#providing current me with Crumbs to post!

[tgmsunmontue]

Another Time (Chapter 5/14)

ONE TWO THREE FOUR

Summary: Jake wakes up in Rooster's body about ~30 or so hours post-Mission and they have to deal with it. They're adults. Apparently.

(Posting on Tumblr, chapter a day until it's complete (currently 14 chapters already written), after it's complete I will post it on AO3 once a day until it's completed there as well).

Odd chapter = Jake POV, Even chapter = Bradley POV

                Time is fuzzy.

                He can tell it passes, but he can’t tell if it’s minutes or hours or even days. He lets himself be shuffled around by himself and it’s a mindfuck when he’s firing on all cylinders, which is definitely not the case right now. He’s undressed, showered, then dressed again in the softest material he’s ever felt. He loses time just stroking the fabric and humming to himself while he’s positioned in a comfortable bed with his leg up on a mound of cushions. It’s nice, his mind provides, like being home.

                He drifts.

                He’s woken up and offered food, a simple grilled cheese, and he’s staring at himself in confusion before the memory trickles back and he groans. He’s still in Rooster’s body. Fuck. He’s never had morphine before, and he doesn’t like it. He might not be feeling any pain, but he also feels drowsy-drunk, everything hazy and he’s struggling to keep his eyes open so he just lets himself keep them closed while he chews. It’s a good grilled cheese.

                “How are you feeling?”

                “Like shit. How long have I been out?”

                “Few hours. Debrief has been pushed to tomorrow, after your follow-up appointment at the hospital in the morning. Fourteen hundred.”

                “Your appointment,” Jake mutters, feeling a little bitter that he’s the one dealing with all the pain while Rooster walks around in his body with not even a scratch.

                “Yeah, sorry about that.”

                “Not your fault,” Jake grunts, because it’s not. He opens one eye and squints, feels crumbs in Rooster’s moustache on his face and he brushes at it absently. Feels weird. Softer than he thought it would be.

                “Wait… where am I?”

                “My place.”

                “You have a place?” He forces his eyes open and looks around and realizes he must be in Bradshaw’s bedroom. He accepts the bottle of water and the help to sit up and drink it. His stomach feels more settled than it did earlier, he’s grateful for that.

                “Yeah, it’s off base. You can be nosy later.”

                “Mmm. I’m in your bed…”

                “Yeah, you are,” Rooster agrees. Their eyes meet and Jake suddenly feels a little more alert.

                “It’s not another time yet is it…”

                “You’re drugged up, not in your right mind or even the right body, so no, it’s definitely not another time…”

                Jake pulls a face, he gets it. All of it. But he doesn’t want to be left alone. One of the reasons he enjoys being in the Navy is the fact that he’s hardly ever alone.

                “Can you keep me company anyway?”

                “What?”

                “I wanna cuddle…” Well, he wasn’t quite going to put it that way, but his brain to mouth filter is clearly not in residence.

                “I… your leg.”

                “Just be careful. Come on.”

                He’s not going to say please, no matter how much he wants it. He lies back and feels Rooster lay beside him, shuffling of pillows and then the warmth of his body near but not quite touching. He opens his eyes, turns his head to see Rooster lying on his side facing him, watching him silently.

                “Have I got something on my face?”

                “Go back to sleep Seresin…”

                “Cuddle me properly and I might.”

                “God you’re demanding.”

                “Honey, you have no idea,” Jake mumbles, eyes feeling heavy. Then Rooster is shifting closer and he feels the weight of an arm rest on his chest and he makes a sound of approval but doesn’t know if Rooster replies before he falls asleep again.

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#Hangster #Sereshaw #rooster x hangman #hangman x rooster #top gun maverick #top gun maverick fanfic

[silveredfeathers]

So am I supposed to put a pinned post up or is it just optional?

Because I'm not sure what to put here but I see a lot of others with one... I live in Alola currently, I'm originally from Kanto, though I see Johto as my home region.

I mean I can put my trainer card post on this to make it easier to find so here's the link to that: LINK

I'm married to @trainerlynda and am dating @timetravelerpyrite.

Note to other Silvers: I AM NOT OLD

//CURRENT ARC: N/A

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//Ooc and character info below the cut.

RULES:

- Anon Hate is IC only and I'll delete anything that goes too far.

- Please provide English translations if sending asks with other languages.

- Please don't make me add rules on purpose.

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Here's a list of ask games you can use if you want to throw an ask at Silver or me:

Headcanons (Writer)

Invasive Questions (Muse)

Pokemon Headcanons (Writer, please say it's for the ask game)

Never Have I Ever (Muse)

TM41: Torment! (Muse)

Memories (OOC Muse, don't send checkmark asks please)

Reporter (Muse, please say it's for the ask game so I can respond the right way.

Evil Team Propaganda can be sent Silv's way.

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CHARACTER INFO:

I'm going to add more info to this and make it fancy later.

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Rather specific tags:

#Wormholes Suck - Lore relating to Silver and Touya's past.

#Lore Crumbs & #Vague Lore Crumbs - For the most part, as it says on the tin, the post mentions something that happened before the blog due to my Silver being developed before I made the blog.

#Silver's Asks - Ask posts. This also goes for any tag that has the word asks in it (ie. #Magic Anon Asks).

#Chimera's Curse - Stuff relating to the "official" reveal of Silver being a hybrid to rotumblr.

#Mew out of the bag - [ARC] In which Gio was turned into part Mewtwo. The link is a masterlist of important posts.

#Fool's Faller - [ARC] Silver and Lyn first meet Pyrite in person here!

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This is a blog meant to represent my version of Silver, which means he strays from canon a little bit... Okay alota bit. This blog may also cover some serious things, but also participates in the general tumblr chaos. He will only be shipped with characters my BF writes, for comfort reasons.

He is 36 years old, his birthday being 12/24/1988, which makes him 11 during the events of the Gold/Silver games. He's married to @trainerlynda and dating @timetravelerpyrite. A bunch of dimension hopping related shenanigans and other such things that have happened to him. He is also transmasc and bi. If, for some reason, you don't like that, please just block me and leave.

He is a hybrid of Ho-oh, Lugia, and Silvally, due to Kenichi's (He is Lynda's halve of the universe's Giovanni's twin brother yes I know that's probably confusing-) scientists messing with him.

Silver's Boxes (Pokemon List)

Artwork with this Silver in it:

His current pfp, drawn by me

In between form and concept drawing of the full form drawn by me

Silver and Puppy, drawn by @/yewwantstobattle

Silver helping his wife calm down after some shit happened, drawn by me

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WRITER INFO:

I am 21 and am also bad at researching who I should/shouldn't talk to because that info is normally scattered everywhere and is a mess to search for. Please let me know in private if I end up talking to someone bad, I likely genuinely didn't know. I'm also new here, so I'm not quite sure what I'm doing and need to learn as I stumble around here.

Follows and likes are from @zoranaroleplayhub and sometimes @messyzoranablog. Asks are primarily in anon.

Any art that I post will be credited accordingly. If it is not labeled, then it's my own work or official.

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OTHER THINGS:

Ho-oh and Lugia Feather Properties - A headcanon post about the abilities different feathers Lugia and Ho-oh have, since the Silver and Rainbow Wings have their own special thing going on with them. It's in the format of old explorer journal pages. These headcanons will sometimes be referenced by Silver and are here for ease of finding.

#pokemon irl #pokemon #intro post #introduction #pokemon rp #pokemon trainer rp #unreality #pokeblogging #pokeblog rp #pokeblog intro #pokeblog roleplay #Silver Info Posts

[satindregs]

Cannibal Kratos???

I have another draft!!!!

ofc it’s GoW and it’s abt Kratos struggling with, uh, uhm, cannibalism. Anyway!! it’s only like 2k and again a DRAFT so when I eventually post it it may look different(⺣◡⺣)♡

Anyway I'm proud of myself for writing this much cuz I went from 2-3 oneshots a month to 2-3 sentences...

Still thinking of a name! Either The Spartan General's homecooked meals OR The Bite Of '83 bc haha funny FNAF reference

Tell me how to improve if u read! (๑˘ ₃˘๑)

It has been a rough winter. The farmers were even beginning to struggle to feed their own households last Kratos checked. That does not make him feel better.

He attempts foraging, but the ever-falling snow does a good job of hiding what the god desperately tries to find, and for once, the rage heating his body does nothing to melt everything around him.

Faye pretends their bare cupboards do not fill her with worry or bitterness. (Kratos would not blame her for those feelings, as he feels them himself.) She feigns contentment, not showing her hunger.

“We’ll be okay, Kratos,” she mocks, voice too cheery for the somber occasion. “I’ve improved the snares,” The snares that Kratos himself had made. Had his been inadequate? “any rabbit or fox near won’t be able to resist!”

“They’re likely gone, Faye. It’s been weeks without any roaming game,”

“That’s why they’ll be out looking, you big grump,” she attempts to tease. Kratos does not answer her. It takes energy to keep himself calm, and he cannot afford to waste so much when he has so little. The god glues his gaze to his hands as if they hold the answers to his problems. It takes effort to not bury his head in them.

To think something as straightforward as hunger would be one of Kratos’s problems makes his palms itch. He does not take pleasure in what he is capable of, but he has long stopped trying to deny its benefits. One of the old, then new, benefits had been the ability to provide for his family. Whether he fought thieves in his mother’s home during the night, or fought to keep his wife out of lepers’ dirtied hands. When he slaughtered a mortal woman for attempting to run with Faye’s ill son (He has not yet told Faye of that incident, too ashamed of his frantic fear for the panting boy). Or even something as simple as being able to feed them.

He is proud of his ability to keep them safe from beings other than himself, but he cannot claim to be proud now, not when he can hear the boy’s hushed voice asking about the contents of their larders.

