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Reblog to put one of these in your mutuals’ pocket when they’re not looking

[ID: eight small flocked bear figurines. Four of them are different shades of brown, and the rest are pastel blue, pink, purple, and yellow. /end ID]

Hey I don’t know if this is being talked about on Tumblr but thankfully the AO3 subreddit has a conversation going about this app that just went live.

TikTok user unravel.me.now has just launch an app (lore.fm) she is calling “Audible for AO3”. It’s an app that uses AI voices to read out fics.

🚨She is requiring any authors who do not want their fics to be on this app to OPT OUT by emailing team@lore.fm 🚨 🚨She has not given an actual template or how you’re supposed to prove you’re the author or said how her team will process this or how she will keep these requests secure🚨

I do not have this app. I haven’t seen anyone use it yet. According to Reddit users, unravel.me.now’s earlier TikToks stated she envisions the app being able to create libraries stored on that app and to have version of “Spotify wrapped”. That implies that eventually data collection must happen, if it’s not happening currently.

I don’t know the actual capabilities of this app. I don’t know the legalities. I do know that it personally feels like this app is trying to turn AO3 into a content generation source and I haven’t heard of the app allowing you to leave a comment or kudos or interact with the original work.

I’m just sad about this.

I checked their page and I found this:

So for now it seems like this could be the only barrier we have? Because their email system seems absolutely fucked and inefficient.

Another mermay because I always have room for more kurameshi in my life.

I did Mazoku Yusuke because it's law that mermaids must have long hair, which lead nicely into making him a tiger shark :3

I saw a post talking about how some of your mutuals will always be their url to you (even once you know their name), soooo

bill seacaster is gonna be so fucking mad when he hears the bad kids fought a hoard of dragons in the sky on his house and he wasn’t there

shadowgast kiss meme: hand kiss ✨

i know y'all said to make it spicy, but something happened along the way, and i didn't. hope you will still enjoy some desperate hand kisses!

tip jar!

Do you think tumblr will ever learn the difference between “I’m defending this person because I agree with them wholeheartedly and I am also like this person” and “I’m defending this person because your behavior is dangerous and you need to stop”

IMO, blurring the lines between “I’m defending them because they’re right” and “I’m defending them because you’re taking this too far” is step numero uno to cutting down the very existence of fair trial and democracy–even in places where saying that might seem a little dramatic. 

Mob mentality is extremely strong in humans and it’s also extremely dangerous. Mobs don’t think things through. Mobs kill and they destroy and they can’t be reasoned with. Someone trying to calm a mob down isn’t someone defending the ~problematic party~ It’s time we re-learn that.

“even IF the guy did whatever you’re accusing them of, mob violence isn’t a fair or proportionate response, and you guys need to go home and mind your own fucking business” is a thing absolutely no one likes to hear but frequently needs to be said regardless

So you literally do not agree and have learned nothing

[ID: tags reading, “#agree with this post but You can smell what its originally about. there is a stench on this post”. End ID]

every story i've ever made is about fear

forever in awe of people who pay attention. people who wait for you while you tie your shoes while the others have walked away. when they continue listening intently while the rest of the group stopped listening. noticing your moments of silence when everyone else hasn’t. “this made me think of you” noticing things you never even noticed about yourself. people who say “text me when you get home safe.” people who make you laugh until you cry. childhood friends who keep in touch. people with genuine intentions. people who are soft when the world has given them every opportunity to turn hard. the “let’s get ice cream” at 3am friend. the turn up the music in the car and sing friend. people whose actions match their words. people who make the world feel less chaotic. kindred spirits. the trustworthy and honest. hard workers. good listeners. clear communicators. people who love you for who you are. people who don’t ask you to be anything other than yourself. people who choose you. people who stay.

“can anyone hear me” and “its so dark in here” and “who said that” have got to be some of my fav things to say on a post because it brings to mind being locked in a room or lost in a cave, probably because of what youve said. not being called out in desperation, but in much calmer yet still resigned-to-your-fate way. in the case of “who said that” you’re saying something out the side of your mouth or under your breath, sometimes just fully out loud, then feigning bewilderment to whip around and look behind you. Sometimes in this case you’re in a vast and empty wheat field with no audience anyway. In all cases you’re definitely some sort of madman or loon or otherwise totally bonkers. just a glimpse into how my Posting Interpretation is.

sorry everyone we won’t be seeing any men today they’ve all been bricked into their enclosure

The Cask of Amontillado (1846) (wri. Edgar Allen Poe)

@powerfulblob

[ID: A large door bricked in with formal letters reading “Men” at the top. end ID]

shadowgast kiss meme: hair/head kiss ✨

the key to Essek's peaceful nighttime reading is tiring his young man out with wizardly activities enough for said man to fall asleep in the middle of some cuddly kisses : )

tip jar!

take off all your clothes and walk into the sea

this is a post about feeling the waves crash into your tiddies n getting goosed by a mermaid this is not a sad post this is a post about exhilaration

If gnomes partook in the BDSM lifestyle, then perhaps, they would use a singular blade of grass for a whip, and a particularly ripe blueberry for a ball gag.

now, i understand that this concept may seem far-fetched. But all you need to do is cast your mind to a realm where such frivolous concepts are considered normal.

Guys, we’re saved! I see… a cactus…

[id: art of Sokka in the desert holding his hand to his forehead to shield his eyes from the sun. He is looking to the distance. Momo is standing on Sokka’s shoulders and leaning on his head mimicking Sokka. /end id]