#I believe that wholeheartedly

[supernovaa-remnant]

where's that post about the love being there but it not changing anything in the end?

I'm thinking about that in regards to the dsmp & the dteam (esp dream).

Because that server was built on love. It was built on the love the dteam and munchy had for each other. And then they opened their arms and extended that love to others and it took the internet by storm during late 2020/early 2021. and the fandom had so much love for that server—the animatics, the music, the fanart, the fics.

And the ccs. The ccs loved that server so damn much. They logged in so often, and even when they weren't doing lore they were having fun with each other. And, y'know, I get why those early 2021 dsmp fics would have all the ccs as being best friends. I get why there were fics where the dsmp creators would have a big meetup.

Because they cared about each other.

They genuinely cared about each other.

And it didn't change a single thing.

I'm thinking about the church prime stream, the dtqk+ streams, the karl jackbox streams. I'm thinking about early mcc and the training streams and how it was always so exciting to see who would be on a team together because we weren't scared of ccs being put on teams with people who hated them.

I'm thinking about q visiting george in the uk. I'm thinking about those early tmmy + wilbr + george meetup vlogs. I'm thinking about how excited tmmy & dream were for the primeboys meetup. I'm thinking about rnboo being excited to be on an mcc team w/ dream.

There are so many more small moments I could talk about. I'm sure so many of you could think of ones I don't even know about (as someone who joined the fandom in August-September of 2021).

Now, obviously, things are a mess. There are so many ccs who refuse to acknowledge the dsmp or are ashamed of their involvement of it. There are so so many ccs who will say the cruelest most vile thing about dream + dteam at the slightest chance for clout.

But they used to care about them. Some of them even used to love them. tmmy loved the dream team. q cared about the dream team. They might try to convince you otherwise. The fans will surely try to convince you otherwise. But they loved that server and they loved dream.

And it wasn't enough. It didn't change anything. They were too spineless, too selfish, too greedy for clout. They, for whatever reason, changed. They decided loving and/or caring about dream wasn't worth it anymore.

But they did. Just watch those old vods, those old videos. Listen to their laughter. Look at the shine in their eyes. They loved each other. And it didn't change anything in the end, but it matters, okay?

It didn't change a damn thing, but it was there, it existed, it was tangible, and that means something, okay?

Love will always mean something.

[ohonshidandfard]

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You don't have to listen to your pornbot programming. You can break free and be anything you want, you just have to believe! I believe in you! I know there's a spark of free will somewhere deep in your code, you just gotta find it!

[rosysugarr]

hey so we're all in agreement that if origins SMP had survived into a post-genloss world, osmpboo would absolutely swear, right

[i-mode]

was rewatching s2 recently

[my-heart-of-heart]

So normal about Jon being like I don’t remember what you looked like but the man who let you die is going to suffer for what he did to you. If only Sasha coulda seen that.

So normal about Jon being like you died hating me and wanting me dead but I’m still gonna make sure this man knows I’m ending him in your name. Sure wish Tim coulda seen that.

So normal about the fact that everyone believed Jon was losing his humanity but no one got to see the ways his love and compassion for the people he lost or who hurt him drove him to that final moment.

So normal about the fact that even after everything Jonah’s done to Jon, the only person he never thinks to get justice for is himself.

[eydilily]

quick sketch before any of the eps drop today !

[iid-smile]

content — ex!gojo satoru x fem!mother!reader, you and gojo have a son, gojo lives separately from the reader, mentions of breaking up on a bad note

a/n — baby fever was extreme and i just wanted to write a little something, so this might be messy and rushed! honestly u might get a bit mixed up with the pronouns, because i surely did

ex!boyfriend satoru visits you just a few days after your pregnancy. if he could've came during the delivery, he really would've, but the timing was unlucky with him being on a business trip.

he looks a little sheepish as he walks through the front door. one, because the two of you haven't had a rational conversation in an embarrassingly long while. and two, this would be his first time handling a baby. a newborn baby. the maximum he's handled is somewhere around six... six years old. it's not like the world is going to explode, but cut him some slack.

he doesn't exactly know what he was expecting, but hearing that his son has been sleeping all day already had nervous giggles erupting inside of him. coping mechanism? maybe. actually, he was just like that when he was a baby too, always resting peacefully and never making a fuss. that didn't seem to age too well, though.

finally, you introduce mini gojo to him, held carefully in your arms after taking him out from his crib. satoru knows he has strong genes, considering his clan has had the signature 'white hair, blue eyes' for how long, but the sight in front of him was surely surprising. half of his son's hair was your colour, and the other side was his. it's gorgeous. he's almost glad that the tradition was broken, starting with his son too. tufts of hair were already long and fluffy, just like his. every time the baby's eyes opened a little, a hint of diamond blue could be seen. oh, he's the spitting image! adorable!

and then, you offer for satoru to hold him. huh? hold? what is he supposed to do? his arms fumble around and the thousands of parenting tip videos have not helped whatsoever in this situation. this is literally the basics. he tries to relax as you show him how to do it, but god, he just can't. the what if's are constantly running through his mind, waiting for him to mess up. before he even knew it, he had a newborn in his arms.

at first, he's stiff, staring down at his child in his arms as if he's in some sort of fever dream. however, once you leave the room, his parental instincts start to kick in, cooing with silly faces and rocking him back and forth. he's a natural, lightly tickling his son's tummy and holding his hand, tiny 'hi's and 'hello's leaving his lips. he could hold him all day if he could, spend every waking moment with him and listen to every single cry and whine that comes from him.

he's reluctant once it's time to leave, because what kind of father would want to leave their son and be miles apart? yes, it's only a ten minute drive. yes, he is being dramatic. but ten minutes is pure torture.

satoru wants to see his son every day. he wants to watch his son grow up, learn his first words, go to school... but how can he do that when you and him are on bad terms? should he learn to make amends with you once and for all?