His mother responds in an equally quiet voice, offering exactly what her impotent husband begged her to. “Of course there’s enough, silly boy,” she ruffles his strip of hair as he giggles, vainly attempting to keep his voice down still. Maybe, in fear of what an angry Kratos might do.

“Though,” she continues, and this surprises Kratos. He lifts his head and finds himself staring into his wife’s eyes. He does not know what she will say and Kratos worries. “It’s just a snack. The rest will be saved for tomorrow, got it?” she whispers. Her son whines, as all kids do. But not all kids have suffered through the hunger pains he has, and is currently suffering through. Ultimately, the boy agrees.

Faye gives him their last strips of cooked venison and promises a more fulfilling meal later, “Perhaps tomorrow?” she smiles, conspiratorially. Kratos tries not to wilt into himself like a wildflower subjected to the strong winds of the north. His wife not only knew how incompetent he was, not being able to provide for his home, but so did her son. She even went so far as to set a deadline for the god. Has he been inadequate for so long?

Unable to appear completely unaffected, he winces, knowing he’s more behind than he’s ever been concerning food. If the gods here were anything like the ones in Greece, then they were laughing their asses off, surrounded by rich meats and cakes and drink. They’d laugh, while wiping the crumbs off their faces and onto the floor. He’d witnessed it many times during his stay with the pantheon.

Kratos loosens his fists and focuses on the fire’s embers. He should not bother them with his anger, not now. Not when he’s the cause for their own intense anger. Kratos drowns them out with thoughts and plans of how to keep his home alive. Plan after plan, all seem lacking when he considers what is at risk.

What will happen when his time is up? Will Faye leave? Oh, he hopes not; not into the biting winds. Atreus would not make the trip. So he thinks more, and more. He shakes, and shakes his head.

Wasn’t he clever, so long ago? Where is that general and his strategic plans? Then, Kratos remembers.

That man is long dead, perishing along with Sparta.

In his place is Kratos of Midgard. The god mourning the wife that will surely disappear into the night once she catches a stronger whiff of his limitations, and the boy so hungry he’d consider eating his own flesh if Faye would let him.

Kratos hears the snores of the boy. He relaxes, not feeling as watched.

Now that his body is slack, exhaustion slips through the cracks of the shield he had maintained throughout the day. Kratos looks away from the fire, only to see sunlight peeking through the hastily repaired roof. Kratos frowns at the beam and looks up further, meeting his wife’s eyes.

He wishes he didn’t. He wishes he’d kept his eyes where they were, but now it’s too late and his wife no longer has that smile on her face. Instead, it’s replaced with a nasty frown so deep it must hurt. “My love, do you feel alright? You have not eaten,”

“How could I?” he retorts, ignoring the snoring boy in her arms. He had to sleep on an empty stomach again.

“Kratos,” she continues, voice soft. “Do not push yourself,” she requests with a smile. Kratos has a feeling that if her arms were empty, she would’ve gathered him in them. It confuses him, but he does not dwell.

“I will check the snares”

Faye frowns once again. She seems to be doing it more often than not. “What? I only just set them out! You’ll mess with the scents I attached,”

“Then, I will hunt,” Kratos compromises. He cannot stay here, in this house. Not when he has a child to feed and a wife to please. Not when his wife cuts him deep with nasty looks veiled behind sweet buoying words.

She wishes to argue, he can tell. Kratos grabs a hatchet and one of the warmer furs they had (but still leaving the warmest) and leaves before Faye remembers how light her boy is.

As he leaves, he can hear his wife’s low and warm “Be safe, Kratos.”

He doesn’t know how long it’s been. In fact, he’s tried his hardest to lose track of where and when and why.

Kratos knows he is hungry. And he knows that in front of him is a rat feeding on a long-dead corpse. The rat is so plump Kratos can almost see it pop when it takes another bite of bruised flesh and chews slow. It seems to savor the taste; the flavor that, no doubt, is better than any scraps it’s had the fortune of ingesting.

It isn’t the first, and far from the last, time Kratos has seen flesh being gorged on. It also wouldn't be the first time he’d had the urge himself. Just seeing the rat have the privilege of such big bites has the god squeezing his fists and breathing heavier.

The noise is hard to miss, though the rat does not scurry back to its home. No, it cannot even risk it. It continues to eat, albeit faster; almost frantically so, as Kratos gets closer, like it knows this is the last time it’ll be granted such a delicacy. Soon, it is under his boot. It doesn’t squeak as it finally pops. Kratos briefly wonders if it had wanted to stop, but couldn’t find the strength. Had Kratos shown the rodent mercy by ending its life?

When he lifts his foot, it’s to a stain so large, made of only rat innards and bits of browned flesh. Kratos moves on but the image imprints itself in his mind.

As Kratos roams the ruins that make up the Wild Woods, he does not find any animals worth eating. Not even those unworthy of being consumed.

He does not find anything except rotting corpses turned dark from the chill. And draugr, who’ve long blackened and been reduced to almost completely soulless beings.

Kratos does not know much of Midgard’s gods, but to feed his son something so impure it oozes black blood should be a sin worthy of a fate worse than death.

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When overworked soldiers were finally given reprieve, they would gather round a small campfire. Not that the warmth was needed, the sandy shores were not known for being cold, they would gather to tell sweet tales or eat or sleep. Though, it was quite unusual to do anything but sit there.

If they told stories, they were distracted; if they slept, they could wake up as a lost soul. If they ate, the others would get nervous. They would start to count the heads present. But that was a dangerous game, especially during a war.

Some of the soldiers were innocent, the only thing filling their stomachs being stale bread. Unfortunately, not all were merciful.

It was common knowledge to not sleep next to a starving man.

When overworked soldiers were given reprieve, they would gather round a small campfire. They would gather to tell sweet tales or eat or sleep. They would sit tightly together to stop hungry claws from stripping their throats of meat, stopping them from screaming out as blunt nails stabbed and clawed into their still warm flesh.

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Kratos is covered in it. From his hands to under his fingernails, from the edges of his lips to between his teeth. It was everywhere. It stained him. If his poor boy ever found him like this, he wished he could say it was a mistake. He was out of his mind with hunger, he had no choice!

But he did, he realizes as he melts a hole through the thin layer of ice frozen over a winding stream. He slams his fists against the ice. Lightly at first, the thin morsels not enough to reawaken his strength. Then, angry, he cracks the ice to make a hole big enough for his head.

And he submerges his mouth and nose and ears into the hypothermic water. He forces himself to stay, even when, no, especially when his lungs start to burn.

In the end, he pulls his body up and out of the water. He cannot afford to lose his life, not yet.

The god can’t help but shiver at the gusts of chilling wind, the soaked fur doing nothing but aid the gods in punishing him. He staggers to his feet and continues his trek, not accomplishing what he wanted with the stream.

The yearning will continue because of his mistake. Kratos’s stomach rolls as he looks back to the desimates corpse stinking of burnt flesh. How much would it take? To make it stop.

His stomach is still full. His mind is clear, yet his conscience cannot say the same. But, it is too late to worry about that. Kratos must put his guilt behind him if he wants to focus, if he wants to sate his wife. If he wants to catch his prey.

Kratos waits, patient, on the balls of his feet, crouched behind vegetation to hide his figure. The animal senses his gaze, nostrils flared and braying, its ears pinned back.

The god tenses his thighs, ready to give chase. The animal rears high and makes enough noise to garner his prey’s attention. His prey lays a heavy hand on the donkey’s neck, trying its best to soothe the animal. It whispers words of encouragement, distracting itself from the rustling undergrowth.

The animal steps back, bringing his prey to full attention. “Who is there?” it shouts. Kratos readies his hatchet.

“I have nothing! Spare me!” it yelps into the trees. Kratos does not, in the moment, recognize the difference between the desperate Spartan soldier he once was and Kratos of Midgard.

The donkey’s incessant noise rises in volume as fresh gore splatters near its front legs. Kratos rises to his feet and steps over the shrubbery. The animal pulls and pulls at the rope attaching it to Kratos’s prey. Thankfully, the limp fingers do not give. He does not yet have the energy to chase after such an animal.

Its meat shall be a gift. It will provide Faye and her son the strength they need to make an escape from their disappointment and hunger.

The animal quiets down, but will not let Kratos approach it. The god pays it no mind, his attention instead focused on the steadily growing pond of red soaking into the dirt he stands on. He tries to hold himself back. He tries to stay on his feet, not letting his knees burrow into the dirt as his weight becomes too much. Instead of rushing forward, digging his claws into the dampness, he takes slow and steady steps toward the man. He doesn’t mean to lower himself as fast and desperate as he does, but it happens anyway. Kratos will realize this later and shame will overcome his body and mind, but now, nothing has ever mattered less.

He drags his heavy body toward the still warm man. He closes his eyes and takes a deep breath. The tang in the air makes his stomach churn and his palms sweat. Kratos digs his fingers into the dirt to stop them from doing the inevitable.

It is inescapable, this hunger. Kratos thinks, somberly. He is reverting.

His stomach is full and his mind fog is gone. The trek back takes less time than it has in many moons. The god was no longer forced to take breaks from the extra weight of game, or his own insolence, mounted on his back. Now, the only weight comes from the meaty animal draped over his shoulder.

Faye will be pleased and the boy will be fed. He could not ask for more.

Ever since the flood, Faye has been acting strange– twitchy. Though, when it is mentioned, his sweet wife will do all she can to avoid it. ‘I’m tired, Kratos,’ she will say. ‘You’re still thinking of that?’ She’ll question with a curl of her lip. Kratos does not like to bother his wife, but this seems important.

She lays down the fabrics she was attempting, and failing, to mend. “You’re like a kit, Kratos. Hell, If a vixen heard your yapping, I'm sure she’d swoop in and rescue you from my depraved clutches!” Kratos ignores the jabs.

“Kratos,” Faye lays a light hand on his shoulder, “Are you alright? You’re- you look exhausted.” Kratos wants to lay a hand atop hers; he wants to savor the affection and burn the touch into his skin, but he cannot. He cannot touch her with his sullied hands.

