#then the website went down

[postmodernmulticoloredcloak]

what if i organized a lil game session with free online games (like skribbl.io or similar). would any of you want to play with me

#i miss when we played the cards against humanity free game #i had all my custom card decks with spn stuff memes our tumblr inside jokes etc etc #then the website went down

[cadaverette]

#i thrifted a print of the first one and went down a google rabbithole to find the creator #it's from the mid 80s and their website is still up but clearly hasn't been updated since like 2001 #u #old web

[ccorinthian]

fuck you ageism fuck you life ending at 30 fuck you makeup industry forcing us to feel bad about a natural process fuck you hustle culture fuck you instagram fuck you youtube fuck you glorification and deification of youth fuck you who make people feel bad for not having "achieved anything" in their 20s fuck you people who peaked in high school and try to drag everybody down by insisting it's all downhill after 19

#im not dedicating hours and days and weeks of my 20s of hard work on my mental health to cope w shit i went through #for some bitches on websites to tell me ill shrivel up and die when i hit 30 unless my life is perfect by then #youre not dragging me down to that mindset and i wont let your doom and gloom about turning older make me feel like shit !! #some of us have to rebuild ourselves from ground up and that shit takes time and thats FINE and if you think otherwise fuck off honestly #ageism is such a disgustingly overlooked aspect thats so ingrained in our culture and you need to recognise it #or you'll just feel worse and worse about yourself with every passing day bc guess what baby you cant go back!! #SICK of the negativity surrounding age on this website get yourself the fuck together honestly

[ifwebefriends]

I’ll see you all on the other side… 🫡

#okay yall better like this I went on like 4 sketchy ass websites to make this because I don’t have real editing software #we’re all in this together #never back down never give up #video #Dracula #dracula daily #re Dracula #re: dracula #October 3 #October 3rd #shitpost #meme #Toy Story #Toy Story 3 #impact font

[longelk]

did you know kaycee's username on ebay is "Leshys_Gurl", we see from luke carders emails on the official inscryption site

just learned this and thought you should know, im in shock

WHY DID I ONLY LEARN THIS LIFECHANGING PIECE OF KAYCEE LORE JUST NOW OH MY GOD

#I FEEL LIKE IM GOING TO DIE THANK YOU SO MUCH FOR LETTING ME KNOW #GIRL WHATS WRONG WITH YOU #sjdfhsdfsdffdhgdfhiohvofdvj9dug903r900f9 s00cmu0us0f #ask #kaycee hobbes #inscryption #im maintagging this everyone needs to know her fucking bymbo ebay username #good fucking grief i need to lay down #ive surprisingly never went to the inscryption website despite knowing about it forever #i went there to confirm this is real. luke bought a legendaria pack from her #also why the fuck was she alive in 2021 did she not die years before #mf selling card packs off ebay as a gost. god shes so fucking lame

[akairokara]

this is such a reach but ive spent over an hour frantically searching so... if you own a zosan doujin called Morning by the artist Makina in the dawn dj circle... please rb this and lmk...

the cover looks like this

#one piece #zosan #zoro x sanji #it's technically a compilation of 4 of her works #but the thing is this collection also has her twitter doodles and other drawings that i really want to see #i think she went pro n is making original bl which is great!! bc her art rules but im guessing thats why she wiped the fan stuff off her tw #i just fell down a mad rabbit hole looking for it and it has been a Journey. the scanlation grp does not list it anywhere on their lj/blog #the og artist made a new twt and the only place i can find any trace of it is a website that sells doujin #obv its out of stock cos it was published 4 years ago... but the promo photos they Haunt Me #please. if anyone can help at all........

[linguisticfishstick]

ao3 is down right now, and people are flocking to the down detector website to post about their woes and its fucking amazing.  It’s like an unhinged groupchat of the loss and despair of thousands of people who suddenly lost access to their sweet sweet 3am seratonin.

this is unironically the most entertaining thing I’ve been a part of since the area 51 raid.

