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elyasx · 4 months

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I just finished Good Omens...Nobody better talk to me in the next year.

#good omens #it's so good #but ffs why #i hate everything #i'm sad #and distraught #a lot #don't talk to me

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puraiuddo · 11 months

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FanFiction.net is not gone.

Right now it's a victim of DNS (Domain Name Service) spoofing. This means that a malicious party is trying to steal traffic from FFn by purchasing a very similar domain.

Correction:

The new "fake" site that people are seeing still belongs to FanFiction.net—they just misconfigured their servers and are not redirecting traffic from the bare fanfiction.net to the main site at www.fanfiction.net. There is likely no malicious agent. Didn't mean to scare anyone! Just wanted to let people know the site wasn't deleted!

So if you want to read fanfiction and not see leaves, you have have to type out "www.fanfiction.net".

Please share so people stop panicking.

#i was not expecting this to become ANYWHERE near as popular as this is #sorry for the misinformation concerning why the website wasn't working #just wanted to get the point across the ffn isn't dead #fanfiction #ffn #fanfiction.net #fanfiction dot net #fanfictionnet #ff net #purs post #psa

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theghostofbean · 7 months

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”Men think about the Roman Empire” “What’s the female version of the Roman Empire” SHUT UPPPPP. SHUT THE FUCK UPPPPPP. AS A WOMAN I LOVE THE ROMAN EMPIRE. AS A WOMAN I LOVE ANCIENT HISTORY AND BATTLES AND POLITICAL INSTABILITY. THE “GIRL VERSION OF THE ROMAN EMPIRE” IS THE ROMAN EMPIRE. IM GOING TO STAB YOU 23 TIMES

#why do we have to gender history ffs I hate it here #sorry just had to get it out my system #roman empire #history #classics #tagamemnon #ancient history #ancient rome

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vladim-3d · 1 month

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Re-made the AI-generated image of PS2 Shadow that has been going around, because SCREW 'EM MACHINES!!

#sonic #sonic fanart #shadow the hedgehog #3dart #2000s #2000s nostalgia #YOU COULD JUST DO IT YOURSELF #WHY AI-GENERATE IT FFS

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beescake · 5 months

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lovee

#homestuck #solkat #sollux captor #karkat vantas #vioart #2023 #brain: girl why the FUCK are u opening a new doc when u still havent finished all ur comms and wips 😑...#me: NO!!! i am too emotionally unwell !!!!#brain: ffs.. 🙄😒 ok fine u get ONE (1) emotionally unwell drawing before u hv to continue work 👎#me: YAYY

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lassieposting · 1 year

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anyway jaskier is like. basically the human equivalent of those wild animals someone feeds who've lost all fear of people and now just break into houses to eat out of the trash and chill in the pool

he's been travelling with a witcher since he was 18. he has zero fear of any of them. he associates witchers with Having Things Done For Him and Being Provided For and Give Love. he has no reservations whatsoever about going up to any random witcher he happens to pass when geralt isn't around and asking them to help him with something or do something for him or just. trailing after them for a while because he knows if he whines perfectly on pitch they'll hunt his dinner and store his shit in their horse's saddlebags and keep him safe on the road, even if they're grumpy about it. at kaer morhen he is like the stray cat geralt fed one time and now everyone is just like "well he lives here now i guess". it just Does Not Occur to him that he might ever be in danger with a witcher around. this is a man who finds things lying around in the kaer morhen lab and just fucking. eats them

anyway. those "please do not feed the animals it teaches them to approach people" signs but. for jaskier and the oxenfurt students who start trying to imitate him and adopt a witcher

#the witcher #jaskier #netflix witcher #it's a toss-up between witchers who are like 'ffs geralt this is why we don't encourage human attachments'#and the ones who are like 'it's free bard'#geraskier #witchersexual jaskier

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divinebunnii · 3 months

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i love perverted nerds and geeks, cocks of all sizes, and reach around pussy rubbing

#still tired of seeing big cocks v small cocks #all cocks are good #all dicks are good #ffs #tired today exhausted today why am I still here #I hate this website I hate you people #thoughts #bunni speaks

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muncherofcontent · 4 months

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theres so much 'jasons the theatre kid' and 'no but dicks the circus kid' and 'damian talks like an actual 70 year old' SHUT UP THEY ALL DRESS IN FURRY SUITS AND JUMP AROUND ON ROOF TOPS AR NIGHT?!?? THEYRE ALL FUCKIN DRAMATIC AND WEIRD OKAY

#dc is just whack #like god forbid they go to therapy and be normal people #nooo i gotta dress in a skin tight furry suit on the daily #also why do people think duke is the sane one??#he jumped off a bridgr ffs #dick grayson #barbara gordon #jason todd #tim drake #stephanie brown #cassandra cain #duke thomas #damian wayne