He twists his body out of her hold. “I have brought meat. Enough to keep us fed,”

Faye pulls her hand away but keeps it suspended in the air. The shock is evident on her face. Kratos does not look into her eyes. He can practically hear Faye holding her words back. So she does not worry the boy, Kratos reasons to himself.

#god of war #atreus #kratos #gow #writing #fanfic #everytime i think of kratos and atreus i cry #fanfic writing #ao3 #gow ragnarok #ao3 writer #cannibal tw #faye gow #fayetos #kratos god of war #Loves his wife #god of war atreus #not so much #YET #Kratos would do anything for his wife #Kratos eats people #not in a sexy way #im sorry #animal death #and you know #people died #sorry if this makes no sense #i tried #unreliable narrator #hehe hoohoo

[acourtofthought]

listen you have no idea how much I appreciate you!! How you always have an answer to everything those bitches (I'm sorry I'm at my limits) have to say that makes absolutely zero sense. And how they always want to stir some shit to get a rise out of us so they can say "hey look they're rude to us :(" but you always answer with certainty and respect unlike some ppl (even tho we have so many SS from them telling us to k*ll ourselves)

But I hope you're looking out for yourself. Bc me personally can't handle them. I can't deal with stupidity and argue with a grown ass person who feels like arguing with a wall, incapable of changing for an ounce and act all childish. I know how tiring and harmful it can be.

I and so many others have read enough sjm books to know who will be the next couples of the series and I really think the only thing that will make the shut the fuck up is waiting for the next book confirmation. Time will tell.

Thank you for the check in ❤️

Honestly, I have it easy compared to some of the other peoples experiences on here so it's not fair for me to complain. And it's on me for engaging with some of the stuff they put up because I am capable of turning my head and leaving it be.

Which I usually do because I don't go searching for their posts. However I do occasionally check my "Your Tags" section and the Elucien / Lucien tags were used in a clearly Anti Elucien post. This isn't the first time this week I've seen it happen across the fandom so the repeated behavior tends to spike my argumentative side and that in of itself is childish to a degree but at times it feels like you want the other side to be heard too, you know? They go around shouting the loudest thinking it means they have something on us, more proof of something, and I guess something about that feels unfair to me.

It's always canon this and canon that for them while ignoring all the other canon that exists. Being selective with canon is going to be the thing to bite them in the ass in the end because these books are not just what happens when Elain and Az are on page together. They definitely don't like "canon" when it tells us Az hasn't thought of a future with Elain. They don't like canon when the thought of Gwyn's happiness sparked something in his chest.

And SJM doesn't talk about all the little hints and crumbs she laid out for Elain's journey only for some in the fandom to think that the things that are wide out in the open (like Az and Elain wanting to kiss) are the full picture. Feyre saying, "why not make them mates?" wouldn't be a crumb or a hint, that would be SJM leaving nothing to the imagination. A crumb is something like "what can I get you Elain?" "Sunshine", then later revealing that her mate is the heir to Day. Or "Spring had been made for someone like her" in reference to Elain and later being told Lucien is permanently being stationed there. Crumbs are SJMs way of laying out the mystery of what's going to happen and she wants the reader to be clever enough to spot them. Thinking Elain has no interest in Lucien and it's clear she wants Az because she was willing to hook up with him and currently ignores Lucien doesn't take any sort of genius to figure out. But a clever reader who look a little deeper to see if maybe the "obvious" isn't really so obvious at all, that there is more going on beyond what we're seeing.

But you're right, there's no point in arguing. It doesn't matter how logical your response is, it doesn't matter how much proof you can provide based on past endgame couples and how that means Elucien (while not a guarantee) is not a lost cause, they don't want to hear it. They want to only fixate on the moments that support E/riel and nothing that possibly throws a wrench in that ship and that's like trying to talk to someone about a movie where they only stepped into the room every 20 - 30 minutes, catching 5 minutes at a time.

#fandom fuckery #anti e/riel

[ezamevolni]

Hello, lurker here again! Have so many questions and would love your brilliant takes on it. What is your stand on their living situation? The vlive Jk is currently doing appears to be from his own dorm. But news came out that he is getting a new house that will be done by May 2024. Do you think jinkook lived and will live together? Moments (from the Grammy vlives) revealed that they do sleep together, but other moments like in bon voyage (2019) where it's revealed only jihope visited Jk or like when Jk wrongly (?) guessed about the ice cream in Jin’s fridge, to name a few. So, wondering about that since if they are together, shouldn’t they live together as well?

You've asked many of the right questions, dear lurker ;D

I will have to do a few traces post centered around this housing topic to properly explore all the hidden trails. The number of drafts drummed up, I may actually be able to stretch these posts across the 2 years until 2025....

Their whole living situation.. is a mix of past, present and future decisions. And because I'm longwinded and like to pick everything apart...unfortunately I cannot answer you succinctly while also providing ample evidence and arguments for my claims.

But if you want some very bold, very insane statements, here's my takes:

One for the past: Their group dorm aside, yes I think Jinkook lived together sometimes. The 2019 long vacation is a special case in which there's a LOT to talk about, but to make it short for now...they probably didn't meet up during that time. Also, JK guessed wrongly about Jin having ice cream in his freezer...... Jin has more than 50 ice creams in his freezer! Yikes, big wrong!!! So unbelievable wrong JK was. So, so, so wrong.... How could he have 50 ice creams? And JK proudly showing the camera he was the only one who got it wrong. btw Jin also wrongly guessed that JK preferred red to white wine... 😱😏 (Thanks for reminding me of this video btw...it's very interesting ohoho)

Pro (?) tip: when it comes to Jinkook, try observing the other 5 for more clues as to what's going on. In a group of seven, not everyone will be in on the play and they're bound to give something away.

Two for the present: Jin and Jungkook have their respective places as of now. If you do some super sleuthing into balloon refections, spoons and irises, Jin's newlywed house doesn't look the same as JK's current apartment.

Hopes for the future: The timing of events is always impeccable with Jinkook. It's only speculation now but when the puzzle pieces fit together so well, who are we to still pretend like it's not a possibility? tbh I'm disappointed in how detailed the report on JK's new house is because it implies someone selling that information to the media. Not great. The floor plans should be something unknown to the public...especially with how he intended it. And along those lines, I'm not expecting to get any confirmation that they're living together after both are back. In fact, the less we know, the better for them. My final answer is yes, living together is their plan. As to whether that will be successful, would depend on how much the external factors affect them.

I hope the last sentence answered your question if they should be living together if they're together. They're not quite like us, where we don't have to worry about watchful eyes and physical lurkers. The risk of being discovered is so much higher if they did try to live in the same house long term. But my money is on success because they've already started to take measures to ensure their privacy and freedom.

On a personal note, I'm really going to be in this Jinkook shxt for life because they're the embodiment of that saying 'still waters run deep'. Anything they do is never a standalone, random decision. It's necessary to look at the real-time context, back in time and to anticipate more information surfacing in the future. Rest assured, they always leave us crumbs. 😌

But really, JK must not be planning to leave the house ever again when he's back after the two years 👾

#asks #jinkook #kookjin

[jeffersonseaplane]

okay I have way too many thoughts about sab season 2 so here goes *deep breath*

on the "main storyline" side: as someone who hasn't read the sab books but has read soc duology, I rlly liked alina's storyline this season and thought it was decently paced for how few episodes there were. i loved mal and nikolai being friends and not having a random awful love triangle and that alina didn't love nikolai except for platonically! made sense.

baghra kicked ass and ben was again amazing as the d*rkling. loved seeing alinas struggle and his side even though i hate him, because we got to see genya. (SIDE NOTE GENYADAVID WRECKED ME.)

mal being sturmhond was actually a nice twist imo. the twins ROCK and i love tamar and nadia sm. adrik too he's so cute.

on the crows side: even though i adore the crows (and there were zero faults with the cast's performances, as usual), i found myself a little disappointed with some of the writing. some decisions to put book scenes in early made sense (MORE SENSE THAN SOME OF YOU WILL GIVE THEM CREDIT FOR, considering they want to feed us crumbs IF the show gets cancelled), but generally it was disorienting to see the ck plotline, or at least part of it.

i think that the one great thing abt the ck plotline is that it opens up new implications for matthias and pekka's motives, both towards each other and towards kaz, and i love that idea. it's something i'm the most excited for, honestly.

kaz's backstory was well-done and well-acted by jordie, young kaz, and current kaz! freddy continues to be an absolute superstar and one of my favorites in the cast. one thing about kaz, tho: i HATED that the dregs weren't already his crew...like girl who tf is running the crow club. kaz is older in this iteration but not by THAT MUCH...anyways i do think it'll provide basis for the big bolliger/not trusting kaz scene at the beginning of the real soc plot but i still didn't like it.

the other major thing i hated was how rushed wesper was (this one is pretty obvious), but let me also volunteer this: it made sense. of the crows, they have the least traumatic relationship (even tho they have personal traumas yk), and because we can't guarantee that the show will get a spinoff, SOMEONE has to end up happy. thus, no slow burn. annoyed about it, but it's not unreasonable + i adore jack and kit together.

kaNEJ THIS SEASON OMG. the scene in the chapel at the end of the season...wow. i thought it was superbly done and made sense in the storyline of the show, despite being from the books. yes, they had some slightly rushed moments, but again, no guarantees for another season. also this means they're probably planning even more development for a spinoff!!

helnik...cal and dani blow me away even when they're not together?? how do they do that?? amazing. i loved the tension; it was just like the books.

jesper's powers becoming stronger after he hallucinates aditi were a nice touch imo. when colm comes around he'll have to reckon with himself even more now, so that's actually interesting + good setup. he was amazing in episode seven!!!

