#mb for the wall of text

[starving-mimi]

copies

and now as a sidenote, it's time for mimi rambling/ PSA ! (which might sounds dickish here and there)

I've seen an absolute sudden increase in "daily [characters] blog"[which consist, for those who don't know, of drawing a certain character or thing everyday (or trying to)] and as somebody who's been posting daily for over 2 years (if you ignore small breaks i took on rarer occasion here and there) I feel like I'm in a position where I can say things about these kinds of blogs.

if you're the owner of one of these kind blogs or think about making one, this message's for you

to current owners of such blogs:

do not FORCE yourself to draw/post everyday, much less MULTIPLE TIMES a day

even though it's the goal of these kinds of blogs, do not tell yourself that just because it has DAILY in the name, you NEED to post everyday. Use queue if needed, don't post if you don't feel like it.

You're going to burnout sooo quickly if you just draw slop because you don't want to skip a day, no one LIKES slop posts made just to fill in the day, trust me, i have many! No one is going to hunt you down for forgetting a day or even mention it to you or anything! (or at worse if you know you'll have a period of innactivity, make a post about it to your followers that you can later delete if you really want)

Don't try answering requests as soon as possible just because you don't want to "disappoint" people or whatever! you owe people nothing, and especially not a "quick reply", again, you'll burn out if you force yourself into doing people's request

also this might be more of a personal opinion, but, please keep it to posting once a day (or like twice if absolutely needed), if you're just going to post a ton a day, might as well just post to a main where you just so happen to also post daily (also lazier posts made only because you want to rush multiple drawings every day are just bruh.)

to people considering making one of these blogs:

honestly, don't. You want to challenge yourself into drawing everyday? Do that on your main blog! You have too many doodles/art and want to post it all? Post it on your main! Don't put yourself under the limitations of having a blog specifically for DAILY posting, especially for a SINGLE character. Even if you love a character, you WILL get bored/burned out/just out of ideas for what to even draw with only ONE character

Sure it's cool and everyone else is doing it, but you're also putting yourself under unnecessary stress and limits. Not only your art, but yourself will suffer of these limits eventually

You trust and know yourself enough to know you WILL post daily on that blog? AND won't let it take so much over your life and schedule that you feel terrible when you don't post/decide to abandon it? Then make one, who am i to stop you ig

You wanna make one on a whim because everyone else is doing it and it looks fun? But you don't know if you're going to actually hold up to posting everyday? Yet again, don't. Don't make one. Just post on your account, let people know you by your username, not because of some gimmick (like I mean, ppl know me as (starving-)mimi, not as "daily dst funny" or whatever, do you really want to be only known as "that person who draws [character] everyday" and not as yourself? If you do then ig go make one, but I think it's much nicer to be recognised for who you are than to be just known as "that person who draws a character daily")

tl;dr: don't put yourself under the curse of silly daily posting on a whim just because everyone else is doing it and it's the current trend, and don't post slop art just because you don't want to skip a day POST SLOP BECAUSE YOU WANNA TORTURE PEOPLE WITH IT BHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHA cough, i mean. cough.

this might all seems very obvious, but i think people don't realise that daily posting isn't always as fun as it seems :')

TL;DR FOR THE TL;DR post daily cuz you got too much stuff to post that is just too good to all dump in a single post, not just because everyone else is doing it and you find the people daily posting cool and want to get in on the trend

[askthe-littlepoet]

You are so salty it's hilarious

"...yeah, y'know what I am."

"The Lamb, they used me, like a toy, and they almost immediately moved on to someone who dresses, and looks like me. I'm salty because they, without a shadow of a doubt in my mind, will be treated much differently than I was."

"I didn't even marry, or technically ever 'date' the Lamb. But, after all I do, all the time I spend, the way I showed them someplace deep, close to my heart? And, they say all of that? Why wouldn't I be salty? You tell me."

"I showed them a place I took my dead fiance, they 'measured' me to make a stupid jacket, fucked them in their bed, and we weren't dating."

"...and they got married when the Lamb got drunk."

"Of course I'm salty."

[cantfuckbracket]

#ok listen. I would argue that 'having unfuckable energy' is different than simply not fucking or not knowing what sex is #even though Ken re:barbie trailer doesn't know what sex is. he's an absolute sweetheart. my point is he COULD fuck #LD Curtain on the other hand. I genuinely would rather explode. fling myself into the sun #he just exudes loser energy while thinking he's The Coolest #on top of being inconsiderate of others and repeatedly gaslighting people #he explains his evil plans via shitty magic tricks that he clearly expects you to be impressed with (they are NOT swag) #he does a lil victory dance to Stand Back by Stevie Nicks and it genuinely looks like the mating dance of some exotic bird#he's evil but he acts all offended when people call him out on it #'Evil? MOI? [pearl clutching gasp] Whyever would you say that? (said to a kid he's kidnapped and is currently in a STRAIGHTJACKET) #if he tried to fuck he'd end up talking about his own accomplishments or his new evil startup for 3 hours #also important that he attempts to manipulate someone via a salad #will not explain how. anyways #sorry for rambling. you get the point #ld curtain

Can't Fuck Bracket. Round 1, Side A

Ken (Barbie) versus LD Curtain (The Mysterious Benedict Society TV)

[ID: The unfuckable pride flag overlaid with the "no bitches" meme. Over it are pictures of the contestants. Ken is a blonde doll, and is shown screaming; and Curtain has hair slicked to the side and is shown pursing his lips and throwing his hands back. Over them are sparkles and a heart with a butt, and in between them are peach emojis crossed out with the word "vs" in them. End ID]

Propaganda:

Ken: "he's built like. well. a ken doll perhaps. also re:barbie trailer ken doesnt know what sex is so. he cant fuck its canon godspeed"

LD Curtain: "He's both a cringefail loser (See: 1. repeatedly beaten by a group of literal children, at one point even saying "they have proven to be my only worthy adversaries" (<- man talking about a group of eleven year olds), 2. screaming at a child, while visibly tearing up, "I AM NOT SAD! I AM *FINE!*", 3. genuinely thinking he can simply say no to having narcolepsy, 4. keeps little painted figurines of his brother and co and does magic tricks with them to intimidate an eleven year old, sincerely thinks this is an extremely cool thing to do), a bad dad (terrible both in the sense that he's emotionally abusive and in the sense that he thinks he's doing suuuuuuuch a good job and he very much isn't), and just like. evil?? but not in the sexy way. and also he's in denial about it which makes it even LESS sexy. Negative sexy if you will. "I'm not bad. who thinks that" sir you are standing in your mind control machine. "Sticky! Friend! Evil is a bit harsh!" sir you psychologically tortured him. anyway he does stupid little magic tricks and is a complete failure but somehow manages to convince everyone that he's charming and actually very cool. while obviously like, starting a cult or being just visibly a cringefail maniac two seconds from flying off the handle. anywya this got out of hand the point is: UNFUCKABLE."

