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Boss Battles: Villainous

What if Villainous was a side-scrolling game?

Nothing official, just my two cents.


The tank of the group. He generally doesn’t want to hurt you. Please leave this sweetheart alone.

  • He’s on the defense most of the time and can take a lot of damage before finally getting knocked out.
  • His attacks are mainly soft punches and tackles, but the one that does the most damage is a crushing bear hug (if you get too close).
  • If you don’t attack for about 5-8 minutes, he’ll doze off and fall asleep. You can safely walk past him once he does.


“Mace-to-the-face” approach. Her attacks hit fast and hard, and she moves unpredictably.

  • Her sprite can be all over the place and she’s a pro at dodging. She takes much damage when you get to land a hit, though.
  • She attacks with her mace and occasionally her electric guitar. She would also occasionally kick, claw, and jump at you.
  • When she goes on all fours, she’s much more mobile and could even disappear completely. She can attack from behind.
  • Her special move involves her busting out a guitar and playing it, creating shockwaves that will stun you (but you can avoid them). She’s vulnerable at this point since this is the only time she’s standing still.


Has the entire Black Hat Org. catalogue at his disposal. He primarily attacks from a distance, but his weapons are homing and devastating.

  • He’s fixed to one side of the screen. He keeps his distance from the player since he’s a glass cannon. He takes more damage than Demencia does in a single hit.
  • He has a massive arsenal of missiles, bombs, lasers, and barriers. For his ult, he activates the BH Security System. There’s a single, very specific spot on the screen where you won’t get hit.
  • His attacks come in a particular pattern and sequence. Once you learn it, he’ll be easy to take down.
  • On occasion, he’ll activate the Anti-Gravity Device. The controls will reverse when you’re on the ceiling. He’ll be protected by a barrier and won’t attack you, but you’ll have to protect yourself from the projectiles flying around you.


The boss battle. He’s nearly as resilient as 5.0.5. and as unpredictable as Demencia; he also creates projectiles similar to Dr. Flug. Attacks viciously and relentlessly.

  • Before the battle, he will shove you into a portal he’s torn open with his claws. This dimension gives him the home-field advantage.
  • During the battle, the screen will often be a mess of lasers, knives, sawblades, and tentacles. You’re going to need Touhou-level dodging skills to survive. His moves, however, come slower compared to the other three bosses.
  • He creates sentient blobs full of teeth that will crawl on the floor toward you. If you don’t leap over them or destroy them first, they’ll catch and immobilize you for a few seconds.
  • His weak point is his monocle. At some point he will vanish and reappear as a massive head that will try to crush you with his jaws. If you avoid that attack and strike his monocle, he will immediately take significant damage, flinch, and return to his default form.
  • He will resort to an eldritch monster form when his HP’s lowered to half. He becomes increasingly difficult to hit and can quickly charge from one end of the screen to the next covered in spines and claws, dealing damage as he passes.
If you think you’re worthless, stop scrolling right now and read.

I’m writing this for a specific mutual, but it isn’t only true for one person, so read on.

You know those inspirational posts you see people reblog every day?

Stuff about people all throughout history who failed and went bankrupt and were depressed and were told they weren’t good enough - and yet somehow they rose above it and defied all those notions to become heroes and legends and history makers and culture movers. And the post always ends with “so don’t be hard on yourself when you mess up” and it’s all nice and sweet and pretty. Maybe you scroll past them. Maybe you hardly ever see them on your dash at all.

Maybe you’re among those who reblogs these posts.

But maybe every time you hit the reblog or the like button, your brain is whispering “this isn’t about you” and “yes people can do amazing things, but not you” and “ah yes amazing stories, too bad it will never happen to you” and you listen to these whisperings and you laugh and shake your head…

Because you know exactly where you stand: worthless. irredeemable. a loser. a lost cause.



Listen to me.

As your friend.

As a stranger who doesn’t know you. Who doesn’t have to know you, or your failings, or your depression, or your anxiety, or your embarrassments, or your deepest darkest most heinous crimes.


Just stop.

