;~;

Uenoyama is too sleepy to eat lunch and his friend asks him to play basketball instead of get bread? omg

Everyone is sure staring at Uenoyama as he walks by though. I wonder why.

Jeeze! I don't know why Uenoyama has to be so upset! What was Mafuyu doing that was even creepy anyway? Not talking? Sure, its more common for an anime character to leave when they've discovered they're in someone else's usual nap/hideout spot, but Mafuyu was nice about making room for Uenoyama. And now he's throwing a tantrum about getting Mafuyu's hopes up and his naptime interrupted? Careful or you're going to start hitting my real pet peeves and I'll drop this series.

He just asked a stranger to teach him now to play guitar...Okay? Well, that escalated quickly. ^^;

Thank you, opening theme. I feel like I need some music to really set the tone---no, just get into this story/world. I'm the kind of person who hates that Netflix skips opening/ending themes.

jfc I know I've had a moderately bad day, but this series is just starting and it hit ANOTHER one of my pet peeves?! Siblings who are nasty to each other?! Ug. If it weren't for all the fandom hype over this show and the nice clips I've seen of it beforehand, I would give up on it right now. Or maybe I need to stop pausing every few seconds to write and dwell on the bad stuff, and just watch the show. Ok, I'll try that. I want to record all my initial thoughts for this series if I end up getting deep into the fandom, but rumination isn't good, after all. Maybe all the annoying parts will go faster if I don't pause to react to all of them.

"Now that I think about it, I guess I almost cired when I first broke a string, too, becuase I thought I'd broken my guitar" Aw, Uenoyama is showing empathy. (Finally.)

See? Mafuyu is reasonable. He paid Uenoyama back for the strings and everything.

I think watching clips and hearing the fandom chatter before actually watching this series was a mistake. I've been immune to spoilers for most of my life, but they've been starting to actually hurt my viewing in these past few years. But it's not like when the shock of character deaths were dulled by knowing beforehand, with Madoka Magica. This time, it's more like I'm _impatient_ to get to the good parts I saw before.

So Mafuyu is stalking him now? Now that I think about it, all those BL manga I used to read were quirky like this, huh? ...Really???

I should have mentioned this before, but this background music is a little odd. It's like it doesn't quite match the tone of this very solid, real-feeling animation.

But if he's a total newbie, he won't be able to tell the difference between a "godly performance" and a mediocre one!

"Something cool". LOL ^-^

OMG are they totally just riffing? That's pretty cool. ^___^

"Uecchi"? Is this in Kansai? LOL

This guilt Uenoyama keeps dwelling on is really helping make him a sympathizable character.

"Uesama"? LOL

I'm glad Mafuyu tired the school's music club and that his reason for returning to Uenoyama's band was that he was much cooler. I'll buy that reasoning.

What is this exploision effect? I know the animation in this series so far looks great, like they threw lots of money at it, but wow... Was it supposed to look cheesey on purpose?

Well, this ending theme is soothing and nice.

But I'm not caught by this series. So far, the primary couple has proven so be one half too angry, kinda mean, and plain grumpy to me. And the other half is so sweet and fragile seeming, that I just feel sorry when he gets yelled at. I feel like Mafuyu is just Uenoyama's punching bag, even if his actions are driving Uenoyama crazy. Why does he have to over-react?

After a month or so of being tempted to watch this series, I finally gave in today because I couldn't wait to get to answering the questions of those tragic backstories I saw some clips and spoilers of. And maybe I'll stick around to get my answers. But I can't say I like this series in and of itself so far. Mafuyu is sweet and intriguing, but I don't feel attached to Uenoyama so far. I kind of want to watch something else, or just browse through the AkiRyu fandom instead. ...In fact, I will do that. No need to jump into ep2.

But when I come back to this series, I should react to it like a movie. Just watch it without stopping, then write whatever still stuck out to me enough to have inherently gotten a reaction out of me, at the end. I shouldn't just stop every few minutes to write.

