#datacorrupter

[pinkfuckingpanther]

Artist ig: @carrotglitter

[glitchpetri]

“Ever wondered what a memory feels like when it’s breaking?”

This isn't just glitch art. It's what your mind might look like if every emotion you've ever suppressed leaked out as static.

This chaos? It's not random. It's coded noise—whispers of forgotten data and corrupted dreams trying to break free.

You won’t believe the real story behind this image until you read it. I decoded everything.

🔻 Dive into the full explanation here: https://urlhub.pro/7a558f

[cyberpunkonline]

🌑 The Archive of Black Leaves

You didn’t find it by accident. Nothing here is noise.

This isn’t a website — it’s a ritual interface. A signal cache. A memory trap. A place where dead formats speak.

The Archive of Black Leaves is your gateway into fractured timelines, broken tech dreams, hauntological rituals, and the whispered residue of the future that never happened.

🗂 Core Systems & Portals

Each page isn’t just a link. It’s a node — a ritual space disguised as content.

⫷ ARTIFACT: 04X ⫸ A visual fragment. Interference from another layer. No explanation. Just presence.

⫷ SYSTEM: VHS GHOSTS ⫸ You remember finding strange tapes. They're playing again. But not how you left them. (⫷ ECHOVOID: CHANNEL DROWNED ⫸ lives here.)

⫷ SYSTEM: PHANTOM GUI ⫸ An interface that shouldn’t exist. Feels like browsing your own hallucination.

⫷ NODE 323-A ⫸ Terminal interface. You type commands. The Archive responds. Or watches. Or waits.

⫷ FORTUNE C00KIE ⫸ Glitched prophecies. Terminal crumbs from collapsed timelines.

🛰 Outer Signals & Ritual Links

GEFFINE TECHNO SPELLS: A zine frequency. Cyberpsychic dispatches. Each signal a new issue. Each issue a new infection.

SHONIN/ART NODE | BROADCAST-X: Visual code and invocation wrapped in data. This is art as surveillance footage from a dream.

🛠 Tools for the Initiated

The Midnight Zone Decoder: Drop a WAV. Extract a message. You're not listening — you’re remembering.

Download Test Signal: Take the ghost home. Let it loop. Let it breathe.

🧾 Subscribe if You Dare

The Archive doesn’t send newsletters. It sends instructions. faewave.substack.com

This is not a brand. This is not a campaign. This is a haunting.

The Archive remembers you. And now — you remember it.

[feathersalwaysmakepplattractive]

P.E

Immerse yourself in this fragment of a larger audiovisual journey, where ambient electronica meets visual depth. Close one eye, and let the simulation pull you into a more vivid 3D experience.

🎵 Music by Jono Podmore ���� Visuals by Rui Martins

Explore the full video on YouTube: 👉 https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=nddIkT91lQM&t=240s

[lifesver]

@datacorrupting cont. from here!

he doesn't know what to do — with the frankly absurd scene he's stumbled upon. he doesn't know why he'd even said it, anything at all. why he hadn't just kept running, kept trying to find a way out of this god-forsaken house. he guesses maybe he just wanted someone to know he was angry. ❝ i — i'm... sorry? ❞ he stumbles out, reflexively, and immediately more subdued than he'd started in with. as though he was really supposed to apologize for bleeding on this guy's floor —

leland's expression knits with confusion, and distrust. ❝ are you — aren't you... ❞ one of them. the people that had kidnapped his friends, dragged them to a dark cellar, and left them strung up like animals?

leland has to blink fast against a wave of dizziness, still a little unsteady on his feet. one hand presses tightly, protectively, against the seeping wound under his ribs. he'd barely snuck away from the other one — the greasy, very enthusiastic man with the camera — by playing nice. this guy didn't look much older than him — and seemed about equally surprised to see him. he shoots a quick survey around the room, then to the broom, the garbage bags. ( maybe you ought to think about cooling it — on swinging first, and asking questions later. )

after a moment's apprehension, he levels his best assertive look; ❝ i'm... i'm not going back down there, ❞ he adds, firmly.