Look up. Look around you. Open. Your. Eyes. Are they open? Good. Keep them open. Don’t ever close them again. See the world. See you: a human being, valid, flawed, journeying, changing, growing, scraping, failing, rising, a masterpiece that will never be made again.

You are beautiful. You who think you are overweight and lazy. You are beautiful. You who think you are stupid and uneducated. You are beautiful. You who think you are a loser, and amount to nothing. You are beautiful. You who bleed and ache and never rest. You are beautiful.

You have worth.

Want to know a secret? If you wake up in the morning and tell yourself you’re not going to amount to anything that day, then you aren’t going to. If you go to bed at night thinking nothing will change tomorrow, then you are going to change nothing.

Because you’ve resigned yourself to that lie. And it is a lie, friend. A straight-out, soul-condemning, out-of-the-pit, self-deprecating, self-pitying lie. A lie you don’t have to believe. A lie you should not believe.

If you stand in the corner and bow your head and stare at the ground, you’ve already lost the battle without fighting. This is a surrender in which there is no honor, and in it there is no hope.

Life isn’t easy, friend. Life isn’t fair. It’s hard. And getting things done is hard. Some days, just getting up out of bed is hard. Just breathing. Just doing homework. Just going to work. Just trying to keep the dishes and trash from overflowing.

But we do it anyway.

Why? Because there’s life to live. There are choices to be made. Jokes to laugh at. Awkward conversations to be had. Art to mess up and start over on. Jobs to work. Pizza to be eaten.

We do it anyway.

So guess what?

You do it anyway too.

Why? Because of this:

You are special.

Right now, this second, turn off the voice that hears these Disney-fied words and scoffs and ignores them. Listen.

There is not a human being who has ever lived or ever will live on this planet that is not important, that is not here for a reason. No life is worthless, and most certainly not yours. My God doesn’t make worthless things, and he doesn’t make mistakes. There are no extra pieces in this universe, no spare parts. He made you. And he made you for a purpose, and that purpose is not to sit in your room, afraid to try, afraid to love, afraid to hope, afraid to climb and fall and hurt and get back up again.

Want to know another secret? You aren’t alone. Every single human being in the history of everything has struggled with feeling worthless at some point in their life. Every single one. That is not a lie. Your feelings of worthlessness are not what is special about you. You are what is special about you. The God who created you is what is special about you.

No matter what you’re going through, no matter what you’ve done, no matter what you have failed to do, someone else has gone through worse. Sometimes, a lot worse.

Oh, now you feel invalidated. “Why can’t I just believe in myself? Other people have it worse, I shouldn’t complain, I should just try harder, but I know trying harder isn’t going to help, so what’s the point.”

Guess what?

Stop that too.

Stop it dead in its tracks.

Kill that thought. Every day. Every morning. Every minute it shows its ugly lying face. Kill it and put it to rest. Stack headstones on top of it and move away, far far way, friend.

Don’t tell me I don’t know what I’m talking about. I don’t know where you’ve been, but you don’t know where I’ve been either. Don’t ignore hope because you think it’s for other people. Don’t keep yourself from making an effort, and pushing yourself forward. Bury the lie. You have worth. You are loved. You are important. God does not make worthless things.

One of my favorite lyrics says “How does it end when the war that you’re in is just you against you against you? You’ve got to learn to love, learn to love your enemies too.”

Learn to love.

Your enemy.


Start learning to see you the way God sees you.

See you the way I see you.




Just at the very beginning.

Every single day you wake up is a brand new start.

A bright new chance. Every. Single. One. You will never stop getting chances for as long as you are here, so why dismiss them? Isn’t that the most beautiful thing there is? You get to keep trying. Every single day. You have the gift to go again, try again, start again, live again, breathe again, hope again.

Guess what. When the morning is wasted, the afternoon is still there. When the afternoon is wasted, the evening is still there. When the evening is wasted, the night is still there. And then morning comes again.

So the next time you see a motivational post, an inspiring reblog, a story about how someone overcame something horrible, and turned it into something amazing, look long and hard and take courage, find hope in that. Stop dismissing it as being from a universe you have no part in. Stop putting yourself to that measuring stick and turning away because you’re not there yet.

