Perfect

Lup: "WHAT THE FUCK! Even is this GOD DAMN-"

Merle: "what if we just *some dumbass idea that makes a concerning amount of sense*"

Taako: "Oh my GOD Merle! You can't just-"

Davenport: "I mean I think it's worth a shot!"

Lucretia: "hmm, well if-"

Barry: "that wouldn't work because-"

Magnus, internally: do you think they'd notice of I just ate it?

the wizards pondering their orb or whatever i didn't watch the adventure zone

ID: First image is digital art of the IPRE crew gathered around the Light of Creation, a pale blue ball of light, currently resting on a table. They are all dressed in red robes and appear to be having an intense discussion. On the far left is Lucretia, a human woman with short, curly hair. She is holding a book in one hand and pointing at the light with a pencil. On her right is Davenport, a gnomish man with neat looking hair and mustache. He is leaning one elbow on the table and resting his other hand on his hip. On Lucretia's left is Lup, an elven woman with shoulder-length curly hair, slight build, and freckles. She in angrily thowing her hands up in the air. To Lup's left is Magnus, a human man with short hair, muscular build, and thick sideburns. He is leaning on the back of a chair and is starin at the light of creation with the only bored expression in the group. Next to Magnus is Barry, another human man with a chubby build, short hair, and glasses. He is vaguely gesturing with open palms. Next to him is Taako, an elven man with long, curly hair, a slight build, and freckls. He is rubbing his forehead with a hand. Next to Taako is Merle, an older dwarvish man with a beard and a receding hairline. He is gesturing one hand at the light. The second image is a close up of Magnus with everyone around him blurred out. A caption pointing to him reads, "zoned out 20 minutes ago." End ID

I love Devo but sometimes I want to punch him in his stupid non-existent face

pov: you're a fanfic writer who's in school/college

me: I'm in the mood to write.

my brain: ....write your essay, right?

me:....

my brain: You're going to write your essay, RIGHT?

oh I wasn’t aware it was feeding the ai. I’ve inserted hundreds of fics into chatgpt for their continuation or for a different plot within the same context just for fun and out of curiosity… but I’ve never posted any of them…

Indeed, anything that is given to AI it can use later to draw from. That's why it doesn't matter if you post them or not as it has now access to those writers' texts without their permission.

~Mod L

Minecraft Piglins fuck me up. Like, they’re one of two/three seemingly sentient species, but there’s clearly something wrong with them.

They’ve got bastions throughout the nether, huge buildings that at one point were clearly lovingly constructed. Not only were these buildings functional (apartment complexes, hoglin stables), but they created art. Not just carvings, but music. Not even villagers have created music discs, only piglins. Piglins also had access to the overworld at some point, they have a number of items (carrots, water bottles, string, iron) that could only have been obtained from the Overworld.

But… something happened. At some point in the past, something happened, and Piglins lost the ability to maintain their buildings. The buildings fell into ruins, and even though the Piglins stayed with the ruins, they couldn’t salvage them. They just wander the broken hallways.

What happened? Well, we don’t know for sure. But… Piglins are afraid of Zombie Piglins. Even though Zombie Piglins won’t attack them, Piglins still try to get away from them. Despite this, Zombie Piglins don’t appear infectious. Piglins don’t even turn into them when they die. Instead, Piglins turn into Zombies when exposed to the Overworld. The Overworld infects them, and unlike Zombie Villagers, there is no cure.

It can’t have always been this way, Piglins would’ve needed to be able to access the Overworld at some point to get materials. But something went wrong. And here you are, exploring the ruins of a society and left wondering what happened. Or maybe more importantly, are you next?

there is nothing more threatening then when a fanfic author hits you with a single :) in the authors note

okay but taz balance au where barry and lup pitch the lich idea to everyone and they all become liches. in wonderland when edward yeets magnus out of his body he doesn’t go into the astral plane he just remembers everything and just starts wrecking shit with barry who’s like “fuck finally welcome back”

He looked up at them with a horrified gasp

"He's dying to see us."

"Well yeah, we know that. Otherwise he wouldn't be astral projecting to us or whatever it is."

He shook his head, "no- I mean- he's literally- he's dying."

So did Ranboo start in the Dream SMP by being revived by Dream?

Cus he only showed up after Dream got the revive book, right? And we KNOW that his enderwalk state was working with Dream, so maybe Ranboo died a long time ago and maybe the first thing Dream did with it was test it by bringing his once-ally back to life. Low risk, low reward.

Except it didn't work. Ranboo didn't remember anything. Maybe it'd been too long, or Dream hadn't gotten it right yet.

Which is why when he joined he tried to kill Ranboo. To "reset him" or something. Maybe this got rid of two of his canon lives, or maybe he died when Sam killed him because he was already living a borrowed life and he had less than none left at that point

Wilbur opens his chest like a fridge

Au where both Fundy and Wilbur are fox hybrids. And like foxes, they have storage in their mouth. So when they take things out of their inventory they just. Spit it out.

Wilbur: Phil.

*various choking noises, sword falls on the ground*

Wilbur: Kill me.

Philza: I'm not touching that.