#blurty

[thanatoscult]

How many of y’all are younger than my LiveJournal

[feyres-divorce-lawyer]

guys dknt let abyone tell you you can’t finish an aasigbment gicen a month aho in 12 hoyrs. fillps yiur dreamd

[rickybabyboy]

my @smeemos impression of silly

ID: Orange and white tabby laying on a white blanket, his face is blurty and scrunched up

[that-good-ol-fashioned-mothgirl]

Worthy

Susie notices, by the Angel she notices. Contrary to popular belief, unless she's on defense she's not exactly the confronting type. At least not with her friends, she isn't. Ha, when did she start thinking of having friends.

…Probably when Toriel spoke in a way that gave her an option. Speaking of, Susie is incredibly concerned that she somehow hasn't noticed it. The bloodstain, that is.

And Susie's not stupid! At least she likes to think she isn't, but it's hard to be smart when what you notice isn't the square root of Blurty-Kicks but the situations of the people around you.

She notices when Noelle's mom isn't the best parent, but that's kind of shoved in her face when they meet in person.

She notices when Kris is tense with their parents, but she puts that off, it's probably just their weird Dad. Ex-Dad? She has bigger dark-worldier concerns.

She notices when Ralsei and Kris don't tell her things. Because Angel do they Not Tell Her Things.

So this is what she does. She makes a list in her head.

1.She does not know things. It’s been that way for as long as she can remember, left out of any proceedings until it’s through with. A complete lack of any choice.

2.There has to be a reason. They’re friends.

They are her friends, right? They have a warriors bond! Forged in- well not blood- she thinks back to the stain- but still, a bond forged by battle and good times and tea parties. They have to have a reason. Why? Why her. Are they separate secrets? No, they’re almost definitely connected, but how?

3.Kris is going through something. It’s not like she can ignore it. There’s something wrong, something happening. The way they say some things- it’s like normal, but… thinking back to what Noelle said, it feels off. How eagerly they said perish to Queen’s offer. How they walk like they’re a puppet on stri- oh no the puppet again. That too! What WAS that! Kris was shaking, terrified. Something is wrong.

4.It’s personal.

She can’t have everything. The fact Ralsei probably knows is, knowing how Kris was with Ralsei at the beginning, probably an accident. Or just Ralsei knowing things again. She has her own stories, she thinks, about pianos, about blood, about fear. It’s not their business, but she wishes it could be. She wishes it was hers.

Until then, she has an old man to make proud. Friends to protect. A world to save. Maybe then, they’ll tell her.

[raichuleaf67]

I've been thinking lately about just... super-casual farting. Someone who farts constantly around the people close to them. They'll rip ass when someone walks behind them, or enshroud someone sitting on the couch next to them in their stink pretty much just because they can. They'll get heckled for it often, sure, but that's not reason enough for them not to let it fly around company who, by this stage, just treat their blurty booty and its assortment of stink as an occupational hazard of getting to know them. Everyone knows what they're getting into when they step within the blast radius... not that they won't regret it most of the time when they get a bubbly fart aimed right at the back of their head.

[yesterdays-xkcd]

I'm waiting for the day when, if you tell someone 'I'm from the internet', instead of laughing they just ask 'oh, what part?'

Online Communities [Explained]

Transcript

[Hand-drawn fantasy style map with land and sea areas representing populations of online communities, plus some fictious jokes and references. Each area or item is labeled.] Map of Online Communities and related points of interest Geographic area represents estimated size of membership

[A giant continent with:] The Icy North (Yahoo, Windows Live) containing the Mountains of Web 1.0, AOL, Qwghlm, Yahoo Games, Reunion dot Com, Classmates do Com, Faceparty, E-Harmony, Friendster (off the coast of which is the The Lonely Island), My Space containing The Series of Tubes, MySpace Bands, and the much smaller Attractive MySpace Pages, Blurty, O.K. Cupid, Cyworld, Orkut, Facebook, and Livejournal & Xanga - the coasts of which form the Bay Of Angst.

[The Noob Sea is bordered by AOL, the Icy North, MySpace, and an island system off the coast of Yahoo Games consisting of:] Second Life (and the much smaller island Third Life), Lineage, World of Warcraft, Runscape, Ultima Online, EverQuest, Final Fantasy 11, and further off, 2Channel and 4Chan. [To the east is labelled "Here be anthopomorphic Dragons].

