#copypasta stuff

[cloudydays69]

If Prozzäk has a million fans, then I am one of them. If Prozzäk has ten fans, then I am one of them. If Prozzäk has only one fan then that is me. If my silly favorite band has no fans, then that means I am no longer on earth. If the world is against Prozzäk, then I am against the world.

[nautls11]

new vocal stim for echolalia gang (its me im echolalia gang)

[elusivetranscendent]

"he killed people"

but have you seen his itty-bitty waist, his grabbable ample chest, the alluring curve of his mandibles, his lovely eyeridges fanning over beautiful eyes, his windswept rough scales, his strong slender fingers wrapped around a weapon?

[jazzy-art-time]

The Star Army Grows Refs for: Book3Eclipse, JasperTheNeutralSpecter and JurassicPark95 Art as of 6/8/2025

Some more staryu for my Star Army! //context in tags Book3Eclipse was designed by @eevyerndracaneon JasperTheNeutralSpecter was designed by @curce and JurassicPark95 was designed by @event-horiizon !

[KoFi]

[magicicephoenix]

you think moon has taken sun merch from the lost n found because why not. i do

absolutely. only once it’s been long enough that the original owner is definitely not coming back, of course, but then all bets are off. it’s his now. Moon’s property. no take backs. he will appreciate it like no one else ever could.

Sun doesn’t entirely enjoy the idea of taking stuff that doesn’t belong to them… but if there was Moon-themed merch in there he wouldn’t be opposed to Moon taking it as well…

[apollos-boyfriend]

i’m proud to identify as morosexual. i’m attracted to dumbasses and dumbasses exclusively. my boyfriend asked me where the “u” goes in “regards” and now i dream of kissing him under the moonlight

[nondelphic]

as a world-building main, watching you craft plot arcs without building out political systems is painful. if you need help constructing a kingdom hierarchy, hmu (i’m plat in lore, but I also do pacing coaching on the side).

[gorgonfreakman]

Good morning and welcome to the Black Mesa Transit System. This automated train is provided for the security and convenience of the Black Mesa Research Facility personnel. The time is 08:47 AM. Current topside temperature is 93 degrees, with an estimated high of one hundred and five. The Black Mesa compound is maintained at a pleasant 68 degrees at all times. This train is inbound from Level 3 Dormitories to Sector C Test Labs and Control Facilities. If your intended destination is a high-security area beyond Sector C, you will need to return to the Central Transit Hub in Area 9 and board a high security train. If you have not yet submitted your identity to the retinal clearance system, you must report to Black Mesa Personnel for processing before you will be permitted into the high security branch of the transit system. Due to the high toxicity of material routinely handled in the Black Mesa compound, no smoking, eating, or drinking are permitted within the Black Mesa Transit System. Please keep your limbs inside the train at all times. Do not attempt to open the doors until the train has come to a complete halt at the station platform. In the event of an emergency, passengers are to remain seated and await further instruction. If it is necessary to exit the train, disabled personnel should be evacuated first. Please stay away from electrified rails, and proceed to an emergency station until assistance arrives. A reminder that the Black Mesa Hazard Course decathlon will commence this evening at nineteen hundred hours in the Level 3 Facility. The semifinals for high-security personnel will be announced in a separate Secure Access transmission. Remember, more lives than your own may depend on your fitness. Do you have a friend or relative who would make a valuable addition to the Black Mesa team? Immediate openings are available in the areas of Materials Handling and Low-Clearance Security. Please contact Black Mesa Personnel for further information. If you have an associate with a background in the areas of theoretical physics, biotechnology, or other high tech disciplines, please contact our Civilian Recruitment Division. The Black Mesa Research Facility is an equal opportunity employer. A reminder to all Black Mesa Personnel: Regular radiation and biohazard screenings are a requirement of continued employment in the Black Mesa Research Facility. Missing a scheduled urinalysis or radiation check-up is grounds for immediate termination. If you feel you have been exposed to radioactive or other hazardous materials in the course of your duties, contact your Radiation Safety Officer immediately. Work safe, work smart. Your future depends on it. Now arriving at Sector C Test Labs and Control Facilities. Please stand back from the automated door and wait for the security officer to verify your identity. Before exiting the train, be sure to check your area for personal belongings. Thank you and have a very safe and productive day.

[mokaisathome]

A mafia boss and his pet dog

[The mafia theming is totally absent actually but the spirit is there... Probably]

Now on AO3 too!

Rumors aren't anything new to Jamil. They spread around him constantly, shifting, changing, losing details, or adding ones depending on how far they go. It's just how it is when you're in a position as prized as his – people will talk, caring very little for how it'll affect you. He still pays attention to them despite how mundane or ridiculous most of them are because letting tattletales go unchecked is a pain he'd rather go without.

   The current rumors only bring him a headache though. One of his subordinates goes through them with a barely concealed smile, sometimes giving his opinion (“Wow, that's pretty elaborate” or “This is a bit too much even for them…”) despite Jamil only asking for a brief rundown. As he walks down the main hallway of his mansion while listening to his subordinate, he rubs his temples with a sigh.

   Did he find a beastman and bring him home a few weeks ago? Yes. Is it a wolf? Also yes. Is it so ferocious it attacks everyone even the people Jamil asked to take care of him? Definitely not. The rumor mill is broken. To put it simply, he could have picked up a puppy from the street, and it'd have gone the same… Except without talking. It'd have been much better actually.

   The two men guarding the room he stops in front of salute him solemnly before pushing the heavy wooden door, and he instantly braces himself when something leaps at him.