#ao3 #fanfic #fanfiction #ao3 is superior reads my guy #i was in the middle of the most devestating angst and then the website went down lmao #im suffering but so is everyone else #fandoms #fandom #meme #memes #im desperately hoping this unhinged groupchat continues

[asjjohnson]

...Um. Super, super late DP Invisobang 2023 art?

The fic by Rockity Sock is still an unpublished WIP so far, but it's really nice and will hopefully be completed and published later.

It begins at the end of the Ultimate Enemy episode, with Dan getting trapped in the thermos. And... I'm not sure how much I can say without spoiling it, but a lot of really cool stuff happens. It's a psychological type of fic, about different types of prisons and punishments, and has time stuff and pocket dimensions, and redemption stuff. (I was only planning on drawing one illustration for IB, but when I saw the WIP, I wanted to see so many things animated. So many awesome visuals. I wish I could've animated them all.)

This is the part I did animate:

He just walked for now, searching for the tiniest crack. The darkness went on for seemingly forever though, and no matter how far he walked it kept on going Dan kept moving He tried his best to break through the walls but every ectoblast he formed fizzled out. Fading into the darkness. Oh, now it makes sense. His powers are being limited, it takes him a few more tries to believe it. The fact that he’s trapped with nothing whatsoever. Endless hours spent, and wasted. Powers he has built up from the ground with no mentor, ones he trained endlessly after a decade. Gone, disappeared, muffled. Limited. Dan let out a laugh, one with no humor. A laugh that turned into a cackle, he couldn’t stop.

Here's Rockity Sock's AO3 account: https://archiveofourown.org/users/rockitysockity and tumblr account: https://rockitysock.tumblr.com/

(I also uploaded the video on deviantArt and YouTube)

#invisobang 2023 #danny phantom #dan phantom #animation #asj art #...this took so much longer than it should've D: #I think it has 232 images of Dan. #I tried a few things for the fog rustle sound effect but I think I went with rubbing my hand back and forth across a soft comforter blanket #(I was originally going to go with swishing my hand back and forth inside a wet bowl but it'd ended up sounding like dry leaves.) #the cape sound effects are from snapping a little throw blanket up and down. #I forget now exactly what I'd used to made the zap sound. It took some time in Cakewalk to figure out and I'd tried looking up tutorials. #The moving background was made by making a 'bg tile' that I could stack horizontally. #And for the fog on the 'floor' there's 8 cycling images at the start of the animation and 9 cycling images for the end of the animation. #For the spin I was going to make 112 frames for the background ...but after working on it for awhile I realized it'd take really long. :/ #So I reused the background tile but put it in reverse and overlaid a rotation version at the end. (...though the fog obscures a lot of it) #I'd used the magicposer website mannequin as reference to draw the key frames of Dan's spin. #I drew the images in Photoshop with the animation feature and then saved each one as a png. #Then imported them into Premiere Pro to add a few effects (the zoom for the first shot and the movement of the bg). #Lexx helped me a lot with figuring out music stuff and using Cakewalk for some sound editing. #But I also used Premiere Pro for some sound editing too. #(At one point I'd planned on animating three scenes and having a song in the bg. The growing sound in the first shot is the bass part. #(And things were going to be added onto the song in the other two scenes. ...But then I'd dropped the other two scenes.) #(I was also originally going to have Dan do two more quick ectoblasts after the first one but decided to cut them out for time.) #(also it's not that I can't draw hands. it's just that I knew it would take longer if I did. I'd decided to cut time by not drawing them.) #(...though most of my shortcuts ended up being long-cuts that also hurt the quality. ...Should've done things right.)

[thecruel]

#i looked at this and went “that's a cherub” i'm down BAD #i hope am4zon post this on their press website bc i want it in uhq :(((

[sualne]

Listen as someone who has been obsessed with vampires like my entire life (but not in a ooh there sexy way its like the symbolism man of what vampires can mean) i am a huge fan of your op vanpire au.