INEJ SAVING ALINA AGAIN. the implications it has for her religious beliefs are so wow. also, her looking for slavers with sturmhond (MAL!) and the crew is great bc we'll see her again, but it also gives her a minor amount of closure. not full closure, but enough to keep fans wanting to see her again.

on a general note: my favorite episodes were five and seven. i thought five did character interactions super well (specifically nina/kaz and kanej), and seven brought the characters from both storylines together in a way that was, imo, better than last season. also, in episode eight: ALINA USING THE DARK CUT ON THE PAREM SOLDIER?? WOWOWOWW I LOVE THAT I'M SO EXCITED. people will be mad kaz knew about parem before van eck told him but my guess is that the van eck kidnapping stuff DID happen and we just didn't see it yet (wait for spinoff!!)

i'll definitely have to write more posts as it settles in, but yeah...that's the gist of it lol. basically: i will always be a show defender, even if there's clumsy writing and some hamfisting!! i love that damn show!! i am really excited to see them again (praying for a spinoff) and i loved the way the season ended tbh.

#six of crows #shadow and bone #shadow and bone season 2 #sab s2 #spoilers #sab spoilers #six of crows spoilers #be nice to the cast pls they are so hard working and did an amazing job with what they were given

[someonetookmyawesomename]

It must be painful to sail a dead ship 🥀

Tell me something about it, since I haven’t the slightest who they are? 😅💐

(Warning, this is gonna be long as heck because I'm sad my ship is dead, so I'm sorry in advance if I talk too much)

YES SAILING A DEAD SHIP IS PAINFUL (My chosen ship is Liir/Trism from the wicked books)

Here's just a summary of things that you can expect to experience:

you have nobody to talk about it with (yes, even on tumblr. So far, I've only met 3 people who are interested, and they're all pretty busy, so I'm alone on this 99% of the time

There is very little art (I've seen less than 20 works most of which were commissioned by @lillifaba so I have her to thank for what little I can find)

Even posts such as headcanons and rants are nonexsitent

Next to zero fanfiction (there is less than 30 works on AO3 that have my favored characters tagged. They don't even appear as minor characters in most works about wicked)

Most of the fanfiction that do feature them usually only use them as minor characters

As for those that use them as major characters, most are abandoned and are about a decade old if not older

Unless you have the skills to make your own content, you're stuck licking crumbs off the floor

Now that that's out of the way, here's some basic information about Liir and Trism:

They're both characters from the wicked book series which provides a fairly adult backstory to the wicked witch of the west from The Wizard of Oz

Neither of them appear in the wicked musical, because their story happens after the events of the musical

They're part of the next generation of characters from the books

Liir is the son of Elphaba (the lead heroine in the musical AKA wicked witch of the west) with her definitely murdered (in the books) lover Fiyero

Unlike his mom, Liir does not have any sort of happy memories from his childhood

Elphaba gave birth to him while in a coma, so she refuses to acknowledge him as her son

he was heavily bullied throughout his childhood for his weight (he was on the chubby side as a child) and was almost drowned by his bully

Unlike his extremely motivated and go-getter mother, his terrible upbringing made him more weary and passive

He achieves greater things compared to his mother, but only because he was forced to do so, not because he wanted to

He kind of just stumbles through life, winging it as he goes

Despite that, he is extremely mentally strong and is able to withstand torture and threats to his family

Liir has a wife named Candle

She kind of accidentally forces him into a relationship with her because she r*pE$ him and gets pregnant while he's in a coma in an attempt to warm his body to keep him from dying (I know, shit got messy real fast)

Trism is a soldier Liir meets when he enlists in the army (Liir enlists after Elphaba is killed because he was a literal teenager at the time with nowhere to go)

Trism is described as being VERY hottt (Kinda reminds me of America/Alfred from Hetalia when it comes to looks, blonde, handsome, and VERY muscular) which appeals to my gay senses

He and Liir initially don't get along that well, but in true enemies to lovers fashion, they get together later on

Trism becomes a dragon trainer working for the current ruler of Oz

Unfortunately, the ruler is corrupt and uses the dragons to oppress the masses, murdering countless innocents

Trism grows tired of working to oppress the people and Liir convinces him to kill the dragons

They become fugitives and in the process become lovers and start fricking (yes I enjoyed this part and I'm not ashamed)

Trism delivers my favorite line from the books "Are you slow, or are you just falling in love with me?" I love me a cheeky man

This all happens while Candle is pregnant

In order to reunite with candle and keep her safe, Liir sends Trism to pick her up (He literally sends his lover to pick up his wife my goodness)

She refuses to come with Trism

Trism leaves alone and gets captured and tortured by the government for killing the dragons and to get info out of him

Liir reunites with Candle, but she refuses to tell him what she did when Trism came to pick her up

Trism and Liir don't meet for many years (I think like a decade or 2)

When they do meet again, they're on opposite sides of a war

Trism is training dragons again, but this time he plans on participating in a revolution that destroys the emerald city, Oz's capital in an attempt to depose its corrupt ruler

Liir on the other hand wants to avoid the attack because it would kill many innocent lives

I'm not explaining it very well, but both of their choices are honestly quite valid

Liir gets kidnapped and tortured in order to force him to work for Trism's side

Liir still refuses to work with Trism

They both acknowledge that after many years of separation they still love each other

But don't get back together because they're on opposite ends of a war

It turns out Trism never needed Liir's help because he manages to help conquer the emerald city just from his experience with dragon taming alone

The political issues get resolved after the war but Liir and Trism never get back together

To add insult to injury, Liir and Candle have a major fight that ends in divorce

By the end of the books, Liir is left all alone waiting for either Trism, Candle, or both to return to him

It's left open-ended whether either of the two decide to come back for Liir

Why I ship Liir and Trism:

There's this comfort and openness in their relationship that isn't there with Liir and His wife

Liir and his wife were simply forced into a relationship because of a sudden pregnancy that honestly did not make sense to me how it happened

Liir and Candle are also just terrible for each other

Their relationship becomes icy and toxic near the end of the books

Trism is highly protective and supportive of Liir, loving him even after he gest captured and tortured

Throughout the story, Trism is often mistaken as Liir's husband because of how close they are

Liir and Trism both worked for the military and share plenty of experiences together

I imagine that after the events of the books, Liir and Trism reunite and they apologize for causing each other so much pain as well as help each other get through the traumas they experienced

LIIR AND TRISM HAVE SO MUCH ANGST, HURT/COMFORT, AND ENEMIES TO LOVERS POTENTIAL

It's a shame people don't really know about them

Here's some extra things I just wanted to express:

I'm so invested in their relationship that I can't even read fanfiction about other ships right now because I keep fixating on them

I'm lowkey salty that most people in the wicked fandom only seem to care about Elphaba, Fiyero, and Glinda (I'm NOT an anti, this is just me being an envious, bitter, unreasonable bitch who can't accept that my ship is dead. I understand why people like Elphaba, Glinda and Fiyero, I'm just jealous that these characters seem to be the only ones getting attention, but it's understandable because they're the main characters in the musical)

I'm hoping that one day, Liir and Trism follow the steps of Achilles and Patroclus and go viral so I can finally get some friends who also ship Liir/Trism

I think the wicked movie will be shit, but if there is the chance that it might convince people to read the books and maybe increase the number of Liir/Trism supporters, then I'm willing to support it

I'm incredibly starved for Liir/Trism content and will jump at any opportunity to talk about them

So yeah, thank you for coming to my TED-Talk. I'm sorry I ran my mouth so much! I just got excited that somebody asked me about Liir and Trism

#I am in pain #I am in misery #It's hard to be in a #dead ship #I hope I meet more peope interested in #liir/trism #liir thropp #trism bon cavalish #liir #trism #wicked #son of a witch #wicked the musical #wicked: the life and times of the wicked witch of the west #out of oz #fanfiction #elphaba thropp #elphaba #glinda #fiyero tigelaar #fiyero

[sewmice]

hello! <3 i'd like to thank you so much for posting those new utapri songs <3 i have severe depression and since they announced the end of shining live, i've been sadder than ever this year. i've been looking at your tumblr everyday since you posted "samuraizm" and i feel so happy now with the new songs you posted. thank you so much, it made my day and week much happier <3 you're an angel (sorry i don't have a tumblr, so it has to be annonymous, but just know that you're special to me) <3 xoxo

It's absolutely no problem! I'm so happy to finally be able to give back to this community in recent years after so long! I know I'm not the only uploader out there, but I'm proud to be the new designated uploader of the Tumblr lol. To the best that my budget and interests currently allow (Sorry Heavens). And I do hope as time goes on, I can buy and provide more and more!

To think this all started because I was salty the Shining Romance and Force Live MVs were never officially posted, and understandably hard to find from other fans. So I bought Setsugetsuka, which started the slow slide of "Well maybe I'll order this CD too."

Also show love to any other uploaders out there! Hikarinoakari has always been a pretty steady source for ages that I somehow forgot about until earlier this year.

And now to be sappy. I feel you so much. Utapri has gotten me through some rough depressive episodes. So many of my friends as well. The music, the series, all of the uploaders past and current, and so much of the community has kept myself and so many others sane. And I very much hope to continue to help spread that light for years to come. Gonna be hard to get rid of me now after all. I've already been in this Utapri hell for 10 years now.

The Shining Live situation is rough. It definitely gave a lot of us a kick to the stomach. It's been weird playing JP as normal, like EN isn't slowly getting closer to the end. And playing EN like it's not ending.

Don't give up hope just yet though! There's still two and a half weeks until our supposed end date! One and a half until our possible nail in the coffin with URs in the Memorial Bangle shop. There's is possibly still time for them to change their minds! The Chinese server got their notice of the merge option only a week before their shut down date!

Email the support team! Email KLab! Let your voice be heard!