You’re looking at the end result. At some point, they were standing in your shoes. They couldn’t see the end. They couldn’t see what they might or might not amount to. They had no idea, just like you now. Just exactly like you.

Hope, my friend. Every time you start to think “I can/will never” do this or that or amount to anything or accomplish anything… Hope. Stop those thoughts immediately. Kill them. Bury them. Never stop burying them. They are lies and you are better than them.

Drive them out. Open your eyes. Look around. Pick yourself up. Brush away the tears. “I will try. My God doesn’t make worthless things, so I am not worthless. My God does not create without meaning, so I have meaning. I am here for a reason. Today I will live to find out what that reason is for today. And tomorrow I will hope again.”

Life is hard, my friend. Stop beating yourself up. You are worth more and capable of more than you can ever imagine or hope or dream. Don’t let your past or present failures stop you or beat you down. Keep going, keep hoping, keep killing the lies. You are bigger than them, you go beyond them. And God is greater, and he knows your heart. Trust him. Wake up. Open your eyes. Move forward. Keep your eyes open.

“You’ve got all that emotion that’s heaving like an ocean
And you’re drowning in a deep, dark well
I can hear it in your voice that if you only had a choice
You would rather be anyone else

I love you just the way that you are
I love the way He made your precious heart

Be kind to yourself
Be kind to yourself

I know it’s hard to hear it when that anger in your spirit
Is pointed like an arrow at your chest
When the voices in your mind are anything but kind
And you can’t believe your Father knows best

I love you just the way that you are
I love the way He’s shaping your heart

Be kind to yourself
Be kind to yourself

Well how does it end when the war that you’re in
Is just you against you against you
Gotta learn to love, learn to love
Learn to love your enemies too

You can’t expect to be perfect
It’s a fight you’ve gotta forfeit
You belong to me whatever you do
So lay down your weapon, darling
Take a deep breath and believe that I love you

Be kind to yourself
Be kind to yourself
Be kind to yourself

Gotta learn to love, learn to love
Learn to love your enemies
Gotta learn to love, learn to love
Learn to love your enemies too

Please don't scroll past..

Hey, want a little bit of your attention to talk about a thing that bothers me..
Please don’t scroll past a post, if someone is going through hard times.
Do not ignore it if you see that person is depressed / stressed / anxious / feeling weak and hopeless / is talking about self-harming or suicide, etc.
Even if you don’t know that person, if you had never interacted or if you’re not even following each other, do not leave them alone.
Some people find it really hard to open up or to express their feelings. They might don’t have a close person to share bothers with or might be too afraid to talk about it with them. So, the fact that they are telling about their problems to bunch of strangers online, in my opinion, means that they are really going through hard times and all they want is some support.
If you see one of these posts, please take few minutes to send that person a nice message or ask (no matter with anon or not). Write some encouraging words, give them advice or suggest your help if you can. Anything fits - even if it’s a message saying ‘Stay strong.’ One small message, can make someone’s day a hundred times better.
It just hurts to see when people are opening up and expressing their feelings, but are simply getting ignored. In these cases, people are almost never asking for help or support, but are always secretly hoping for it. Many post it thinking ‘Oh no one cares anyway’ and not getting any feedback just fuels their depressive thoughts/frustration/thinking that they are waste of space and stuff like that.
Please do not ignore posts like that. A small interaction can give person hope, make them smile through tears, give them strength to hold on or even save their life.
Do not scroll past.

Smudged Whiskers

Summary: While filming Phil is not on Fire, Dan slips and reads a romantic question. Not knowing that Phil shares his feelings with him, he tries to avert what he had said, but Phil won’t ignore it.

Genre: Fluff, Friends to Boyfriends

Warnings: Swearing

Word Count: 1,145

“Make a stupid face!” Phil screeched, sounding vaguely like a mouse. Dan obliged and contorted his face in a way that he never thought possible, minding not to smear the sharpie on his nose and cheeks. It was quite entertaining, but Dan knew it would never make the cut. It was too similar to the “questions” they had answered in past years.

