#But yea genuine question

[rookisit]

how the fuck do I explain the Qsmp to my parents

Like yea I'm just going to go disappear into my room for 5-7 hours on a perfect summer day to watch my favorite white cis 34 year old Minecraft streamer take care of eggs due to the fact they made the mother leave by blowing up a wall because they have the impulse control of fucking kindergarteners and also to watch him get dragged kicking and screaming into gay role play and having to put up with the government. Oh, and did I mention that this is why I randomly started learning spanish?

The islands main goal despite the government having conflicting ideologies is communication and connection! Sure they kidnaped a few people but they are making lifelong connections between the island residents despite language barriers!

...

[dovewingkinnie]

u know what its so lonely making ocs . and not being part of a fandom too bc nothing interests you but your own ocs . like who do u talk to about them- like someone who is just as invested as you are . WHO DO U TALK TO THERE IS NOBODY im tired of people complaining that their fandom has 5 people... AT LEAST U HAVE THOSE 5 PEOPLE!!! ur gonna have to get lucky somehow and create a fandom urself for your ocs!! cause if u dont then You Are The Fandom!! you are the one carrying it!!!!! yea sure theres no drama or discourse But its lonely as fuck bro!!

[dungeons-and-dragon-age]

he could've said if it bothered him it's fine!

[eclaire-went-bam]

hey, what happened to the left believing in second chances? what happened to the belief that if somebody's tangibly doing better, they deserve that chance? you guys realise how common problematic beliefs were when the internet was younger? like, when gamergate was a thing? not that long ago? you guys realise most people on the internet are not from the same moral background as you? you guys realise keeping people out who have changed their beliefs, is only going to discourage more people from doing better? are you guys crazy? why are y'all bringing moral purity into this? it's a powerful thing to recognise things you've been taught were wrong & to then move away from it, especially when you're in a community around it either irl or online. being in a community is such a powerful force in most people's lives. not everyone had the perfect background & not everyone had access to being as educated on social issues as you did. it's fine to personally not forgive someone's problematic history & not interact with them, but to actively exclude them from the cause? get off your high horse, you're harming the movement by gatekeeping it to those with a perfect moral background.

[perilegs]

ok i might need to force myself to not romance astarion bc i don't want to know what it says about me to turn down karlach, the woman of my dreams, the character made to cater me personally, like, if she was real i'd bring the moon and stars down for the chance to see her smile, she's everything i've hoped for in a rpg companion, what does it say about me if i turn that down for someone like astarion

[bugcatcherwill]

hate to be mushy about them but they've been in my head all day and I cannot get rid of them

what if the sledge and rezek pairing was called stormbreaker. like. the hammer. I've been thinking about it All Fucking Day and I need to KNOw

OH THAT'S A GOOD NAME AUGH

I honestly love Rezek and Sledge's dynamic. Sledge being the first one to get Rezek to truly open up after its whole tragedy means so much to me. AND THEY WAY THEY BOTH HAVE A LOT OF SELF-BLAME BUT CANNOT STAND IT WHEN THE OTHER STARTS TO DO IT AND SNAPS THEM OUT OF IT AAAAAAAAAAAA

God now I'm thinking of how Rezek being a Wizzrobe would be one of the only one able to purposely float up to match Sledge's eye level without it have to squat ohhhhh,,,,,,

This is like.....absolutely intentional but I love nearly everyone being smitten for Sledge. I've made several jokes about how everyone wants it around and being a "hot commodity" and all but it really has nearly everyone gravitating towards it kjhasdfjhkl

It's been real fun to write too >:3

[toastsnaffler]

weekend melancholy is starting to kick in >~<

[iwaasfairy]

Hi fairy! So I'm following you for so long and I want to write incest and dark contact too but I'm kinda scared because of people.

Hi baby!! HmMMMM I get that kinda but honestly hate is so, so minimal and if you’re a normal nice person not starting stuff every two seconds it’s barely anything in the grand scheme of things ♡♡ like for every annoying message I get I have about 20 lovely ones of people who can relate to my thirsts or rabid gnawing on the ceiling about a certain guy

I’d say give it a shot! And if you like it you like it, if you don’t you can always stop yk

[vialae]

what if i read my own fics is that cringe

[kiwinatorwaffles]

Kiwi have you seen Wednesday yet? The Netflix show?

see i heard good things about that show but unforutnately i have adhd which means i have commitment issues where i either watch 5 seasons of a show in one go (teen titans) or procrastinate to watch 9 episodes for a full year (arcane)

[kalmeria]

know i shouldnt blame myself for doing something incorrectly because of unclear or incomplete instructions but i also cant just always expect people to have the energy or ability etc to explain all their expectations in full detail. often times you have to make a guess and hope it’s the correct one. but. i just think that ppl should stop acting like i can read their mind. or at least don’t get so upset when it turns out that no i fucking cannot. and there are different levels of getting things wrong. sometimes it’s really not that big of a deal. but if they keep overreacting for the small things how do i know which things are actually important to do right. i cant do everything you shouldnt expect me to be able to do absolutely everything perfectly that just makes no sense.