Maybe the thing that bugs me with Given ep1 is that I prefer couples who actually like each other enough to instantly click. At least get along together. I abandoned my favorite shoujo manga circle because they kept insisting on this "falling in love with the person who annoys the heroine (the most)" cliche. I generally tell people that I don't like Romance genre movies because so many of them revolve around couples who confuse friction and adrenaline for "passion" and attachment. But that never sat well with me. I never liked the "argue/hate someone so much, you don't realize you're in love with them", as my aunt once put it. Even the couples I like which might be mistaken for that trope actually arne't as abrasive as many filler episodes would caricature them to be: Ranma/Akane, Ichigo/Rukia. Maybe that's why I'd prefer to browse the AkiRyu fandom right now. They actually enjoy spending time with each other! From the first time they met! ...I dunno... Maybe Given will get very good, very fast, after this first ep. Lots of BL manga had rough starts but turned into great series of scenes that were emotionally moving to experience, once the initial situation that contrived the couple to get together, is settled. Why wouldn't Given be the same?

I probably shouldn't post this reaction to my blog. Or maybe have no tags, so the fandom won't come after me. I don't need flames for my flippant venting that will likely change drastically once I get further into the series and find what I liked about those spoiler clips.

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The more time passed after watching Given ep1, the more I tried to use everything else to TRY to figure out why I wasn’t in love with Given (yet).

6:43 PM 9/28/2019

TOBE!!! CAROLE & TUESDAY EPISODE 14 LIVE REACTION

by MemoryNK

https://youtu.be/58OI_yufctQ

OMG THIS SHOW! Just a few clips, edited, talked over by commentary, and I'm already freaking half-crying! GODDAMNIT! ;o; Carole's dad found her, he and his wife wanted to keep her but the wife died and he was unjustly sent to prison, and now he's still on parole and has to return to prison or his parole restrictions on Earth or something---! ;O;!!!!!!!!!!! THIS SHOW---! And Carole takes it as hope and something to look forward to, vs typical cliche drama contrived anger! This show goes for the heart-felt warmth, instead of the contrived anger drama! ;U; I LOVE IT!!!!!!!!!

Carole and Tuesday season 1 part 2 doesn't release on Netflix for probably a few more MONTHS. Maybe it was a mistake to see spoilers. But I've been seeing songs from season 1 part 2 all this time. But actual scenes, spoiling the story...I went too far. Maybe I shouldn't have.

But only because I want to note my emotional reactions. Especially when I'm having such trouble getting into Given. I need to now if Carole & Tuesday were able to grab me from ep1, first intros of the main characters,...Because Given is failing hard on that! And I want to know if I'm justified in not being as attached to Given, or if I was just having a bad day (I wasted all yesterday on that horrible cooking that even made me physically ill ~___~;!)

6:49 PM 9/28/2019

I came in from my daily walk and had to immediately watch Carole & Tuesday becasue while I was walking, Mafuyu's song from Given was stuck in my head, even though I didn't even know it well. I started daydreaming about Tuesday and Mafuyu hanging out, jamming, etc., and I couldn't listen to my podcasts while walking anymore. I had to switch to Carole & Tuesday.

7:21 PM 9/28/2019

https://mysticdragon3md3.tumblr.com/post/187499907672/md3-watches-carole-tuesday-season-1-part-1

Re-reading my reactions to watching Carole & Tuesday for the first time, I'm surprised how little I say about their characters (until much later episodes). I wonder if it means they were so agreeable that I didnt' have to rant anything about them. Because in contrast to my reactions to watching Given ep1 for the first time, I just kept going on and on about their characters---how mean Uenoyama was. ...omg...I think I don't like Uenoyama. I mean, I LOVE Carole, and Tuesday is really sweet and cute, but I never mentioned anything about that in my reactions from earlier this month until like halfway through season1 part1. In fact, a few minutes ago was the first time I reblogged some Carole & Tuesday art with tags like "#my girls" and "i love them!". I'd hate to say it, but maybe I only realized how good of characters Carole & Tuesday are, because of how abrasive Uenoyama's introduction has been for me. I mean, I always thought Carole's brash confidence was cool and Tuesday was sweet, but I guess I was taking it as a given, instead of something extraordinarily rare. ...I'm trying really hard to get into Given, you guys. All the clips and spoilers I've seen and the music have been good. But it's becoming clear to me now that Uenoyama is a barrier. I used to read a lot of BL and those protagonists do tend to be really quirky or always upset to end up in the plot situation for comedic sakes...But when will the series get to Uenoyama being stupidly in love with Mafuyu so I can laugh at him for being an idiot around him? I'm impatient over here, especially when I usually drop a series as soon as it centers too much on an abrasive character. There are 20+ anime series every season and 4 seasons every year, and I've got a big backlog of anime to watch, so I can afford to be picky---I _HAVE TO_ be picky.