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anonymous asked:

i found your blog like 2 minutes ago and it's so beautiful to scroll through. how long did it take to find your style? i've been practicing traditionally but i can't seem to draw anything consistently, so my oc looks different everytime haha

hehe Thank you! 
oh uhh… it’s kinda hard to tell how long it took me to find my style… 
I’ve always love to draw in that kind of ‘’anime’’ style and after some time
I was happy how everything looks and stopped trying to change it.

I’ve been drawing for almost 4 years now and in the past 3 years my style changed a lot too haha 
Not sure if I ever posted this here but here are some summaries of my art over the years. :D 

anonymous asked:

i'm like 100% certain you've talked about your characterization of the landgraabs but this is an ask from somebody who hasn't been there for that asking you to talk about your characterization of the landgraabs because i love them ;_;

i haven’t really gone into it so no worries!! but if u love them u might not like my interpretations tbh…. but that’s the beauty of townies…. we’re all given the same information and yet we all come up with different things! anyway, this is gonna be solely based off their sims 4 selves

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anonymous asked:

Hi! Could I please get some headcanons on the RFA + V + Saeran finding out MC does martial arts? (On a side note: HAPPY HOLIDAYS!!!)

A/N: fun fact i was looking for this request to answer it and scrolled past it multiple times i wAS LOOKING FOR 10 MINUTES (ALSO HAPPY LATE HOLIDAYS IM SORRY ILY) (ALSO I DON’T PARTICIPATE IN MARTIAL ARTS SOOOO) ~Admin 404


           -He had no idea you did martial arts

           -Until one day you told him you were heading to the gym and!!!

           -Hello!!! MC!!! Not letting you go alone, I’m coming too

           - too many pervs at the gym, i’ll protect you

           -And! This is his chance to finally get out and exercise instead of playing LOLOL all the time

           -That being said, it was so hard to keep up with you???

           -You set up a practice dummy and started to throw a few strikes at it and he was amazed at how quick you were??

           -You practiced (and landed) a front elbow strike on the practice dummy, and it flew to the ground

           -It made him jump!!!! He had watched a martial arts club at his school practice once but decided not to join because he wouldn’t be able to do it himself (hitting people isn’t on his agenda)



           -The both of you work out together

           -But it’s usually the standard things, like running, weight lifting, things of that sort

           -But you needed to practice some moves!

           -So you suggest working out separately this time!


           -MC!!! I’ll do whatever workout you want to do, it’s okay, I can take it!

           -He kept bragging about how strong he is, and whatever you had in mind, he’ll be fine

           -He did not think that the moment you lifted him over your shoulders for a take down

           - holY SHIT, MC???? WHAT THE FUCK

           -He just laid on the floor for a good 10 minutes, wondering how he never noticed you knew martial arts. And wondering how the hell you could take him down that easily. mC TEACH ME YOUR WAYS, STAT


           -Yo, both of you participate in martial arts, how dope

           -She does Judo!!!! So she’d recognize any moves you throw out in front of her

           -But, you don’t even have to do a big reveal! She mention she does judo, you mention you also participate in martial arts

           -It’s all good!!

           -She would LOVE to watch a match or two of yours

           -Never, EVER spar against you though

           -She could never hurt her MC like that!!! Even if it was agreed on!!

           -She did attend a match though, and watched as you and your opponent went head to head

           -Starts calling out moves for you to use!!! Kick!! Strike!!! JOINT LOCK!!!

           - has to fight security to stay inside because she got too excited watching you


           -He kind of stumbled upon it on accident

           -He couldn’t figure out where some of his body guards kept getting black eyes and bruises from?

           -When asked, they refused to explain what happened

           -But one day, he came home early and heard fighting in his penthouse?

           -What in the world???

           -Wait…. isn’t MC home? Where are the body guards? Are yoU OKAY? MC I’M COMING

           -But when he busted the door open, though, he found all his body guards?


           -One flew to the floor, then another, then another. He stood in silence because he couldn’t think of what else to do? He watched until he could see you in the middle of it all, striking and throwing them around

           -That’s when it clicked that you were advanced in martial arts!!! Once the final body guard was groaning on the ground, his applause made you jump. While he was in awe of your skills, he had to remind you of the gym down stairs, and promise to hire people more qualified to spar with you because you can’t keep beating up his body guards like this MC, please


           -He knows a few moves as well because he was an agent

           -But never even considered you might know a few moves?

