gratuitous gideon nav biceps in cutoff tank when she has canonically never been sleeveless is the breasting boobily of the tlt fandom. rabid dykes all of you. I shall reblog as usual
me, mid-way through cleaning the fifth room that day at the hotel, rotating one of my homebrew dnd god ideas in my mind, asking a simple questio-
BAM complete change in genre, 7+2 new aesthetics and characters, new rules and metaphysics of the world, all enter my brain like a railway spike
people might think creating OC lore involves a lot of thinking & planning, but in my personal experience, OC development is more like a divine vision from a god slamming you over the head with a mallet while ur doing the fuckin dishes or folding laundry
I'm starting a GoFunMe to airdrop 100,000 rats onto Alberta
*grumpy climatologist staying at hotel for convention*
"Continental Breakfast? I'd hardly say so, it's just as lukewarm in summer as it is in winter!"
-old-ass man simon fairchild running out of witty one-liners to say before causing the weirdest day of someone's life
spaceship minifigure anon. do it. spike me off the roof. you won't
your going here👇
having a smart woman follow you back is so scary bc it’s like what if she finds out that im stupid
early gnostic theologian: material existence is a form of torture thrusted upon humanity by the treacherous demiurge.
the same theologian eleven months on estrogen: well maybe actually it not so bad.
GOING TO THE DOCTOR
Expectations: I’m Sorry You Have Going To Die Disease You Are. Going To Die
Reality: The Doctor Says I Don’t Know
Your honour, she should be inside me. (she/they)🏳️⚧️Ⓐ23
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