[The Gulf of Youtube is bordered by Facebook, Myspace, and the island continents of:] Piczo, Broadcaster, the river Bit Torrent, Flickr, Last.FM, and DeviantArt with the subsection Gays of Web 2.0, and off the south coast and between another island is the Straits of Web 2.0.

[Off the pennisula of MySpace, island of Second Life, and island continents of Broadcaster et al is the Sea of Culture which hoasts the Peer-to-Peer Shoals. The Sea of Culture is separated from the Ocean of Subculture by and island system consisting of:] Digg, Fark, Reddit, Slash Dot, Soviet Russia, and Something Awful, which surround the Bay of Trolls, and Spaaarta (You're The Man Now Dog), Stumble Upon, and Delicious on the south end of the Viral Straits and the north end of the Sea of Memes, the Isle of Slash, Numa, and Your Base.]

[On the south end of the Sea of Memes, mostly made up of the IRC isles with a dotted outline where Usenet is located, is:] Stallman's Airship, Google's Volcano Fortress, Sourceforge, and the Wikipedia Project bridged island system that connects to M.I.T., EnGadget, Gizmodo, and Make Blog.

[West of the Wikipedia Project lies the Blogipelago with:] BoingBoing, Technorati, [something that can be read as T.W.B. or T.M.Z.], Cory Doctorow's Balloon, Sulawesi, Xu Jinglei, Post Secret, the Shipwreck of the S.S. Howard Dean, the Huffington Post, and the Wet Sea.

[North of the Blogipelago lies the Compass Rose-Shaped Island, with the north arm labelled Practicals (Noob), the south Intellectuals (Pi), west Focus on Real Life (I.R.L.), and the east Focus on Web (dot Com).]

(Not a complete survey. Sizes based on the best figures I could find but involved some guesswork. Do not use for navigation.) Spring 2007

[anonamous-blue]

Not aromantic not alloromantic but a secret third thing*

* (the line between romantic and platonic is arbitrary and too blurty for me to care; and though i enjoy dating societal standards of what that's supposed to look like make QPRs generally more appealing)

[hyde-nseek]

Little Korok Hyde leading his little friends on a little adventure!

The blupee is named Blurtis (thanks to @hyrulepod for that fantastic name).

The chuchu is named Floppy (thanks to @goopi-e for that great name).

Maybe they'll actually make it to Rito Village. So far, they made it to the Tabantha Frontier. Only a little way to go!

[emeraldoo]

prlase swend blurty ssytem resoruces thank

[forabeatofadrum]

@artsyunderstudy replied to your post “Hey, hey, hey, thanks @cerriddwenluna for the tag....”:

you said this was definitely six sentences and I was like NO WAY but I checked and yup ahahaha. I love this, excellent use of run-on sentence. Ohhh the boy is a disaster (affectionate).

​I wouldn't lie on the internet, Ashton, who would do that!!!

I love myself some Blurty Blaine.

[saada-bonaire]

my new birthday is samuary blurty-thirst

[emveeee]

i read a post that got me thinking about steddie again and why the ship hit me so hard and has stuck so long; i'm gonna just send this out into the void; i haven't unpacked it all but i've rummaged through the boxes enough that i think i have a general idea of what's in there.

this is gonna be pretty stream-of-consciousness, so apologies for the lack of cohesion.

i'm gonna start way back: in 1997, i was 12, and my new favorite band was hanson. that fall, i started seventh grade, and after school i would go on my family's computer on our dial-up internet and google them in order to find fansites that had photos (google images didn't exist til 2001) which i'd then save onto a floppy disk. anyway, along the way i found two things: the first fanfic i ever read, called tulsa 74132 (named of course after beverly hills 90210, and hanson being from tulsa, oklahoma), and a chat room.

i don't remember anything about the fansite where the chat room was hosted, but it doesn't matter. to join the chat itself you just had to enter what your displayed username would be– no login, just completely on the honor system that, for example, yes i am the same emveeee who was here yesterday. the thing was, being for hanson fans meant users were primarily girls (this was in the time of a/s/l, age/sex/location, being the standard intro) and the regulars would talk with each other but not necessarily with new folks.