And even if it does die, JP is still there! The community is still here! Translating and posting and doing our best with our crumbs! And even without Shining Live, Utapri has thankfully become more and more accessible to international fans over the years. The songs are finally being added to international markets! (5th Anniversary CD is on iTunes!) There is so much Utapri out there, that even if it's sad, and it will be hard, we can keep going!

Now I'm done being sappy lol. This got very long and rambly. Just thank you and everyone else who are all so kind!

[sleepyjuniper]

For the recent Reblogs about what the discord should be about, I suppose it depends on what you want it's focus to be. XP Do you want it to be a place where you give updates about your work like you do here on Tumblr, or do you want it to be a place where people can gather and chat about possible Headcannons, or ideas when it comes to SB or DCA (Still have no idea what that means. XD) related content. But all in all. It depends on what you yourself want to try and make it to be.

Now as for the main purpose of this ask. I'm not sure if this counts as a spoiler bit or not, but before the metaphorical shit hit the fan in SB, do you Headcannon that the Daycare was closed down before the events of the game, or was it still up and functional, only with a very Neurotic Sundrop as the only Caretaker (Timebomb) for the Munchkins and kiddies?

I think it would be a server mainly focused on my own fic, so I could have a channel where I post vague as fuck questions about how interactions should go, or like, shit like how ovens work and other out of context things. As well as that, it could also have channels where people can post their own headcanons, or flesh out ideas for fics, or share art or get help with art (assuming there's enough art experts in the server to provide advice). Maybe a designated channel for gushing about fics we like.

I don't often have anything to share about my fic unless it's crumbs or updates, so the only time I really get to talk about it is when new people read it and send asks with praise or questions. There's.. not been a lot lately, and there's also not been much progress on the current chapter either. Aside from straight up spoiling all my plans, I don't see a way of finishing the chapter any faster. I don't ever have anything to draw for future scenes either, so it's not like a lot of new content would be found if you were joining the server purely for that. But if you're merely wanting to gush abt it to me, that would be more than welcome and in fact desired.

For your question: the daycare was shut down prior to Gregory arriving in SB. That's both based on evidence in the canon game, and on the way I've set up the fic. Sun had been alone for many months before Gregory showed up.

#asks #i have really conflicting feelings on this idea honestly #so I'm sorry if this answer doesn't make sense #really i feel like im only considering this cause I'm not getting enough attention but it sounds egotistical af when i put it like that #idk :/ #june is typing

[bakersstreetirregulars]

Meet Cream Unicorn Cookie… Again!

⚙️ That couldn’t be the router going on me again…! Should’ve known that module was a prototype… It’s why we couldn’t get this in sooner and why I couldn’t post my experiences of me at that fairytale party! …and it’s also why the office’s perched raven’s rethinking her banner too. That will get resolved somewhere in the near future.

About the unicorn, however, Cream Unicorn Cookie is a Healing Cookie that stands in the Rear. They’re also the only Healing Cookie to be added to the roster as of now after the premiere of Pure Vanilla Cookie… which was the same arc as when I came in last year!

…Look. We might be neutral at best because he introduced me to Clotted Cream Cookie for his interest in my genius, but I hold no regrets in testing Gingerbrave’s party with my Wafflebots, even though I had to rebuild them all over again after she had me hoodwinked! Nobody hoodwinks Strawberry Crepe Cookie! NOBODY!

…just roll their story while I reboot my professional algorithm. The idea of Dark Enchantress Cookie tricking me and leaving me for crumbs has gotten me steaming inside again. *click*

A desolate amusement park lies in darkness. Lights flicker on one by one. A merry-go-round begins to rotate slow and steady to a bygone song of the past. The park magically returns to life as a lone pony, embraced by the purest of rainbows, opens their eyes. The silky mane and creamy tail turn into elegant locks of hair. Decorations spring to life as fluttering sugar butterflies. Cream Unicorn Cookie flies around the park with the sugar butterflies in tow. After floating among the attractions, a graceful landing on top of the Ferris wheel concludes the course. A whisper escapes while gazing upon the entirety of the park. "In the end, all that shines are memories and stars." A flashback of the glee and joy of young Cookies running towards the merry-go-round plays before wistful eyes. If only it could turn for eternity...A dream to be a part of the happiness and laughter of children has manifested as a unicorn. The dream never stops, regardless of night or day.

⚙️ Gearbox fixed, let’s move on. Cream Unicorn’s skillset is twofold based on field testing. As a healer, their targets are your friendlies. Unlike everyone else in the healer class, Cream Unicorn Cookie casts Damage Resistance on friendly units when using their standard heal, and this buff can stack multiple times if they have to heal a specific Cookie multiple times in several seconds.

✨ DMG Resist: -5% for 12 seconds, can stack up to 3 times

⚙️ As for their advanced smart-activated skill “Midsummer Night’s Dream”, they’ll turn into a unicorn that looks like it flies much faster than a jet. They’ll fly over everyone to leave a trail of butterflies that heals everyone on your team, and that healing increases for any missing HP on their targets while also providing critical resistance. Critical resistance acts like damage resistance except it only protects against critical hits. As an added wake-up call, they’ll even silence everyone on the enemy side of the field!

Silence: Silenced targets can’t use their skills (for Cookies you control, their portrait will be obscured for a short time to prevent you from activating a skill by clicking their portrait), and any skill that’s currently on cooldown will pause. A recent tweak to the Silence debuff is also a silent buff for anyone that uses it like Latte Cookie and Chapter 13’s Frost Spirits.

❤️ Healing: 39.6% ATK + (0.54% per level) + (1.6% ATK per 1% of HP lost)

💥 CRIT Resist: -17.5% Critical Damage for 10 seconds

🕰 Cooldown: 17 seconds

🌫 Silence Duration: 1 second

⚙️ For the purposes of their abilities and rapid multi-hitting heal skill, it remains in the Editor’s best recommendation and written in this script to equip them with a full set of Swift Chocolates to accelerate their cooldown (and the ability to recast the CRIT Resist and Silence effects much more frequently).

If you find yourself in a pinch and don’t have open access to collecting them, Solid Almonds can work as a stand-in since their position in the back as a healer will make them an open target for rear-targeting enemies and Cookies such as Vampire (who is often seen in countless Arena setups) and Red Velvet. Both such Cookies can surgically remove your unicorn healer in Arena in seconds if your Cream Unicorn was left unfortified.

Bouncy Caramels COULD work if you would prioritize ATK SPD to spam DMG Resist casting, or Sweet Candies to amplify their healing factor and buffs for your team, but don’t try this. These small percentages don’t scale enough to make your buffs reasonably stronger than they are at base value, nor do they increase the heal per cast by a serious amount. If you were to consider healing per cast a priority, just use Searing Raspberries. The Raspberries’ higher ATK boost percentages compared to the Candies’ heal/buff percentage boosts grant a better bonus to your healing per cast of Unicorn’s standard heal AND skill.

#cookie run #cookie run kingdom #cream unicorn cookie #they always debut when devsis does something big

[emmanuelouise]

Reverse Character Creation: How Facebook Has the Blueprint to Your Identity | Written By: Louise Baylon

Should I quit Facebook? I am someone who enjoys character creation and customization, quite a lot actually. As an artist, I enjoy brainstorming and making up characters, visualizing how they look like, and crafting the stories that make up their identity. This fondness of mine carries on to video games as well. Most of the time I find myself enamored and engaged during character creation sections, often spending hours just on that before playing the actual game. So imagine my surprise during our previous discussion with our data privacy professor, when I learned that I have also been doing character creation (unknowingly) with my daily activities on Facebook. As well as on the rest of the internet for as long as I have been using it.

Just as how I've enjoyed making up characters and spent hours on character customization, I've also had the pleasure (not really) and the extensive amount of time spent on creating one character - and that character is me. Our professor introduced us to the four types of data that is collected from us by using Facebook. Me being the neurodivergent person that I am, I began to associate each data type with components required in a blueprint to create a character. We have explicit data (the backstory), meta data (the traits), off-Facebook data (the rumors), and third-party data (the design). With these data, which I have been unknowingly providing Facebook for about a decade now (yikes), Facebook has been slowly but surely constructing the blueprint to my identity. As a matter of fact, I wouldn't even be surprised if they can create a clone of me with the what they have right now.

Explicit Data is the information you outwardly give to Facebook. I like to think of it as 'the backstory' of the character, or in this case your own backstory. This includes things such as your full name, age, birthday, relationship status, and hometown. Such data is superficial and is to be expected to be explicitly stated when creating a character. However in this case, should things such as your full name and relationship status really be explicitly stated? As I've discussed with my previous blog regarding social media survival 101, it is easy to keep yourself from sharing explicit data by following first of the five general rules of thumb. The first rule states to never overshare, limit personal details to barebones minimum of what is necessary. That way, you'll only be sharing crumbs of your own backstory, rather than your autobiography.

I'd like to think of Meta Data as 'the traits' of your character. In definition, meta data are information that are not explicitly shared but are still collected as they may give context to other data. Things such as the date and time you posted something and from what device you used to post are considered as meta data. Similar to how you can decide that a character your creating is a nocturnal person who owns expensive things, Facebook can also identify if you're nocturnal by examining what time of day you normally post and see if you own expensive things by checking out the device you used to post. Although providing meta data is quite difficult to avoid, unless you quit Facebook entirely (as our instructor has suggested), then you may apply the third of the five rules of thumb. The third rule advices you to turn off location services, which is one way to help reduce meta data collected from you.

Off-Facebook Data are 'the rumors' of your adventures outside the lands of Facebook. How does Facebook know of your endeavors outside their site? With spies of course! Believe it or not Facebook has tons of little birds scattered around the internet and they all report back with tales of your journey in different sites. How does one know if there are little birds present? Check around the site you are currently on, if it has the 'share to Facebook' or 'log-in with Facebook' button somewhere on it then you already know your off-Facebook data is collected. But what are they collecting exactly? Well, it could be anything! What kind of content you consume, your behavior outside their site, and the such. Facebook uses this data to sell to advertisers so that they can target their ad marketing to your interests. Just searched for phone cases online? Well congrats! The next time you open Facebook, you're about three down scrolls away from seeing an ad for phone cases. Convenient? Sure. Exploitative? Absolutely. Avoidable? Highly unlikely (unless, again, you quit Facebook altogether).

