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Why To Use WordPress for Website Design?

Are you looking to Use WordPress for Website Design? WP is a leading Web design and development company in India. We also offer exceptional graphic designing services in India. in this blog, we define some points regarding the uses of WordPress for website designing.

[wordpressdotcom]

It's time to transfer those domains you have with Google. First million on us. https://bit.ly/3KOdZpZ

[raavenb2619]

I’m not sure when exactly this happened, but I think it’s clear that the aro community really is a community, now.

For the longest time I’ve felt like we were still in stasis, not quite there; a proto-community, yes, but not quite a community. But we have more history now to lean back on, more of each other to talk to and laugh with and cry with and learn from. More people that’ll go forward and make a part of modern aro history. More people that believe us, believe in us, will stand with us if we ask them.

I wouldn’t consider myself an aro elder yet, though each year I’m surprised at how long aromanticism has been a part of my life, how long I’ve been free of doubt or insecurity about my aromanticism, how far we’ve come since I was questioning. Then again, when I was questioning, some of the people I looked up to for guidance were probably close to the age I am now, so I might be there sooner than I think.

And, I’m so so hopeful for all aros, young or old, new or not, because we’ve come so far. Day by day, progress is slow (and yes, it’s unfair, it should be so much faster), but looking back it feels fast. We are our own role models, the people we look up to for guidance. We carve our own path through life, making things up as we go. I used to find that terrifying, because I had no idea what the future would bring. But it’s actually amazing, because I can ignore all these silly “rules” and guidelines about what my life should be, and instead ask, “what do I want my life to be?”

Younger me, you have no idea how awesome your future is gonna be. I’m sorry about the pain and hardship you’ll go through first; it won’t be fair and you shouldn’t have to deal with it. But you’ll make it through, and one day you’ll be me. I can’t wait for you to get here.

[bokujou-monogatari]

It's been a week and a half (perhaps more?) and over 50 different html5/css tutorials saved, and this is what I have to show for my efforts thus far 🥲

my favorite part of this so far has been making the sidebar buttons

[capesandshapes]

[nightmareevara]

My favorite conspiracy theory is that you care about my silence and my absence.

[essektheylyss]

It is very funny learning the absolute basics of various coding languages having approximate knowledge of many things, because I would be the first to tell you I cannot code web pages and my HTML is extremely scattershot, but I had to read a basic tutorial for both HTML and CSS this week and was immediately like, "Ohhhhh. Everything makes sense now." I had a ton of random elements but NO syntax so the moment the basic syntax was explained, I was suddenly like, ah. I can redesign my website now. GREAT.

[transcendragon]

Election Night Poem

Stop

Stop looking at the polls,

And look into my eyes.

Before a single thing,

Before any one of 50 states swing,

Before the news and texts,

Before the speeches lead on to the next,

Listen.

I love you.

I love you.

I love you, and I will be there for you.

I love you.

Can you hear me?

Take a break from the rest of the world

For just a moment let me be all

And listen

I love you.

We will take care of each other.

I love you.

That’s all.

[cupidsvx]

stop - cease, halt, stay, pause, discontinue, conclude, end, finish, quit.

story - tale, myth, legend, fable, yarn, account, narrative, chronicle, epic, sage, anecdote, record, memoir.

strange - odd, peculiar, unusual, unfamiliar, uncommon, queer, weird, outlandish, curious, unique, exclusive, irregular.

take - hold, catch, seize, grasp, win, capture, acquire, pick, choose, select, remove, steal, lift, rob, engage, bewitch, purchase, buy, retract, recall, assume, occupy, consume.

tell - disclose, reveal, show, expose, uncover, relate, narrate, inform, advise, explain, divulge, declare, command, order, bid, recount, repeat.

think - judge, deem, assume, believe, consider, contemplate, reflect, meditate.

trouble - distress, anguish, anxiety, worry, wretchedness, pain, danger, peril, disaster, grief, misfortune, difficulty, concern, pains, inconvenience, exertion, effort.

true - accurate, right, proper, precise, exact, valid, genuine, real, actual, trusty, steady, loyal, dependable, sincere, staunch.

[xiaogesword]

when the mlc novel gave us 'this' scene and expected us to be ok afterward | part 1

Part 1 features a scene from Volume 1, chapter 16 - where Di Feisheng and Li Lianhua meet for the first time in ten years ~

Li Lianhua looked up and sighed softly, his eyes looking a little desolate and lonely as they shone in the silvery moonlight.