I know you just made a post with lore (amazing art btw) but is there anything else about the au you want to talk about. Id love to hear everything

there's a lot of things i want to talk about the au!! im going to use the frantic energy from the year to get myself some bravery and say some of it is inspired by my own experiences with hallucinations and delusion (dont ask about it pls), with the au i want to explore what it would be like having the person who changed you being very literally stuck with you.

i love stories where characters end up sharing a mind and/or body, i also really dont like when its just good person vs bad person, nuance is a lot more fun lol. the relationship luffy and mingo will be forced into stuck as they are is something important to me. mingo is an awful monster but since he can feel everything luffy does he ends up trying to teach him how to live as a vampire, how to take care of himself. im also very found of the concept of parasite (they're literally the worst thing ever and so fucking scary, so naturally they keep coming up in my stories).

it's also about luffy's body and mind failing him, because of the mindlink he has a hard time knowing where he is, sometimes who he is, what is relationships were supposed to be with others, it gets complicated for him! how hard it is to go through one's daily life when your sense are all messed up! (mingo also struggles with that a bit, but this isn't about him, even thought it's new for him too he get used to it much more easily for plot convenience).

other's ppl reaction to the situation also, i feel, completely unconsciously was also incidentally inspired by my own fear of being seen as a monster or dangerous, something to be put down or locked away!

there's also a few jokes in that lore post that reflects this here:

bugs are a pretty common brand of hallucination, be they crawling in the corner of your sight or inside you, making you feel like a walking hives, this was a funny reference to that!

"surprisingly he doesn't start biting people or become violent." this is my not very subtle "mentally ill and neurodivergent folks aren't inherently dangerous pls stop killing us". the occasional euphoria from bloodthist is vaguely inspired by some manic episode, the happy kind.

there's more, about the way this is about trauma and feeling alienated, i guess this is also a "character realize they've got a disorder/develop one and now has to live with it" kind of story.

#op vamp au #vampasks #described in alt text #lol took so long to write all that the new year started. happy new year everyone!!! #i hope the read more works this time........ #ive written a lot and im all out of words for now. hoepfully its coherent!! im glad you like my work thank you sm all of you for #your kindness!!! #edit: the read more went two paragraphs down whats wrong with this website edit2: got lower again

[kangaracha]

daffodil + chan

a song

the prompt: daffodil (a god bows before a mortal)

read it on ao3

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"You have no power over me."

running through his hands like water, and suddenly the earth is not his to control. The skies do not turn with the twist of his head, lightning does not fork in the air when his eyes, dark as night and yet still lit by some unearthly light, fall upon you, his mouth wide as if to gasp for a breath he cannot take-

And yet, still, it shivers down your spine; the magic that draws you here even as you rip it apart, the prize of your conquest to rip the world into two.

"Take it back," he hisses through his teeth, the ground trembling with every syllable that slides down his tongue. You watch his mouth as it forms the words, the flash of teeth behind thin lips reminding you of the way that the swordsman you'd fought through to get here had smiled at you - the last of his seven challenges, the last of his demons, or angels, or citizens of the sprawling, damned city he claimed as his kingdom.

And here you stood, at the pinnacle of the eighth, and stared him in the eye without cringing away because now you knew the truth. Now you knew that what he whispered in the dark was a lie and what you saw with your eyes wasn't always true, and though he may be a god and a king amongst beings that you could never hope to rival, a god can only hold as much power as you give him. A god can only claim dominion over a beast that bowed to his dogma. 

You see now that you are no beast. You are no believer in any lie he utters to the darkness.

"Take it back," he says again, the note of his voice changing. He pleads, his brow furrowing and his shoulders curling in as if waiting for the final blow. "Take it back now, before it's too late."

"I can't," you tell him, and you watch him fall to his knees, and you know that it's wrong and your heart pounds in your chest and it

like the ground does at the impact of his knees, crumbling into the pieces it was in when you first took his hand, alone on the side of the road with only one thing to call your own. And what was that thing, the little warmth you'd held to your chest in the dark and the cold? What had you traded away for the comfort of the house that crumbled around you now? Why had you destroyed him to get it back, where was it now, why did it not appear within his hands at this, the hour of his reckoning?