6:18 PM 9/29/2019

I've been really bugged by how I have not enjoyed the first episode of Given. Maybe I got my expectations too high, after watching it because of so much hype over it, and watching spoiler clips that were really intriguing. But what really gets me, after having finally seen ep1, is that Uenoyama is not very likable! Why does Mafuyu even like him?! Well, Mafuyu is a sweethear and will forgive anything, ti seems...I think the problem is that _I_ as an audience member see no reason to like Uenoyama yet. Why would I want this jerk to continue getting angry as adorable, frail Mafuyu? Mafuyu doesn't deserve that! ;o;

The really bad thing are the comparisons. I've been re-watching "Carole and Tuesday" repeatedly this month, and though it's not (blatantly) a romance story, there's just so much reason to want to see these 2 characters always be together. I love watching them, they enjoy each other's company, they are nice to each other equally,---! And I just realized that Given's Uenoyama and Mafuyu are similar to Kageyama and Hinata from Haikyuu. Granted, I didn't really get into the KageHina ship (it just had some cute doujins that I personally thought were too dissimilar to the canon characters for me to think of the ship while I watched Haikyuu), but I LIKED the dynamic between Kageyama and Hinata. WHY? All Kageyama did was yell and treat Hinata badly whenever he could!...No...That's not true. The story made certain from the very beginning to establish Kageyama as a more noble person inside, even though he was just so oblivious to how humans should interact, he only knew how to give commands and yell as a frustrated setter/commander. Kageyama's first personality-establishing scene was him saving Hinata from bullies and proving that he doesn't approve of low, bully-like behaviors. And I think pegging Kageyama, from the beginning, as seeking penance and his angsting over his regrets, the the whole first season culminating with him learning how to properly share bonds with people vs bossing them around, and thus finally remedying his past regretted behaviors---It all really turned and angry, easily annoyed character that could have become abrasive, into a character of sympathy. (Plus, he was cool at what he does. Which is generally another trait a main character nees to garner audience respect.) So why couldn't Uenoyama do that from the beginning too?!?! >O<!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUGGGGGGGGGGGGGGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH! It's driving me crazy! I was supposed to like Given!!!!!!!!! I _WANT_ to like Given!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! ;O;!!!

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Really Long Character Survey

Rules: Repost, don’t reblog. Tag 10! Good luck!

Tagged by @themisfitmouse

Tagging: @genius-vondrake, @amadeus-aerinstat, @alphagearloose, @unclescrooge, @askflintheartglomgold, @thesmallestarchitect, @tempest-loupnoir, @the-queen-needs-us ...I can’t really think of two more people to tag who haven’t already been tagged by somebody else.

((Hoooo boy there's gonna be so many headcanons in this.))

BASICS.

FULL NAME : Gyro Percival Gearloose

NICKNAME : Gyro, G

AGE : 28

BIRTHDAY : September 18th

ETHNIC GROUP : Uh... chicken? I guess I kinda headcanon that he's got some Italian in him, but other than that, idek man.

NATIONALITY : American

LANGUAGE / S : English (possibly others, but that's woefully all the mun is fluent in)

SEXUAL ORIENTATION : Bi

ROMANTIC ORIENTATION : Also bi

RELATIONSHIP STATUS : Single

CLASS : Uh... upper-middle, I guess? I mean, he's gotta afford all those parts somehow.

HOME TOWN / AREA : Duckburg, Calisota

CURRENT HOME : A workshop/barn on the south side of Duckburg, near the river

PROFESSION : Inventor/Repairman

PHYSICAL.