As you are aware that Facebook is constructing a blueprint of your identity with the data they collect from you, don't act surprised that other sites are doing the same. Imagine the horror of knowing that these sites are doing a little group project of knowing absolutely everything that is to know about you by exchanging information with each other. This is Third-Party Data or 'the design'. Why design? Imagine each of the aforementioned sites has an image of you. Each image shows you with a single piece of clothing on. As your behavior vary from each site, each image will have a different piece of clothing on. One can be wearing a shirt, the other has pants, and another has a hat. What these sites will do is that they will collaborate by superimposing all images on top of one another until they have an image of you wearing all three clothing - the shirt, the pants, and the hat. In that way, they will have a generalized idea of your behavior online by synthesizing you behavior in different sites. How do you avoid third-party data? You can't. Unless, for the last time, you quit Facebook once and for all. I'm thinking I should do that soon too.

Discussion Dates: 03/12/24 - 03/14/24 Images sourced from Microsoft Bing Image Creator.

[kidmachinate]

Fearless?

As I look back at my last few posts, one thing is painfully obvious outside of reflecting on it consistently already. This has been an exhausting year. How can I put some kind of positive spin on this? Because I still have at least crumbs put away and am not homeless? Been able to provide a living for both myself and my partner even though some of our roughest times yet? The fact that I'm even still here? Maybe a combination of all these things. But I do have another thought...

I titled this appropriately for a couple of reasons. The question mark is because I'm not certain I believe my own thoughts at times as of late. I also decided to make a reference to a band/recent concert, which was nice to hear but vision was kinda limited. Even moments of fun come littered with issues this year. So what is the thought? The thought is a consistent theme I've had in which something bad will happen and I just develop thick skin and march into scenarios like it fearless. What do I have to lose, right? In my mind I've lost it all. Maybe just my mind. I think that last statement is more accurate. Really though, among the chaos, I am fortunate for a few different things. I am fortunate to have escaped a mental prison (even if only temporarily) I put myself in due to work politics. I am currently fortunate to not have given up now being in the same position again about ten months or so later. I am fortunate to have friends that I occasionally see and have good times with. I am fortunate to have a partner that is perfectly capable of having heart of gold, despite mental stigmas that say otherwise. I am fortunate to have two great online friends as well.

This was supposed to be a light amongst the darkness post. Right on the spot, after saving this to finish another day, I find out my livelyhood is stripped from me. After almost losing our place to live that could just happen anyway after being blindsided at work with a lack of. So, I'm on the hunt again. I should be affected more by this but am running in with a crazy semi-fearless nothing to lose attitude and hopefully this leads to my solution. I've debated not wanting to be here a few times this year and still am. I suppose I should be fortunate for that as well.

I'm fortunate for my still living mother and our collective cats. This may be where the list stops? Everytime bad crap happens, I find a way to bounce back and care less and less about injustices or transgressions against me. Not everyone or everything is bad...and even in a state where right are not stacked in our favor, I'm gonna find a way. I will admit however, this time around, I'm scared. Vulnerable even. I was fully ready for something like this the first time I stood up for myself since last September employment wise. Not so much now.

Someway, somehow, I've got this. I have to. I have no choice. There is no other way...but I'ma forget about it over the weekend.

#fearless #amaranthe #life #depression #anxiety #moving forward

[writers-ex]

🦦 in the house, how’s everyone doing?

ohoho anons taller than you get hugs I hear?

Prepare yourself to face me with your arms open hannie >:)

Kidding, this goes out to everyone that sees this. It’s all love here, I had a tough week myself screwing myself over with university applications. I also look too intimidating irl for anyone to be touchy with me except for my dog but best believe I’ll hand out hugs if I’m asked to, or may get touchy with others when I’m drunk.

Hannie, any book recs? Any genre would do, I’d like to see what you enjoy reading. Movie/show recs would do too :D (open to all anons too)

I’d love to insert a picture of my goldfish here but I’d have to reveal myself as I can’t post it while on anon. Maybe I’d do it one day when I have the confidence to. I also just applied to the top university in my country in hopes to get into the supposedly strong sociology department, crossing my fingers I get in considering I topped my school 🐸 . I’m also trying to pick up a new language, and have some volunteering at soup kitchens planned, excited to volunteer w my friends.

Here’s a short little digestible playlist for you to show you that you’re appreciated, greatly so. (Yes, you, hannie.)

You’ve honestly only been the only tumblr author I’ve been comfy enough with to interact with

Jakob- Next to Me

Matt Maltese- Everyone Adores You ( at least I do)

Sir Chloe- Walk You Home

Crumb- Ghostride

The Strokes- Call it Fate, Call it Karma

I don’t know what the weathers like, so bring an extra jacket out if it’s cold, wear sunscreen, drink enough water, get your dietary fiber, and don’t drink too much cold drinks. I’ll always take time to look at your updates, so will many of us, so if you need someone to lean on, we’re here 🥳

Go have the best week ahead

you're welcome to answer 🦦 here in the comments or in the ask box bc they're very cool B) and i'll murder anyone who says otherwise <3 and yes free hugs to anyone taller than 5", 4'9 below gets headpats hehe

i felt that- school has been just brain dead like…i'm too tired to type this out T^T and BET you probably look like a cinnamon roll, 100/10 would hug you if we met IRL

BOOK RECS READ THE WHOLE UNIVERSE OF LEIGH BARDUGO SO GOOD, also i love the selection series by kiera cass my girl it was my comfort books in high school, might you be interested in the whole percy jackson series bc i read everything in over month…ish

and as for shows/movies…. currently here are my top you must watch or leave my blog shows <3 -the untamed found on youtube (i have reseen this series over eight time completed and the special episodes and manhwa….i might rewatch it tonight lol) -bbc sherlock idk where to see this (i have memorized the line of every episode minus s4 and…this show was my middle school angst dreams i love it plz see) -OMG THE ENTIRE TOMB RAIDING SERIES WITH WUXIE AND THE IRON TRIANGLE YES OMG PLEASE WATCH THIS I KNOW ITS LONG BUT OMG I WILL LITERALLY MARRY ANYONE THAT HAS SEEN OR KNOWS WHAT THIS IS TT I LOVE THIS SO FLIPPING MUCH NEXT TO THE UNTAMED ASJFLKJDKJKDSJFLKADJLKFJDL (i HIGHLY recommend the ultimate note and sound of providence both on youtube, OR WATCH THE TIME RAIDERS MOVIE i will explain everything u're confused abt) -secret crush on you youtube bish (let me tell u if you can make it past the first three epsiodes you will be GREATLY surprised… just saying) OR my school president also on youtube (it made me want to go back to high school so flipping cute) -the castle in the sky studio ghilibi movie (i've seen it four times and love the entire thing, so comforting and unique <3) -big hero6 or cars 2 (they made my childhood like 10x better idk) -THE LAST OF US BROOOOOOOOOOOOOO (i am DEAD this show is CRAZY, i am terrified of zombies and cried for three days straight when i saw the first 15 minutes of the train to busan and have never finished it sincee BUT the amount of zombies lessens per epsiode and it focuses on the characters…just don't watch at night if you're a chicken like me) -animes…i loved kuroko no baske (a basketball anime that motivated me to play every single day in highschool…by myself bc no one wanted to play outside with me not even the guys that played in the court next door offered to let me join in bc i was a girl BISH FIGHT ME-) OR the promised neverland but the manga not s2…we don't talk abt that…

oooh i love goldfish if you feel comfortable you can dm the photo or send it on asks and i'll save the photo and upload it to the blog tagging your anon handle <3 i hope you get into the uni of your choice, that's a cool career path i wish you the best and hit me up if you need dental advice XD i'm trying to learn italian and ASL and that so wonderful you volunteer with your friends sends you a high five through my screen

AWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWW THANK U I FEEL SO HONORED TT nah thank YOU for lighting up my ask box, not just you but ALL of you thank you soooo soo sooo sooo sooo soooo sooo soo MUCH <3 it means the world to me and beyond bc you take some time in your day to read or send an ask bows politely i hope to keep your thoughts safe and judgement free plus put a smile on your face if i'm able, each and every one of you deserves it

i loved the last playlist you told me abt this monster school and i vibe to it sm i made a spotify playlist for when any anons sends in an ask so i will gladly add these to it thank you :3

yeah its so hot here…i will drink water and love cold drinks so… haha ^-^);; back to you, please get sufficient rest or at least go to sleep at midnight NO LATER >:l, stretch b4 doing any activites, GO LOOK UP AT THE CLOUDS seriously my whole camera roll is of clouds bc they're so pretty, always carry a bandaid just in case, wash your hands for 20 seconds, and buy that thing you wanted this month <3 awwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwww thank you i will update you guys if anything but i'm just pooped rn T-T

wishing you the best week ever >3<

#🦦 anon #it feels like im writing to a dear friend #you're amazing #thank you really

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MCM, furiosophie

<<This post is a part of a longer conversation about fanfic writers, how they view fanfic, and their writing process. All views are the fanfic writers’ own, and whatever fanfic they choose to write is entirely their own decision. No judgement value will be placed on fic content. These conversations are meant to provide insight for other fanfic writers in whatever stage they are at in their writing life>>

Meet-Cute Monday (with furiosophie, @furiosophie)

AO3 Stats:

Pseud: furiosophie Pronouns: she/her (currently) Current fandoms: Star Wars Current pairings: Dinluke (Din/Luke), Dopeyluke (Din/Poe/Luke) How many total fic: 6 How many fandoms: 1 Total word count: 202,988 Longest fic word count: 103,615 Shortest: 2,148 Highest kudo count: 2,928 Lowest: 107

What's the story behind your pseud? It's a dumb pun I have with myself - my name is Sophie, I easily get furious about fandom shit and I'm dyslexic thus "furios sophie" with one s and no u.