[jewish-vents]

I hope every antizionist realizes that all the antisemitism they jump through hoops to deny, all the propaganda, the historical revisionism, the tokenizing, racism and xenophobia, intimidation, and all other Jew hatred they perpetuate consciously or unconsciously just fuels zionism more. I have always stuck by the idea that I will not make Aliyah because I will not be intimidated out of my home like my great grandfather was; I should not have to move to Israel to be safe as a Jew in the modern world. Surely with the amount attention that has been brought to social justice and civil rights in the past few decades, the worlds oldest hatred wouldn’t be forgotten about. Now I’m researching it because my libraries copy of the diary of Anne Frank was vandalized, because protesters at my college went to a synagogue after being removed from campus, because “go back to Poland” and “final solution” are rallying cries, because a friend cut me off over “your people.” I do not feel comfortable in publicly advocating for Palestinians now because I will not nod along with a group complacent or even supportive of Nazis and Jihadists, I won’t nod along with a group who deny history for a political agenda and I won’t nod along with a group who have turned a fight for the rights and dignity of Palestinians into a fight against the rights of Israelis- people who’s proposed solution to the conflict is yet another ethnic cleansing of Jews. Mb for the wall of text I’m just tired of it

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[m00nymonster]

Discord convo shenanigans. I think Ratthi is overly enthusiastic about cats and always scares them away, MB ignores fauna in general unless it's eating humans so cats LOVE it and it doesn't get why. Deep breath guys, this is a two page comic so it's gonna be a long image id, oof.

[ID: first page of a six panel comic. First panel is a splash image of a birthday party, with a banner saying HAPPY BIRTHDAY over a big window, a table with cake and punch, and a circular rug on the floor. The left wall has a framed picture on the wall, the right a closed door. The image is in black and white markers. In the background Murderbot sits in the corner in a comfy plush chair, listening to music with its eyes closed. In the foreground Amena and Mensah are having a conversation; next to them are Gurathin, Ratthi and Pin-Lee. They are observed by drones. In the left corner Small Human is poking a drone. A cat is approaching MB's chair. The next three images focus on MB in its chair. In the first the cat sits next to MB, it observes with a drone but doesn't otherwise pay attention to the cat. In the second the cat is jumping onto MB's lap; it looks startled. In the third the cat curls up into a ball, and MB stares at it, befuddled. Fourth panel: MB stares at the cat with an eyebrow raised as Small Human approaches and says, Oh, Miss Kitty LIKES you! Well you can't move now, you'll wake her up! In the last panel someone yells CAKE TIME! offscreen and Small Human runs off, yelling Ooooh! Wait for me! /ID]

[ID: Second page of a two page comic. There are four panels. The first has Mensah standing at the door, waving and saying Goodbye! See you soon! The second is a closeup of Mensah looking scared as someone offscreen says in a spikey speech bubble, Dr. Mensah, help. The third is a splash image, same as the first panel in the first page, but now the cake is eaten and the punch bow is empty. There is a spilled cup on the table. Murderbot sits in the corner, arms crossed, staring at the cat. It says verbally, I am trapped and cannot move. Mensah laughs behind her hand. Fourth panel: there is a large rectangle with LATER written on it in the left corner. Under it is Ratthi's chibi head, with a feed text box that says, GASP! In the center of the panel Murderbot stands in the center of the room, looking uncomfortable as Miss Kitty bats at its drone Small Human stands next to it, looking amused. On the right a feed text box says, with a crying Ratthi head beside it: Miss Kitty likes SecUnit more than me??? Below it is Gurathin's head, with a feed text box that says HAHAHAHA! Below that is another feed text box, this time with Ratthi's head with an angry expression yelling Not funny Gurathin! Finally at the bottom is Pin-Lee, smirking as her feed text box says, That's not funny, that's HILARIOUS. /ID]

[waddei]

>be me

>open computer like always

>see file named "save pictures" in desktop

>uh.jpg

>file is 120 mb

>open misterous file in notes

>huge unending wall of text in chinese with random simbols sprinkled in

bros.. am i done for?

[bastartcat]

i wanna go to therapy but how do i find someone who is 1. not homophobic 2. would not think i'm crazy for thinking that some of the problems in my life are caused by capitalism 3. doesn't think that me being against hierarchy and authority is a sign of mental illness

[juiceofmoons]

💛🧡 milestone: just passed 1,000 followers! 🧡💛

it still doesn't feel real but thank you so soo much for enjoying my content enough to follow <3333 I made my first moodboard almost a year ago today so I find it crazy how much this blog has grown since then 🤍

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To show my appreciation, I wanted to do something for this milestone so I have a few ideas so please request something below if you'd like 🥰

mb: dm me a skz pic and i'll make a mb! or just send me a req idm I love mbs

mb: choose a colour from the colour generator and i'll base an mb around it

gifs/gfx: make me choose (anything skz related eg mv, performance, era, album)

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I would also like to mention the following people below who make my time in stayblr so enjoyable whether it be leaving nice comments on my posts or me being in awe of your work orrr me loving the tags you leave on rbs <33 🧡💛I also want to say that I recently made a wall of text 🤗 and I put a little activity there lmao

@15lix @acrobaticcatfeline @agibbangs @atinystraykid @babycatlix @bangzchan @blueprintchan @boba-skz @changbeens @chanstopher @chanrizard @chewysan @euphhorias @geniaparadox @haenglixie @holocenestatelines @hyunebear @hyunfected @hwan-g @j-0ne25 @jeonginny @jerirose @jinniebit @luvrli @minchanz @minzbins @nymeriaaa @shmalll @sstarryoong ⋆｡° ✮@sunnishine @sulfurcosmos @svintsandghosts @ughbehavior @zeroze @yonglixx

and also to the mb babes <33 @missyedits @snug-gyu @ggthydrangea @winterfloral I love our chats even tho I have been a bit busy atm and my timezone is a nightmare :(( but I am so glad I have met you and you're all so talented!! ✧˖°. also missy <33 my first stayblr friend <33 I can't believe it has been almost a year since we started talking ilu good luck with uni <33

also shout out to @seokmingming ⋆｡˚ ( ˘ ³˘)♥︎ gunwook tunnel vision besties <33333

sorry if I have missed anyone <33 pls know I love you and I just have a bad memory with urls :((

[kerizaret]

OK reading that massive text wall I dumped on you is NOT necessary btw I was just soso embarassed

