I cant express enough how much i love this movie

Artist : *zoff

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first art of 2022

These two💜

You know what gets feelings out of my system? Fan art.. fan art is the answer

I copy-pasted this from a Discord server I’m in. I have a platform (small as it may be), and I’m using right now to spread something that any of my followers in Oregon (specifically the Portland area) should be aware of.

“Hey gays, this is a serious message, and can apply to most of us.

TW: gun violence

On Friday, Saturday and Sunday, Downtown Portland Oregon will have a gang down there that have publicly stated that they will shoot, and are willing to kill, people that look

-Hispanic

-Mexican

-Gay

-And more

Please, if you live remotely close to this area, stay safe. Remind your friends. Tell loved ones. Spread the message of love and peace. And remember, guns are never the answer.

If you're religious, God bless you.

If you aren't, I wish you the best.”

Y’all need to reblog this

Shitpost: *exists*

Y’all: *hittin reblog like a punchin bag*

Something legitimately important: *gets posted*

Y’all: -crickets-

How the heck this is only getting 33 notes.

After a long and eventful airplane ride where the pair were seated in front of a brat that kept kicking their seat and screaming his little lungs off, the two were finally happy that they landed at their hotel room. 

So happy in fact that they took full advantage of the fact that the hotel believed that each guest should have soundproof rooms. Clothes were tossed haphazardly all over the room as Lance tossed his all too willing boyfriend onto the bed.

Lance planted soft kisses all over his face and body, lingering at the scar on his cheek from the fight with Shiro and the one that he got during the fight at the Blade headquarters.

Even if the battles were long since past since the defeat of Zarkon and Haggar, Keith still had his humanitarian relief efforts and it still took a toll on him with just how many more planets that still needed help.

So each time Keith came back to Earth, Lance would always go about in pampering his Kitten with dates, or just sitting on the couch all cuddled up together in a shared blanket. Squeezing him a little tighter when he leans against his body, a small little content purr rumbling out of him.

And in this case, it was being intimate with each other after Krolia basically surprised them with a all expense trip, saying that Keith, “Is going to overwork himself so hard to the point that Kolivan is considering having one of the newbies follow him around with a sleeping bag. You better make sure that he lowers his stress level.”

Maybe Krolia wasn’t expecting him to be balls deep in her son (or at least he hopes not, that would be creepy) while Keith was begging for more. He was always the loud one between the two, always demanding for it harder and faster, especially in their current room.

So when Lance stopped mid thrust to stare at Keith’s face to stroke at it, always wanting to know that he was doing good and that he wasn’t going too hard. With those soft blue eyes staring at him with a smile on his face and that he wasn’t moving at all, torturing him by denying him his release, Keith whined.

“Lance come on hurry up.” he grumbled, pouting adorably.

“Okay okay, you spoiled little pillow princess.” Lance teased before working himself up to the previous speed.

Squeezing at that ass he loved so much before playfully smacking it, he smirked at his sexy little kitten’s loud scream as he came fast and hard, admiring the flush on his body. Nearing his own release, Lance grunted and pounded into Keith’s body, before cumming into his boyfriend’s spend body.

Panting heavily into his neck, Lance pulled himself out slowly and gently, looking down at his boyfriend, who was looking right back up at him with his soft purple eyes.  “Mmm thank you Lance...” He said, yawning.

“For always being there for me.” 

Laughing and digging around into their little bag, Lance took out a bag of wipes to wipe down his boyfriend to remove out any spunk, kissing him on the tip of his nose.

“Well I should thank you too then, for always being there for me, my little space ranger partner.”

“Oh geez, you’re such a cheese ball!” He groaned before pushing Lance back onto the bed and laying on top of his bare shoulder.

“But I’m your cheese ball, Kitten.” Lance snickered, holding onto him tightly and kissing the top of his head.

“Oh just go to sleep Lance.” Keith warned with a blush on his face.

“Not even in the throes of passion and you’re still a demanding pillow princess... OWW BABE NO BITING HARD!”

I was listening to an art podcast and I heard someone use “creative hibernation” as a term to describe a period of time when your creative energy and flow of ideas is slowing down.

Honestly, it sounds so much better than “art block”. To me, “creative hibernation” sounds less like a negative thing and more like an organic part of the creative process. 

