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Did you use limewire and how bad did it fuck up your computer?

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I got a random comment on one of my fics today that was - aside from being wildly reprimanding - most definitely a reply to a different comment, only there was no previous comment. I looked in my mail history, there has never been a previous comment there that it could have been a reply to. Has ao3 finally lost it?? Maybe. Cryptid atmosphere. Contact my family and tell them the ao3 creature got me in case of sudden disappearance.

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I put the 'official' classifications in the brackets behind the reading levels, which I mainly used for average person level references because I read as fast as a neurodivergent kid with more books than friends. No shame if your reading level is 'lower' than you thought, especially if you're not reading in your native language :)

(remember, reading is for fun! (Or general pain and suffering for school/college))

Please share for more data!! I'm curious how fast Tumblr can read :D

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Eat grass

Driven into the cold dead ground

Rise up again and again

Like a deadbeat seed sown in

Freezing new year's resolution

Cold reverence to nothing but

An empty heart filled to the brim

With weedkiller rage

Again

And

Again

You'll try again

I know you will

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Red

I chose red

when i put you on my table

and opened you up,

the broad wires of your inside

breathing dust

powerless in the face

of my grief

I chose red

when I saw the words

that’d done them in

crystal drops on screens

you’ll tell me prayers

breathless singing

I’ll scream them instead

I chose red

when I put your lips

on my edges

and let the fear

swallow me whole

the chasm between us

gaping wide

I chose red

when i learned

that it’s not fair,

and when you painted

you could see nothing

but the towns

their tears crying red

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Ugh… please don’t fail this time..

I’ve try to upload this comic but keep failing…

please stop failing!!! this is last time. 

Keep reading

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Post divorce meeting

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Date Night

Inspiration from Maybe Someday by ineffable_snowman

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Saw a commercial that said “without the letters A B and O there’d be no you”

It was about blood types

As someone versed in fanfic tagging, that’s not the first thing I thought of

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Them <3

I’ve been seeing so much angel Crowley and aziraphale art lately and I can’t stop thinking about them :(((( — also Crowley for sure started the whole concept of angel as a nickname on earth 100%

This is so heavily inspired by @lilpy their art is SO gorgeous

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how'd u get into writing?

Oh- thank you so much for the ask (⁠人⁠ ⁠•͈⁠ᴗ⁠•͈⁠)

I've honestly always been making up stories in my head (as you do as a neurodivergent space cadet) but I got into it more as I started doing roleplay online - yup I had that teenage angst oneliner online forum (mostly amino apps tho) roleplay phase - and realised I was pretty okay at English and my roleplay friends encouraged me to write more about my original characters. But before that I was already big time into reading, esp as a kid I could get through 15 books in a week if the library allowed me (which it did after a while, good times) so the love for stories has always been there. I got more into writing fanfic after reading fanfics for 4+ years and realising "wait I can just write these things" during the summer of my graduation when I had nothing better to do aside from a shitty underpaid cleaning job that was slowly demolishing my soul :D

All in all, the average experience of a neurodivergent kid with equally neurodivergent friends.

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Whenever I read LotR and reach the battle between Eowyn and the Witch-king, I get the impression that the reason why the prophecy loophole works isn’t that the Witch-king is unkillable except for some illogical weakness nobody had thought about yet for misogynistic reasons, but that the Witch-king himself derives so much of his power from the fear he instills in others and from his own belief that he is unkillable. Eowyn doesn’t fear him, because she doesn’t fear death. When she twists his words right back at him, she’s not trying to exploit a prophecy loophole, she’s just making a play on the double meaning of the word «man» with fairly standard battlefield bravado.

But, crucially, it gets the Witch-king wondering if there might be an actual loophole in the prophecy. He starts doubting his own invincibility. There’s no logical reason why a woman might be able to kill him if a man cannot, but prophecies are tricky things. What if …

And this is what undoes him, in the end. This last minute doubt. The Witch-king, deep down, believes that Eowyn can kill him, thus making it possible for her to do so.

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Hello and welcome everyone to my newest project called Pluto reviews where I gush about the amazing fanfics my dear friends wrote <3

I've always (kind of?) wanted to do this for a pretty long time, but was too shy to actually write and post something, so I wanted to thank my very cool friend Nova (aka @min1nova) for asking me to review their fic called To the bone.

Without further ado, let's get to it :3c

Contents:

Introduction ✦ Story summary ✦ My thoughts ✦ Excerpts ✦

‧₊˚✩彡 Introduction

⤷ To the bone is a dark industrial fantasy fanfic based on the Hades video game from 2018. What is dark industrial fantasy, you ask? Imagine Andrzej Sapkowski's Witcher without the high fantasy elements-- heavily inspired by industrial towns in eastern Europe. The main pairing is Thanaots/Zagreus, but there's a smidge of Charon/Hermes in the background, if you're into that too. It is rated as mature, mostly because of its serious and grim nature. It currently has over 4k words, but I'm sure that's gonna change soon, since Nova has a few more chapters planned.