Honestly, I probably wouldn't have asked bc I wouldn't have shared it to anyone but tex, I'm glad I got the clarification tho - n that also reminds me that I most definitely should have considered that you could see it and how you would've felt - but yh just mb for blowing up, when I get embarassed, I get EMBARASSED it's nothin to do with what you did my bad

Thank god I'm on anon ill un-anon for tex later but let's hope u never find out who I am lol

AHSH i mean this in a most genuine way possible, I really am neither mad or upset at you at all <3 since you took it back when I asked if anything I see you as very respectful and awesome 🫶 you couldn't have known! And that's completely fine

[hiem3]

miss bunny 🐰

minors get way＾＾

warning~ alc0hol,clubbing,cr3amp1e, bunny cosplay, cunnilingis, f1ng3ring, dom soobin.

summary~ after a hard couple of weeks without soobin, you decide to go out clubbing with your friend dressed up as a bunny.

little note! this is my 1st smut so mb and i made this kind of on a whim lol so mb if it has grammar mistakes 💀 hope you enjoy though <3

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Your boyfriend soobin is out on a tour and lately you haven’t been talking to him. Whenever you get the chance to it’s always brief; few words would be exchanged like “how are you” “how’d the tour” and even though you support him, you have this undeniable hunger.

You’ve been sitting around the house for the past few days until your bestie hits you up with a text

bestie: hey are you free to come to Itaewon tonight?

me: ummm yeah sure

bestie: alright! i’ll swing by to pick u up <3

you haven’t been clubbing in awhile every since you started dating soobin since you couldn’t get into a scandal plus it wasn’t your thing anymore however it beats staying at home waiting for your boyfriend. You pick out a satin black mini dress with a pair of matching stilettos and your friend texts you “hey we’re outside come out :)”.

you go out and you see your friend dressed up as a police officer. out of confusion you ask your friend “why are you dressed like a police officer, it’s not halloween yet” “girl this club we going to has a theme and you have to dress up.” now you’re reluctant, it’s one thing to be clubbing when you have a boyfriend who is a kpop idol and another thing to be dressing up mid summer. your friend in the end convinces you to go and forces you to wear a pair of bunny ears with fish net stockings.

You get to the club and you start drinking like crazy. You haven’t felt so careless and care free in forever. The alcohol starts hitting you, a few min go by and you get a call from soobin. “hey babe where are you?” you’re slurring your words “uh-h i’m with my-y frien-d rig-ht noww” soobin said “send me your location right now y/n” you said “it’sss fine ! i’ll

come back home soon babyyy” you hang up and after the call you get multiple texts from soobin asking you where are you but you choose to ignore them.

you stubble your way home and when you got to your apartment you see soobin looking angry on the coach. “where were you y/n” you trying to compose yourself say “i was out. with a couple of friends partying” you said facing the other wall since you can’t stand him see you like this. you feel guilty about having soobin worrying about you.

you feel soobin hugging you from the back “baby i missed you so much. you know i care about you i just wanted to know if your safe” you turn around and kiss him. “baby i’m so sorry that i didn’t respond your calls” you say staring into his eyes.

soobin smiles and starts fidgeting with your bunny ears “how are you gonna make it up to me” he says with a devious smile. he lifts you up and pins your back to the wall. grinding on your pussy with his leg and slowly starts leaving hickeys all the way to your thigh. he tears your fishnets off of your body “don’t worry bunny i’ll buy you a new pair to replace those”.

you start whimpering and moaning from all the pleasure he’s giving you while he’s twirling his tongue on your clit. “soobin- i think i’m gonna cum” he responds “that’s alright bunny just cum” you finish leaving you breathless but it isn’t over. soobin stops and starts fingering your digit. “ohh you think i’m gonna stop after you cum? no baby after what you’ve done. i’m gonna leave you sore and unable to walk” he says into your ear.

you forgot how much you crave having him fuck you. as he’s fingering you, he’s sucking on your nipples and playing with them. “god damn you taste so good baby” he said moaning “baby please- i don’t think i can take it” you say “you gotta tell me what you want” reluctantly you say “i want you! i want you inside of me-“ he smiles and says “that’s all you gotta say”. soobin grabs you, throws you on the coach. he unzips his pants and puts you on top of his cock. you start grinding on him and you can’t stop. you forgot how big he was and he looks like he’s enjoying it too. put it in. that’s your punishment bunny. go ahead ride it yourself”. you feel yourself getting more wet.

god it’s so hard saying no to him.

you slowly put in the tip but u feel like you can’t fit the whole thing in. “soob-in you’re too big” you say whimpering “i know but bunny you can take it all”. you slowly start bouncing up and down. your eyes starts watering from all the pleasure he’s giving you. soobin starts kissing your eyes and grabs your ass. he starts pounding you deeper and harder; that causes you to moan even louder. you have no thoughts at all expect his big fat cock “how’s my bunny enjoying my cock hmm” he says grinning and he slaps your ass. leaving red hand prints on your ass cheeks. you can’t even word out a proper sentence instead you’re moaning from all the pounding and pleasure he’s giving you. “how are you liking my cock deep inside of you” soobin says. “i-‘m about to cum soob-in” he hisses and says “i’m close too y/n” he starts pounding you rougher and harder. your hips are riding with his cock and your nails are deep into his back. “fuck y/n your pussy is so good”. he kisses you, sloppy and bites on your neck. “s-oobin!” you say crying out for him. you climax and he pushes you down, filling you up with his cum, coating your walls with white paint.

[le-trash-prince]

Do I know how perspective or rendering work no I fucking do not. Anyways here’s Perihelion’s student bunkroom.

I’ll be honest, I initially envisioned two-tier bunk beds because I assumed that’s just what all bunk beds were. But after reviewing the text, it didn’t seem to fit the description, and it turns out a bunk bed can just be a bed that’s attached to the wall. We learn something new every day. So here’s the foldout beds I came up with instead.

This is a room with four beds, intended for the students. We know there’s rooms with at least three beds, based on the scene with Amena/MB/Thiago in the bunkroom. It’s possible there could be more, in which case a door would be needed between every four beds. But I think it would be unlikely to have that many per room.

Anyways these activate via feed-switch. The platform at the bottom slides out from the wall. There’s drawer compartments built into the platform for storing clean bedding packs or whatever else ppl want to put in there. I wanted the platform to feel like a bed frame because the implication I got from the text is that these don’t get folded back up during the day—it’s just the unoccupied rooms that have all their furniture folded up. So I wanted it to feel like a space that people could settle into.

