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minute 7 of ao3 being down. The light has started to swindle. It’s been a while I think, if I judge how much moss has grown over the nearby tombstones. Everyday the sun shines a little less bright, leaving the frozen dew across everything. It’s cold all the time. There was a time that I preferred the cold. I loved the soft glow that came from cool mornings, the clothes, the hot drinks and people huddling together for warmth. It felt more open, more connected. More like love. I liked the way cold seeped into my bones and curled around my skeletal being like a frosty blanket. Now all I can feel is the frozen icicles that have formed there, sharp and unbreaking. It doesn’t really matter what I want anyway after all. The sun is duller, the moss has grown more. I think it’s because the sun used to love to, like me. I think it became fed up, with seeing people be more loving when it was not there. And now there are no people to love, I think it wants to make home with itself to bring love back. I wonder sometimes, if my time counting is accurate, or if I keep accidentally loosing track of days. It feels that way sometimes, sometimes I can’t tell if it’s today or it’s yesterday or a distant memory. I feel the cold stab through my wrists and burning my joints from the inside out. The moss has grown over the tombstones more. I miss who lay in those graves I think. I couldn’t carve their names into the stone, I don’t have the tools. I can’t remember their names, I bet they were important. I think they were, at some point. Someone in the world. I hope I was someone, I hope I was more than the icicles beneath my skin. Such a strange feeling, watching things decay around and within you but being preserved yourself. The moss has grown on the tombstone again, I’m sure it’s not important now. Some silly notion I picked up to occupy my mind in the early days. There aren’t many of those anymore, things to occupy my mind I mean. I don’t think it matters, Ice and moss do not think, they don’t need to. They grow and they stand unbreaking, moss is not rot and icicles do not decay. I wonder if I will decay. I don’t think I would realise if I was. I wonder if it’s happening now. I checked again, at the stones outside. I remember checking them regularly. I don’t know for what. I don’t know why. They look nice I think. I think I want to look like that. Little white flowers have started to pop up around them. I think I want flowers to surround me, whenever I turn into mossy boulders. I think that would be nice. Flowers and moss the the ground and the ice. I think I would like that. I think that I would like that. I was wondering, it had been a while since I did that. It’s very dark now. I think something is blocking the sun. I don’t think it’s worth finding out what, because I’m not supposed to know. I am supposed to be the moss beneath me and the icicles in me and the flowers around me. I think that would be nice. To be something so peaceful. I think I would like that, to be at peace. I think the sun would love me again then. I think it would be nice, to be loved by the sun. I think it would be warm

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everyone is a hater these days :/

minute 7 of ao3 being down. The light has started to swindle. It’s been a while I think, if I judge how much moss has grown over the nearby tombstones. Everyday the sun shines a little less bright, leaving the frozen dew across everything. It’s cold all the time. There was a time that I preferred the cold. I loved the soft glow that came from cool mornings, the clothes, the hot drinks and people huddling together for warmth. It felt more open, more connected. More like love. I liked the way cold seeped into my bones and curled around my skeletal being like a frosty blanket. Now all I can feel is the frozen icicles that have formed there, sharp and unbreaking. It doesn’t really matter what I want anyway after all. The sun is duller, the moss has grown more. I think it’s because the sun used to love to, like me. I think it became fed up, with seeing people be more loving when it was not there. And now there are no people to love, I think it wants to make home with itself to bring love back. I wonder sometimes, if my time counting is accurate, or if I keep accidentally loosing track of days. It feels that way sometimes, sometimes I can’t tell if it’s today or it’s yesterday or a distant memory. I feel the cold stab through my wrists and burning my joints from the inside out. The moss has grown over the tombstones more. I miss who lay in those graves I think. I couldn’t carve their names into the stone, I don’t have the tools. I can’t remember their names, I bet they were important. I think they were, at some point. Someone in the world. I hope I was someone, I hope I was more than the icicles beneath my skin. Such a strange feeling, watching things decay around and within you but being preserved yourself. The moss has grown on the tombstone again, I’m sure it’s not important now. Some silly notion I picked up to occupy my mind in the early days. There aren’t many of those anymore, things to occupy my mind I mean. I don’t think it matters, Ice and moss do not think, they don’t need to. They grow and they stand unbreaking, moss is not rot and icicles do not decay. I wonder if I will decay. I don’t think I would realise if I was. I wonder if it’s happening now. I checked again, at the stones outside. I remember checking them regularly. I don’t know for what. I don’t know why. They look nice I think. I think I want to look like that. Little white flowers have started to pop up around them. I think I want flowers to surround me, whenever I turn into mossy boulders. I think that would be nice. Flowers and moss the the ground and the ice. I think I would like that. I think that I would like that. I was wondering, it had been a while since I did that. It’s very dark now. I think something is blocking the sun. I don’t think it’s worth finding out what, because I’m not supposed to know. I am supposed to be the moss beneath me and the icicles in me and the flowers around me. I think that would be nice. To be something so peaceful. I think I would like that, to be at peace. I think the sun would love me again then. I think it would be nice, to be loved by the sun. I think it would be warm

