#thank you thank you thank you thank you thank you

[same-picture-of-a-rock-every-day]

Follow for a special picture of the birthday rock

[ image id: a picture of a grey and white rock on a white background, with a birthday party cone-hat, a banner and confetti in the background, and small rainbow text in the corner reading. "HAPPY BIRTHDAY"]

[regrettorisotto]

i fucking LOVE LIFE !!!! YOU WANNA KNOW WHY???? IM ALIVE AT THE SAME TIME AS AO3 EXISTS!! THERES NEVER BEEN A BETTER AGE EVER !!!!! AND IM LIVING NOW AAAHAHHAHAHAHAHA

[mynqzo]

when someone mentions using ai at me like chatgpt i physically feel my body recoil and my opinion of them rapidly decrease like in the sims

[lowpolyanimals]

Piglet from Vintage Story

[hinamie]

don't feel too well//you're always on my mind

[thoodleoo]

once again reading bostock's footnotes on pliny the elder and i think this is maybe the funniest way he could have ever conveyed the notion that he thinks pliny's peeled and boiled honey-vinegar-oil cucumber recipe is bad

[kings-robot-swooning-blog]

Me looking at kef saying walruses aren't cute and not making Ratchet that: coward (jk jk)

Svsvsv @keferon obviously it's your au and I always say ya do what ya like, love your og design honestly

Buuut I also really adore walruses, they're kinda goofy guys and Ratch just fits so much so I wanted to try and design him as one (with inspo from your og design obv) also I whipped this up so quickly I kinda forgot he's supposed to have prosthetics whoops

[elliotruinszelda]

Hello again! I want to say thank you all for the really kind words and notes, I can’t recall a time where my art has been complimented this much!

So take these doodles I did of my 4 favorites!

I do want to say I am very new to the LU, I’ve only learned about it around a month or so ago, believe it or not! I live under a rock!

Also, side note: this is all digital, I haven’t touched a pencil in about ten years 😅 I appreciate your faith in me, though!

[anatomight]

New brush, more disco colours

song inspo: spotify | youtube

[wizard-loving-wizard]

Dungeons and Drag Queens won the Web Series Queerty Award! (Part 1)

[dear-ao3]

[syndrmes]

🎉🎂SYNDRMES 1K (????) PARTY 🎉 🎂

[twelve-crows]

#FUCKELON

LIKE TO CHARGE REBLOG TO CAST LET'S GET THIS FUCKER EXPLODEDED

[born2b-beheaded]

Huge thank you to anybody looking out for Aim and I; it means the world. You don't understand how happy I was to see someone looking out for me.

Obviously we fucked up. Obviously the joke wasn't funny. We apologized!! We realize that we were in the wrong!! Nobody is denying that!! What else do you want us to do? Go back in time and undo it? I wish I could!!

Anonymously telling people to kill themselves over a bad joke they made is fucking crazy. Trying to "cancel" us over this is fucking crazy.

But back to my original thing- thank you thank you thank you to anyone that was looking out for aim and I, and even just asking how we're doing. I appreciate it so much, you don't understand. It made me cry to see people looking out for us. I appreciate you guys so much.

[jamietarttsnorthernattitude]

🌹🌹🌹🌹🌹🌹🌹 in case you want to share any of those paragraphs 🌹🌹🌹🌹🌹🌹🌹

I think you will recognize this portion of the home invasion fic from your lovely bedtime story:

Roy pulled up to Jamie’s house at 3:59 am. Since Roy took the manager position, the four am training with Jamie has been few and far between. Roy was busy with match prep, training prep, having to actually read the scouting reports now, and dealing with everything he never realised his managers worked through. Jamie crawled across the finish line of the season last year, and Roy was not letting that happen again, so Jamie’s additional training was carefully rolled back to include less cardio, more active rest days. But every few weeks, Roy got to join his friend for training like old times. 

Roy felt tense as he exited his SUV, but he couldn’t pinpoint why. The air felt charged despite it being slightly warmer than it usually was in February. He shut his door and caught sight of Jamie’s cars. Both had their windshields smashed in. Roy had dropped Jamie off just last night after reviewing match tape. Even at his prickiest levels of prick, Jamie couldn’t have gotten himself into trouble in that short of time. 

 Fuck. He ran the short distance to the front door, banging on it with his fist. Four AM was the hour people were statistically least prepared to defend themselves, after all.

“Jamie! Jamie!”

He banged on the door louder and then throws his shoulder into the door. He stumbled into the foyer as the door hits something solid. In the darkness Roy can’t make out the form, but the noise it emitted as the door crashed into it will haunt Roy’s dreams. 

It’s not even a whimper, more like a whine. Not a noise humans are supposed to make. It’s so dark, and Roy’s brain can’t keep up. It had only been a minute or two since he arrived at Jamie’s, he struggled to comprehend how he got to where he was now. Another noise escaped the shape on the floor, shockingly even more pained than the previous sound. Roy switched on his headlamp.

“Fucking hell,” the blob finally whispered, voice quiet and pained.

Jamie.