⤷ TW for the first chapter (as described by Nova): blood, mediocre surgery description, Thanatos with the usual amount of stick up his ass(!)

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‧₊˚✩彡 Story summary

⤷ Author's summary:

A small town enshrouded in the march of industrial abuse of the land is the home of many curious figures. Darkness is afoot, sons harbour secret enterprises and death is only a comforting constant here. The gloomy barista of a quiet cafeteria begins to unravel a mystery as an uneventful night turns into a rather harried operation.

⤷ My summary:

The story focuses on a young man named Thanatos, who is trying to make a living as a coffee shop owner in a small mining town called Grobniki. One evening, a heavily wounded man passes out on the doorstep of his establishment and Thanatos decides to take him in and patch him up.

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‧₊˚✩彡 My thoughts

⤷ I might be slightly biased since I got this was a very, very cool story gifted to me by Nova, however! Nova's writing style is so fucking good I simply must promote it whenever I can :3c

⤷ I absolutely love how Nova manages to nail the characterisation no matter the tone she sets for her story. Not only that, the characterisation makes sense within her story. Take Thanatos, for example. He's deadly serious (pun intended) and takes his job very seriously in the game, so it makes sense he would be the same in To the bone. Nova, however takes it to a next level-- we get Thanatos who's kinda scary and is absolutely terrible at social interactions, despite a coffee shop owner. Never would I have thought that Than would choose to talk to people as a job, but holy shit Nova pulls it off so well. And Zagreus-- my god Zagreus!! He's still the talkative, flighty himbo we see in the game, but you can feel he's hiding something behind that smug smile of his. Not gonna lie, when I first read his lines, I could hear his voice saying them.

⤷ Also the general vibe of the story is?? so good?? Nova's fics tend to gravitate towards grittier, more serious aesthetics and I'm all here for it.

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‧₊˚✩彡 Excerpts

And lastly, here are my favourite parts from the first chapter, It begins in the darkness:

The doctor’s son had indeed ventured to open a business of his own. His greyish, darker skin would gleam in the lamplight and contrasted sharply with his ashy platinum hair, hands working deftly and his stride quick as he prepared the orders. Amongst those could be a strange liquid, dark as the night, imported from the imposing, large city so far beyond their reach. The bitter end, a name that caused many a chuckle, was not well visited in the evening, but more and more of the workforce would make their way to the shop in the morning, nursing a cup of the death that served them, even if the only deadly thing about it was the amounts of precious sugar deposited in each and every cup quickly drained before a long day of hard labour and shallow breaths.

⤷ hrrghrgrgh you have. no idea. how much I love Nova's worldbuilding and scene descriptions i mean are you seeing this??? I swear to god they're hogging all that talent it's not fair

“Dear bartender, I would like a small cup of your darkest, with two spoons of sugar please!” The postman all but draped himself over the counter every morning, quite dramatically so. It would be the same every morning, before he ran all the way to the larger town down the river to pick up the post, and in the afternoon he would distribute it among the townsfolk, in their little letterboxes. 

⤷ HERMES IS MY FAVOURITE LITTLE FELLA AND NOVA WRITES HIM SO WELL

“–and then I nearly fell down the bridge, and I saw them all! The fish you were speaking of, I knew it was bad, but not nearly as I saw it, oh the stench!” The postman had seated himself across the fisherman–if one could call the draping that he always tended to do just that–and spoke animatedly. A strange companionship the two nursed over drinks, but Thanatos found himself just a tiny bit envious between the laughter that bounced off the floorboards and the easy way in which they seemed to understand each other, even if they didn’t quite speak each other’s language.

⤷ woe! background charon/hermes be upon ye! (foaming at the mouth they make me so ill in the best way possible)

Thanatos would like to claim that he was not so different from these townsfolk, but that was not entirely true. It took him some time, when he’d been younger, to learn to discern. The vacant eyes were not so different from the vacancy that could dwell in the mind sometimes, after all. Pale skin could glitter so sickly, when one happened to be a patient of his loving mother. 

⤷ i need to print this out and shove it in my mouth this is so fucking good oh my god

After thorough inspection, Thanatos did not find any more grave injuries that needed immediate attention, other than a clean rag over the numerous scrapes that mapped a concerning picture for the observer. The bruises that would certainly grow darker soon, the pale, sweaty skin stretched over a body that would fail the host soon if the wound wasn’t closed soon. When he checked for a pulse, despite the assurance that the body was still breathing, rapidly, there seemed to be next to none. He frowned. 

⤷ another banger paragraph that makes me want to jump up and down while screaming like an ape because i can't handle how beautiful Nova's writing style is

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Anyways, that's all I have for today!

What did you think? Would you like me to continue doing reviews like this? Or better, would you like me to read YOUR fic and do a review of it?

(youtuber voice) let me know what you think in the comments! Until next time!

Yours truly,

Pluto aka midnightfangz <3

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I hope the supportive shade (Hades) and Benny the guitar playing shade (Stray Gods) are dating

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