There’s little glass shelves that slide out from the wall once the bed is deployed, where students can keep personal items. And the shelf cubby is lined with a programmable LED strip, so students can still have some light when their privacy screen is engaged. Because of the way the mattress hinges up into the wall, the bottom shelf conceals a small space. I imagine that when some students realize this, they use it to stash certain personal items, even though ART can see them doing it anyways and has probably asked some embarrassing questions in the past.

To the right of the bed is a small, concealed wardrobe. The door of the wardrobe slides into the floor. Also the wall panels are steel plated, so students can hang personal items with magnets, like the fabric wall hanging below.

The text only mentions “furniture” aside from the beds, so I took liberties here. I considered putting a desk for each student, but bevause the university is anti-capitalist, I thought they might be opposed to all-nighter cram culture, so I went with this seating area instead. Students could use this for eating/tabletop games/whatever it is the kids are doing these days. Of course they could also study here if they wanted, but it’s optional rather than being built into the design that “your room is a place for exam prep.”

I don’t know that I’ll design the classrooms at this point as there’s been zero description of them, and I probably won’t design the lab module at all (because I have zero experience with labs lol), but I like to imagine there’s places in those areas of the ship where students can study if/when they need to.

The bench slides out from the wall, and there is again a storage compartment inside it, where the bench cushion goes along with maybe cushions for the stools as well. The table folds out from the wall, along with two legs that, when folded up, blend into the grooved panel design of the walls. The stools pull straight up from the floor. And the bronze pole light hanging over the table slides in and out of the wall when the furniture is deployed.

I designed the rooms to be darker than the rest of the ship so that they would feel cozy by comparison. But I wanted it to still feel like a university spaceship, so it is much more cold and minimal than my own idea of cozy lol. Please envision the dining area as being more brightly lit than the rest of the room. Also I did not draw them but the ceiling is lined with the same indirect lighting as the rest of the ship.

There’s also a concealed compartment on the left for laundry/recycler stuff.

I included the bathroom in the layout but I am going to spend a long time thinking about fixtures and space toilets before I do anything with that.

Anyways once again thank you if you have read this far. *meme voice* interior design is my passion.

(previous post in this series)

[creation-key]

Sober Realities

Part 1

synopsis: part 2 to drunken calls where the truth comes out

TW: None, mb light swearing?

WC: 1,253

a/n: hey guys, I know this has surprisingly been long awaited, so I hope this part is good enough lol. I’m currently on vacation but wanted to release this bc i felt bad 🥸 also i’m still debating on whether or not i want them to get together, so please comment and lmk if you want them end up together nor not 😏 k thanks byeee!

It’s been 2 weeks since the incident. You had not talked to your sister nor Harry, afraid of what would’ve occurred as a result. Either giving into your heart and breaking your sister’s, Or standing by her side and cutting the love? no- you can’t think of him that way, that’s what got you in this predicament in the first place.

You sigh, looking at your phone realizing that your sister will be there any minute. After week one, which coincidentally was also the day Harry stopped trying to contact you, she messaged you asking to meet at your favorite books/ coffee shop. You had tried to ignore the message, but she had quickly texted saying,

“I know you’re reading this and if you don’t say yes, I’m telling mom.”

Not wanting to bother your mother, of course you had responded and said agreed setting up a time.

You sip on whatever watered down bean water you ordered, not really caring to remember the name of it, since your anxiety was through the roof. You tried to calm yourself down by taking a deep breath and reading the random book with the pretty cover you had picked up, but after you had read the same page 15 times, which was only the back cover, you concluded that you should put the book back and stare at the wall in dismay.

After 10 minutes pass by, you decide to get up, grabbing your bag, and start to head over to the register. You throw away your old cup, moving to stand in line to order a muffin.

You get your muffin and another cup of death, this one not iced, and start heading towards the door, your excuse being that she’s late and you totally have something else to do, not yet realizing that you make sure to update your schedule on your family shared calendar that she has access to.

You open the door about to walk out when, lo and behold, your sister comes walking towards you with bags on her arms, clearly from shopping.

“And where do you think you’re going?” She puts her empty arm on her hip, popping it out like your mother.

You grimace, knowing that she’s going to tell your mom that you tried to leave.

“Well, I was going to go home, seeing as how my coffee date was late from… shopping.” She rolls her eyes, now smiling.

“Now is that any way to treat your baby sister whose boyfriend you’re trying to steal?” You gasp, now fully outside the book/ cafe.

Your eyes well up with tears, vision now blurred, mouth opening and closing wanting to say words but nothing coming out.

Your sister immediately drops her bags on the floor and wraps her arms around you.

“Omg, bee I’m so sorry. I wasn’t thinking, you know I don’t really think that, I was just being a sarcastic smart-ass. Please stop crying! I promise I won’t tell mom you tried to run away.” You laugh at that last part, wiping your tears away, your muffin and cup of whatever long forgotten and cold.

“Are you ready to talk? There’s a park nearby that I passed earlier.” You nod at her, she smiles grabbing your hand, and leading the way.

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You’re now sitting on cold metal bench, listening to the words coming out of your sister’s mouth, not fully understanding. You could’ve sworn she had said that she cheated, but you know her, she would never. She’s little bee, your big bee, she would never do anything that you wouldn’t, and you for sure wouldn’t do that, especially to Harry.

You guess she realizes your confusion because she stops talking and asks what you’re thinking.

“So uh- you.. you cheated on him? Harry? The same guy who attended your high school graduation. The guy who saved up to get you and your friends tickets to Taylor Swift’s concert? L Bee I love you, and I will always be on your side, but forgive me if I cannot understand or get behind … this.” You motion with your hands at the word this. She nods her head in understanding reaching out to grab your hand.

“I wasn’t happy with him.”

“So you resulted to cheating on him? L BEE, THAT IS NOT- I’m sorry for yelling, but that’s just not okay. I would never do that, so I just don’t-” She interrupts you.

“That’s the problem Bee! I’m not you. I’m my own person, and I knew that when Harry and I started dating, that he only asked me out because you were taken. I know he only made it “official” with me because I resemble you. And ever since we started dating, I started to become you, to feed into his feelings, and gain his approval. But after a while though, I couldn’t do take it anymore. Something changed, it was like a switch, it brought me back to life telling me ‘this isn’t you.’ So, I went to a bar, and I kissed a girl.” Your jaw goes slack, shock heavily prevalent on your face.

“So you’re, gay? bi? experimenting? I’m confused…”

“That’s the problem, I don’t know. Like you said, Harry and I started going out when I was just 18, I never went to college so I didn’t get to experience the party scene and experiment. You know, when I told Harry, he cried, but not because he was losing me, but because he thought he was losing you. Isn’t that sad Bee? And that was over a month ago-“ You interrupt her-

“A month? How’s that possible, just 2 weeks ago I “confessed” to him drunkenly and he shows up the next morning saying that he wants to make it official between us and that he’s already talked to you about it. I mean I didn’t believe, because you guys had not said anything about the breakup.” She shrugs her shoulders.

