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Fun fact: Viking dudes did not leave their beards and hair unkempt, opting instead to braid them (mostly to keep their hair out of the way but also because it looks fucking epic).

Fun fact: Did you know Klaus from the movie “Klaus” has long hair and a beard?

Just imagine him laying in Jesper’s lap or smth and he’s talking Jesper through doing a braid, and he ends up with one really long braid, almost going down to his butt, and he’s got two little, what I like to call, mountain peaks (you know those two-pronged braids on beards associated with Vikings). Holy fuck that’d be so cool

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What sort of Shape of Water the Squeakquel shite is this, Shape of Water 2: Shape of You???

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(Like mild spoilers ahead for Danganronpa Trigger Happy Havoc. Also if you just don’t like Hifumi then you might wanna skip on ahead mate innit).

Yo even though my mans Hifumi is a dodgy dude (like damn cool ya titties bro. Dunk them in ice cold water if ya have to just cool em right tf down) I do still think he and Chihiro would be the cutest fucking couple.

I like to imagine he’s actually Not That Dodgy when you know him a little better, just that a lifetime of solitude, consuming content that doesn’t quite reflect reality, makes him socially maladjusted, and he’s actually a fun and cuddly guy, especially if he’s your bf.

Like I imagine Hifumi and Chihiro just in onesies playing silly games Chihiro coded, and Hifumi drew the art for. And Hifumi’s actually such a cuddlebug which is perfect cause Chihiro loves cuddles. And they get out of the school by sheer power of love and middle fingers to Monokuma and then have hamster children and all that adorable shit. And they are happy and no one dies because everyone follows suit and gives Monokuma the middle finger as they walk out of that school. And they’re all fine and happy and no one dies the end.

I think I just desperately want Hifumi to be likeable on some aspect, I cannot accept the idea that he is just a creepy git through and through. And I mean cmon he thinks Chihiro’s cute innit, and he doesn’t even like irl stuff.

And I also like to think that he sometimes writes little oneshot comics about his life with Chihiro and posts them online and is just so lovey-dovey with Chihiro.

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Imagine living as a Sim. Beyond the ‘your life is controlled by an unknowable force who could kill you in an instant, but is simply merciful until you no longer amuse them.’

Imagine being a toddler. You go outside, and you see that your garden is littered with graveyards, of people you never knew, that you’ve never even heard of, all of which engraved with hilarious or moving messages– sons, daughters, brothers, sisters, all leaving their mark on this one grave.

You go for a walk with your parents, and you see a towering plant. Its stem adorned with something. It looks like a cowbell. And its flower– if you can call it that– is decorated with black spots, like a cow. Its petals separate, revealing an enticing cake. You begin to drift over to it– how can you ignore it? Your parents pull you closer, and they speed up. A week later, a friend of yours goes missing around that area. You don’t go near those cow plants anymore.

Your birthday comes, and you’re presented with a cake. Above everyone, however, is a list of tasks. And as each task is completed, you feel the party becoming more and more fun. And everyone around you seems to feel the same way. When you blow out the candles, you feel a sudden urge to excuse yourself from everyone, and go outside. For a minute, nothing happens, and you assume it to be nerves. However, smoke begins to engulf you, until you can’t even see immediately ahead. When you emerge, and run to the bathroom to look in the mirror, you’re now a child. You run to everyone else for answers, but they simply put a hand on your shoulder and say “curious about growing up, eh?” With a chuckle.

You’re an adult now, still living in the same home, like everyone before you. You’ve got a baby on the way with the love of your life lying next to you. Things couldn’t be any better. Suddenly, a sharp pain shoots up your stomach. The baby’s on its way! You quickly shake your partner awake, and tell them what’s happening. They begin to panic, and you’re about to tell them that you want them to be there with you for the birth, when they suddenly become deathly quiet and walk downstairs for food. And you realise you’re by yourself.

After a while, they come back up, plate in hand. They stuff it into their pocket, and begin to panic again. All the while the pain is unbearable, and you feel a similar urge to go somewhere, and all of a sudden a bassinet appears before you, and the pain subsides. A baby appears from a mist in your arms, and you’re now a parent.

Life in the sims must be pretty fucking wacky huh.

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Imagine living as a Sim. Beyond the ‘your life is controlled by an unknowable force who could kill you in an instant, but is simply merciful until you no longer amuse them.’

Imagine being a toddler. You go outside, and you see that your garden is littered with graveyards, of people you never knew, that you’ve never even heard of, all of which engraved with hilarious or moving messages– sons, daughters, brothers, sisters, all leaving their mark on this one grave.

You go for a walk with your parents, and you see a towering plant. Its stem adorned with something. It looks like a cowbell. And its flower– if you can call it that– is decorated with black spots, like a cow. Its petals separate, revealing an enticing cake. You begin to drift over to it– how can you ignore it? Your parents pull you closer, and they speed up. A week later, a friend of yours goes missing around that area. You don’t go near those cow plants anymore.

Your birthday comes, and you’re presented with a cake. Above everyone, however, is a list of tasks. And as each task is completed, you feel the party becoming more and more fun. And everyone around you seems to feel the same way. When you blow out the candles, you feel a sudden urge to excuse yourself from everyone, and go outside. For a minute, nothing happens, and you assume it to be nerves. However, smoke begins to engulf you, until you can’t even see immediately ahead. When you emerge, and run to the bathroom to look in the mirror, you’re now a child. You run to everyone else for answers, but they simply put a hand on your shoulder and say “curious about growing up, eh?” With a chuckle.