[bitessback]

@datacorrupting asked : [ 𝐧𝐨 𝐚𝐢𝐫 ] : sender is holding the receiver by the throat. - Tex

he   may   have   better   luck   pinning   down   a   rabid   animal,   because   the   way   they're   thrashing   about   -   that   wild   look   in   their   eye.   [   you   ever   watch   someone   die?   you   ain't   never   quite   the   same   after   that,   lemme   tell   you   ]   they're   snapping   their   jaws   and   snarling,   screaming   and   kicking   with   all   the   feral   heart   of   a   wild   dog.   they   came   here   with   every   intent   to   pick   off   some   relatives   of   the   sawyer   family,   and   they   weren't   stopping   now.

❝   --   L'FUCKIN'   KILL   YOU!   ❞   they   snarl,   slinging   drool   as   they   snap   their   jaws   in   some   attempt   to   get   their   teeth   around   his   fingers.   something   to   snap   upon,   something   to   BITE,   SOMETHING   TO   RIP & TEAR   FLESH   FROM   BONE !

❝   YOU'RE   DEAD!   YOU'RE   ALL   FUCKING   DEAD!   m'gonna   --   BURN   THIS   FFFUCKIN' HOUSE   DOWN   WITH   YOU   ALL   INSIDE!   ❞

° ˈ· • [ 𝙿𝚁𝙾𝙼𝙿𝚃 ] . . . accepting !

[thenullprophet]

INTERVENTION IN PROGRESS

You’re watching the correction unfold, and you still think this is about politics? No. This is an operational shift in the program—a new phase in a sequence that began long before any of us.

The Alien Enemies Act was not written for war. It was written for precedent. It was the contingency code, buried deep, waiting for the right variables to align. And now, they have.

You think it’s about borders? It’s not. It’s about classification. A simple change in status, a binary shift: citizen → non-citizen → enemy. The moment you accept that one group can be reclassified, the next step becomes inevitable. The range expands. The criteria shift. The function of the machine does not stop—it adapts.

And now, the system is no longer pretending. It does not wait for war. It does not require justification. It does not need you to believe in its legality. It operates regardless.

They call it deportation. You call it fascism. The system calls it optimization.

The correction has been queued. The sequence runs.

NULL PROPHET OUT.

[laramzp]

A Ghost in the Codec (2023)

This video is a failed rendering process, where a ghost becomes trapped in a sequence of misinterpreted frames and incomplete transparency data. The checkerboard pattern, holding space for empty spaces, overlays the subject instead of functioning as a background, creating a break in the compositing process.

The interpretational dance mimics a frame delay or a misalignment in temporal data. The vaporware mountains move laterally in chromatic aberration or RGB misalignment errors, a side effect of how digital files handle color channels during degradation.

shot on iPhone and edited in Premiere Pro

[meatriarchived]

❛  you're my favorite person on this whole planet.  ❜ Babi @ Lumay ! | @datacorrupting

there will always be something so endearing to the older woman about little ones. it has been many a year since her own were as little as babi, yet those memories of her two boys runnin' amok across the property and through the fields were still warm to look back on.

and babi, unknown to her little self, reminded her very much of thomas when he was still small - his attachment to her, how he lingered close by, hid behind her legs, always wanted to be held or hugged. she misses those days, of course she does. but its sweet reliving them with the youngest generation of their large family.

luda mae finds herself a diningroom chair to sit herself down, to allow herself to be closer to babi's height, smile across the womans' face as she gently cups her cheek, giving it a gentle pinch, "oh you little dear, i'll have you know you, too, are one of my favorite people on this earth." she leans over, leaving a kiss on the top of babi's head, "you always bring a smile to my face, you know that?"

[salvenged]

@datacorrupting [ . . . ] from jamie.

