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my friends keep trying to look in the mirror but i dont have mirrors in my car so i fixed it
Apparently some people still need to hear this so: using an 'ai checker' is still using ai. If you are feeding someone's fic to one of these checkers, you will still not be sure their fic is ai because they are not 100% accurate, but you can be 100% sure that you are using ai. For fic. Furthermore you are doing the work of an ai scraper for them. You are, personally, feeding the machine. There is no actual excuse for using an ai checker on fanfic as a hobby. YOU are the problem.
If you think a fic is ai, mute it and move on. That's it. That's all you do.
Um. Yikes
ohhhbhh i finally realized what's been tickling the back of my brain about the visuals of planet Adrian;
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#hmm. sure okay yeah you could say that i guess. that's a comparison you could probably make if you wanted.
proud victim of the tumblr accent. it's fading out of public consciousness as the tik tok accent takes precedence; a linguistic evolution that makes the tumblr accent 85% funnier to unsuspecting civilians. it's like releasing a disease on a non-inoculated population. coughing baby versus hydrogen bomb.
For anyone curious or who would like to meet your knowing shoelace - got them from the president - outside of tumblr comrade, here are some to get you started:
First of all, how dare you
going to get a good grade in [something], which is normal to want and possible to achieve.
What's [noun] doing at the devil's sacrament
We used to be a society
Not my circus, not my monkeys
screaming, crying, throwing up
haunting the narrative, haunted by the narrative
peasants (inclusive to all people but especially things)
ancient times/old ways (but you're referring to last week or last century)
Note: Some of the dialect can only be viewed Through Typing or through sheer excitement and contagion like Death to Julius Caesar and Pi Day.
“Yes, you can ‘see’ Arceus. But, what you are seeing is a facsimile; a pitiful approximation of Their Infinite Being. It is the best our mortal eyes can manage.”
microdosing on catharsis by watching a fictional character or persona i relate to have an emotional breakdown until my chest starts to ache from the amount i've repressed
dont look at me /i/ didnt design the shirt
dreaming
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How do I... use this? I don't know what to do ;-;
here’s a youtube tutorial by the guy who made it
genuinely i don’t think it’s possible to easily explain the explicit part of online friendships to people who don’t Understand. i don’t mean like, explicit in the sense of “oh you’re sexting” or whatever. no. i mean when you and your friend start gleefully making up explicit sexual scenarios for your shared blorbos and you get giddier and giddier as you add more detail and you’ll be grinning at your screen as you type away at mach speeds. and it’s entirely nonsexual in an interpersonal sense, you’re not really getting Into it, but ohhhhh it’s soooooo fun and satisfying. and you can NEVER tell someone who doesn’t also do this that your mood is actively improved like fivefold because you and your friend played Sexual Tuoys together because they’ll go “what the FUCK.”
Size comparison of Y’gathok, the Ceaseless Hunger and Bjorn, our level 20 Goliath Barbarian.
Hey quick question: why the FUCK do you have that
Imagine, from out of nowhere, your dm casually slapping this thing down on the table like any other encounter.
“Yeah, the fight will start in a sec, uh…I’ll give inspiration to whomever helps me get this fucking box out of my car.”
https://www.reddit.com/r/DnD/comments/7asxci/oc_ygathok_the_ceaseless_hunger_final_boss_of_our/ This is the reveal of this ridiculousness during their game
Please watch this reveal video it’s kickass
FUCK ME the reveal video
“CHRIS??????”
“Um, I don’t think our plan is gonna work.”
Always reblog Y'gathok
always ALWAYS reblog Y'gathok!
whoever's idea it was to have womens t-shirts have those tiny sleeves that go way up into the armpits must have done that maliciously
something incredibly funny about dnd trying to get in on the cute animal of the week trend with a popular raccoon and, because this is how dnd works with regards to animals, doing so by releasing a statblock so you can fight and kill it
putting "don't you dare" in the XP count but still explaining how one would go about fighting jimothy the raccoon, a random animal with a spinal condition, is killing me
Booktok, tired of having the same arguments over and over again, brainstorms some exciting new book discourse ideas.
While I do understand the desperation - non-witches are essentially taught to rely on witches because magic is just "not something they can do" - there's an interesting kind of... entitlement, almost, to the way people seem to react to witches.
"You're here to help us! There's a problem!" We see a lot of physical grabbing as well. I know this man is stressed for very good reason, but he's also trying to pull a guy away from a sick, hospitalized kid.
Witches are sort of "advertised" for lack of a better term as those who work magical miracles for the sake of the people, and there's a great complexity to the relationship between witches and non-witches that I really enjoy.
Non-witches, of course, can't know that magic is not that simple because this information is intentionally kept from them, and so they are forced to wait for and rely on, essentially, "magical saviours". Witches certainly hold more power. But on the flip side, non-witches are brought up to believe that witches are so separate from ordinary people that they almost cease to treat them as human, especially in crises when tensions run high. At the riverbank in volume 2, Agott was not seen as a child, she was seen as a witch. Here, the very apparent fact that Qifrey is clearly watching over a child is disregarded because he is a witch and he is supposed to be helping people, regardless of anything else.
Again, on paper, this society may sound benevolent, but in practice, we can see how the divides that the Pact necessitates only widen misunderstandings and frustrations between pretty much everyone.
What if you made up a guy who suffered suffered suffered suffered suffered suffered
This month people have been tearing Flock cameras off their poles.
This month people have been tearing Flock cameras off their poles. Perched above public streets, they are birdlike things, weatherproof, and they photograph every passing car and file it in a searchable national database. Somebody cut two of them in half at Washington Avenue and Westcott in Houston, spray-painted the wreckage, and left an American flag on one of them. Police were notified on the morning of the Fourth of July. Somebody severed a camera in Rutherfordton, North Carolina. The police department posted the photograph itself and collected more than twenty thousand comments. “Not all heroes wear capes.” “Give them a medal.” Here is what the cameras do when nobody cuts them down. Cops use them to hunt immigrants and to follow ICE targets across state lines and to find women who ended pregnancies in states where that is a crime and to watch exes and to watch women they want, without a warrant and without a judge. A cop types a reason in a box and the box does not check. A man in Burleson, Texas, told deputies his girlfriend had taken abortion pills. He showed them the photographs, the FedEx envelope, the instructions. Deputies opened a death investigation into a non-viable fetus, and the district attorney told them the state could not charge her, and they searched anyway: 83,345 cameras across 6,809 networks, a month of everywhere she had been. The reason they typed was had an abortion, search for female. The search reached Illinois and Washington, where what she did was legal. They found her in Dallas. She came into the sheriff’s office a week later, and they thought she had come to explain the fetus, and she had come to report that the man who called them had put a gun to her head. A sheriff in Jerome County, Idaho ran his wife’s plate more than seven hundred times in three months. He typed the same reason every time. Test. The attorney general found nothing to charge him with. He retired in April. The Institute for Justice counts at least twenty-two officers who used the system to track people they were romantically interested in, and calls that almost certainly an undercount. And the cameras keep falling.
Become ungovernable.