What

The

Fuck

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this is why i will never fully leave the fandoms (C!DSMP, hermitcraft, QSMP, Last life) its BECAUSE of this. I loved marvel, I love proper tv shows, but its genuinely, actually just not the same. Its like being in a small fandom, but because its big, you get pretty much the same quality content from people that are genuinely passionate about what their making, and in order to make anything they have to have that spark for it, but you get more content as well, so it can last a lot longer as an interest. I love it sm man,

the phenome that DSMP superheroes became will always be amazing to me. I think people saw the role of underdog vigilante and went 'c!Tommy clearly.' Meanwhile with the super savvy tech guy they came up with 'Yeah c!Tubbo!" The nice part about this fandom (MCYT in general not just DSMP) is that things spread incredibly fast and aus become popular and its just really fun to see.

Also! Seeing trends being set by popular fanfics! For the hero aus it was mostly TUMOASD and Clinic which are both amazing fics! Because of that them becoming so popular wasn't a surprise. The MCYT fandom is basically built on the backs of fans and its so nice to be in a community where everyone puts so much time and effort into it!

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'token straight' doesnt even exist in 2024. its gotten so queered up that theyre theyre all atleast a fifth of a faggot now

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its the way you look amazing and I would pay hundreds of dollars for a jumper like this

Hi friends!! I know I haven't been posting as much lately, and that's because I've been working on a project!! That project is finally completed now :}

Dragon scale jumper!!!! 🐉🌱⭐️

please me nice to me I do not know how to pose or style this yet 😔

It looks a little wonky up-close, but I'm very happy with the results!! This was a prototype done with an old grey jumper and a dragon-scale patterned pillow I got on clearance. Now that I sort of know what I'm doing, my goal is to make a green version that fits me better :}

I very much recommend this for all beasties with scales!! It's a really easy project even if you dont have a sewing machine, and it looks great even if you mess up a bit

Some wip shots when I remembered to take them below the cut!

🌱⭐️🐉

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My experience! When I was really little and I would have the most intense phantom shifts ever, I kinda thought about it for a bit and I have vivid memories of trying to make sense of the way I was feeling, I was around 8 at the time. In typical undiagnosed, in denial 8 year old fashion I brushed it under the rug and pretended it wasn't there for a while, which even somehow suppressed shifts/made them easier to ignore. Thw as ofc until wayyy later like when I started highschool, and they were intense (looking back, they were stress shifts, I was basically permanently shifted for a whole school term bc I was so stressed) so then I started exploring more in the comfort of my own room, and eventually I started researching online and learned how to recognize what I was feeling!

[*] Applicable to all nonhumans/alterhumans- otherkith, systems, voidpunk, etc.!

[**] Not when you found out about the terms. But when you first started to relate to things other than humans

My own experience (feel free to share your own in the comments/reblogs! id love to see it!):

Ever since I was young, I almost only consumed content about inhuman things. Robots, zombies, animals, nature… you name it. Warriors Cats, Transformers, My Little Pony, basically anything David Attenborough was in.