[cigaretteparfum]

i seem to have fallen into some kind of a rabbit hole and losing me mind at a worrying pace. people call wearing henna a cultural appropriation? when at this point it's been spread to so many different countries, all with their different takes of its usage and meaning?? why and how??? because as far as am aware the indian and arab* sailors and traders back in the day were happy to share what they got on pretty much every port they found themselves in, including henna, because ... that's kinda the point. like, yeah, am sure there are groups to whom henna holds a significant cultural and/or religious meaning, or at the very least have specific patterns that are. and there's bound to be just as many groups to whom henna is just a decorative kinda thing, to be worn for festivities or for fun, for those afternoons you're kinda bored and got too much time on your hands.

at this point you can't even call wearing henna a form of CA just based off one or two regions due to their specific meanings alone; there's like, a whole continent and a half to consider, with even the latest import happening, like, during the single or at most double-digit century. that's fucking old. not as old as like, egypt or even india sure, but still old enough to have fully be ingrained in their own cultures.

*singling out indians and arabs bc they were the two actors most relevant to how my people got introduced to henna in the first place. idk about others, lol.

[ellzilla]

I find it funny that even eons after I stopped updating the old LJ ask blog, it feels weird not to get a load of questions daily about LJ, Will n' Isaac that I feel like I -have- to draw. Half miss it, half don't. Some anons were wilding, uncomfortable or just. Unanswerable.

[synonymsforstupidity]

'Kris being an outcast who likes freaking people out means they must be a Bad Person™️ and thus taking their free will and piloting them like a puppet is actually Good™️ morally speaking'

How about I eat your skin how bout that

[cthulhum]

is heterophobia real

[certifiedyapperx]

imagine you’re dating ghost and no one knows. the two of you have kept it a secret on your end and his just for your protection— because ghost knows what could happen if someone finds out, how someone might try and target you to get to him, or worse, given his line of work.

but then imagine that he’s on a mission, interrogating some piece of filth ready to decorate the fucking wall with his brain matter when the guy says “you know what, simon, killing me would be the biggest mistake of your life.”

immediately ghost would pause, eyes narrowed, though his hardened demeanour wouldn’t fade much, he’d just blankly stare at the prick like “oh yea? n’ why don’ you tell m’ why.”

the shit-eating grin that would crawl across that fuckers lips would have ghost ready to kill him right then and there, but then he’d say “reach in my pocket. pull out my phone.”

id like to think ghost would have absolutely none of this assholes bullshit, not at all entertained by his theatrics. i’d like to think he’d just press the muzzle of his gun to the fuckers temple within an instant, all teeth barred and ready to get it over with when the guy would add,

“your girlfriend is a fucking beauty, isn’t she?”

everything would pause. ghost, time, the world, air, the universe itself—the life that would drain from ghosts face would almost be enough to make his alias a reality. his heart pounding in his throat, his fingers fucking trembling as he immediately reached into the assholes pocket to find his phone—a picture of a woman tied up (face not in view however) lighting up on the home screen. there’d be no thinking rationally, no thoughts in ghosts head except for making sure you were fucking okay. he’d do whatever he’d have to do, kill the guy, leave him strapped there, whatever—he’d be out of that room in two seconds flat and personally flying the helicopter back to your house calling you nonstop every fucking second until you answered.

“hello? si?”

he’d wait a second before answering. taking everything in. background noises, the inflection of your voice. it sounds calm, maybe too calm? he’s grasping his phone so fucking hard it’s a miracle it hasn’t shattered between his fingers.

“princess,” he breathes, fighting with everything in him to keep his voice steady. “see any birds today?”

though it was a genuine question, it also was an established one. ghost had set up a series of questions for a situation precisely like this. if you said blue jay, it meant you were fine, at home, as usual. if you said crows, it meant you weren’t.

“oh just the usual blue jays, si.” he could almost hear the smile on your lips. “everything okay? i miss you.”

ghost would exhale a shattered breath. “i’m coming home.”

and then he’d show up, not all but a few hours later, hands still trembling slightly, heart rate still struggling to regulate. it was too much, reminding him too much of his past traumas, he knew he needed to find better protection for you, but that was a conversation for another time.

he’d come in the house, barely even taking the time to shut the door behind him, almost frenzied again, relentless, unable to relax until he could finally lay eyes on you. and then, the second he did, he’d just pause and look at you, all messy hair and pyjamas still on, in the kitchen cooking breakfast for you both since you knew he was on his way.

and he wouldn’t say a goddamn word, he’d just come up behind you and wrap his arms around your waist, hugging you so tight you’d hardly be able to breathe, his face buried in your hair and his heart thumping at your back. you’d feel the pain the fear the anxiety radiating off him and you wouldn’t try to say anything because you knew he needed this, you knew he needed to see you, hold you, feel your pulse stable and alive. you knew he just needed a moment to breathe.

and so the two of you would stand there like that for a while, and then he’d take a big inhale and spin you around to face him, pulling up his mask to plant soft kisses on your jaw.

“i love you so fuckin’ much.”