“Art block” sounds very definite. They sound like something you MUST actively fight against to break them down in order to continue. “Hibernation” on the other hand sounds more like a thing that happens every now and then but that will go away on its own when it’s time. It’s a stage of gathering energy for the next creative pursuit. Art block on the other hand is an artificial, mental block that actually just seems to solidify the more you treat it like an obstacle to get around.

All creative people go through this type of slowing down all the time and it is completely alright. I thought I would share this because I think the right kind of mentality is actually one of the most important things of recovering your creative energy.

I needed this.

Oh.

OH.

Beautiful art I commissioned from the wonderful @thesmutwitch for my new fic Bad Weather! (๑¯◡¯๑)

Heads up, new works on AO3 will take a while to show up, they’ve gotten hit with a bunch of spam.

July 6, 2019

hey ao3 can you like give the extra $38k you made from this month’s funds drive to charity

You know it legally is a charity, right?

If x charity aims for £10, but gets £15, would you expect then to give back the extra five or give it then to another charity? No. Any extra costs go into the “rainy day” fund; sometimes servers crash or break, sometimes false reports are made that require the legal team, sometimes you need to hire coders or what not to implement new features or fix bugs or deal with broken code … 

The money they aimed for is the bare minimum, which goes towards things like basic server costs and domain names and legal advice and so forth, but they don’t just “pocket” the rest (as people claim). It’s not a business. It has no advertisements. It needs some “rainy day” cash to function. 

You can’t ask a charity to give money to another charity. 

It needs what it gets to function and improve. 

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In my experience, people who don’t work in web design and hosting just have no concept of how heavy a load something like AO3 would have. Not only is the traffic absolutely buck wild, but the quantity of data that archive needs to store is fuckoff crazy. I’m talking “more than the library of congress” crazy. The only reason it doesn’t require Netflix levels of data serving is that it’s text based rather than video.

AO3 is in the top 300 websites in the world, and the top 100 in the US. It is the number 2 literature website.

Number 2 in the entire world. JSTOR is 20.

It sees about 6 million people a day. About 250k an hour. Each of those people is loading multiple pages, many are running searches that execute on literally hundreds of potential variables per search. The demands involved are astronomical.

JSTOR, btw, makes 85 million dollars a year.

It’s 18 ranks below AO3′s traffic, and takes in 650 times the amount of money.

But let’s say you think that’s an unfair comparison. Would you say that the Project Gutenberg Literature Archival Group- another text based archive that handles literature operating outside traditional copyright requirements- is more similar?

Because it sees all of 4% of the traffic that AO3 handles.

Care to guess its budget?

Double that of AO3.

AO3 is doing shit on the kind of shoestring budget that I fully, 100% cannot comprehend. And that’s just the archival service.

The 130k also pays for the OTW’s legal team, which they use to defend the right of fandom to fucking exist.

It’s absolutely batshit fucked up that people are fighting to have the OTW defunded and AO3 shut down. They are the only organized group that actually stands directly between fandom- all the art and the fics and the vids and the music and the chats and the memes and everything we love about interactive, transformative work- and an incalculable amount of lawsuits.

Can I also add that apart from running a legal team and the best online library around, they also run a free, peer-reviewed academic journal dedicated to fan studies called Transformative Works and Cultures.. They incorporate studies of fandoms from all around the world, and are able to follow very closely with fandom trends. Studies found in TWC are leagues better than those cringey ‘I heard about this fan-dom thing from my teenage niece’ essays. 

Just reblogging this to remind everyone that AO3 is fucking incredible and it has singularly transformed fandom.

speaking as someone who works in cloud, I’ve had some variation of this conversation so many times:

boss: that can’t be done. me: AO3 does it, and for 1/100th what you’re suggesting it’d cost. boss: they’re using blood magic. it’s the only explanation.

This is Adam Erickson, pastor at the Clackamas United Church of Christ in Milwaukee, Oregon!

Oh finally. A real Christian.

the hardest part about bouncing back from a depressive episode is cleaning up the mess you’ve made of your life like you can’t exactly say “sorry for ignoring you and your messages for a week, i was too busy suffering from crippling loneliness hope we’re still ok lol” right

I’m reblogging this just to say if anyone I know ever drops all contact with me for a week because they’re having a depressive episode and then comes back to try and re-establish connection afterward, I will understand.

The more we’re advancing in this timeline the less fucks AOC is giving and I’m endlessly here for it