"Please," he spits into the cold ground, the dirt and the leaves and the curl of ivy that grows up the walls around you, old and ancient and not yet sprouted from its roots all at the same time. His hands curl in the dirt like he can reach down and pull the earth to him, like he can stop the wane of his power if he just tries to hold on a little bit tighter. "I know what you want, and I don't have it. I can't lose-"

Broken, fragile thing. Small god of limited earth, crouched at your feet like he might worship you instead. You'd thought him all-powerful once, and then you'd thought him severe and his servants and beasts and playthings petty, and then you'd thought him

because he'd smiled at you in the garden that bloomed from his own hands when you expressed your desire for a flower to tuck in the braid of your dark hair, and his hand had been soft in yours, and when he looked out across his kingdom and the clamouring faces of the people he'd brought to live there, he'd looked at them the same way that he'd looked at you.

Beneath your foot, the ground cracks, fracturing outwards like a spiderweb. It's your heart, you realise morosely, sinking from your chest and into the depths of the earth, disappearing with whatever he'd taken from you; and it was a wretched thing and it had betrayed you a hundred times over, but you still mourn at the loss of it and all the dreams it had carried with it. It blooms in your flowers in the corners of the room, embeds itself into the land and sings along with the song of his power, a thing you can hear but cannot touch, a beast once born that now does not belong to you.

"I'm sorry," he says, his breath like mist in the cold air, and even without your heart, you can't bear to see him so cold.

Your hands reach for him without permission, your body kneeling in the dirt before you can stand your feet firm upon the earth and refuse to move. He flinches away, but your fingers are soft upon his chin and the curve of his jaw, gentle when they brush the soft dip of his neck. "I only wanted to know what it was," you tell him with a voice that cannot hold itself steady. "I thought if you loved me, you would give it back." It's the only voice you have - you are not like him, or like Felix, speaking with many tongues. You don't have any power of your own.

"It's because I love you that I can't give it back." His voice is hoarse, every word a knife that he swallows without ever once flinching. "It's because I love you that I couldn't tell you what it was."

"But didn't I deserve to know?" you question. "Doesn't my life belong to me?"

Finally, his eyes rise, looking up at you with a fire that belies the cold of his skin. "Of course it does," he gasps, and his hand reaches up, dirt-stained fingers dragging at your cheek. "That's why I gave it to you, and I never asked for anything else."

"But you wouldn't give back what you took in the first place."

The sudden violence of his voice crumbles the walls and fractures the sky, the clouds blooming te dark colours of a bruise. The absence of his hand on your cheek stings in the cold; his face turns away, screwed up in regret and a pain he won't allow you to feel. You lurch forward before he can disappear, drawing him into your arms; stiff shoulders, spine of beaten steel, slow beat of a heart you once held in your hands. 

He'd stood so tall and unmoving in the morning light, when you'd first walked down this path, and now in the dark of the setting sun and the ending of the earth, his weight slumps into your grasp, his resolve melting into the warmth of your body. "I didn't want you to suffer again," he says to the soft cotton of your shirt and the curve of your collarbone, his breath a whisper against your skin. "I couldn't watch that, when you asked me to make sure it would never happen again."

Surprise comes in the pause of your breath and the still of your arms, the jump of a heart you're not sure you still possess. "I asked you to make me forget?" you question the world behind his back, and into your neck, he sighs.

"You couldn't forget," he murmurs. "She was dead before I found you, and when I took her from your arms - you couldn't forget. There was nothing I could do to fix what had been broken. And then you begged me to let you forget, so I remembered her for you." He pauses, his throat hitching like he's swallowing something down. A sob maybe, or the tears he will never let fall. "I can't give her back though. She's not here anymore."

You push him upright, your hands on his shoulders, his neck, his face. Brushing away the hair that falls in his eyes, wiping at the blood that drips from the cut on his cheek. "Why didn't you tell me?" you ask, because the answer is incomprehensible. "Why did you let me go this far?"

