Alright so my friends and I were playing Gartic Phone a couple days ago. We were doing the animation version and WE SOMEHOW MADE THE SAME JOKE TWICE IN THE SAME GAME
HOW DID WE ACOMPLISH SUCH A FEAT???
One of my friends pointed out that it sorta looks like sans tripped himself. Then we came up with a senario where papyrus trips on a rock or sm, and sans made himself trip so papyrus wouldn't be embarrassed
Hey @neil-gaiman ! Just finished watching Good Omens 2!
Are you a sadist?
I waited months for the second season to come out of Good Omens, and waited with a friend for our childhood best friend to fly down to watch it with us. I saw some leaks so early, I decided to stay as far away from the fandom before then, having loved Good Omens with all my heart and hating spoilers. Imagining seeing the second season of my favourite thing ever with a friend we get so little time with was a dream.
Tell me why I instead ended up being a screaming sobbing mess infront of best my friends?
Why why why whys wheyshwyshehshsh
Why did you hurt my boys like this!? they don't deserve this, THEY ONLY HAVE EATCHOTHER NO WHY YOU HORRIBLE MAN
Doodle request: I found a hc that Scarab had wings that were removed for fucking up his job somehow and that's part of why he's Like That. What's your take on this hc?
i like to think that he got into a scuffle with some other cosmic entity in the past and in the fight his wing got torn, but cause of that he started wearing the suit exoskeleton thing he does now to prevent it from happening again
in my head hes got 2 exoskeletons- the suit is a false one thats tougher than his true one underneath
i feel like prior to that happening he used to wear more actual clothes but alas being an immortal creature doesnt mean you cant still get hurt
am i gonna put you in the book acknowledgements am i gonna be able to say your name without flinching am i ever gonna get a word in edgewise am i ever gonna recover the time i spent with you. computer virus kid; i arrived in your life already begging to be let in. somehow insecure i could even be your friend. like you had a line outside the door and we were all shifting our weight, begging.
you're so fucking good at that - at making people feel like they need to earn you, like you're a commodity none of us can afford. no kindness or careful communication could work on you - you were so good at just going-ghost, about deciding someone just wasn't cool-enough. something about that is super ironic. even the parts of it that weren't romantic felt like a romance book. i wanted you to like me so badly i scrubbed myself clean just so you'd spare me - what. your favor? a look?
okay okay okay. it's just a friendship - if it was even true that we were friends, if you even saw me as someone you trusted. on reddit someone would tell me girl literally just cut her out of your life, it's not that difficult. even i was aware of how fucked up the whole situation was. like, why the fuck do i even care about your approval? you're like, not even that fun to be around. you are often a little bit cruel.
but for almost four years of my life, i thought i had found someone like me. somebody who liked the same things i do. someone who liked to read and who liked making jokes with esoteric references and who spent maybe too much time on the internet and who was absolutely a little bit pretentious. i don't know, something about that was powerful and addictive.
i keep thinking about our last conversation. about how i said - okay, enough is enough. you pushed me too far, you really hurt my feelings.
and how you laughed and said - you think you're the victim?