You get furious? I am actually really surprised, I don't think I’ve ever noticed you getting furious before. Hahaha well I'm working on it. It's less furious, more very, very passionate. Like talking a mile a minute, forgetting to regulate my tone of voice, gesturing wildly, the whole deal.

How long have you been reading and writing fanfic? I'm not fully sure how long it's actually been but I remember asking my mom to print out fanfic at work that I copy and pasted into a doc so I could read it up in my room because we only had one pc at home, so I'd say probably 17 years or so? And I wrote my first fanfic at nine, I remember that very vividly because I wrote it in a notebook with some company logo on it and spent more time drawing the Star Wars logo on top than actually writing. Plus I had my mom proofread it so it would count as me doing my spelling homework.

It was set just before the beginning of Empire Strikes Back on the rebel base on Hoth and it was basically just a conversation between Leia, Han, Luke and the OC (original character) I created who used to be Vader's apprentice but had a change of heart and came to warn them about the imminent attack. Which I am aware is not super exciting but apparently my nine-year-old self really needed to write a fix-it.

No no! That's actually surprisingly involved for a nine-year-old kid, I'm impressed. Well my OC also rode a space skateboard and wore turquoise overalls so I feel that balances it out.

Ha!! Spectacular! Okay, so this furiosophie incarnation is your newest writing self, though you've been a few other people before this, right? I've had two other pseuds before this, yes. Kind of one for every phase of my writing: one for back when I was still writing in German during high school and one for when I first switched to writing in English during uni.

What was the inciting incident that led to the creation of this pseud?Honestly? I saw the Mandalorian season 2 finale, absolutely lost my mind when Luke showed up, went on tumblr to soak up any crumb I could get, got hit with a dinluke meme and thought "hahaha what a fucking dumb idea" and then three days later I found out that my note program apparently has a character limit because I had typed out the first 7k of “oh the things we left behind” on my phone. So I just resigned myself to my fate and created the new pseud. I had no idea what it would end up being. “ottwlb” was supposed to be three chapters, max maybe 30k. To put that into perspective - it had been roughly ten years since I had written anything at that point and the most I had written in one go was around 22k.

And it ended up being nearly 104k words. So what happened, exactly? What was it about this story that needed to come out of you and why? It started with the simple line of "Din thinks of the Jedi often. More specifically, he thinks of Grogu." That was the first thing I wrote down, and for a long while it was very much just an exploration of that thought I had since I first watched the movies which was something along the lines of "the Force and post-Return of the Jedi Luke must seem terrifying to others" until that turned into "if the Force and post-ROTJ Luke seems terrifying to others, how terrifying must that feel for him?" and I think that is where it clicked for me suddenly that I was processing a lot of my own complicated emotions around mental illness with some of this fic, that simple truth of "part of your mind is no longer your own.”

It’s funny to think, looking back, that I wasn't really aware I was processing anything with the story until I was in the thick of it. Like I knew I needed to process some shit-- I was one and a half years into recovery from severe burnout when I started writing-- but I didn't set out to do any of that processing through writing, it just happened. So this fic kind of became about accepting that sometimes the darkest parts of yourself just won't go away, that there is no absolution and no easy fix and that the only way through that is choosing to move forward. Or it's simply about two idiots taking 80k to kiss, you decide, haha!

If it’s not too invasive, do you mind talking a bit about what “severe burnout” means? Because before I met you I’d heard of burnout but it was always just a term tossed around when people got tired. I didn’t realize what it actually meant from a mental health perspective. Oh yeah sure! Though I'd like to preface this with simply saying that everyone's journey is different and this is just my personal experience. In retrospect it is not that surprising that I burned out eventually–  I had been struggling for a while in my twenties because I had a very intensive job, moved countries multiple times, tried to maintain relationships with friends, etc., but burnout is something that creeps up on you slowly and is often very hard to catch in time. It started with insomnia, then came the constant health issues, then the irritability, then I lost all interest in things I used to love, was unable to write at first, then draw, then hang out with friends, then watch TV, eventually I stopped making dinner because it was too much of an effort to make and then, right in the thick of it, I was unable to take care of myself at all.

But that whole process happened over the span of nearly two years, and in my case really probably my whole life because my specific type of burnout was brought on by the fact that I grew up undiagnosed autistic. So it wasn't one big thing, it was me continuously over-exerting myself from a very young age. There is this concept of disabled/neurodivergent kids being "twice exceptional"  which basically means that to excel you have to work twice as hard as your peers, once to bridge the gap of the base requirement of function and then once to actually thrive at school, or university, etc. and that ultimately led to me burning out. I actually had several unrelated burnouts throughout my life, the most severe ones after high school and university which, since I was seemingly functioning, were all treated as "you're just a little tired".

When you had that “a ha!” moment that your first fic was really about you processing what you’d just gone through, how did that inform your writing? I think the biggest plot point that was informed by that "a ha" moment was the choice to write chapter seven from Luke's perspective. Once I knew what I was doing it seemed impossible not to tell the story from his POV. I also kind of doubled down on the "being force-sensitive is a metaphor for being neurodivergent" thing because that analogy was just very comforting to me.

And “go and get your hands dirty”? Lmao. Very, very different vibe. I think dinluke kink week was going on back then and myomikan was drawing something for it so my idiot brain thought "you are incapable of writing smut why don't you also participate?" Which ended with me writing the first scene of that fic and then it just...I honestly don't know what happened, it was supposed to be max 10k. I had it all planned out, but apparently I am not only incapable of writing smut but also incapable of writing anything other than a slow burn. There really are no deep thoughts in that fic, which is probably why it was fighting me in the beginning, but it did end up being very helpful as a kind of sandbox where I could try out different pacing and character conflict that I struggle writing. I am still very on the fence about that fic, I know it had somewhat good reception but it is the one fic where I honestly can't tell if it works or not.

What's something in that one that you were intentionally trying out all the while knowing it wasn't your strong suit? The physical elements of it mostly. I am not joking when I say I am very bad at that, as well as the conflict based on miscommunication/a secret rather than outside factors, and the tension that comes with that. In “ottwlb” there is conflict but they are always a unit, while in “gagyhd” their turmoil is to some degree self-inflicted. Also parts of their relationship are genuinely unhealthy but in a sort of helpless way that stems from their trauma and upbringing which I really enjoyed exploring because trauma does not absolve you from being an asshole so my challenge was kind of to walk that line of "they are very dysfunctional but aware of it and trying to work towards being better."

Dysfunctional but aware. I think there’s a lot of us that can relate to that, lol!

#fanfic writers interviewed #furiosophie #fanfic #fanfic writing #meet cute monday

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Nostalgia sells - or does it? About BBC’s rehiring of a previous showrunner for Doctor Who as a marketing strategy

All, right, this is the one where I deal with my issues about RTD’s rehiring from the standpoint of BBC’s business strategy . Brace for passive agression, swearwords, brief history of british television and numbers. So, so many numbers.

Allright, so I already wrote a post about my problem with RTD’s (re)hire from the creative standpoint (it’s here in case you’re interested), but hey, I can bitch about it all I want, but we all know what caused the BBC to make this decision, right? You’ve heard about it for sure. The Dropping Ratings. You’ve read about it on so many posts, lots of them probably oh-so-gladly conflating this fact with their own opinion about the deteriorating quality of the show. (Don’t worry, we’ll get to that.) So Obviously the execs at the Big BBC Quarters needed to do something about it, and what better way to go than rehire a guy who’s run at Doctor Who is a warm childhood memory for so many in it’s fanbase? After all, it’s what we’re seeing nowadays: from Star Wars return to wave of 80′s nostalgia to every old blockbuster star doing a comeback, there is but a single conclusion - nostalgia sells.

Or does it?

Part One: Moving with the change; or very much refusing to.

Let’s start this off with some facts about the ratings for Doctor Who. (Well, I warned you there’s gonna be numbers, didn’t I. Stick with me, I’m going somewhere with this I promise.) In it’s beginnings, in the sixties and seventies , the series flown high, averaging a viewership from 8 up to 10 million viewers per season. Collin Baker’s series 17 brought in a record of 11.21 milion viewer asses in front of a good ol’ TV screen, real champagne opener here. But, as it happens, things were downhill from here. During the eighties, the rating started dropping steadily, reaching an all-time low of 4.15 milion couch-warming bottoms in 1989, the last season of the classic era. 

Years passed, 16 of those years to be exact, and here comes our saviour RTD. Under his wings, the revived series premiered, bringing in over 10 milion viewers to the premiere episode of season 1, Rose. A viewership this high did not last for long, but still, RTD’s seasons averaged between 7 and 8 milion viewers per season, which seemed pretty respectable. But then, as the story likes to repeat itself, not unlike the bbc execs just did, along came the decline again. Ever since 2010, the ratings began steadily dropping again, from 7.95 in 2010 to 5.46 in 2017. Then DW experienced an unexpected peak in 2018 with the premiere of Jodie Whittaker’s first season, which averaged 7.96 viewing asses, but then continued the dropping trend on the next season, averaging 5.40 viewing butts.

So what went wrong?

You see, part of the reason that Doctor Who was bringing in such great viewership numbers in the 60′s and 70′s, was that, to put it simply, BBC did not have much competition. Or, to be exact, only had one competitor. ITV was literally founded in order to break BBC’s monopoly over British television. But in the 80′s, with the launch of Channel 4 and Sky, the british viewers had more and more options to choose from. So logically speaking, they no longer had to watch BBC’s programming just because there was nothing else on. There was more and more new programes to boredom-watch. And here’s something y’all need to know about the tv industry: the boredom-watchers, the casuals? That’s the most important demographic. As hard as it might be to swallow, us hardcore fans, forum dwellers and Ao3 gremlins, we’re not as big of a group as we’d like to think. Loving fans are important to the tv execs as providers of word-of-mouth advertisment, but the real numbers come from the casual, everyday viewer who will just put on the next episode cause the other one was kinda fun I guess. Or more fun than the other options, anyway.