“I told mom.” You smack her leg, she laughs. You rest your head on her shoulder, looking at the tree canopy above you, swaying slightly with the wind. It’s quiet for a while, a nice silence while you try to think of what to do next.

“Are you going to call him, now that you know?”

“I don’t even think he wants to talk to me anymore, I didn’t respond to any of his texts or answer any of his calls. He even sent me an email, that I immediately flagged as spam…” She laughs patting the top of you head like a dog.

“He stopped reaching out because I told him that I would talk to you and smooth things out. I let him know that you would call him as soon as you got home.” You lift up your head, the patting ceasing, only to find her grinning creepily. She looks down at her , non-existent, watch and then back up at you again.

“Bee, I love you and you have my complete blessing and back up to date Harry. My only request is that you make me the maid of honor over mom.” She holds out her pinky, which you take with yours.

“Deal.” She gets ups, pulls you in for a tight hug, and leaves, taking all of her bags with her.

With this new found knowledge that you’ve learned, you walk to your car and head home. Filled with anxiety and excitement, mostly anxiety, so you try and rehearse how you’re going to call Harry and beg for forgiveness. Or rather just say hi and explain what you’ve been told. You’re definitely not sure what to do, but before you can ponder over it anymore, you pull into your driveway, and walk up your front steps and into your house, not even seeing the car parked on the street in front of your home.

a/n: guys this so crazy, this has been done for like 2 days, but i’ve been so scared that I wouldn’t be able to top the last one lol. Also this is not the last part ofc 😏

[marigolds-cafe]

“Agent Marigold, At your service, how can be of help?”

Name : ▉▉▉▉▉▉

Code Name : Agent Marigold.

Place of birth: [REDACTED], England, Whereabouts unknown.

Nationality: British.

Date of birth: April 12, 19XX

Age : 25

Height: 5’7

Gender : Genderqueer

Pronouns : They/It/None/Neos

Eyes: Green

Hair: Brown, White streaks.

Dominant hand: Left

Status: Unknown

Flavor profile: Sweet

Favorite Color: Yellow/Orange

Zodiac: Aries

MB Type: to be added

Weapon of choice: Poison

——————

This is the ask blog for Agent Marigold!

Marigold is an OC. They run a small, very legitimate cafe, that’s definitely not an agency front. Rumour has it they used to work for Zoraxis, specialising in poisons, but that’s just a rumour. Wouldn’t recommend drinking their herbal tea though.

Prices are hung on one wall :

Tea (Non-Herbal) - $2.50

Tea (Herbal) - $2.30

Coffee - $3

Hot Chocolate - $2.50

Any Food Items - $1.80 - $2.50

——————

RULES AND INFO :

This blog is run by @depression-soup .

CONTENT WARNINGS : Fourth Wall Breaks, Existential/Philosophical Talk on occasion, Eye Imagery, Poison.

Orange Text means Marigold is speaking.

Purple Text means The Author (( aka, me )) is speaking.

Italic Text means The Annotator is talking. It’s name holds no significance, it’s just the narrator of this story.

No NSFW.

Shipping is allowed, just please message me beforehand.

No bigotry, anything that makes me uncomfortable will be deleted.

Magic Anons are allowed.

Friendly reminder the author is a minor and queer, and the character is queer too.

Marigold : They/It/None/Neos

The Annotator : It/None

<The Author> : Any Except She/Her

[vikenticomeshome]

Cyberworld QBorgs (part 3) - Zeta Quest 3D

Here's another post about Cyberworld QBorgs. The QBorg "Zeta Quest 3D" was based on the cartoon "The Zeta Project" from the 2000s. Unfortunately, much of the content from this QBorg is currently lost. I believe I have assembled just about everything that could be retrieved from the Internet Archive. While it is possible to walk around in the known levels, it is currently not possible to interact with the characters or get much of the story. Maybe someday a former Cyberworld employee will come forward with assets.

Here's the page where they explain the premise and ask you to download the Cyberworld browser. I will transcribe the text.

Begin

The Zeta Project Presents Zeta Quest 3D.

Become Zeta, and continue the search for Dr. Selig in this revolutionary 3D game.

If you have not already downloaded the Cyberworld browser you will need to do so, but trust us; it's worth it!

End

I like that we get a small screenshot of the game world which shows what the right-side panel is supposed to look like. Even after gathering all of the files that could be archived, much of the right-side panel is missing.

Since we're here, we may as well see the system requirements.

Begin

The Cyberworld browser is for PC users only.

System Requirements: Windows 95 or 98, Windows ME, Windows NT 4.0 with Service Pack 3 (or greater), Windows 200 Professional/Server

Microsoft Internet Explorer 4 (or above); compatible with Netscape Communicator 4 (or above)

VGA with 256 colors or greater

Pentium 90 MHz (133 MHz recommended)

16 MB RAM (32 MB recommended)

End

I think I can handle that.

Our first borg is the intro. It is just a flash animation that discusses the premise in more detail. I will transcribe this as well.

Begin Narration Bucky has intercepted a transmission from Dr. Selig, Zeta's creator, who is working on a new Infiltration Unit at a top secret lab deep in the mountains of New Mexico. By triangulating the Satellite signals carrying the transmission, Bucky has pinned down the location of the lab. This may be Zeta's best chance to find Dr. Selig.

Playing the role of Zeta, you must find Dr. Selig, and keep from being captured by security forces at the lab.

We are then dropped off in a forest, presumably near the lab that we need to inflitrate.

If we move forward, we can find Ro, one of Zeta's allies in the show. She has a phone for us to take.

She's also supposed to have some dialogue here, but that is lost.

We can walk down the single path until we reach an ominous looking building. I believe this is the hidden science lab. However, we cannot just walk in there. Zeta is an infiltration robot on the show, and I think he has disguises in this game. However, with most of the buttons missing their images, I can't figure out how to put on the disguise. I'm guessing the correct disguise is "Lab Tech", which is the top right item.

However, it looks like, if I was able to put on a disguise, I would move onto a borg called "guard" next. So, let's skip ahead.

I think I can make out my character's face on the Wanted poster.

Shhh.. the guard is sleeping.

You can steal that tablet computer off his desk. I also found some power cells down the hall.

The white void awaits at the end of the hall.

It's supposed to lead to the "office" borg, but its broken. Let's skip ahead to that borg anyway.

Someone painted an entire desk, chair, and computer on the wall, which is odd.

We can find some office workers.