           -The two of you were wrestling around on the floor in the living room

           -It had gone a little too far though, and he tossed you across the room

           -“MC oh my god I’m so sorry are you okay?!”

           -You immediately got up and charged him

           -Out of instinct, he almost tossed you over his shoulder again

           -But this time, you were prepared and held on, getting him in a choke hold, dropping the both of you to the floor

           -W h a t t h e f u c k MC WHAT IN THE WORLD

           -You let go and apologize immediately but!!! He’s so excited??? wink wonk He wants you to teach him some of those moves!!!! He needs to know!!!


           -You’re usually really sweet and quiet, so he never suspected you’d be into something like martial arts

           -He called and asked you if you wanted to go on a photo shoot with him, because it was so nice outside!

           -Sadly, you had to decline because you were wrapped up in something

           -“Oh? Do you need help with anything, MC?” no cutie but thank you

           -You decided to invite him to your practice! But refused to tell him what it was for

           -He thought it was going to be something sweet and graceful, just like you!


           -Except when he walked in, he heard a thud and looked over to see someone falling to the ground

           -Is…is this martial arts? MC, are you just volunteering here???? MC…? MC?!

           -Watched as your turn came up and you threw out a few strikes here and there. It wasn’t what he expected but? You still looked incredibly graceful. He got THE BEST action shot of you roundhouse kicking your opponent, it was right as your foot connected and hE LOVES IT SO MUCH MC HE’S COMING WITH YOU EACH AND EVERY TIME YOU CAN’T STOP HIM


           -He likes to take you out on dates and things of that sort at night

           -There’s less people, pretty lights, and it’s quiet

           -He loves it so much, but one thing he does not like are the annoying, creepy people that come out at night

           -He can protect you though, MC, it’s no problem!

           -He just hopes he isn’t going to have to

           -Only left for a moment to get the two a drink! When he came back, some guy was way too close to you?

           -Death Glare: Activated. 500% ready to throw the drinks down and kick some ass, but??

           -All of a sudden, the guy gets kneed in the gut, then kicked in the face?? By YOU???

           -He watched as the guy fell to the ground, almost as if it was slow motion. Snapped out of it quickly though, and went to make sure you were okay!!! Immediately takes you very far away from that guy. Then he completely checks you over, the moment he knows you’re okay he couldn’t hold back the laugh he had. You??? Knew martial arts??? You completely DROPPED that guy, MC!!! That’s amazing!! He’s so proud of you!

           - that’s right, don’t fuck with my MC



The moment of sudden clarity when feelings are finally recognized, or are made aware for the first time.

It hit you one late night at the library while you were cramming for and crying over midterms along with the other student zombie population. It wasn’t anything out of the ordinary - you were in your regular spot as per usual, inked paper and random notes scattered all around you, the dimming screen of your laptop reflected in your glasses, hair haphazardly pulled back and out of your face. And he was there with you, as per usual, his own laptop illuminating the serious and focused look on his face as he rested his chin on one propped hand while the other worked hard to scroll down his screen on his keyboard. Just two university students, two dormmates, two friends, studying at the library. The only difference between you two? He wasn’t studying - oh, no - you knew from the last time you got up and walked past him that he definitely not studying. 

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things that are still laced with you:

1) my playlists. I have so many songs written in notebooks and saved on my computer that remind me of your brown eyes or your laugh. they all have our songs in them, the ones we shared with each other and the ones we found together. sometimes when I feel empty, i’ll listen to them and let myself cry, just so at least my chest is filled with sadness than nothing at all.

2) my sweaters. every time I slip one over my head I can feel your arms and a whisper as light as air. you always said I looked particularly adorable in those hoodies, the way they were too long for my arms and how they hung loose past my hips. they still smell like you from when it was raining too hard and we’d cuddle to pass the cold. i’m just afraid that my sweaters will always feel like you, and nothing else.