You’re an adult now, still living in the same home, like everyone before you. You’ve got a baby on the way with the love of your life lying next to you. Things couldn’t be any better. Suddenly, a sharp pain shoots up your stomach. The baby’s on its way! You quickly shake your partner awake, and tell them what’s happening. They begin to panic, and you’re about to tell them that you want them to be there with you for the birth, when they suddenly become deathly quiet and walk downstairs for food. And you realise you’re by yourself.

After a while, they come back up, plate in hand. They stuff it into their pocket, and begin to panic again. All the while the pain is unbearable, and you feel a similar urge to go somewhere, and all of a sudden a bassinet appears before you, and the pain subsides. A baby appears from a mist in your arms, and you’re now a parent.

Life in the sims must be pretty fucking wacky huh.

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Imagine living as a Sim. Beyond the ‘your life is controlled by an unknowable force who could kill you in an instant, but is simply merciful until you no longer amuse them.’

Imagine being a toddler. You go outside, and you see that your garden is littered with graveyards, of people you never knew, that you’ve never even heard of, all of which engraved with hilarious or moving messages– sons, daughters, brothers, sisters, all leaving their mark on this one grave.

You go for a walk with your parents, and you see a towering plant. Its stem adorned with something. It looks like a cowbell. And its flower– if you can call it that– is decorated with black spots, like a cow. Its petals separate, revealing an enticing cake. You begin to drift over to it– how can you ignore it? Your parents pull you closer, and they speed up. A week later, a friend of yours goes missing around that area. You don’t go near those cow plants anymore.

Your birthday comes, and you’re presented with a cake. Above everyone, however, is a list of tasks. And as each task is completed, you feel the party becoming more and more fun. And everyone around you seems to feel the same way. When you blow out the candles, you feel a sudden urge to excuse yourself from everyone, and go outside. For a minute, nothing happens, and you assume it to be nerves. However, smoke begins to engulf you, until you can’t even see immediately ahead. When you emerge, and run to the bathroom to look in the mirror, you’re now a child. You run to everyone else for answers, but they simply put a hand on your shoulder and say “curious about growing up, eh?” With a chuckle.

You’re an adult now, still living in the same home, like everyone before you. You’ve got a baby on the way with the love of your life lying next to you. Things couldn’t be any better. Suddenly, a sharp pain shoots up your stomach. The baby’s on its way! You quickly shake your partner awake, and tell them what’s happening. They begin to panic, and you’re about to tell them that you want them to be there with you for the birth, when they suddenly become deathly quiet and walk downstairs for food. And you realise you’re by yourself.

After a while, they come back up, plate in hand. They stuff it into their pocket, and begin to panic again. All the while the pain is unbearable, and you feel a similar urge to go somewhere, and all of a sudden a bassinet appears before you, and the pain subsides. A baby appears from a mist in your arms, and you’re now a parent.

Life in the sims must be pretty fucking wacky huh.

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Y’ever just be playing Danganronpa and try and become friends with everyone, because maybe if you’re good enough friends with them they won’t kill?

Except for Hifumi I’d rather bathe in the contents of a bin than hang with him.

Ok maybe I’d hang with him so he doesn’t murder everyone, but I won’t like it!

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How come vampires are always shown as being like super kinky n shit? Like scratching, biting, the works. Gimme some fucking vanilla vampires

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I am going mad.

I can’t be the only one who’s heard of it.

Ok like fuckin yonks back, back when I was a little tiddler at the ripe old age of maybe 13 or smth I found a fanfic. It was a Sherlock fanfic, I can only assume it was the version with Diphenhydramine Cucumbersnack and Co. and I remember it very vividly, like it was yesterday even though it was like 2-3 years ago maybe.

So Sherlock is pregnant right, bog standard in terms of fanfic. Here’s the twist; apparently Sherlock isn’t a mammal, he’s a reptile or a fish or sum shit cause he’s pregnant with eggs. And I remember it mentions him nesting to lay the eggs (being a chicken breast brain 13 year old I imagined him scuttling up a tree into like a huge bird’s nest) and he lays the eggs, and it ends off with him and Watson shagging again because Watson thought him being pregnant with eggs was hot.

I should’ve expected this, given one of the tags was “mpregg” but in my defence I thought it was a misspelling.

But my question to you, dear reader, is this;

Has anyone else found this?

Please, not even the fic, I couldn’t give less of a shite if I tried, I just wanted to know if this is a real thing, and not just a feverish concoction of my own deranged mind. Seriously, is mpregg a real thing? I feel like I’m going mad over this lmao

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“Sike bitch you thought”

If my gender and sexuality aren't confusing people what's the point

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God you have no idea how vivid it is watching Sandi Toksvig, a very refined woman (who has an undoubtably posh voice) in her 50’s if I remember correctly, talking about fan fiction on a TV broadcast show about misunderstood, completely wrong or somewhat humorous facts, to other thirty to forty-something adults. Specifically Mary Sues and how they came from a Star Trek fanfic from the 70’s, then talking about how the earliest form of photoshop was in a portrait of Abraham Lincoln

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Ok so I have a question about Red Dwarf:

S4 ep3 - Justice

If there is such a thing as a justice forcefield (wherein all crimes you commit whilst inside the forcefield immediately happen to you, such as you commit arson, you get lit on fire. You steal something, something of yours gets stolen, etc.)

So what if you stabbed yourself? Would you bear the reprocussions (being the one who was committing the s t a b) or would you not (Being the victim of the s t a b)?

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hydrohomies are intellectuals

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What has to happen before the lockdown protestors learn? How many more must die before they take this seriously?