I found this area in the office map, which looks out of place. It has a white void, but it didn't seem to take me anywhere.

So, I tried another white void that looked more like it belonged.

I think I put on a scientist disguise, though its hard to say when the disguise menu doesn't have labels. Anyway, that second white void took me to "IU 8 Lab A".

I found a new friend. He is called weldbot. He doesn't speak, move, or do anything, so he may not be alive.

And then, I found another white void with no real way to continue. There are no other maps (called borgs) known to exist.

So, what did I think of that? I have never seen "The Zeta Project", so I can't speak for the accuracy or any creative liberties here. Unfortunately, so much of the game content is currently lost that it would be unfair for me to form much of an opinion on it. Here's hoping that we get another situation like when Eddie Ruminski came forward with the assets for those other Cyberworld QBorg games.

Anyway, I should probably watch the show at some point. I like the concept of a an assassin robot growing a conscience, rebelling against his agency, and trying to track down his original creator.

[windowlessatmosphere]

When the Truth Comes Out

Summary: The video Kim sent to Chay is leaked, and all of Wik's fans suddenly know Chay's name. Including the group chat.

Chay frowned slightly as he felt his phone go off in his pocket. He glanced at it quickly, seeing that the group chat was blowing up, and decided to ignore it. He went back to comparing lemons, stifling a laugh when his phone continued to buzz.

A few minutes later, he was pulling his phone out again in frustration, unable to focus on grocery shopping with the constant vibrations.

mb protection squad 7 notifications

fern 🎨 HOLY SHIT GUYSSSSSSS

new ☀️ ok i feel bad for wik but this is also very funny p’chay i can’t believe u didn’t tell us lol

fern 🎨 can u believe chay has secretly been mb this WHOLE time lol

new ☀️ I KNOW!! The betrayal 😢

He furrowed his brow as he read, eyes widening in panic at Fern’s last text. His mind started racing as he tried to figure out how they could have possibly known. He thought about pleading ignorance, but figured if he waited them out a little, they might give more detail.

ying 🐼 guys i feel like we shouldn’t talk about it since it was leaked? idk

Chay’s heart started pounding at that, trying to figure out what had been leaked, and by whom . He pulled up twitter and searched ‘wik leaked’, clicking on the first video that popped up. He put an earbud in and hit play. Kim appeared on the screen, a guitar resting over his knees.

He started singing a song.

He started singing their song.

Chay’s panic increased, remembering what happened at the end of the video, and hoping like hell it was going to cut off before then.

“Excuse me.” A girl tapped him on the shoulder, gesturing to the mangoes he was blocking.

“Oh, sorry!” He got out of her way at once, then made the split-second decision to abandon the groceries in favor of figuring out what the hell was going on. He made his way outside, leaning against the wall as he started the video back up. The wait was killing him, so he just skipped to the end, leaving about fifteen seconds or so. He stared at Kim’s face on the screen, hoping desperately the video was going to cut off early.

Please don’t say it, please don’t say it, please don’t say it…

“This is for Porchay,” he said.

Fuck.

-----

His phone was buzzing again. He was in the back of one of Kim’s cars, being driven back to Kim’s apartment, with no idea whether Kim had seen the video or not. The driver had given him a slightly confused look when he’d reappeared without groceries, but the look on Chay’s face must have persuaded him not to say anything.

More buzzing.

He sighed and pulled out his phone.

mb protection squad 6 notifications fern 🎨 i mean NORMALLY i wouldn’t it’s just that apparently chay is mb lmao

new ☀️ SO true fern honestly p’chay ur silence is speaking volumes rn

thorn 🎮 Yes, I’m sure Chay has been MB this whole time. Mystery solved. 🙄

fern 🎨 p’thorn r u aware that ur no fun at all??????

thorn 🎮 Yes.

Chay stifled a laugh despite himself, relieved to find that at least his friends weren’t putting the pieces together. Or, rather, that they just thought it was all a funny coincidence. He really wasn’t ready to tell them the whole story yet. He still had a dull feeling in his chest, though, anxiety thrumming at the thought of people using his name to try and figure out who he was. He shot a text back to the group chat, figuring he should at least try and behave normally.

chay ok fine u guys got me 😞

fern 🎨 i knew it.

new ☀️ lmao if ONLY that would be sooo cool

ying 🐼 lol poor wik tho and he looked so sad in the video!!

Chay snorted, shaking his head with the knowledge that if Ying knew why Kim had looked so sad, she’d be the first in line to tell him off. Yet another reason he didn’t feel the need to tell them all about his relationship.

fern 🎨 lmao p’chay is actually y/n fr

new ☀️ this is just the wik version of ur mom selling u to 1D

fern 🎨 wow cannot BELIEVE p’porsche would do that 😢

ying 🐼 he would NOT

chay he really wouldn’t lol

fern 🎨 i know but SOMEONE has to do it

new ☀️ p’prae would do it!! for one (1) corn chip

chay 😢😢😢

new ☀️ sorry p’chay truth hurts

ying 🐼 by lizzo

Chay shook his head again, this time smiling fondly down at his phone. His smile faded as the leaked video popped back into his head. He wasn’t entirely sure what to do. Did he tell Kim? Did Kim already know? Should he tell Mae? She definitely needed to know, but maybe Kim was supposed to tell her.

The car came to a stop and Chay realized they were back at Kim’s apartment. He wandered upstairs in a daze, trying his best to smile at the guards as he passed them.

“P’Kim?” he called as he opened the door. It was right around the time Kim should’ve been getting home, so he wasn't sure if he was alone or not.

“Here!” Kim called back, sounding like he was either in the music studio or the bedroom. Chay worried his lip in between his teeth, mulling over how best to break the news to Kim. “Hey,” Kim said softly, appearing in the foyer. As soon as he saw Kim’s face, he realized he didn’t need to tell him. It was clear he already knew.

“Hey,” he echoed, attempting a smile.

“You saw,” Kim surmised, eyes tracking over Chay’s face.

“Yeah,” Chay confirmed. “I’m sorry.”

Kim’s eyebrows immediately knitted themselves together in confusion. “No, I’m sorry. Why are you sorry?”

“The video got leaked? My name’s in it? And I know you didn’t want it public?” Chay rattled off, raising his eyebrows continuously as he spoke.

“But it’s not your fault,” Kim replied, brow still furrowed.

“I can still be sorry it happened,” Chay reminded him. Kim seemed to relax a little at that, but he still had a strange expression on his face that Chay couldn’t quite place. “C’mere,” he murmured, pulling Kim into a hug. Kim immediately buried his face in Chay’s neck, squeezing him tightly without any sign of letting go. Chay just went with it. Occasionally, something like this would remind him of just how touch-starved his boyfriend had been his whole life. Once again, he made a mental resolution to hug Kim more often.