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johnskleats · 2 months

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hey so do you guys remember how zuko was deemed worthy and blessed with the true nature of fire by the guardians of light themselves and became 100x the firebender he was after, with a newfound understanding and oneness with his element

kind of like how katara handled the moon and ocean spirit with her own hands and was blessed with unmatched waterbending power and oneness with her element and also spirit water but get this, also the healing ability to bring someone back from certain death

y'all remember that

#zutara #the parallels never end #i 100% hc that katara was blessed singularly by the spirits and that is why she went from struggling to THRIVING in her mastery #able to bloodbend on her first try ffs #katara and zuko have a degree if spirituality that a@ng ironically does not have. he is religious #but they are spiritual #and take bending seriously as a sacred gift not meant to be raken lightly #unlike someone

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foldingfittedsheets · 2 months

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My mom has this awful friend, Cynthia. My loathing goes deep enough that I’m not even going to change her name. If she ever finds this she knows what she did.

On multiple occasions my mom asked this horrible irresponsible chicken brained woman to watch after our animals while we were away. I don’t know why once wasn’t enough, because the first failure was so spectacular that anyone in their right mind would know she couldn’t be trusted with any level of responsibility or direction following.

You might be thinking to yourself, FFS, this level of antipathy is surely unwarranted! But you’d be wrong.

To set the scene, we were living in downstairs of our house when I was about fifteen. My mom has always wanted more animals than can reasonably be kept indoors which is how we ended up with three cats. When she wanted to kick them all outside I protested, and so all three cats lived in my bedroom with no access to the rest of the house.

That really wasn’t great, so in an attempt to give them options we made a window cutout with a cat door in it to give them access to the outdoors. Looking back on this as an environmentally conscious adult it’s wretched, cats should be indoor only, but at the time I was desperate to give them some freedom because one bedroom is too small for three cats.

So my parents and I went on a week long trip to visit family out of state. We told Cynthia to come feed and water the cats, and to scoop the litter box. Most importantly, don’t lock the handle of the door, because we only have the key to the deadbolt.

I’m sure you can see where this is going.

Cynthia locked us out. We arrived home after 12 hours on the road, desperate for the comfort of our own beds. We were met with an unyielding door. With a sigh I volunteered, “I can punch in the cat door and climb in the window.”

I slipped behind the bamboo outside my window and pushed in the cutout. A horrible insidious reek wafted out at me. I paused, prickling with foreboding. But I had a job to do, and by god I’d see it through. I hefted myself up into the window and my hand immediately landed in something wet.

Skin crawling, I pulled myself up and surveyed the darkened room as a miserable odor of decay and suffering poured out of the room around me. I could see dark shapes littering the carpet and it didn’t take a genius to guess that the cats had taken up hunting in a big way during my absence.

I pulled my hand out of the pile of vomit it had landed in and dropped into my onetime bedroom turned now into a hellpit of decomposing wretchedness. I turned on the light. I wished I had not turned on the light.

My eyes scanned across the floor, tallying as they went. Two dead birds, a dead baby rabbit, five dead mice, and one dead snake. I paused on my alarm clock, perplexed to see a stain of white on it. I stepped closer and saw a furtive movement.

The tally suddenly contained also: one live bird that had shit in several places, probably in pure terror to find itself trapped in a room littered with decomposing woodland creatures, which honestly, fair. I coaxed it out the window and finished the survey with five discrete piles of vomit.

I unlocked the door and let my parents in. They exclaimed in disgust at the horrible smell. We stood together in my doorway floored by the magnitude of neglect. The unscooped litter box was a subtle footnote in the tangible reek my living space. I disposed of the parade of ecological disaster, cleaned vomit, and scooped the box after a brutally long day on the road. The cats were fine, and happy to see me. They had a huge dish or food and water so Cynthia’s neglect at least hadn’t harmed them.

Then I slept on the couch while my bedroom aired out, the windows flung wide to dispel the uneasy ghosts of the hunted. I spent the whole night cursing Cynthia’s name for this evil she’d visited upon me. When my mom asked her, "Cynthia, didn't you see the dead animals?"

Cynthia responded, "Yes, they smelled so bad, I just ran in and out as fast as I could." I fully don't believe she did any caretaking, and I'm personally of the opinion that she locked herself out on the first day and never came back.

The next day my room had returned to a habitable level of smellscape and I gratefully crawled into my bed that night. I stretched out and froze as my foot brushed something cold and wet?

The final indignity: one last dead snake, inside my very sheets.

Fucking Cynthia.

#ramblies #story #ffs foibles #keep your cats inside #but also looking back like why didn't I change my sheets #I did not have good bed hygiene instilled in me from my parents #later that lady would go on to leave a huge metal dish of dog food in the middle of the yard #despite the fact that we told her over and over not to feed the dog because he was on a diet #and I knew not to trust her so my friend was coming twice a day to feed him his portioned out meals #he gained like ten pounds in the week we were gone eating rained on mushy dog food #that fucking woman was a menace

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theworsethingsgettheharderifight · 2 years

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