HAIR : It has never been consistent. Like... in DuckTales and the related comics, it's orange. In some of the old comics, it's light brown. In the Italian comics, it's bright blonde. I just... I have no idea, my dudes. Gyro's addicted to hair dye or something.

EYES : Blue

NOSE : He's a bird. He has a beak.

FACE : Uh... round? Covered in feathers?

LIPS : Again, he is a bird.

COMPLEXION : Pristine white feathers.

BLEMISHES : ¯\_(ツ)_/¯

SCARS : He's got a good few nicks on his hands, and probably a couple of other random scars from miscellaneous lab accidents, but nothing major. Plus, it's not as if you could see most of them anyway.

TATTOOS : None.

HEIGHT : 5'5"

WEIGHT : Uh... I dunno, probably around 130-140? Gotta take into account that his bones are probably hollow.

BUILD : It varies. In some comics he's kind of plump, and in others, he's like a scarecrow. I'm gonna tentatively put him at athletic, with a little bit of a paunch?

FEATURES : Big blue eyes, (usually) bright orange hair, slightly curved beak, glasses.

ALLERGIES : Blueberries, but he doesn't bring it up unless he has to.

USUAL HAIR STYLE : He basically just rolls out of bed and runs his fingers through it a couple times.

USUAL FACE LOOK : Lost in thought

USUAL CLOTHING : Hat (with chin strap), button up shirt (usually pink, red, blue, or yellow), open black vest, jeans or khakis, work boots.

PSYCHOLOGY.

FEAR / S : Failure, mostly.

ASPIRATION / S : He wants to discover as much as he can, for discovery's sake. To do things before believed to be impossible just to say he did.

POSITIVE TRAITS : Generally cheerful, independent thinker, kind, clever, creative

NEGATIVE TRAITS : Easily frustrated, bottles his feelings until he explodes, tends to run from his problems, occasionally forgets to take care of himself

MBTI : ENFP, but only just barely (x)

ZODIAC : Virgo

TEMPERAMENT : Sanguine (x)

SOUL TYPE / S : Creator (no surprise there), followed closely by Educator and Helper (x)

ANIMALS : Apparently he's a Zebra (x), which is not necessarily something I would have chosen but I guess it fits? (x)

VICE HABIT / S : Can be kind of lazy sometimes, major sweet tooth

FAITH : "The Powers that Be"

GHOSTS ? : Skeptical, but willing to be convinced

AFTERLIFE ? : Who knows?

REINCARNATION ? : He wouldn't discredit it.

ALIENS ? : YEs

POLITICAL ALIGNMENT : He doesn't really bother himself with politics.

ECONOMIC PREFERENCE : ¯\_(ツ)_/¯

SOCIOPOLITICAL POSITION : Everyone deserves to be treated with basic decency. Beyond that, ¯\_(ツ)_/¯

EDUCATION LEVEL : I'm gonna go ahead and say he's got a Master's in engineering, and then a bunch of random courses he thought would be interesting but don't actually add up to any kind of extra degree.

FAMILY.

FATHER : Fulton Gearloose

MOTHER : ??? Gearloose (Until I find a canon name, I've called her Tallulah)

SIBLINGS : It's implied he has at least one sibling, since he's got a nephew in some of the comics, but I don't think they've ever actually been seen

EXTENDED FAMILY : Ratchet Gearloose (Grandfather), Copernicus Gearloose (Great-grandfather), Descartes Gearloose (Great-uncle), Newton Gearloose (Nephew)

NAME MEANING / S : Gyro, as in gyroscope or gyrosphere. Gearloose, as in a literal loose gear.

HISTORICAL CONNECTION ? : His great-grandfather assisted a gentleman thief in the 1920s. Long standing family ties to Scrooge McDuck. Gyro himself is a knight of the kingdom of Quackalot thanks to time travel shenanigans.

FAVOURITES.

BOOK : Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy

MOVIE : Star Wars Episode V: The Empire Strikes Back

5 SONGS :

Why Does the Sun Shine? by They Might Be Giants

Harder, Better, Faster, Stronger by Daft Punk

Lucy In The Sky With Diamonds by The Beatles

Poison by Alice Cooper (kind of a guilty pleasure)

Don't Stop Me Now by Queen

DEITY : ¯\_(ツ)_/¯

HOLIDAY : New Years

MONTH : I don't think he really has a favorite month.