“It’s my fault,” Kim muttered, once they’d pulled apart.

Chay was the one looking confused now. “Did you post it?” he asked mildly.

“No,” Kim looked affronted at that, upset that Chay would ever believe that of him.

“Then how is it your fault?” Chay asked, tilting his head meaningfully.

“I’m the one who recorded it,” Kim said miserably. “I’m the one who sent it.”

Chay sighed, shaking his head. Kim had a spectacular ability to find a way to blame almost anything on himself. This was especially true, he’d found, when a situation involved Chay in any way.

“It’s not your fault,” Chay told him firmly. “Whoever leaked it, that’s whose fault it is.”

“But—”

“No buts,” Chay insisted. “You didn’t do anything wrong. You don’t get to beat yourself up over it.”

Kim held his gaze for a minute, guilt clearly still etched into his features before he looked away. Chay sighed, wishing his words were enough to make Kim understand but knowing that they weren’t. He pulled him back into a hug, pressing a kiss to his cheek before burrowing his face into Kim’s neck.

“I love you,” he reminded Kim.

“I love you, too,” Kim echoed back immediately.

“It’s gonna be fine.”

Kim hesitated for a moment, the silence bearing down as Chay waited for him to respond.

“It’s gonna be fine,” he eventually repeated.

-----

safetypinnecklace: cannot believe we finally know mb’s name 👀👀👀 candleswik: we hav an elbow and a name ppl!!! p@rkj1m1ns: OMG does this mean there’s a song for mb on the new album??? x_14lanadelray: not to burst anyone’s bubble but this could be old lol like for an ex taylorsswift5: this was TOTALLY for mb i feel it in my soul xxtherewillbexx: which album is this from?? ayeayecapn: brb looking up all the porchays in bangkok paiitforward: he looks so sad do u think they broke up??? 🤔🤔🤔

Chay closed the browser on his phone, reminding himself for the millionth time that reading the comments was not helping anything. He was feeling itchy at the thought of how many people now knew his name, even if they didn’t have any idea who he was. They were still speculating, wondering whether he was Wik’s Mystery Boyfriend or some ex from a few years ago. Wondering about the song, wondering about their relationship, wondering about him. 

He was feeling sick to his stomach, and it was only exacerbated as he considered how he might have acted only a year ago. While it was hard to imagine, he tried to think of how he would’ve reacted, if he’d been in their shoes. It was hard to say. Wik had never publicly dated anyone. After meeting him, Chay had realized this was because Kim had never dated anyone at all. 

No pressure.

His phone rang, and he picked up immediately upon seeing that it was Kim.

“Hi, P’Kim.”

“Hey, sweetheart.”

“What’s up?” Chay asked, trying to gauge Kim’s tone.

“Mae wants to meet again,” Kim told him, after a beat of silence. Chay worried his lower lip between his teeth, fairly certain that he knew what that meant.

“Because of the video?” he checked.

“Because of the video.”

-----

“How did this happen?”

“I don’t know.”

“I’m asking you—”

“And I’m telling you I don’t know,” Kim interrupted. Mae let out a frustrated huff at that, eyeing him suspiciously. Chay was seated next to Kim on the couch, silently watching them like they were engaged in a particularly interesting boxing match.

“You must have some idea,” Mae decided, narrowing her eyes at Kim.

“I only sent the video to Chay,” Kim insisted. “I don’t know how anyone else would have it.”

“You texted it to him?” Mae asked, fingers flying on her phone as she spoke.

“Um…no.” Kim’s eyes darted quickly to the side, and Mae looked up as soon as she heard the hesitation in his voice.

“How’d you send it to him?” she questioned, tilting her head slightly. Her gaze was fixed intently on Kim, and Chay was just glad he wasn’t the one being interrogated.

“Does it matter?”

“Yes, it does matter,” Mae fired back. “Since we apparently have a security leak.”

“It was through Facebook,” Kim finally admitted.

“No, it wasn’t,” Mae frowned. “I would never have given you the password.”

“Not the Wik account,” Kim clarified.

“You don’t have your own account,” Mae argued, eyes narrowing with suspicion once again.

“I made one?”

“Then why aren’t we friends?” Mae cried, clearly outraged. Kim groaned, burying his head in his hands. There was a long moment before he emerged, taking a deep breath before speaking.

“Look,” he said. “I just made it to send the video to Chay. That’s all. I haven’t used it since.”

Mae frowned again.

“Why wouldn’t you just text it to him?” She looked confused. “That’s so much more secure,” she added under her breath, as an afterthought.

“Um…” Kim trailed off, sending a quick, questioning glance towards Chay.

“I blocked him,” Chay cut to the chase. Mae’s eyebrows shot up further than he would’ve thought possible, and Kim looked vaguely scolded.

“When was this?” Mae asked, perplexed.

“Before we got together,” Kim said. “Or…after. Or before…the second time?” His voice went up at the end. He glanced at Chay again, who looked faintly amused.

“What?” Mae was no less confused after Kim’s explanation.

“It’s a long story,” Chay told her, hoping they could move on.

“Okay.” She shook her head slightly, a hint of confusion still visible in her face. “So, you only sent the video through that account?” Kim nodded. “And you never sent anything else?” Kim shook his head. “Okay.” She thought it over for a minute. “We might be fine then. Although…”

“What?” Kim asked, when it became clear that she wasn’t going to continue.

“Whoever leaked it…might know Chay’s name,” she pointed out.

“...because it was in the video?” Kim raised an eyebrow. “I think everyone knows.”

“His full name,” Mae emphasized. “If they know which account you sent it to. They didn’t leak it, though, which is good news.”

Kim’s expression shifted quickly to concern at this revelation.

“We need to figure out who it is,” he said firmly.

“We can try, ” Mae told him. From her tone, Chay didn’t think it was too likely they’d be able to find out.

“Try?” Kim’s tone was leaning towards anger, which was unusual for him, especially with Mae. Chay rested a hand on Kim’s arm and shifted his leg until their knees were touching. Kim let out a long breath and pressed his knee more firmly against Chay’s. “I just think this is important,” he said, his tone much more measured.

“And I agree,” Mae said patiently. “I just don’t know how likely it is.”

Kim’s expression darkened at that, and he slipped a hand onto Chay’s knee before he replied. “So we’re, what? Just supposed to wait until they decide to reveal it?”

“No,” Mae said. “We can still try our best to figure it out. In the meantime, we can prepare for that…eventuality.”

Kim let out another sigh, clearly dissatisfied. He was drumming his fingers ever-so-slightly on Chay’s knee.

