#i had to do it from my computer

[borderlinereminders]

I have figured out how to find my count! Viewing the page source and then searching for the word "received' brought me to here.

I’ve continued to monitor my page source as my words changed and here’s what I have so far: MAX = 1,000 LOL = 1,100 OMG = 2000 WOW = 4,000 *-* = 5,000! WHY = 6,000 PLZ = 7,000 AAA = 7,500 ;_; = 8000 O_O = 8,500

T_T = 9,000

<33 = 9,500

BLR = 10,000

[tempo-takoyaki]

Memories of the past.

[stinkrascal]

[puppyeared]

id fumble him so bad

[hell0mega]

this is incredibly niche, but what did you expect me to think after watching a movie about forbidden, never-before-seen love that is potentially life threatening to those involved?

[royalarchivist]

Pac: I'm already dancing, Las Casualonas, I'm already doing it, everything for my son.

[Pac and Tubbo continue grieving over their Minimes]

Fit: [Not even remotely listening, just staring at Pac doing the Las Casualonas dance]

Tubbo: I'm so sad.

Fit: [Completely monotone] Wow, this is so sad.

[green-alien-turdz]

its my bday.. could u draw damien??

i rly loved ur art style & how u drew him last time!! pretty pleasee 🙏🙏

It must be a cold fuckin day in hell for this to happen

[frobby]

I think it would be really funny if rin was the more helpful one around his house. Like u would think rin would be the disrespectful one who always bails on housework or mass but its actually yukio who would always have an excuse not to go or forget about chores to the point that rin just does them instinctively now

[luck-of-the-drawings]

!!! FLASHING LIGHTS WARNING!!! [IM NOT FUCKIN AROUND!!]

REACHED THE CUSP OF 'THIS MAY NEVER BE ABSOLUTELY FINISHED N IF I DONT SHOW IT NOW, IT WILL NEVER SEE THE LIGHT OF DAY.' SO HERE, A PROJECT IVE BEEN ORBITING AROUND UHH SINCE 2021 OR SO.

[vellichorom]

ok before i ENTIRELY miss out on the hype train of clock 0ut, let me just get these posted

C0 SCENES REDRAWN with @tomi-chuu​’s stanley & my narrator, as before!

( yet again IMPLORING you to watch both Blank Decay & the original Yellow Zone, they’re immensely compelling & pure eye candy to watch & experience, )

& the original panels are below for comparison ~

[xinyuehui]

"Let me go with you. You said you're counting on me."

Twilight of the Warriors: Walled In (2024)

[unnonexistence]

one of my friends is a biologist & i was really amused hearing some of her stories yesterday because they put into context just how believable newt's kaiju drift is as Shit A Biologist Would Do. like my friend has personally met both a guy who got infected with a botfly larva and didn't do anything to remove it (because he just didn't mind), and another guy who identified a tapeworm species by intentionally exposing himself to it (he had it narrowed down to 2 species and needed to know if it was the one that would infect humans) (it was)

[weezerlvr228]

some scott pics for @weezeranitsweezy !!!!

[rosenfey]

things that are hard to find: writing advice that isn't condescending.

[whumble-beeee]

Whumptober 2024 | Day 5 | The Bee's Whumptober Masterlist

AI-less Whumptober: Overstimulation, migraines, “I can’t take this anymore.”

Whumptober: SUNBURN | Healing Salve | Heatstroke | "If my pain will stretch that far." (Lottery Winners, Burning House)

CW: bad burns, implied migraine/overstimulation, nothing else really

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Caretaker took great pain to rub the healing salve as gently as they possibly could on the horrific sunburns that absolutely covered Whumpee’s body. But Whumpee was restless. Squirming and whining with half-lidded eyes and breathy, small whispers of pain every time Caretaker touched them. Then the same even when the Caretaker took their hand away. Especially when Caretaker took their hand away. They thrashed on the bed in a barely-awake daze looking for the comfort of human touch, practically begging and pleading for it in mewling tones.

Then Caretaker would touch them to rub on the salve and soothe their wounds and they jerked away and cried out like a wounded animal, as if it were the most agonizing thing they’d ever experienced. Then jark around in terror when Caretaker pulled away again. Then–

Caretaker didn’t know what to do. There was no winning here.

“Care– Caretaker–... Help–...”

Caretaker looked to Whumpee, their heart suddenly beating a million beats a second.

Help?!

“Whumpee! Whumpee, what is it?!” They cried, rushing to the side of their bed. Whumpee cowered at the sound. Then held out a shaky hand to them.

“I–... I hurt–... I hurt, everything hurts, everything, my head, lights, my ski-in, help me–, help me please, please, plea-ease…”

Caretaker nearly took their hand before jerking back similar to how Whumpee did. It would just hurt them more.

“I’m trying Whumpee,” Caretaker whispered. They didn’t even realize they were crying until they felt the tears running down their cheek, the small crack in their pleading voice. “I’m trying, I really am, but it’s all just gonna hurt more before it hurts less. Everything I do is just gonna hurt you more.”

They squinted, whimpering in pain as they turned their head into the pillow. Their voice muffled. “Please, please… just make it stop. The– the light… bright… stop it.”

The light?

Oh shit, did Whumpee–?

You know what? Caretaker was just relieved they could actually do something that could actually help.

They immediately ran over to the light switch and flicked it off, bathing the room in an inky pitch blackness before their eyes started to adjust to the small amount of moonlight and streetlamp filtering in through the blinds.

Even in the darkness, even through the intense gripping and shaking, Caretaker watched as Whumpee physically sank more into the bed. A small, forced sigh.

“Tha-anks… Head. Ouch…”

“I bet.” Caretaker let out a strained laugh. I’ll sit with you the rest of the night, alright? That way you don’t have to be alone in the dark. And we can finish with the burn salve and wrapping later.”

Whumpee made a sort of affirmative whimper. Then: “Jus’– ‘m fine. Get it done. Please. Then-th-th-then we both sleep.”

Caretaker sighed. But it would be so nice to get some sleep… They both needed it.

“Alright, Whumpee.”

They returned to rub the salve on the twitching and thrashing and whining Whumpee.

At least Whumpee managed to thank them once they finished.

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[lipspressedclosetomine-trueblue]

making this was hell (never made a gif before) but fucking look at them. i love patrick's delayed reaction time