shousetsubangbang:

(an absurdly large version of the cover can be viewed here)

                        On, on, you noblest readers.
Whose tastes are piqued by submissions here!
Stories that, like so many Alexanders,
Have in these parts all day for boyfriends fought
And art that shines for lack of all defect:
Dishonour not contributors; attest
That those whose work you view here is sublime.
Be copy now to men of hotter blood,
And click and dive right in. And you, good readers,
Whose links make social media, show us here
Signs of appreciation; let us swear
These stories worth your reading; which I doubt not;
For there is none of smut so mean and base,
That hath not noble lustre in our eyes.
I see you stand like greyhounds in the slips,
Straining upon your pants. The issue’s live:
Follow your spirit, and upon this charge
Cry ‘Yay for gays and porn!’ —Your editors



The issue will be mirrored in its entirety at http://shousetsubangbang.com on Wednesday. Check out this issue’s entry (including a special gallery featuring all the individual soldiers that make up the cover) on the Wiki.

jakface:

:’D  it’s complete~ <3 I wanted to do a picture that really did the game justice.. I literally couldn’t pry myself away from this game for 2 weeks. It was great. I laughed, I cried, I grew close to these people. My only regret is not playing it sooner. Anyway, I hope you enjoy the Persona 4 Investigation team in my style! I’ll have prints at Anime Revolution in Vancouver BC and Fan Expo Toronto. I’ll also have small individual prints of each character (since they’re each on their own later and fully drawn!) 

jakface:

:’D  it’s complete~ <3 I wanted to do a picture that really did the game justice.. I literally couldn’t pry myself away from this game for 2 weeks. It was great. I laughed, I cried, I grew close to these people. My only regret is not playing it sooner. Anyway, I hope you enjoy the Persona 4 Investigation team in my style! 

I’ll have prints at Anime Revolution in Vancouver BC and Fan Expo Toronto. I’ll also have small individual prints of each character (since they’re each on their own later and fully drawn!) 

It has come to my attention…

…that one of my new and exciting Ghost Tumblr problems is that I cannot send fanmail or asks, even anonymously. I’ve been able to do so in the past, so I don’t know what the problem is now. But suffice it to say that if you’ve sent me a very nice message lately and it seems like I’ve ignored you, it’s not true! Things are just extra-broken for me.

johndarnielle:

tomewing:

There’s nothing wrong with stopping seeking out the new and idealising the old, by the way. I mean, as long as you don’t do it for everything you care about, that’s unhealthy. But it’s a big life and you have less and less of it, triage is going to happen. Just don’t be a dick to your ex-interests, or more to the point, to the people who share them.

I wrote and then deleted a pretty giant essay elaborating my complicated feelings about this good point - how I feel like there’s value sometimes in not just disengaging with one’s ex-interests, but really actively renouncing them, nay denouncing them, going over to the other side, joining up with the enemy, etc

but then I would say that, I align zealot

but on the “more to the point” side of the comma, yes 100% co-sign

Staring (1417 words) :: Fargo

w2writesstuff:

Any business gathering that didn’t happen over lunch was bound to be excruciating, and this one was no different. Not that the ones that happened over lunch weren’t excruciating, but at least there, Numbers usually had some plate of beef with vegetables to fill his mouth for an excuse when he was tired of pretending he cared.

There was nothing on the table between them now, though, save for a briefcase and a file folder full of photographs. Mr. Tripoli was talking as he sat at one end of it, and Numbers and Wrench were standing at the other end, and around it stood and sat various other syndicate men.

"No bodies," concluded Mr. Tripoli, which might have meant he didn’t want anyone killed, or might have meant he didn’t want anyone killed where someone could find them; Numbers interpreted it to mean that he should use his best judgment. He was oddly fond of the man, in no small part because he knew Mr. Tripoli knew the quality of work he did and respected him for that. A majority of the syndicate men were men who could do the job, but a few, like Numbers, were men who could get the job done. For all his grotesque, domineering habits, Mr. Tripoli knew the value of the difference.

Numbers reached down and flipped open the file folder. The girl in the grainy shot didn’t look a day over fifteen. Numbers would most certainly use his best judgment. “We have a time frame?”

Part 2 of the Wolves series. Read the rest on AO3.

I have created a sideblog! Here is why:

1. I’m probably not going to be around this main blog, or even Tumblr, much anymore. (I did a big ol’ cull of my following list yesterday to make things that much more manageable, so please, if you got unfollowed, it’s nothing personal.) However, there are things I do that might be of general interest, and here is a good place to make that known.

2. Unlike my main blog, this sideblog can post things that show up in tags!

So there we go.

[original bullshit redacted]

Attention Tumblr! Do you know why people don’t take you seriously? Why this site and the people on it are a punchline to the rest of the internet?

It’s because of human garbage like this person.

It’s because of the people who lack the reading comprehension to understand that talking about something, even in an eroticized context, is not the same as endorsing it.

It’s because of the people who want to pat themselves on the back by showing off how socially aware they are by being the first to reblog any old thing that sounds bad, with maybe a congratulatory ‘well, if it’s true then maybe I’ll recant’ followup if someone starts raising questions.

It’s because of the people who go out of their way to ruin a person’s day, week, or life — from leaving anonymous hate to creating entire sockpuppet journals so they can say things from the shadows without consequence.

It’s because of the people who concern-troll and clutch their pearls and spew bile in the name of ‘awareness!’ without any clear goal, who don’t care what happens so long as something does and they can feel smug about having been a part of it.

It’s because of the people who set an agenda and refuse to hear any information to the contrary, to the point of claiming someone is disrespectful to abuse survivors while dismissing and shutting down actual abuse survivors who disagree.

It’s because of the people who minimize actual outings of harmful behavior in communities, made by people with concrete evidence and personal experience, by pulling Fox-News-level juxtapositions of material they don’t understand and hoping someone else will perform the research and analysis they’re too lazy to do.

I don’t know who this person is or why they seem to have it out for her. I wish they had some sort of discernible goal beyond ‘someone who wrote a thing I like also wrote a thing I don’t like and must therefore pay’, but it doesn’t really matter. They are, at this moment, obviously so convinced of their own righteousness that anything I say or do will just add to their self-congratulatory fire. If they’d like to come to talk to me, I’d love to have a civil conversation, but they don’t want to talk. If they did, they would’ve sent an ask or an email in the first place; after all, wasn’t the whole point that they had her Tumblr name? No, they want to feel superior to someone, anyone, even if they have to trade in innuendo to do it.

So I’m talking instead to those of you who aren’t too far up your own asses to hear me. Someday, someone will brag about this — or if not about this, about something like it. That is when you shut that immature, self-centered garbage down. Cut off that toxic shit as fast as you can, or it will spread and it will stain. And everything else you do will forever be tainted by association.

In short, I’m with singularnarrative's take: “There is something deeply disgusting and depressing about the creator of Tamika Flynn being driven off tumblr by people who DIDN’T DO THEIR FUCKING READING.”