"Because I was scared," he admits, and his teeth clench and his spine stiffens against the urge to hide away from you again. "Because I'm a wretched, evil, stupid thing who thinks they can-"

His words die in your throat; vile, wretched things that you store away to spit out later, into the ground where they belong. He is none of that; he is soft, and hesitant, until your fingers find the sharp curve of his hip and the lines of his back, dragging him closer and his lips open like there is nothing in the world to devour but you and

#sorry about the images everyone but tumblr wouldn't let me keep my aesthetic #and i refuse to bow to any shitty website #how tf do you align text on here #anyway #stray kids #bang chan #stray kids chan #bang chan x reader #stray kids x you #y/n without the y/n #lee felix #is mentioned #lee know is also in here if you can spot him #roo writes #the fight i had to a) finish this and b) post it #anyway 7k written for the last three days #a lil treat for #well for me because keeps refused to write me a fic and i got desperate #but for the love of god please someone read this please someone talk to me #i feel like i really cooked with this #one hour of my life spent going down a rabbithole #oh what else was i going to say #vaguely inspired by labyrinth #we went way off the labyrinth rails but #it's there #alright shit alright i'm gonna post it lets go i'm nervous

[hikiclawd]

shout-out to the one person who'll either get a jump-scare or a heavy bout of nostalgia out of this pairing

#mysims #mysims (game) #sim: rob #sim: blaine #blaine mysims #rob mysims #art #my art #digital art #fan art #artwork #i went down a rabbit hole on deviant art can you tell #the jarrett twins and the melanated vampires they hang around... #if i ever manage to complete my fanfic. yall will see more of them . #also mel made the website for blaine lord knows he cannot work a computer let alone learn how to code #but it was also probably really shoddy and thats why rob thought it was a joke website #ok i've yapped toooo much #inbox is open yadda yadda bye #EDIT: this isnt a ship at least not like in the romantic sense #just ur usual bout of romantic tension that comes with being a vampires personal blood bank #OK. done.

[dark-elf-writes]

You can always daydream about your AU as you fall asleep but watch out ‼️‼️‼️ You might come up with a new idea that demands to be researched Right Now™️

#the elf talks #went from half asleep to looking at the Central Park zoo website so you can say things are going well #also WRITE IT DOWN #YOU WONT REMEMBER IN THE MORNING

[witherfide]

oaiwhwjwjw i just want to attack some ppl but i can’t look at anyone’s refs rn :,(

still not entirely sure what i do yet

i just.. find someone’s character i like then draw it?

and they may or may not attack me?

i appreciate how laidback it is but my autism needs very specific instructions or else i short-circuit from the fear of doing something wrong

#text post #artfight 2023 #i am talking about this a lot #i am just excited to be trying something new #feel free to answer my thoughts im just thinking out loud here #i wanna draw some cool sillies!!! #i tried adding my swinger au like 6 times and the one time the site wasn’t fully dead it went down for maintenance #how cruel must you be artfight website

[twofoursixohjuan]

GUYS GUYS

Tansy Rayner Roberts, the author of Pratchett's Women (essay series on female characters in the Discworld novels) has just announced that she's releasing a companion series on Pratchett's Men. the essays'll be up every two months on speculativeinsight.com, and the first one was posted today!

"Now it’s time to talk about what the men of the Discworld are doing while the women march to war and plait ribbons into their beards."

unfortunately I can't find the Pratchett's Women essays online anymore since her website got redone, but it's a pretty cheap ebook and very good.

#discworld #equal rites #pratchett #tansy rayner roberts #also known for the books i never shut up about: musketeer space and the creature court series! #if anyone knows where to find the Musketeer Media Mondays reviews let me know #'cause they also went down with the website and they're the funniest thing on the planet

[lem-argentum]

hellooo it’s been a little.. how is everyone <3

#lem text #i AM ALIVE………. thru the power of medical assistance. 💛 SORRY FOR DISAPPEARING. #it’s been nice being away from websites but i do love talking about my silly characters so i will be back soon. :’) i hope ur all well <333 #i finished all of the xiv story & wrote stuff down as i went along so i’ll make those into a little mega-liveblog-y post later…!!! OK CYA<3