SEASON : Spring

PLACE : His workshop

WEATHER : Partly cloudy, 68F, low humidity, light breeze

SOUND : Clocks ticking, birds singing, keyboard clatter, that wobbly sound that laminated paper makes

SCENT / S : Freshly cut grass, sunscreen, baked goods

TASTE / S : Fresh fruit, anything sweet

FEEL / S : The weight of a wrench or a hammer, the texture of blueprint paper, working outdoors in the sunshine (or by a window), laying in a hammock

ANIMAL / S : Dogs, bees, butterflies, songbirds

NUMBER : 42

COLOUR : Orange

EXTRA.

TALENTS : Not sure if you'd really call it a talent, but he's canonically ambidextrous.

BAD AT : Cooking, singing

TURN ONS : Not getting into that here.

TURN OFFS : Not getting into this either.

HOBBIES : Baseball, soccer, fishing, bug catching

TROPES : Cloudcuckoolander, Gadgeteer Genius, Mr. Fixit, Identical Grandson, and probably a whole lot more that I can't be bothered to keep looking for.

AESTHETIC TAGS : Tools, metalworking, robotics, clockwork, spring and summer landscapes, baseball, soccer, orange, circuitry, beaches, Arthurian legends, medieval weaponry, castles, old sci-fi, space, cyberpunk, steampunk, science labs, dragons

GPOY QUOTES : ??

FC INFO.

MAIN FC / S : Rick Moranis

ALT FC / S : Don't have one

OLDER FC / S : ...Older Rick Moranis?

YOUNGER FC / S : ¯\_(ツ)_/¯

VOICE CLAIM / S : Well, his last voice actor was Chris Edgerly in the remastered game, but I don't think it's been confirmed yet who his new VA will be.

GENDERBENT FC / S : Don't have one

MUN QUESTIONS.

Q1 : If you could write your character your way in their own movie , what would it be called , what style would it be filmed in , and what would it be about ?

A1 : I have no idea. It would probably be a campy, 80's style sci-fi though, like Honey I Shrunk The Kids or Weird Science.

Q2 : What would their soundtrack / score sound like ?

A2 : Lighthearted, but with a sense of wonder. It would make occasional use of odd instruments.

Q3 : Why did you start writing this character ?

A3 : I had just rediscovered DuckTales and Tumblr RP blogs were starting to become this big thing that everyone did so I just sort of jumped on the bandwagon.

Q4 : What first attracted you to this character ?

A4 : I've always loved nerdy, quirky characters. Being a ginger doesn't hurt either.

Q5 : Describe the biggest thing you dislike about your muse.

A5 : He is usually portrayed as having human-like feet, which makes no gotdang sense. The ducks have duck feet. Cats and dogs have paws. Other chickens have chicken feet. BUT LET'S MAKE GYRO A WEIRD MUTANT, MWAHAHAHAHAHA! ...How about no? I'm just... completely disregarding that as canon unless there's an explanation for it. I'll even take a one off, throwaway comment. Otherwise, y'all can fight me.

Q6 : What do you have in common with your muse ?

A6 : A tendency to get way too invested in a project and forget to do things like sleeping or eating a reasonable meal.

Q7 : How does your muse feel about you ?

A7 : He doesn't know I'm there, and I intend to keep it that way for now.

Q8 : What characters does your muse have interesting interactions with ?

A8 : He has had some truly memorable relationships and interactions with other muses throughout my time playing him, and I don't think I could adequately cover all of them in just a little survey post.

Q9 : What gives you inspiration to write your muse ?

A9 : I've got a playlist of songs that remind me of him that I listen to sometimes. Other than that, I find inspiration for Gyro in some of the weirdest places, like my history textbook the other day, or a particularly scientifically inaccurate episode of Danger Mouse I watched the other day.

Q10 : How long did this take you to complete ?

A10 : About two hours.

#ooc #tagged as me #headcanons

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