He turned around to gaze at the empty courtyard. There were several clusters of peonies there. At this time of year, only a few snow-covered branches were left. Nothing was attractive about them, but he still gazed at them.

He stood quietly in the courtyard for a long moment. Finally, he stepped to the side and turned to leave.

After walking slowly for about ten steps, Li Lianhua stopped in his tracks and turned his back to the flowers.

“Who’s here?” he asked calmly.

The courtyard had been empty just earlier as he stared at it, but now, standing there in the snow among the peonies, was a man. His hands were clasped behind his back, and it seemed as if he had been standing there for a long while.

“Your hearing is even better than before,” the man said flatly. His tone had no emotion like he was neither speaking to a friend nor an enemy.

“You were heavier on your feet when you landed… ” Li Lianhua smiled gently, “...Di Feisheng.”

Li Lianhua continued, “Even though you have taken the Weeping Guanyin, your injury from back then can’t be healed in merely a day or two. It's no wonder you don’t want to leave footprints on the snow, the sound of your movement could even be heard by peddlers and petty thieves.”

The man in the peonies was silent for a moment before he spoke.

"Even after everything that has happened to you, you're still the same Li Xiangyi after all."

Even though the man's tone didn't change much, there was no denying the sincere admiration in his voice as he spoke the words.

Li Lianhua chuckled, "Thank you. And you're still the same Di Feisheng after all. I thought there was no cure for your injury from our battle in the East Sea. How did you find out about the Weeping Guanyin? Human beings are so resourceful in this world."

Standing among the peonies, the man in the green robes and cloth shoes seemed a little surprised, "Your temperament has changed a lot over the years."

Li Lianhua smiled gently, "And yours hasn't changed at all."

Di Feisheng didn't answer.

~

(x.)

[what-have-i-unleashed]

you'll never take the blame like me

killer sees a familiar face. he's not happy about it.

(cw: off-screen minor character death, violence (because it's killer))

it's a pretty uneventful job all in all. the guy killer managed to lure into an alleyway behind a bar wasn't exactly a screamer. he struggled for a mere two minutes before giving up and resigning to his fate. it was honestly sad to witness, and here killer has thought that the human's indomitable will was an actual thing that he might be able to scare this guy into.

whatever. killer figures he shouldn't care about some prick who regularly terrorized monsters in the neighborhood anyway. at least this universe is marginally better now.

but to be honest, killer is starting to get bored with the killings. it was the most fun in the beginning, but over time he's started to predict what his victims are going to do, what they're going to say. trying to run away, pleading with him to no avail, threatening to call the cops. meh, it's so rote. the surprises he got were far and few between, but his boos were the most fun. they are also the few who escaped his homicidal intents intact. compared to them, his other victims are just not up to standards, sadly.

killer walks into the bar's kitchen and rummages through the cupboard to find any baking soda and vinegar. check and check. he washes the blood of his favorite knife in the sink then mixes the baking soda and vinegar together. after putting his knife into the mixture to let it wash off any blood stains, killer sits on a countertop and starts scrolling through his phone. first, quick message to his boo number one.

knife guy finished last: heya cinnabunny, gonna come over your place tonight (･ω<) evil toast: k. ill get cleaning supplies knife guy finished last: omg thanks so much babe <3

grinning, killer waits for a few minutes to see if he gets any reply back before opening his message to his boo number two, all the while cleaning his knife with water and soap again.

rattling raccoon: will be at murder's place tonight. wanna come, honey boo? power ranger: stop calling me that power ranger: wtf did you change my name power ranger: nvm power ranger: yeah i'm coming rattling raccoon: haha sure u will ( ͡�� ͜ʖ ͡°) power ranger: i'm blocking you rattling raccoon: noooo i'm just joking (>_<) rattling raccoon: ... maybe power ranger: fine. i'm not inviting you to the cookout rattling raccoon: wait what cookout rattling raccoon: babe what cookout???

as killer gets out of the bar and into the alleyway, all the while texting on his phone, he senses it - the too-familiar feeling of someone watching him. casually putting away his phone, he leans against the wall, waiting for his secret admirer to come out of the shadows.

"come on. i know you're there. don't be shy now," he calls out, idly spinning his knife like a fidget toy.

the shadows shift as someone steps out, and killer forces his shoulders to be relaxed as he sees who it is. oh great, it's that guy. color, or whatever name he goes by nowadays. they're all sanses to him anyway.

"you again, huh?" killer muses, his eyesocket giving an involuntary twitch. "do you even know when to give up?"

