#tHIS IS A RLY GOOD EDIT

[hinamie]

cursed kids v2 ⚠️👹

i've been a jjk first years stan since day one and have been wanting to redraw the first art i did featuring the three of them

[dapper-lil-arts]

Yet another unedited MLP clip

[blanketfortz]

like looking in a mirror

[kazamajun]

[sentientsky]

Kanika Lawton, “Girl as Burning,” Wildfire Heart

petition for crowley to fistfight god in s3

[speakofcompersion]

A beautiful view

[midnightclover]

Summon Night: Swordcraft Story (ATLUS, 2003)

[dandelion-roots]

I MADE MY FIRST ANIMATIC AT LAST IT IS DONE

it takes place between the cellar scene and the lovecraft fight but has flashbacks to a bunch of other stuff (with my little headcanon kisses <3)

thank you for checking out my janky first born if you do!!!

[bishblip]

The damn clown messed up my color scheme

not like there was one to begin with

[majunju]

I found so many new cool games from you:0 Can you do a list of what you play, please? It’s mostly otome, right?

oh of course! these are the otome games that i'm currently playing/have played recently:

virche evermore (switch)

birushana: rising flower of genpei (switch)

jack jeanne (switch)

even if tempest + even if tempest dawning connections (switch)

lovebrush chronicles (this one's a phone game but it's still classified as an otome game)

yumekuro (same as above)

[j00stkl31n]

🌪️ A video of Joost dancing from his twitter 🌪️

[campbyler]

current ch09.2 word count: 26,369

current ch09 total running word count: 48,715

current mental state: unwell (/pos)

[moxie-girl]

DRDT SPOILERS!

also hey. do we think the reason for David’s “people never change” breakdown is bc of what Arei said to him and then she immediately got killed? goddd do we think he genuinely wanted to believe what she was saying a little bit??? we never saw his face in that scene… and then she shows up dead - the very next day! - kinda like Xander… he’s this close to a breakdown I can feel ittt

[didderd]

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*Simping simping simping*

Fell might have some competition 👀 (jk I'm poly)

[onemillionfurries]

my biggest pet peeve with web 2.0 dying is that people really think that the cryptobro web 3.0 is the inevitable next step. like it's written in stone that the internet will take the form of NFTs and cryptocurrency and the "metaverse" in the future.

like. come on. when was the last time you've actually seen anything NFT related in the year of our lord 2023? has ANYONE other than the cryptobros and their bots on twitter been talking about it?? what about the "metaverse"??? im pretty sure Meta itself even dropped their vr "metaverse" crap.

also even if the "mainstream" internet DOES go in that direction, that doesn't mean we need to follow? Despite the total takeover of web 2.0 and social media, personal sites and forums DO still exist. there are still IRC chats and MUCKs and MUDs. We will still have websites and web browsers in a web 3.0-dominated internet. even if those become niche.

plus, i think the whole reason web 2.0 and social media took off in the first place was because it was convenient. rather than building your own website from scratch, you instead had your own profile that you can easily upload photos to and set your mood and make small posts. people saw it as a way to easily keep up with friends, so they flocked to it.

what the fuck does web 3.0 offer to the average person? needing to put on a clunky, expensive set of goggles to virtually attend a work meeting? artificial scarcity assigned to shitty monkey jpegs?? other than techbros and billionares creating artificial hype around this shit to get people flocking there, what actually has people staying?

[sentientsky]

he asks you to come with him, the rising tones of his voice like an ache in your chest. i need you, he says. be together, he says. and you'd do anything for him. right? but how could he ask you to return to the scene of the crime? to play necromancer and let him lead your corpse, lurching/rotting/keening, through corridors that have always been too-sharp, too-white, too-mouthcrackingopenlikeathreat. the cherubs all show their teeth, and you both know any good autoclave won't tolerate infection.

how can you be expected to return to the same place that first ruined you?—to the house that killed the angel that once looked like you, that once wore your face and pressed stars into the universe's side? to the place that carved bits of God out from under your skin, digging deep into flesh and muscle and carotid artery?

how do you tell him that you love him, but that your body still flinches in the sterile fluorescent heat of holy light? that you'd sooner bite the hand that pushed you from a steep height than return on hollow half-promises of a gentle touch; that you'd gnaw your own leg off if it meant freeing yourself from the open/close bear trap of your mother's embrace?

he asks you to come with him.

the nightingales have never been so quiet.