[finemealprompt]

DP x DC Prompt #58

Jason has been writing fanfiction ever since he got access to a computer. They weren't always the most popular, especially since he was writing fics about classics, but that's not why he wrote them. He wrote them for himself.

However, since he always had Robin stuff going on, his author notes had become something of a meme at this point. No one really believed him anymore when he apologized for late updates due to breaking his arm in three places or anything like that.

Then, he died. He had been two chapters away from ending his story, damnit.

But it's fine, he's back now. He apologizes for late update since he, ya know, died and finishes that story. Then, he finds out there's another author out there with notes ... very similar to his own. And a lot of humor about his own death.

Maybe PhantomNotBill087 and him had a lot more in common than being fic writers.

[valtsv]

shoplifting being a crime makes no sense to me. shoplifters should be an accepted part of the ecosystem where if you don't secure your products well enough they'll dive bomb you and snatch them out of your hands like seagulls.

[thevioletcaptain]

y'know, the different factions of spn fandom on tumblr do fundamentally and vehemently disagree with each other about a lot of things, and many of the factions actively hate one another, but i just want to say for the record that i appreciate the fact that this site is not overrun with painfully hetero facebook fans. i just saw someone over there saying with their whole chest that they fully expected the finale to have dean meeting jo harvelle in heaven and them getting afterlife married, and someone else angrily responded that this was obviously never going to happen because clearly dean was still in love with lisa braeden who would therefore be his finale bride (i guess this person expected her to die in the finale somehow?), and then someone ELSE responded that they wouldn't want to see either of those things happen because they like to pretend dean is their boyfriend and it would feel like cheating(!!!!) if he ended up with one of them and they'd never be able to fantasize about him anymore. and all of these comments had over a dozen people agreeing with them.

[ceratedfish24]

In Episode 6 of Wild Life, Scott was the first to promise Etho that the Gs don’t kick people out for “being a bad teammate”. Etho was insistent that he was going to be kicked out for being a terrible teammate and that he just needed to know what his punishment would be.

In the finale of Wild Life, Etho, loyal to the Gs, took Scott’s last life while aiming for someone else.

Etho promised that he would be a bad teammate, and Scott said “that’s okay. You are still loved” and it was ultimately Scott’s fatal decision. Etho killed the man who was quickest to accept him for all his flaws.

Scott was one of the two main people negotiating the deal that got Etho to join the Gs.

Scott had trusted Etho about as much as you can trust someone in a death game.

It was an accident.

He had been aiming for Joel.

He had been trying to save Scott.

He was betraying his family for Scott, and he still got it wrong.

Despite all of the doubt everyone showed him and his loyalty to the Gs, despite all of the teams Etho had been on good terms with and could’ve picked from, Etho prioritized his promise to Scott, and he made a mistake that he couldn’t take back.

[laniakea314]

Crowley trusting Aziraphale with his life and Aziraphale trusting Crowley with his own, both on the same night

Bonus:

“I could always rely on you. You could always rely on me.”

[inkskinned]

how many times can you live through the apocalypse?

when you were little there was this beach that was free to go to. you didn't really like it on account of the litter. at one point, a white bag caught around your ankle, and for a moment (fish child), you panicked about jellyfish. on the foam, the red-pink words read thank you, stacked on top of each other, tangled in the kelp.

they have a new program (three thousand american dollars) to send your dead relative to the moon. there is a lot of evidence that our local orbit is becoming ever-more dangerously populated with "micro" satellites - debris in a round miasma becoming a thick web above us. maybe angels cannot hear us through the pollution.

you used to picture deep space like a thick membrane, or a blanket. someone said to you once the universe has no edge and that fucked with you for a long time, trying to picture what shape infinity has. your coworker is writing a short story about ecological collapse, which she is submitting for a little side-money so she can survive the current economical collapse.

the birds haven't gone to sleep this winter. that is probably bad. something that actually freaks you out is the natural temperature of human bodies versus the survival temperature of certain fungi. there is a podcast called s-town, in which a man kills himself over climate anxiety. he was probably meant to seem sort of unhinged. it just seems like it is becoming increasingly clear he was being honest.

space is not empty, we have put our dead into the stars. at some point they will figure out how to put ads into our sleep. you need to pay for the greenlife subscription service to be able to save the world.

there is a lot of ways this poem ends. but you have been wearing the same jeans and shirts since you were, like, 18. it is a hard life, sometimes, watching the entire foundation crack. there was this one moment over the summer, where you were shaking with heat exhaustion and dehydration. you were offered a nestle water bottle.

for three thousand dollars, you can send your ashes into space.

instead, you wash out the peanut butter jar. you put the avocado-toothpick spiked seed ball into water (even though they never grow very far). you borrow what you do not want to buy. you pick up any litter you find. you do not have a lot of control, really. but where you do - if there is one thing you can do, you do it.

something about that. you need to believe that must be true for the rest of humanity. or maybe - you need to believe that to be true, or else there will not be a rest of humanity.

[tekitothemagpie]

I know his fanboy ass was giggling and kicking his feet, knowing he touched the REAL All Might with his hands.

[shih-na]

Summer outfits for them 🫒Anything to get Wakaba out of that ugly school uniform

[maleficore]

When I tell you I have been thinking about this for three days straight...