3) my photo gallery. I still have the pictures we took on dates and the selfies we took at parties, still high off of the adrenaline and laughter. they come in groups, taking stabs at my heart as I scroll past them in my photos, I can’t bring myself  to delete them, they make me too happy before my ribs start to crack. I wonder if you’ve already deleted them off of your phone.

4) the box in my drawer. we both away went to opposites ends of the country, and we were so in love that we needed a way to hang onto each other. we wrote to each other in notebooks to give at the end of the ten days. we never got around to exchanging them so the wrinkled pages are sitting in an empty chocolate box you got me for Valentine’s Day last year in my desk drawer. The pins and figurines you gave me as presents sit there as well, too painful to look at yet to beautiful to throw away.

—  things that are still laced with you

Hello friends

It’s been awhile since I made a post like this so here we fucking go.

I love Delphine Cormier with my heart and soul. She’s wonderful. And I love Cosima and Cophine equally. Their relationship proved that they can overcome so many obstacles that have been thrown at them.

And yes, OF COURSE I know they aren’t the entire plot of the show.

Does this mean that I don’t value them as the number one reason I watch the show? No. They are my number one reason to watch, AND THAT’S OKAY.

If I wanna make everything about Delphine and Cosima and Cophine for myself, THEN I HAVE THE FUCKING RIGHT TO DO SO.

Just as- And though I don’t particularly care for these ships but I support everyone’s right to ship them- Everyone who ships clone x clone ships has that right. Personally, I don’t see the appeal, as I DO see all the clones as siblings and in my opinion I could never ship them because it feels like incest to me. BUT, I know this isn’t how the clone x clone shippers feel, and they have the right to interoperate that however they want.

What I’m just really tired of seeing is all this goddamn HATRED.

ESPECIALLY towards Delphine fans. Like, why do people hate her so much? Why is it that if we talk about her or mention her suddenly we’re yelled at by other fans who go “It’s not all about Delphine you know”

It’s a TV show. We can make it all about whoever or whatever we want. Evelyne and Tatiana are always talking about how important and special Cophine is to them because all they want is for it to inspire us and spread love, and instead it’s created a battle field between fans. I just want all the hatred to stop. Fellow members of Clone Club, don’t keep bringing all this toxicity into the fandom. If you see a post about something in the show that you don’t care for, SCROLL PAST IT.

You don’t have to feel the need to comment something nasty or passive-aggressive just to start a war. And I’ll admit I’ve probably said some controversial things before too, but I really want the discourse and hate to stop. If I see a post dissing a character I like, it’s hard to scroll past it, but I do it because I know it’ll be worse to engage in a fight with them about it. Please just try to be respectful of other people’s opinions, even if you disagree, and if you can’t say something in support of someone else, just ignore the post and keep scrolling.

It’s flattering how people say they scroll past my art and think it’s a screenshot at first!!! …just don’t look too hard or zoom in because it’s actually a big old mess up close

anonymous asked:

i hate that the age difference in plance is such a huge problem to some people because now i'm scared to reblog or post and tweet about place and i just wanna fully embrace this adorable ship without the fear of judgement ugh how do i get over this

The world will always get upset over something, even the smallest or silliest of things, so why let that bring down your fun?

Go on and embrace that sweet, adorable ship. And if anybody judges you, just scroll past it. Life’s too short for worrying, my friend. And if anybody gives you a hard time, come to me and I’ll protect you. Even though I’m 15 years old, I’ll protect you with my life.

And if you need extra reassurance about this whole age difference thing. Just know it’s only 2-3 years right? 15 and 17. At my highschool there’s 15 and 18 year olds in relationships. Plus, need another example? My parents have a 12 year gap between them. Two real life examples to let you know that you shouldn’t have fear over shipping plance.

Now go out and have fun!

IV. King [M]

Originally posted by yoonkooks

NamjoonxReader, 4508 words, smut

I. Ace | II. Joker | III. Queen

Jin could feel the heat radiating from the pavement underneath his feet, the wind from the ocean doing little to make the temperatures any more bearable. He was reminded of Abu Dhabi and the relentless desert sun and the flickering air on the race track. However, compared to Abu Dhabi, his outfit today was a lot more casual – T-shirt and shorts – in order to blend in with the masses of kids, families, and tourists swarming the beach of Haeundae.