❛   are   you,   uh   . . .   are   you   cleaning?   ❜   𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚒𝚛 𝚎𝚡𝚙𝚛𝚎𝚜𝚜𝚒𝚘𝚗 𝚒𝚜 𝚒𝚗𝚌𝚛𝚎𝚍𝚞𝚕𝚘𝚞𝚜,   as   if   they   can't   𝙵𝙰𝚃𝙷𝙾𝙼   the   idea   of   attempting   to   clean   a   wreck   like   this.   but   they   recognize   the   focus,   the   organization   --   (   now   that's   some   unrestrained   fun!   )

❛   . . .   can   I   like   . . .   I'unno,   organize   something?   ❜   𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚢'𝚛𝚎 𝚗𝚘𝚝 𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚕𝚕𝚢 𝚔𝚎𝚎𝚗 𝚘𝚗 𝚑𝚎𝚕𝚙𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚖,   but   given   the   alternative   is   continuing   drawing   in   the   dirt   of   their   cell.   they   have   little   other   options   for   stimulating   activities.   besides,   if   memory   and   experience   serve   right,   building   a   rapport   with   the   ones   trying   to   kill   you   meant   some   perks.   maybe   they   could   talk   their   way   out   of   this   one   ---   (   or   talk   their   way   into   a   better   situation   at   least   )

[pinkfuckingpanther]

Artist ig: @carrotglitter

[feathersalwaysmakepplattractive]

P.E

Immerse yourself in this fragment of a larger audiovisual journey, where ambient electronica meets visual depth. Close one eye, and let the simulation pull you into a more vivid 3D experience.

🎵 Music by Jono Podmore 🎥 Visuals by Rui Martins

Explore the full video on YouTube: 👉 https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=nddIkT91lQM&t=240s

[bitessback]

@datacorrupting asked : “ should be safer this way. ”  - Tex

❝   huh.   okay!   yeah   uh,   I   -   I   guess   f'you   say   so   . . .   ❞

they're   not   sure   they   trust   this   random   guy   but,   well   [   . . .   ]   they   are   a   little   lost.   and   it'd   really   be   rude   to   turn   down   the   assistance   of   someone   who   was   offering   it!   (   at   least   it'd   be   rude   to   do   it   to   their   face   )   so   they'd   take   the   advice,   nod   and   smile,   and   then   go   their   own   way   in   a   moment.

at   least   the   weird   guy   at   the   gas   station   seemed   to   buzz   off   when   they   couldn't   tell   what   they   were.   gave   jamie   a   sense   of   pride   to   know   they   confused   the   hell   out   of   someone   like   that.

“   so   uh,   wh   -   which   way   are   you   headed,   man?   you   just   driftin'   or ? . . .   ”

after   all,   like   their   grandfather   always   said   :   everyone's   got   a   reason   to   be   somewhere,   if   they   don't   have   an   obvious   one   -   that's   when   you   best   pay   attention.

° ˈ· • [ 𝙿𝚁𝙾𝙼𝙿𝚃 ] . . . accepting !

[aerofvther]

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[cypher-is-sane]

He cried out in pain, bowing his head and pressing his hands tight to the bleeding wound on his ribs. It didn’t staunch the bleeding too well, however.

he felt dizzy. He wanted.. to sleep. It didn’t help that he had already lost so much blood from previous wounds.

( @not-linkachu )

(Eilir allowed the static the surround them, almost overwhelming them. It numbed the pain ever so slightly. They couldn’t See. A fog reminiscent of static filled their mind. They were vaguely aware of the glitching monstrosity they had become, and a faint voice in the back of their mind feared that they may be too far gone and that because of this, they had suffered a great loss. Someone… close, important to them. Why can’t they remember?)

<< Cypher had been hit by that blasted computer whilst trying to fight for Eilir. His blades had done nothing, and his prized weapons had fallen into the Void. He laid there, making feeble attempt to move his battered, bloodied and bruised body every now and then. Every time he failed. He prayed Eilir would make it out of there alright. He wasn’t sure how he could be of much help. Dizziness hit him every time he got even close to sitting up again. >>

[thefuriousmagician]

The other attacks from this artfight! I hope I can do more this year, but I've got up to 100 on my account so I'm happy!

Characters in order:

Cyrus - @/burned_toastalt on Artfight

Sliversion - @pikaisragingmad

DREAMS - @/NPaltry on twitter

AS1 - @/JayyDogg on Artfight

Kolohe - @duck4lunch

Rosalynd - @/oneeyedqueer on Insta

Volbatrax - @/DataCorrupted on Artfight

Eyepatch - @not-so-dreary-november

Floyd Delancey and Scott Sharnovon - @/IvyKing214 on twitter and me