And this is why, by the way, when someone is conflating low viewership with the show Dissapointing The Fans, they’re full of shit. I’m sorry, but we’re really not that much of a force here, definitely not enough to make such a big impact on the numbers. Another factor, that some of you probably noticed already, is that the numbers I’m quoting are from british tv only, while the online fandom is very much international, so our opinions matter even less to the british execs, I’m sorry again, hard pill to swallow I know, but true nonetheless.

But I digress. So, to sum up the previous paragraph, Doctor Who’s viewership decline in the 80′s was the effect of the changing landscape of the TV industry, with which the BBC struggled to come to terms with.

Sound familiar?

Let’s move on to the 2010′s, shall we?

2010 was is actually a good marker of a year to choose, because it marks one important thing that begun a big change in the industry. This was the year in which Netflix expanded their services overseas, from being a DVD rental company to providing VOD services. Over the next decade streaming services grew in importance, from being an add-on to your cable TV that you didn’t really want but they were throwing it in for cheap, to very much self-sustainable media services you might very well buy instead of buying the cable. And if you look at the numbers for Doctor Who viewership declining over the last 10 years, that’s precisely what’s been happening. It’s not that people don’t want to watch Doctor Who on tv, they don’t want to watch tv in general. Do you know what was the most popular channel in Britain this year? Can you guess? Fucking Netflix that’s what. It’s just slowly-yet-steadily ceasing to be the way we use home entertainment anymore. Again, not much to do with the audience approval, because for that matter, let’s see about the specific episodes that saw the spikes in viewership. 

Rose, which i mentioned at the start of it, was for the longest time the unquestionable queen when it comes to viewership, at 10.81 milion. The next episode, The End of the World, pulled in 7.97 - almost 3 millions worth of lost viewer-butts in one week? Is it because it was so much worse than it’s predecessor? No, it simply did not have the smell of Newness, the Event You Must See, and as such brought forth less of the casual viewers who were simply curious about The New Thing. The next season followed the similar formula, peaking at the premiere, when the marketing was at it’s strongest, going down during the season, sometimes rising slightly for the finale, sometimes not. The most popular episodes are, of course, the specials - yet again, the vibe of The Event To Be Seen worked here, but one more thing working to their advantage is they often aired in spaces between seasons, serving as both a long-waited Crumbs of Content for the fans, and the basically stand-alones for the casuals. Do you know what the single most watched episode of revived DW is? No, it’s not Tennant’s goodbye with the role (yeah I know, I thought it had to be that as well). It was Voyage of the Damned, between seasons 3 and 4. The perfect standalone for the casual watcher. And last but not least, you know one more special feature that brought, maybe not as much, but definitely more than expected? The 1996 movie Doctor Who, with 9.08 million. Again, a perfect standalone.

But the standalones aren’t the only way to grab the viewership. The currently-highest viewing non-special episode of DW? The Woman Who Fell to Earth, Jodie Whittaker’s introduction. In 2018 no less, in the year when the streaming was the ruler supreme, this episode brought a whooping 10.96 million buts to the good ol’ TV again. Let me reiterate: this episode brought in more viewers than Rose did in 2005, while having WAY more competition and way less favorable circumstances of release that RTD’s debiut did. Not only that, it managed to bring on some numbers for the entire season as well, not as good of course as the premiere (because again, the Event vibes faded), but still brought a better average than the last six seasons did. (Again, let me reiterate: more than the last SIX seasons. More viewership than any series since 2010, since the Streaming Wars.) So clearly, this must be the way, right? Catering to this Weird New Trend, that saw directors notice there do in fact exist other actors than white men, that surely brought in some profit, even Marvel does it now, right? Out with the old, in with the new!

Part 2 The Deceitful Charm of Nostalgia

Well, it turns out the whole Doing New Things deal didn’t work out that well after all, now did it? The second season penned by Chibbnal averaged 5.40 milion, that’s 2.5 million drop from the previous one! It must mean it didn’t work, right? Well, yes and no. As much as the refreshment of the formula as simple as Let’s Put A Woman In It absolutely worked for one season, it very visibly did not hold up for longer. An Event-Episode is something that can still happen on TV, Event-Series? That’s pretty much reserved for streaming now, if you think about it, and it’s honestly kind of a miracle that Series 11 did as well as it had. Two consecutive Event-Series on network tv? Flat out impossible. 

So how to make those ratings great again? How to get those butts in seats of the Good Ol’? Well, the execs of the BBC have a plan for that. They brought in a devouring beast, and it’s name is: Nostalgia.

Without a doubt, there is a number of people who feel nostalgic about RTD’s era of Doctor Who. It’s a lot of people’s fond childhood memory, or the series they started with, and judging by the numbers, there should be quite a lot of them. So the new plan, as it appears, is to get to those who maybe lost interest in the show and lure them with the promise of the thing That Is Totally Like The Thing You Used To Love, Remember? (This is why I don’t actually think that RTD will be allowed to do anything new and interesting, that’s not what they hired him for. And that’s why I think this is bad from the creative standpoint.) So there are two questions here: One, will the people be lured? And two, for how long?

Nostalgia as a marketing strategy is something that you’re probably sick of seeing already (I know I am). But it has very much been effective on many levels, especially the eighties-baiting, Stranger Things style, can bring a new IP up to relevance. But what about old IP’s that want to have a comeback? 

It’s kind of dificult to find another TV show that I could compare to Doctor Who. Most series that have been running for that long are mostly soap operas, that operate on slightly different rules, and are also targeted to a different audience. So as much as the movie series is still not exactly the best comparison, when I think about a big IP, campy sci-fi, family-oriented (at least in theory) on its path back to relevance, I think about Star Wars, obviously. The Force Awakens gambled on that nostalgic feeling and won big, but the next two movies, while still financially successful, were nowhere near the astounding success of the first one. And that’s because - you guessed it - it created the Event You Must See again, The Great Comeback, but merely two years later, the comeback became old news. So what we can gain from that is that nostalgia can create an Event as well as a new trend, if not better. But the question remains: how long will that last?

That is, after all, the main difference between a movie franchise and a TV series in the traditional, network TV sense of the word: movie franchise must bring in the viewership every year or two, and TV series must bring in viewers every week for at least two months. Is RTD’s Nostalgia Vibes enough to provide for that?

I’ll say this: I’m absolutely certain that the 60th anniversary will be very popular. I still don’t think it will break any records because, as I’ve been trying to explain for this whole post, it is not 2007 anymore no matter how much the tv execs would like it to be. But ironically, the almost-certain success of the special is the very thing that could undermine the effect of bringing their precious Nostagia Boi back onboard. Remember, the first Event Episode is The Big Oof. That’s the one that gets asses to the Good Ol’, if anything ever does. After the first big event one, that’s the point when things start going down. They’re wasting their Special Event Boi for something that already would be an event, dear fucking gods, I hate your plan and I would still execute it better. Either have RTD be the Anniversary Guy and then hire someone new, use that hype and keep it going, OR have RTD come in after the anniversary, then at least you get the Event Effect for the premiere of his first return season. Fukin’ amateurs.

But even if they did that, here’s the thing: do you think that the people who departed from the show years ago actually want to watch another three to five seasons of The RTD Show? I mean, I’m sure the thought warmed some hearts, for sure. A number of people will definitely gladly watch the anniversary, probably the first few episodes of the first return to the basics, but after that? In the world when, due to streaming, they have an easy way to revisit the actual thing they’re nostalgic towards? I honestly don’t think so. And you’re not really gonna get many new people by going back, if that nostalgia factor isn’t there. And then there’s casual viewers, the backbone, as we established. And here’s the thing: lots of those people don’t even know who the current showrunner is, cause they’re not Terminally Online like we are, and the second thing? Lots of those people ARE JUST NOT WATCHING NETWORK TV, IM SORRY GARRY. They’re just. They’re just not. I don’t know how to spell it out better. Even my mum has netflix now. Your biggest base is in another castle mate, gotta get moving and gotta get moving quick, cause here’s another thing: all the nostalgia in the world will not do SHIT for you if your target, people who were kids/teens when the RTD era was airing, PROBABLY DON’T EVEN HAVE A FUCKING TV ANYMORE CAUSE THEY MOVED OUT OF THEIR PARENTS FLAT AND LOTS OF YOUNG PEOPLE JUST DON’T BOTHER. Just. I’m sorry but you’re trying to resuscitate a decade-deceased corpse there buddy. It just won’t work. The times have changed and you gotta swim or drown, and it’s just not gonna be 2005 again, no matter how hard you pretend it is. It’s not your content it’s your business model. Just push more marketing for your iplayer or whatever, focus on streaming as your primary not your secondary cause that’s just what it is now, and maybe don’t rely on the viewer-counting systems of the yesteryear to evaluate your business. Or else you’re gonna get stuck sacrificing the creative growth of your show for a marketing strategy that probably won’t even fucking WORK.

There, I got it of my chest. Feel free to reblog, and also: you somehow got to the end of this, congrats! I’ll make numbers nerds out of y’all yet.

#it's like. my sister and I were #watching a movie lately. the one with multiple will smiths and the de-aging tech #(don't recommend it it's real boring) #but when Youngened Will Smith appeared on the screen my sister got my spiting my tea laughing by innocently saying: #"oh i don't know this actor. it's nice that they're giving opportunities to the young actors. great to see a new face in the biz'' #and u know what #this rehire is the same fucking vibe to me #some cunts from marketing plastering make-up to an old man's face and pretending its 2005 still #anyway #doctor who #i guess.