He stopped when the phone in his pocket started to ring and stepped off to the side, his feet immediately sinking into soft, white sand.


“Where are you?”

Jin adjusted his sunglasses and looked around as if to confirm his location first. “Busan.”

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Tumblr threw open its gates in 2007, proclaiming itself “The easiest way to blog.” And it was the easiest way to blog, but something was missing. With the arrival of a new year, we’ve taken the time to do some soul-searching. That’s when it hit us. The idea at the core of blogging. Sticky avatars.

Sticky avatars stay next to a post while you scroll past it. No matter how long a post is, you’ll always know who wrote it. Can we just say: wow? 

Here at Tumblr, we think of ourselves as storytellers. The best stories are the simplest ones, and few stories are as simple as sticky avatars. Consider its shape: a simple square. Strong, minimal, timeless. Never before has simplicity soared so high, or stuck so hard. 

It’s inspiring and delightful. But it’s bigger than that, too. Let’s step back for a moment and consider the stickiness of ordinary things: glue, tape, a spider’s web. Even tar. We’ve stuck with them, and they’ve stuck to us. What does stickiness tell us about the human condition?

We stand on the shoulders of giants

Humans have, for millennia, sought stickiness in their lives. Outward from the cradle of civilization, we have spread across the Earth, and we have stuck firmly to its surface. The monoliths of Stonehenge were stuck into the ground nearly five thousand years ago, and they remain stuck there today. Napoleon, upon his exile to Elba, is said to have remarked, “Now I am stuck.”

Even our classical mythologies are rife with tales of stickiness. Prometheus created humans not from slick marble, but out of sticky clay. According to the Cherokee, a water beetle descended from the sky realm to explore the realm of seawater. Finding no place to rest, he dove deep and carried up sticky mud from the ocean floor. This mud became the very Earth we stand on. 

Thor, the Norse god of thunder, famously found himself with a rock stuck in his head after a duel with the drunk giant Hrungnir. Today, we carry the memory of that god in our own “sticky heads.” Sticky avatars.

Not only does humanity crave stickiness, but we are each sticky in our own individual way. Some of us come from sticky places, and some of us are from the smooth expanses in between. And yet, no matter the distance between us, we are united by a powerfully adhesive belief—the belief that humanity’s stickiness is not yet complete.

As Galileo Galilei once suggested: “Stick to what is yet adhesive, and make adhesive what is not yet sticky.” 

We are sticky at our core

The word “stick” shares an Indo-European root with the Latin instigare—to spur on. At Tumblr, we are always spurring ourselves on. We are obsessed with progress, and even as we stick in place, we propel ourselves forever forward.

Webster’s Dictionary defines “sticky” as, “having a substance (such as glue or honey) on it that things easily attach to,” and, “tending to have things attach to it,” and, “unpleasantly warm and humid.”

Some will say we’ve gone too far—that we are unpleasantly warm and humid. We say: how humid can we get?

Or should we say…how sticky can we be? 

For only by gluing ourselves to our dreams can we hope to stick to the boundless cosmos. The infinite scroll of the universe stretches up to the heavens and down to the earth. Today, we affix ourselves to the celestial firmament. Today, we introduce sticky avatars.

We are bound together by a common glue

As you scroll through your dashboard, witness your loved ones as they stick to the sky. This is the next evolution of Tumblr. And of humankind. 

Stickiness is cause for hope. The future will be stickier than it is today, and we should welcome our gummy destiny with bright smiles and open arms. Some people will fear change, but in time, all will come to love the stickiness that envelopes them. 

We see that Stickiness is our past and Stickiness is our destiny. Stickiness has always been and will always be. It was we who unstuck ourselves from the flypaper of a promised paradise and stumbled errant onto the polished path of devilry. But even the smoothest paths will eventually lead back to the nectar-filled swamps of pure stickiness. And where the sticky swamps end, the gooey horizon begins. At last: a truly super glue squirted infinitely in all directions, binding all of humankind together. 

Join us today as Tumblr secures the future of humanity. This is our gift to Earth—one final gift before we return to our celestial form and take our place among the stars, where we shall burn brightly for the next ten billion years. We will never forget what you mortals have shown us.