When I watched Pokemon as a kid; I didn’t want to be a trainer, I wanted to be a Pokemon. When I read about animals from the books in the library; I mimicked what they did, imagining myself as a cardinal flying through the trees or a serval stalking through the grasslands. A sundew curling around its prey, a werewolf’s painful transformation.

And well, I always had an active imagination. When I was in elementary school and preschool, you weren’t allowed to go back inside during recess if you were cold. So I just sorta taught myself how to perceive things differently! I could make my body warmer just by thinking of it. Then, later I could manifest the feeling of wings, animalistic legs, sharper teeth, horns… yeah.

This definitely led to where I am now. A both spiritual and psychological connection to who I am deep down. I am human, yes. But over a lifetime of being unable to relate to others led me to find kinship in unlikely places.

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I didn't get a single boop :(

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SHJDHJSHDJS listen the brain worms dont discriminate between ancient philosophy and gayass writing

Deathworlders everywhere but in Space

This is sitting in my brain because I haven't seen anyone else do this, but take a second to think about this: There are other deathworlders in space, terrifying ones, huge monster orc things. They are massive and nightmarish and impossibly strong. So thats why humans stand out. Thats how we survive. Human's are terrifying because we aren't built for one biome, one climate or even one planet. We aren't necessarily the strongest or fastest or scariest looking, but we're built to survive fucking everything. What if other deathworlder's are almost always only made to survive in one climate? (similar to some of the most deadly predators on earth currently) All the other deathworlders are terrifying, yes, but the second they step off their planet they're weak. Massive aliens of hulking muscle but their planet's gravity is a lot lower than the standard, so they barely meet the average strength bar whenever they go outside their gravity zone. Aliens that have venomous spikes all over their body and look gnarly as shit but their venom has practically no effect on 99% of discovered intergalactic species. Deathworlders whose planet is the nether from minecraft IRl, but they can't survive in any other temperature for any amount of time because their body just can't handle the cold and regulate their temperate (or, vice versa for tundra species). Aquatic species that are kraken-like nightmares, giant sirens and deadly squid-like beings. But they can't leave their home at all, because theres a very specific chemical makeup of their water that isn't currently found within their life-span distance travel. Deathworlders that genuinely can barely survive off planet and are frail compared to even the most docile prey species whenever they have to travel. Their called deathworlders because going to their planet is certain death, but if they leave they'll be meeting death just as quickly. And then along come humans, and everyones like, oh, another deathworlder, nothing to worry abou- wait. These guys dont seem to loose any of their natural strength off planet... and their fast and strong... and- AND THEY CAN SURVIVE IN PRACTICALLY ANY CLIMATE IN THE KNOWN UNIVERSE??? HELLO? Oh and of course their predators. Of course most of their planet is completely uninhabitable for most of us. Mhm, yep. thats fair. Totally Basically, deathworlders are a thing, the more common 'terrifying alien monster' type, but their harmless because they can't survive like everyone else. They can't thrive like humans can. It scares the shit out of everyone for a wholeeeeee while, after all, no one ever expected a deathworlder that doesn't die.

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i think we as a species have evolved past the need for periods. I don't think so actually I'm begging for it. please

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YOU’RE JUDT LIKE ME FR!! everyday is such a struggle

Is there like a species name for humans with wings? Cuz im gonna scream if I have to explain one more time “oh hey so one of my kintypes is an avian-human hybrid. So like a guy with wings, yeah. And maybe clawed feet.” Cuz thats a lotta words ! !

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"If you execute ranboo, Big Q- that'll be treason."

"I won't blow up L'Manberg, Technoblade."

Defying expectations.

