#they can be about anything

[thediamondarcher]

hii, I'm bored again so pleeeease send asks

[nobodysdaydreams]

I’m bored so if you want to send anons, feel free!

[aintmyjewelry]

good morning, girlies

i need podcast recommendations pls

[askhenry1987]

It's rather lonely here in the askbox...

[adrift-in-thyme]

Anyone wanna send me asks? I’m still bored XD

[softasapetal]

Please send me some asks I cannot sleep

[hamsternamedmarinette]

Italian microaggressions

[sleepy-bebby]

[noelledeltarune]

EVERY SINGLE DAY there are MILLIONS of characters in their late 20s who get falsely accused of being father figures to teenagers when in reality the description of "weird older cousin" or "step-sibling that moved out before you were born" is 1000000x more apt

[mylittlesecrethaven]

Hi There! I'm Bored And I'm In The Mood To Research, So Ask Me Something And I Can Answer It Objectively And/Or Subjectively If You So Like (Unless It's Political, In Which Case It Stays Objective).

[thediamondarcher]

send asks pleeeeease, I'm begging at this point /hj

[genfagloser]

im making this its own post actually

found family is "i have endured the fucking horrors with these guys. i would both kill and die for them. i would rip my own bones out to make splints to heal theirs. there is no name for the bond we share"

found family is NOT "this guy is so dad-coded and these guys are so sibling-like and—"

EDIT: this is about genloss it is an opinion post about generation loss my favourite horror/comedy youtube series i had 100 followers at the time of making this post and didnt expect it to get seen at all. why are so many of you taking this as a personal attack. if you rb this with angry tags or honest to god actual body text im just going to laugh at you and probably block you. to the people being normal thank u i love u. im going back to ignoring this post 🫶

[gossippool]

*steeples hands under my chin like i'm sherlock* so you see,

[needybiboy]

Anons between Fortnite games? 👀

[beatcroc]

i watched one episode of death note and this show is soooo funny for opening on skull demon guys and youre like oh shit its the evil freaks and then theyre just like chilling playing cards. and then you meet your mild mannered middle schooler boy protag and hes like i want to kill everyone forever

[inkskinned]

probably time for this story i guess but when i was a kid there was a summer that my brother was really into making smoothies and milkshakes. part of this was that we didn't have AC and couldn't afford to run fans all day so it was kind of important to get good at making Cool Down Concoctions.

we also had a patch of mint, and he had two impressionable little sisters who had the attitude of "fuck it, might as well."

at one point, for fun, this 16 year old boy with a dream in his eye and scientific fervor in heart just wanted to see how far one could push the idea of "vanilla mint smoothie". how much vanilla extract and how much mint can go into a blender before it truly is inedible.

the answer is 3 cups of vanilla extract, 1/2 cup milk alternative, and about 50 sprigs (not leaves, whole spring) of mint. add ice and the courage of a child. idk, it was summer and we were bored.

the word i would use to describe the feeling of drinking it would maybe be "violent" or perhaps, like. "triangular." my nose felt pristine. inhaling following the first sip was like trying to sculpt a new face. i was ensconced in a mesh of horror. it was something beyond taste. for years after, i assumed those commercials that said "this is how it feels to chew five gum" were referencing the exact experience of this singular viscous smoothie.

what's worse is that we knew our mother would hate that we wasted so much vanilla extract. so we had to make it worth it. we had to actually finish the drink. it wasn't "wasting" it if we actually drank it, right? we huddled around outside in the blistering sun, gagging and passing around a single green potion, shivering with disgust. each sip was transcendent, but in a sort of non-euclidean way. i think this is where i lost my binary gender. it eroded certain parts of me in an acidic gut ecology collapse.

here's the thing about love and trust: the next day my brother made a different shake, and i drank it without complaint. it's been like 15 years. he's now a genuinely skilled cook. sometimes one of the three of us will fuck up in the kitchen or find something horrible or make a terrible smoothie mistake and then we pass it to each other, single potion bottle, and we say try it it's delicious. it always smells disgusting. and then, cerimonious, we drink it together. because that's what family does.