At DnD today I had a random thought when I sneezed.

I play a drow and joked about how she might be allergic to flowers.

And then I thought: wouldn't it be funny if drows would all just have the worst cases of hayfever if they live on the surface? Because they can't be very used to flower pollen - more mushrooms and other plants growing in the Underdark.

That's my new headcanon: other than sensitivity for sunlight drows just absolutely suffer whenever springtime in Faerun comes around.

At some point in your life, you were taught that being slightly annoying is an unforgivable sin. Maybe it was by your parents or a teacher or a friend or a bully or an older sibling. But someone taught you that being slightly annoying is a crime punishable by death.

You must unlearn this.

You must accept that all people will be annoying at some point or another in their lives, maybe all of their lives, and that this is okay. It is okay for strangers on the bus, it is okay for children in the grocery store, it is okay for people on social media, and it is okay for you.

If you ever want to truly love your fellow humans, if you ever want to truly love yourself, you must have forgiveness for being annoying.

my toxic trait is simply not doing things if i don't want to do them

I love a fictional criminal with a complicated and tragic backstory as much as the next nerd, but there's something to be said for "criminals" where it's legitimately unclear what crimes they're actually committing because they spend most of their screen time having slapstick car chases with comically inept trench-coated police inspectors.

I think we're starting to dilute the meaning of "terminally online". Like, no, it's not terminally online to have eccentric opinions about a popular TV show – people like that existed before "online" was a thing. Unless we're talking at least an "it's homophobic for gay furries to have rat fursonas because they're depicting gay people as vermin", the onlineness falls well short of terminal.

something is so truely deeply wrong with house and wilson like. people dont. act like that. normal sane people don’t maintain a relationship like that for 20 years. they were so terribly codependent and both of them just. knew it. when house insists wilson buy something for their home their represents himself he buys a piano. for house. because thats how he represents himself. house will do anything to keep wilson at his side even if it means admiting to weakness, admit to knowing damn well wilson stays because he likes being needed. what is wrong with them

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I’m sorry, I can’t come into work today. I didn’t get a long rest and god gave me a point of exhaustion. All my skill checks are at disadvantage.

thinking about kristen who has died twice having to watch someone who is so much like her the first time she died and not being able to do anything. frantically searching for enough to be able to bring him back and being unsuccessful. how much that must break her heart that there was nothing she could do to help

why do you think it's so common for writers to insert themselves into their stories?

I don't know.

actually i need everyone on here to see this too

first tweet is felt deeply by me everyday. retweet with comment under big ship - brian eno is going to make me fall to my knees

perhaps if we all try hard enough we can blame everything on timothee chalamet

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