#but holy shit

[thenightshadowqueen]

Don’t mind me, I’m just fucking screaming about the parallels between Loustat and Evervale

[odder-outlet]

I have been brought back from the dead holy shit we turtle fans eating good in 2024

[shsl-heck]

Seeing Todd release an almost 2 hour video fact checking James Somerton come out the day after Hbomb's plagiarism video like

[fortjester]

no emotion can match the feeling you get after reading a fucking banger fic and going to the authors profile only to find the only other fics they've ever written are for a fandom so left field you didn't realise anyone wanted to write fic for it

[erinwantstowrite]

i just realized that peter would be good at breakdancing...

[planebotpower]

reblog if you’re a robot who sucks absolute ASS at programming

[feralmoonlight]

cowboys are ok I guess @castercassette

[hiveswap]

EDIT: it was just unlisted but the point stands

so just a reminder that im archiving dsmp fan content and you should send me anything (by that i do mean anything) you think should be archives because THEY REMOVED ODE TO L'MANBURG FROM YOUTUBE. As in, "we built these walls with our own fair hands" as in the first fan music in the fandom that i recall hearing. god fucking damn it. disclaimer i hate the ccs ect

[sh1-n0bu]

im not even in the america continent but this dumb-dumb sentient orange with pipes for throat and the thing used for curling in the olympics for brain extremely getting close to being chosen as the us president is making me fucking nervous

[lunammoon]

extending acro-silky's backstory from two or three page spread to a whole six minutes like that is diabolical what the fuck.

[rosecandyart]

Oh my fucking god

[devildomditzy]

The most Mammon-coded TikTok just dropped

[wienersmosh]

THEY USED THE MEME I SUBMITTED BUT FOR WHATEVER REASON THEY USED THE FUCKING HANDLE FROM THE BURNER GOOGLE ACCOUNT I WAS LOGGED INTO AND NOT THE ACTUAL HANDLE I WROTE IN THE SUBMISSION FORM????????

[killerqueenhetfield]

[meraki-yao]

I generally identify as agnostic when it comes to fate and stuff but I think about the fact that Phil Lester predicted Dan coming into his life via tarot cards and get the chills

[meaningofaeons]

thinking about vidyadhara!reader x jing yuan ...

we learned in the recent quests that vidyadhara can indeed become mara struck under the right circumstances, but they're capable of molting and turning into someone entirely new, thus freed from the mara that once struck them ... but of course, along with the molting process comes the loss of memory.

so imagine a reader who was once great friends with jing yuan. the two grew up together practically, working in the cloud knights together, doing everything together. jing yuan, despite his newfound duties as a cloud knight, finds himself falling in love with you.

then, amidst one of the abundance wars, you are stricken with mara. he watches you go insane, just before you disappear. and then, somehow, you are gone from his life forever.

for years, he wonders if you perished on that battlefield shortly before he was dragged away from you. he wonders if you suffered. surely, with the insanity of the mara wreaking havoc on your mind, you had. but at least he can be confident that you would not have had to live through that for long... that's what he tells himself so he can sleep at night.

it takes the general so, so long to let go of what happened. centuries pass, and he's still not confident he can completely dash the thought of you from his mind when he sees a new stall open with a snack he thinks you'd like, or when he sees the tailor shops put out a new line of clothes in your favorite hue.

and then, one day, he sees a familiar face among the crowds.

jing yuan is so quick to rush to your side, trying frantically to catch his breath, to ensure that what he sees before his own eyes is you, not some vision made up by his mind, not a sign that he's succumbing to mara himself, but really and truly you.

yet you only give him a nervous half-smile, your form going stiff the second you see him. you bow politely, and ask if there's anything you can do for the general. you ask him if you've met before.

it's you, and yet it's not.

he lets out that small hum of his when he's trying to fight back the pain he feels. he puts on that placating smile of his when he's trying not to let his hurt show. and he shakes his head, though it takes him nearly a minute under your familiar gaze to do it.

"...no. forgive me. I must have mistaken you for an old friend."

it's you, and yet it's not.

and it never will be you again.