We lost something as a culture when computers stopped screaming in agony as you connected them to the internet.
You would not have survived the dark ages. A webring would spell great peril. There was no search. And the dark things lurked out in the open in those days.
The computer screamed because it knew.
if it didn’t torture a landline phone for the duration of the process, was it really internet?
My dad hit me with the info that there was an option to turn it off… the sound… the whole time. But he didn’t want to tell me. Or to stop me from the, presumably character building, ritual of struggling to smother it to death with a pillow at 12:30am so I could be on the Forbidden Web and not wake my parents.
okay, i know we are going to rightfully make fun of buck until the end of time for that ‘ally’ thing, but in all seriousness i don’t actually think he’s trying to pretend that he’s not attracted to (a) men or (b) tommy, specifically. like, he kissed the guy and agreed to go on a date with him; he’s kind of a himbo but he’s not actually stupid.
i think he’s trying (clumsily!) to articulate that he doesn’t feel like he’s allowed to treat this as a big deal, because he’s always been an ally, he’s always been fine with it when it was other people, he doesn’t think there’s anything wrong with it at all, so there’s no reason for him to feel so anxious.
i’m conducting an experiment. everyone who’s from an english speaking country state your country, regional area and what you call the following images. i need to see something
Day three of “leaving the house” and “doing exercise” and I am absolutely gutted to report i feel much less depressed and have even managed to bake cookies.
but when i tried to love him i loved at the wrong time
this is a two for one spec inspired by this post and my long lost love trapped dads
any complaints about this fic can and should be directed to @evankinard who bullied me into writing this for her after i ruined her day with a single dm. love you bby <3
Love how tumblr has its own folk stories. Yeah the God of Arepo we’ve all heard the story and we all still cry about it. Yeah that one about the woman locked up for centuries finally getting free. That one about the witch who would marry anyone who could get her house key from her cat and it’s revealed she IS the cat after the narrator befriends the cat.
Might I add:
The defeat of the wizard who made people choose how they’d be to be executed
The woman who raised the changeling alongside her biological child
The human who died of radiation poisoning after repairing the spaceship
The adventures of a space roomba
Cinderella finding Araura (and falling in love)
I don’t know a snappy description but the my nemesis cynthia story certainly lives in my head
hilariously, these are almost all in my fic tag. so, a compiled list from the notes (and some extras):
What about the one with the princess locked in a tower learning to become a wizard? That’s lived in my mind for years and I haven’t seen it in a long time
I can hardly take any credit for these stories! But I love sharing them. Unfortunately I cannot read all the prompt responses so please tag me if you want me to reblog a story that resonated with you so I can give it a little boost :)
This is part of my ongoing Discworld jacket embroidery project. Of course Great A'Tuin has to be on there. And of course it has to be the biggest one of them all.
I’m going to put the finished product in my masterpost, but I’m so proud of the thing that I have to put it in an extra post beforehand. Enjoy!
Update!!!
Behold: the elephants! 😁
The turtle moves! Now it’s just the “cargo” left. And the universe. Well.
Update 3: Why did I have to try single thread for the disc. Why. How did I ever think that was a good idea. This is taking aaaages.
I’d say never again, but I know myself too well…
Still trying to decide whether to outline the landmass with darker thread or not. It would make the lands more distinct - but it might also make it look more like a comic. If you have any thoughts on it, let me know. I’ll only decide once I’ve finished the rest of the disc and that’ll be at least a week, if I had to guess.
I finally had some time to continue and the disc is done! Now just some stars, planets, etc…
My estimate is that this took about 150 hours. About half of that went into the disc because I discovered single thread embroidery.
And because I always think it’s really interesting to see the back of the embroidery - bonus:
On to the next one! Maybe I’ll do the luggage now.
Wow..!
Fuckin HELL, bud. You’re an embroidery 🪡 HERO. SPECTACULAR!!!
It was 13 or 14 years ago. From what I remember you just shouldered aside the mastodons, went into the Tumblr cave and carved your mark on the wall, telling people you were now signed up for tumblr, and then they would haul memes on animal hides past you. Back then it was mostly cats doing amusing things, obviously, but we would watch them by the flickering firelight, and chortle to ourselves hopefully before leaving the cave and trudging back to our lives.
This is just how it was. …Though Neil seems to have had more mastodons on his case than I had.
…I remember having had to hand-knap a meme or two before they finally automated that. (Took them forever, and previously you had to be running the right version of PHP…)
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