“Jamil!”

   Yes, that rumored fearful wolf, ready to sink his teeth in anyone who approaches him is in reality an overexcited teenager who's more interested in eating as many sweets as he can than intimidate people. In Jamil's line of work, the latter would have been useful. The former is undoubtedly not. The muffled mockeries of his subordinates reach his ears, and he dismisses them with a wave of the hand, letting them close the door behind him. Among his people, his reputation has taken a hit so perhaps having the normal population fear him through lies is better.

“Did you bring me something today?”

   Wordlessly, Jamil takes a piece of candy out of his pocket and the werewolf jumps off him, eager to receive his reward for… For nothing. He's been living here doing absolutely nothing. A total waste of resources. If at least he could be trained to act as a guard dog–

   His train of thought stops. That's not a bad idea. Jamil has never taken care of a dog but all they need is some training and rewards, don't they?

“Kalim,” he calls out, watching with a certain amusement as the beastman's ears perk up. “Give me your hand.”

   Kalim doesn't even question anything and places his clawed hand in Jamil's gloved one. Him being an idiot who listens to any order is nothing new – Jamil just has to model him to fit his new role.

“Show me your teeth.”

“'ike tha'?”

“Perfect.”

   A waste of some amazingly sharp fangs when all he does is eat candies, Jamil thinks as he passes his thumb over Kalim's teeth. From the corner of his eye, he catches his tail wagging back and forth. As he orders Kalim to do other things (“sit,” and “roll”, or “jump”), Jamil finds himself satisfied with his dog's performance. Perhaps there is still hope.

“Howl now.”

“Gaoooo!”

   No, that was a mistake. There's no hope to make anything out of him. The only people he could scare would be… Babies maybe. Jamil isn't even sure of that. With a sigh, he tosses the candy to Kalim who catches it midair and immediately starts fighting with the candy wrapper.

   These rumors should be fawned for as long as they can because the reality is much, much, much worse (for Jamil).

[pissmoon]

can someone make a dbeatrawpunk version of the /mu/ copypasta so it makes spamming annoying stuff in punk related tags easier & promotes good music?

My attempt would be:

G.i.sm., rattus, the stalin, icons of filth, kaaos, riistetyt, confuse, svart parad, disclose, zouo, anti-cimex, mob 47, asocial, avskum, disfear, meanwhile, totalitär, doom, nausea, crass, shitlickers, discharge, homomilitia, infekcja, bomba w torcie, electro hippies, crude SS, chaos uk, gauze, subhumans, heresy, amebix, disorder, varukers, concrete sox, crucifix, sacrilege, extreme noise terror, napalm raid, sore throat, deviated instinct, ratos de porao, aus-rotten, antischism, los crudos, besthöven, skitsystem, framtid, zyanose, dishammer, antisect, bombanfall, hiatus, gloom, moderat likvidation, guernica y luno, 3-way cum, smar sw, sanctus iuda, black krondstadt, masskontroll, filth of mankind and diskonto

Here are some patches your 'crust pants' are missing!

[fartsharter]

evacuate the capitol (youtube mirror)

[oceanfellaandthebird]

I’ve been thinking about the new hermit permit office Grian had made in his latest episode, but I’ve also had the Big Bill’s Hells copypasta stuck in my head for the past day. They started combining and now I have made this:

Screw you, Shopping District!

If you need to make a new permit this weekend, you're desperate enough to come to The Hermit Permit Office!

Bad service! Doors that break down! Snails!

If you think you're gonna replace a lost permit at Hermit Permits, you can kiss my crack!

It's our belief that you don’t need to rework a permit entry, so you'll leave us alone! Guaranteed!

If you find a replacement permit, shove it up to the magic mountain! You heard us right, shove it up to the magic mountain!

Bring your fish, bring your horse, bring your wife! We'll file her! That's right, we'll file your wife’s permit in one of the cabinets!

Because at Hermit Permits, your paperwork is filed six ways from Sunday!

Take a forest hike to Hermit Permits, home of challenge fishing! That's right, challenge fishing!

How does it work? If you can fish a hermit six feet in the air straight up and not kill them, you get no legal advice!

Don't wait, don't delay, don't mess with us, or we'll rip your lighthouse apart!

Only at Hermit Permits, the only government building that annoys you to make you leave!

Hurry up, buttercup! This event ends the minute after you write us a form, and it better not be inaccurate or you'll get blown up by TNT!

We sometimes help! The Hermit Permit Office: Hermitcraft's laziest and exclusive home of the meanest Bad Boy (TM) in the state of The Neighbourhood! Guaranteed!

I’m not sure whether this is amazing or terrible, but I’ll let you be the judge of that.

[dogniightmare]

i am DONE if i see someone liking Sasaki to Miyano. THEYRE BLOCKED. hating Sasaki to Miyano? BLOCKED, disliking Sasaki to Miyano? BLOCKED, loving Sasaki to Miyano? BLOCKED, you know about Sasaki to Miyano's existence? YOURE ALSO BLOCKED. IM THE ONLY SASAKI TO MIYANO LOVER, LIKER, DISLIKER, AND HATER! EVERYONE WHO KNOWS THEM DNI!!

[bunchesofoats]

I need Mark Lee biblically. I need him in a way that is concerning to feminism.

[orb-simp]

[nondelphic]

George RR Martin hack? 400 POV characters, 0 finished books. George RR Martin hack? 400 POV characters, 0 finished books. George RR Martin hack?