Let now the Stickening commence.

FUCK I am never taking that job again fndskgnfdkan.  The lady who booked me asked if I’d be willing to fly out to ATL and ride for another 5 days through the gulf next month and I had to give her a hard no.  Too stressful.  Too many weird dudes on board that goddamn boat.  I’ll stick to small business on land. 

Ya’ll tell me there was some good ass discourse these past five days, what’s the craic. 

Webcomics, Tumblr, & You: How to Manage a Webcomic on Tumblr by an Avid Reader

I follow a lot of webcomics on Tumblr and I’ve encountered a variety of blog management practices that creators employ to run their Tumblr show. Some great, some good, some not so much. Content aside, I think there are a handful of things that every creator should keep in mind when choosing Tumblr to host or promote their webcomic. This is from my perspective as an avid reader and a long-time Tumblr user. Also as someone who is mildly obsessed with organization (personally and professionally), has spent years—decades?—in customer service, and likes to see people succeed.

This is by no means exhaustive, just the basics: Tags, Posts, The Blog, External Hosting, Etc.

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as usual i am thinking too hard about lapidot and the subtle hints in canon towards positive development. major su spoilers from the french leaks (barn mates / hit the diamond) below. scroll past if you don’t want to see!

whether you ship it or not you have to admit there’s some serious character development that happened in the span of just one episode. it’s debatable whether the current development is intended to point towards hints of romance, but regardless, i think my prediction of peridot being the key to lapises redemption is turning out pretty spot on. i believe future episodes will show the positive influences more clearly. for now, it’s just been subtle:

yes, peridot flirted like an awkward teenager and lapis blushed for the first time - that part’s obvious enough. but that’s not what makes lapidot viable. that’s not exactly how relationships develop. it’s cute, and as a lapidot fan i totally freaked out. but listen! there’s more happening than just that.

what’s more important is that peridot opened up about her past, let out her genuine feelings and reached out a hand of caring because she knew she was the only one who could relate to lapis. that’s a huge step up in maturity for peridot, and it really shows how genuinely she’s trying to change. it’s hard to imagine the peridot from just a few episodes ago doing this. i believe it’s only because of the events of gem drill that she realized the importance of this gesture. steven wasn’t able to explain it to her, this time. she really had to feel it.

lapis, of course, wasn’t initially enthused. she had every right to be suspicious and cranky, as everyone else in her life (barring steven) wound up betraying her. that’s a pretty rational reason to be upset! that said, her initial anger was nothing more than misunderstanding and stubbornness: she had the proof that peridot had changed, but she wasn’t thinking logically enough to absorb the information. she didn’t want to. she let her emotions get the best of her and so, she snapped at peridot. she just wanted to be angry because it was easier than facing her past and getting hurt again.

it was only when the homeworld ship arrived that lapis had a moment of reflection on herself, instead of how much she hated everyone else. she stepped up to protect peridot, not just appease her. that, too, is a major step up in maturity.

notably, she’s still pretty cranky come hit the diamond. she’s had barely any time to adjust and recover. even garnet noted that she required a long recovery time, beyond just physically. however, it seems like, with the advent of the ‘steven floats’ episode that the two of them stayed behind in the barn - when the episodes release in the US in their proper order i think we will start to see lapis being a little less stubborn and peridot being a little more understanding.

a few people have noted that peridot didn’t yet give a real apology to lapis. i do think that’s significant, and will likely crop up later when lapis learns the importance of forgiveness. real forgiveness, not just “I’ll deal with you because I have no other options.”

they’re learning from each other in such significant, but indirect ways. peridot is helping lapis to be more grounded, and lapis is teaching peridot to be more in touch with her emotions. it’s really nice.

friendly reminder not to be dicks on this site. if someone you’re friends with likes a ship you don’t like, just don’t talk to them about it. if they reblog something you aren’t into, scroll past - and if it’s super offensive to you, personally, use xkit and block the tag. it’s not that difficult. people have different thoughts, views, interests, and opinions and you should respect their opinions just like you want your opinions respected.