so one day i decided to see if changing my username and pretending to be a boy would get any attention. it did. i named him aaron after a boy at school that i had a crush on. i made myself his twin sister. i gave us a family and a whole backstory. i catfished myself some chat room friends.

i told my irl friend R what i was doing, and she started joining me, as aaron's girlfriend. R moved away and another irl friend, T, joined me. T and i stopped using the chat room but kept up the story for *years* across multiple platforms. she would periodically change character–usually a new girlfriend–but i was always aaron. i outgrew my middle school hanson obsession and got into rock music, then punk and emo; i got angsty and the stories got darker. aaron had a blog on xanga in 1999, then blurty, then livejournal. his livejournal is still up. the last entry was in 2004, when i was in college.

[that was the same year T and i had a falling-out. she had been my closest friend for all my teen years. we never spoke again. when i told my mom about our fight, she looked at me funny and said, "that sounds like you're talking about a breakup." i threw my hands in the air and said "well kind of!! we were best friends for a really long time!" i didn't have ✨️the realization✨️ until a decade and a half later.

anyway i've gone off on a tangent but realizing i was tommy fucking hagan was rough.]

even after i didn't have a place to actually write it down anymore, i kept writing aaron's story. i'd work through scenes in my head while waiting to fall asleep at night, in long lines, if i was bored at a party. i put him through the wringer. i filtered half of my self-destruction through him instead. i made him get into fights and self-medicate and self-harm. i gave him a best friend. i made them fall in love.

and then, many many years later, these two dudes on a tv show looked at each other a certain kinda way, and a bunch of folks said What If. and look. i had previously read another fandom's fics on ao3 as a guest, but steddie made me make an account. and i worried, i'm coming up on (and now am) 40, am i being weird and gross about teenagers? i'm afab, am i being weird and gross about m/m?

i kept trying to figure out what it was that drew me to them so strongly, and then it hit me. they're aaron and jay, remixed. it's just my boys. it's teenage me working through shit without being consciously aware that's what i was doing. it's me, but safely, because it's so firmly Not Me. it's the me i never got to be because i ended up this instead.

[and god, i cackle every time somebody writes oblivious steve, because teenage me did in fact platonically kiss five! different! female friends! and still not figure it out!!!]

i grew up and married a man and had a kid and i love them dearly, but aaron will always hover in those years between 15 and 19, because that's where i need him to be, that's when i needed him the most.

i love steve and eddie as characters, both the canon and (ahem, most of the) fanon versions. i also love them through a series of filters, an au of an au of an au of what could have been, if only everything had been different.

[hightidelowtideuponus]

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(Kensuke lost her glasses.)

[jensomniac]

Didn't actually 'grow up' with fanfics, since I'm old af. But it was eGroups, livejournal, deadjournal, blurty, and individual forums.

I am a bored and curious human being who wants to know what the majority grew up with for their pleasure reading time.

[goldensunstreakerrp]

Rant ahead...

I haven't been here in a while. Mostly because it seems like Tumblr rp has died. Tumblr also doesn't give me notifications anymore so I have missed opportunities.

I suppose I am just frustrated with the RP community lately. It seems finding active servers who don't alienate you based on your face claims or stays active for longer than a month is so hard to find.

In this past year I have been trying to find a server to thrive in. And yet every server I joined was either filled with more drama between players then actual roleplaying OR died within a month of me joining.

RP isn't as good as the old days. The time of Yahoo Chat Rooms when you could create rooms just for your group to build your world. Or even having large MSN Messenger group chats or even forum boards, livejournals, blurties, etc filled with active players. Like now to hammer out one thread it takes months to just finish it. There is no character development occurring in a single plot thread that it takes two months just to get from a to b.

And yes, people have lives and get busy. And yeah, maybe they don't have the time anymore to RP to all hours of the night like we used too. I remember writing with people until the birds squeaked in the morning. No one wanted to go to bed, so engaged with the plot... It isn't like that anymore and it is discouraging and frustrating.

I am in a server right now that has 24 people. And has had 1-2 posts in the last three weeks...

I could use Disboard but the last time I did I immediately got a notification that someone tried to get into my Discord....

I feel like pulling my hair out or slamming my face into a wall with how stir crazy i am lately.

[kinger-fr]

my visiinon is slightly less blurty

- clown anon 🎉

That’s good!