"i'm just passing by," color smiles hesitantly. "you don't look busy. i just want to say hello."

"hmm no. not interested," killer tosses back and starts walking out of the alleyway. he's got to about five steps when color shortcuts in front of him, making him stop in his track.

"killer-" color starts, but killer cuts him off quickly.

"listen, whatever you're gonna evangelize about, i don't want to hear it," he puts his hands along side his knife inside his pockets. "how many times do i have to tell you? i'm not him."

"i know," color says forlornly. killer would almost feel bad for the guy, if it wasn't for the fact that he's standing in his way right now, dragging around that baggage of his that killer doesn't want to touch with a ten-foot pole.

"then why are you here?" he asks, trying to look as unconcerned as he can. his unwanted visitor looks at him with an undecipherable expression on his face before replying.

"things are... happening - big things. i just want to warn you beforehand, as a courtesy. no strings attached, i promise."

that's the thing about color. he's infuriatingly attuned to killer's wants and needs, almost to a creepy degree. he knows what to say to killer, and he knows what to do with him. killer can see why any other version of him would be interested in the guy, but he won't. even when his script is telling him to. even when his entire being is forcibly drawn to the alluring prospect of completing his happy ending.

(no. never again.

he will carve his own path. his own happy ending.

no one controls him. no one.)

"spill then. quickly. i have other things to tend to."

killer can tell color is curious, but he remains tight-lipped about his private life as always. let color guess what the serial killer does in his free time - that'll keep him busy for a bit.

"something is brewing across the n2-verse cluster. no one's got a clue what it is yet, but important people are missing, lodestars and the like. some sectors are turning destabilized, dragging other neighboring ones in the collapse too."

shit, that doesn't sound good. "it's not an error thing?"

"core frisk doesn't think so. errors are conspicuous - at least the ones we know are. there would have been tampering signs otherwise."

"n2..." killer hums. "so it's just near here." one more thing to worry about, he supposes.

"yeah. i'm just telling you to be careful," color fidgets with something under his coat. "you're an anomaly. killer variants are under more surveillance now per new emergency protocols. capture on sight."

"heh, when aren't we?" killer smirks, though his soul is beating faster than normal. color is right - this cannot be good. it will interfere with much of his work, both his personal leisure activities and his tasks with his mysterious benefactor. not to mention, his meetings with both of his friends-with-benefits. he probably needs to lay low for a while, which is not exactly something he copes with well historically.

"is that all?" killer asks, a bit wary when color shakes his head.

"... there's another thing," color says, but he's hesitant. killer braces himself, and he knows color can tell, infuriatingly enough. "your soul... how is it?"

"what," killer utters with a dead smile on his face. he tilts his head, his face half-morphed into the scary face he's been told to possess. "are you asking me out?"

"no!" color squawks, his face burning with embarrassment. "it's just- it's that- with my killer-"

"okay that's it," killer cuts him off. "i think i heard enough. can i go now?"

"... yeah, you can go."

with that, killer shortcuts to behind color and starts walking away. but not before the colorful skeleton monster has to have the last words.

"you know that you can trust me to help you, right?"

those familiar words again, and they make killer's soul pulse with something. yearning, he thinks. it's a longing of a hundred lives before him, something he has sworn to never walk again. so he squares his shoulders and briskly walks away. away from color. away from his nonexistent past and predestined future. only the present is worth his dedication.

he'll carve his own path from now on.

[wordpressdotcom]

It’s time to transfer those domains you have with Google. First million on us, while it lasts. https://bit.ly/469owUY

[unpretty]

Hey, related to your website migration, are you following any of the recent WordPress drama?

honestly i spent months trying to find a way to make ghost work for me so i could get off wordpress and away from photomatt's ability to tantrum but it just wasn't fucking happening. wordpress is what all the plugins are for and that's what makes it versatile. if a payment processor exists, someone has made a wordpress plugin for it. every single alternative i've seen, if you get booted off stripe for smut crimes, you're fucked. i'm still able to use stripe and haven't had any problems, but i like to be prepared for the possible futures where i can't take payments with stripe anymore. so... wordpress. if i didn't want to paywall content or take payments i probably could have switched, but that's the Whole Point, so here we are.

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[importantandunavoidable]

wordpress is so fucking bad

[volixia669]

Matty boy, if your AI is gonna keep flagging GOLDEN GIRLS posts as "too mature" while there's still transphobes and nazis on this site...Oh and while you keep getting advertisement money from the Trump grifters, well. I think we're going to have a problem.