can i be real with u for a second. i can't believe tjere's a real fandom for stuff like genshin impact. imagine if half your dash was posting about raid shadow legends. you'd think it was astroturf
it's like if people blorboposted about the white slot machine pharaoh
I’ll never forget the time I was sitting with this guy, nice kid, didn’t know him well, I think we must have had a bottle of wine or some questionable hashish or something, and in response to an awkward silence I just started talking and ended up going on a long meandering rant about how ugly American robins are. I’m talking a full monologue. I had an intro and conclusion. It was pointlessly vehement. I have never been so mean or loquacious about anything in my life.
Consider my horror when this perfectly nice guy wordlessly lifted his shirt to reveal a full-torso prismacolor tattoo of his spiritual soul animal, the American robin.
Their scientific name sounds like "Migrating Turd" but otherwise I find them charming if fairly derpy and mundane. I don't know if I'd get a tattoo of one though. They're like the potato of American birds.
I have no actual animosity towards them. They’re fine. I like them. They remind me if my college roommate and beloved friend. I don’t know why I said any of that—I was grasping at straws for something kind of provocative to say and failed so catastrophically that I was catapulted into a Seinfeld skit.
eerily similar to the time in college someone tried to make conversation by making fun of a silly book a former high school teacher of theirs had written only for me to just pull out a physical copy of the exact book because i’d realized he was talking about my dad
the foot seeks the mouth like leaves seek the sun
hey sorry we put your players in a time loop. yeah they can only win by learning, and they can only learn by playing. yeah grant o’brien is carboloading next to their podiums. yeah they know that x equals 8 so y must equal 6. no they can’t use the ladder. yeah now they’re doing the wenis. sorry.
it always brings a smile to my face, remembering the first ever title drop on doctor who. it became a tradition for our titular character to introduce himself as the doctor and then have someone else understandably ask “¿doctor who?”. but no, the first time was susan mentioning that he was a doctor before anyone ever met him. then, since susan is his granddaughter and her last name is foreman, ian called him “doctor foreman”, leading this centuries-old mf who apparently doesn’t understand human naming conventions for a society he’s been presumably hiding out in for months to be the first ever character on the show to say the words out loud: doctor who
@moonlitlex yes, exactly.
(IMAGE ID: a tag reading “doctor who himself: who the fuck is doctor who”)
an early look at the electro bobblewobble QZ designed by ash kron
STAR TREK: DEEP SPACE NINE — 4.26 "Broken Link"
grunt does some mental math
some mass effect sketches i made
im so fucking tired. yeah plenty of jews are zionists but all of these protests have a large jewish contingent and proportionally speaking jews are overrepresented in pro palestine organizing. so fucking tired of seeing nonstop slander and lies about student groups that are probably 50% jewish anyways
piplup grain entrapment
piplup cares a lot about his work
piplup reports on the company's finances. layoffs are inevitable.
piplup takes a sick day
piplup considers some jorts
piplup forgives his father.
piplup goes grocery shopping
piplup jumps your battery
piplup lights the menorah
piplup sees the pale blue dot
piplup catsits
piplup hides a zombie bite from you
piplup studies plein air
piplup goes overboard at shopping therapy
piplup tells you it's a fiction. we made it up.
flash commission #9: @endquestionmark requested "piplup experiencing a moment of pure contentment" :)
[ko-fi]
War profiteering but for polycule drama
Emotional support side piece strategically hooking up with people who don't speak anymore building up a psychological profile of everyone's attachment styles in preparation for establishing their own polycule on the ruins of the former like a steppe nomad warlord claiming the mandate of heaven
“I am the crime that will not be forgiven”.
I feel the pain, every time.