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this is one of the VERY few times where I will genuinely report ur ass for making cash. I get it! Everyone needs a little quick grab sometimes, whatever. But do not do it on ao3. Link a social media and put your ko-fi or Paypal on there, you get the rules homie. Don't ruin potentially your whole life, others, and Ao3 bc you wanna make an extra buck

a non-selective plan for the resurgence of fic commissions

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oh fuck yeah thanks /gen to the person in the notes that reminded me to check my their/they'res etc, I was very sleep deprived and english isn't my first language so I wasn't paying as much attention as I should've- ill check it better next time AHHHHHH

Deathworlders everywhere but in Space

This is sitting in my brain because I haven't seen anyone else do this, but take a second to think about this: There are other deathworlders in space, terrifying ones, huge monster orc things. They are massive and nightmarish and impossibly strong. So thats why humans stand out. Thats how we survive. Human's are terrifying because we aren't built for one biome, one climate or even one planet. We aren't necessarily the strongest or fastest or scariest looking, but we're built to survive fucking everything. What if other deathworlder's are almost always only made to survive in one climate? (similar to some of the most deadly predators on earth currently) All the other deathworlders are terrifying, yes, but the second they step off their planet they're weak. Massive aliens of hulking muscle but their planet's gravity is a lot lower than the standard, so they barely meet the average strength bar whenever they go outside their gravity zone. Aliens that have venomous spikes all over their body and look gnarly as shit but their venom has practically no effect on 99% of discovered intergalactic species. Deathworlders whose planet is the nether from minecraft IRl, but they can't survive in any other temperature for any amount of time because their body just can't handle the cold and regulate their temperate (or, vice versa for tundra species). Aquatic species that are kraken-like nightmares, giant sirens and deadly squid-like beings. But they can't leave their home at all, because theres a very specific chemical makeup of their water that isn't currently found within their life-span distance travel. Deathworlders that genuinely can barely survive off planet and are frail compared to even the most docile prey species whenever they have to travel. Their called deathworlders because going to their planet is certain death, but if they leave they'll be meeting death just as quickly. And then along come humans, and everyones like, oh, another deathworlder, nothing to worry abou- wait. These guys dont seem to loose any of their natural strength off planet... and their fast and strong... and- AND THEY CAN SURVIVE IN PRACTICALLY ANY CLIMATE IN THE KNOWN UNIVERSE??? HELLO? Oh and of course their predators. Of course most of their planet is completely uninhabitable for most of us. Mhm, yep. thats fair. Totally Basically, deathworlders are a thing, the more common 'terrifying alien monster' type, but their harmless because they can't survive like everyone else. They can't thrive like humans can. It scares the shit out of everyone for a wholeeeeee while, after all, no one ever expected a deathworlder that doesn't die.

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It's gonna be such a funny mess when Donald Trump dies of a stroke on April 1st, 2024.

Naturally everybody will think it's fake because of the date only to lose their minds (both positively and negatively based on their opinion of trump) when realizing it's real

There will be massive celebrations in the streets and on social media and lots of predictable "don't speak ill of the dead" discourse about those celebrations

Weird evangelicals will pull some weird number trick talking about how Jesus was conceived on April 1st and that makes Trump a sort of messiah and people will make fun of that

The Republicans (after they're done with the faux-sadness and faux-outrage) will stomp over each other to be his successor but none of them will succeed. They'll tear each other apart and have no single nominee for the November elections.

There will be discourse about if Biden and the living former presidents should go to his funeral (they won't, he was a traitor insurrectionist)

The Ukraine-Russia War immediately goes in favor of Ukraine as morale in the Kremlin is reduced. China similarly backs off from its threats on Taiwan.

Ten thousand new memes are made, some sticking around for years to come.

Not a month later a bunch of unofficial biographies of Trump hit the bookshelves, many with new details about just how awful he was.

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Some art of @magicspace114 's character Toby! (or Totobyc Maechislovic III if you ask him!) I have been OBSESSED with this story for a while now, and got inspired! (I know he's supposed to have horns, but I forgot to draw them until after I rendered the one on the left, and then when I went back to add them in I REALLY didn't like the way they looked, nothing I did fixed it unfortunately, so I've decided to just leave him like this lol sorry)