“Thank you, P’Mae,” Chay chimed in. “We should set up another meeting to talk about that,” he said, firmly ending the conversation.

“Okay,” she agreed easily, still eyeing Kim warily. “I’ll schedule something.”

Chay guided Kim out of her office, knowing that him blowing up at Mae was something to be avoided at all costs. Kim stayed silent as they walked down to the car, his expression stony every time Chay glanced sideways at him.

“She’ll try to figure out who it was,” Chay finally said, once they were headed back to the apartment.

“I know,” was all Kim said back, his voice monotone.

“She’s just trying to help,” Chay pointed out.

“I know.”

“And it’s not her fault.”

“I know.” This time, Kim’s tone was one of frustration.

Chay flinched a little, still unused to Kim speaking harshly to him.

“It’s mine,” Kim said with a hollow voice. Chay was shocked silent for a minute before he found his tongue.

“P’Kim!” he scolded. “We talked about this. This is not your fault.”

“It is,” Kim insisted.

“Just because you sent me a video?” Chay asked. “That’s ridiculous.”

“Not just that,” Kim muttered.

“Then what?” Chay questioned him, feeling more and more lost.

Kim didn’t say anything, but he cut his eyes slightly towards the front of the car. Chay sighed as he understood. Despite the fact that the divider was up, and the driver was paid extremely well to pretend he couldn’t hear anything, Kim definitely wasn’t saying anything else until they were home.

Once they finally stepped inside the apartment, Chay turned to Kim expectantly.

“Well?”

“I sent the video,” Kim repeated.

“P’Kim,” Chay started, exasperated.

“And I talked about you,” Kim interrupted. Chay blinked, falling silent. “And then I fucked up and talked about you again. And now people are interested, and…” he cut himself off, frustration clearly building as he ran a hand through his hand.

“Okay,” Chay sighed, pulling Kim’s hand out of his hair. “C’mere,” he instructed, half-dragging Kim over to the couch. “This is not your fault,” he reiterated.

“Why else would they leak it?” Kim asked in a small voice.

“Some people are assholes?” Chay suggested, feeling triumphant when Kim let out a small huff of laughter. “You can’t blame yourself for everything,” he said. “Even though I know you want to.”

“Just when it’s my fault,” Kim muttered, petulant.

“You always think it’s your fault,” Chay argued back, flicking his forehead. Kim looked ready to disagree, but stopped short when Chay gave him a look. He was essentially pouting, now, and Chay rolled his eyes before pulling his boyfriend into his side. Kim immediately snuggled in closer, wrapping both arms around Chay like an octopus.

“I love you,” Chay told him, kissing the top of his head.

“I love you, too,” Kim said, his voice slightly muffled by Chay’s t-shirt.

“And this isn’t your fault,” Chay reminded him, starting to play with his hair. Kim stayed silent long enough for Chay to flick his ear.

“And this isn’t my fault,” Kim echoed back dutifully.

Chay smiled at that, continuing to play with Kim’s hair when he heard his phone buzz. He grabbed it, his other hand stilling without him noticing as he read the message.

prae 💃 lmao new just told me wik is dating someone named porchay???? do u hav something to tell me??? 😂😂😂

Fuck.

[sys128]

Revolt!

I have found this wall of text that I made back on March 13, 2023. I want to update myself on how my experience with this app was so far. This was the text that I typed up originally:

I have been thinking about trying out this app called Revolt. It has been brought to my attention via a user on my Discord server that wanted me to have a Revolt server. (And bridge it to the Discord one.) Another reason why I think it would be worth my time is because it seems that Discord has been turning into one of those services where you are not as free to enjoy it unless you are subscribed to Discord Nitro. “Pay to enjoy” was it called? What it is called is not important right now. I have looked into information about Revolt, and this is what I was able to find.

The software is completely free and open source, which would likely eliminate the chances of the platform suffering the same fate as Discord, with all of the Nitro features.

Revolt has themes that are completely free to use! Discord once experimented with this, but it looks like not much can be done with it… unless you have Nitro of course. Technically, there is already a free way to get custom CSS themes on Discord, but that requires something like BetterDiscord, which of course, is against the platform’s Terms of Service.

Just like Mastodon, you can self-host your own instance of Revolt, so it will become harder to take down if something goes wrong with either Discord getting salty over its existence or some other reason.

The file size limit on Revolt is larger that what free users have on Discord. As you may know, on Discord, the max file size that you can upload per file is 8 MiB maximum. However, this is over doubled on Revolt, allowing you to upload files up to 20 MB / MiB (I am not sure what base they are using here. It is definitely either 1,000 or 1,024.)

I think the most important plus for Revolt is their goal to be user-first. A mentality like that is CRUCIAL for platforms to do if they want to have loyal users. Being there for your users whenever possible can allow you as a platform owner to add what the users want, while you still have the choice to comply with the demands of advertisers or colleagues. A happy medium is probably the best you can get.

Apparently, it is possible to bridge Discord messages into one of your Revolt servers. However, the program cannot be used to control your Discord account, which is a shame. It probably makes sense though because I don’t believe Discord would be very happy about it. Terms of Service would likely get in the way again.

These are some good things about Revolt that I found to be enticing to me, as a long-time Discord user. However, there are some drawbacks that do make me wonder about how long I will use it.

The main reason is because of how many of mutuals use Discord. I can probably convince a few to make a Revolt account but I highly doubt that they will be nearly as active, let alone keep their account active at all. Getting a good portion to switch would be a real pain.

I have been told that screensharing is not a feature that exists on Revolt. I know a few people that screenshare what they are doing in voice chats very often, and they may be deterred by the fact that it just cannot be done on Revolt directly. My friend group does have remote desktop software that we use for when we want to do collaborative work, though.

When I get the chance, I will totally play around with it, maybe get a few people on it, and see how it is. If I find it to be good enough to replace Discord, I will see what I can do from there to manage things. Here’s to hoping for the best with Revolt.

Update time! Yes, it is a pretty good app so far, but there are two main things that is stopping me from using it at the moment. One, I joined onto the site at a very bad stage – well, for audio anyway. Partaking in voice chats on Revolt the moment I was on it was pretty much impossible. The audio sources, input or output, both were not able to be detected and/or applied. It turns out that the Revolt devs were working on an entire rewrite of the audio functions of the app. I don’t think there has been any status on it since January 24, 2023 that I could find, but I could very much be wrong.

Of course, the second thing was getting my mutuals to be interested in it. I was met with immediate declines when asking people to try it out. That did not help towards how long I ended up being interested in Revolt. Maybe one day, when Discord REALLY falls off, something may happen otherwise. And hopefully, by that time, the audio will have been properly rewritten and working.