imagining a world where askjeeves won out as the most popular search engine so people having arguments online end up saying stuff like "literally just ask jeeves about this, it's not hard"
and is your shame helpful? is it inspiring goodness and change? or is it keeping you frozen in time unable to move on and be everything you have expanded to be?
Mutuals who post so much about fandoms you don't care about that you have to block tags for fandoms you don't even hate are a beautiful and treasured part of the tumblr ecosystem <3 (this is not sarcastic I genuinely love that they're getting so much joy from something that interests me as much as a bowl of room temperature unsweetened oatmeal) (it's so fun and captures the human experience) (I have something in common with a bland oatmeal fanblogger posting their blandest oatmeals) (and that's beautiful) (I may tire of the oatmeal fancams but I do not tire of you)
Had a dream that there was a new Pokemon that was ghost type and it was like. Half a greyhound. It was a spectral dog that was known as one of the fastest Pokemon. And yet it only had it front legs. There were wispy floating stubs on its back half which sort of implied there COULD be legs, but they never reached even close to the ground. It stood on its front legs as if the back legs were still there.
I don’t know what this Pokemon’s name was but its appeared in many of my dreams so either they made it real and I forgot or I’m being haunted by a Fakemon.
WHEN YOU WAKE UP NEXT TO HIM, IN THE MIDDLE OF THE NIGHT!!!! WITH YOUR HEAD IN YOUR HANDS, YOU'RE NOTHING MORE THAN HIS WIFE!!!!! AND WHEN YOU THINK ABOUT ME, ALL OF THOSE YEARS AGO!!! YOU'RE STANDING FACE TO FACE WITH "I TOLD YOU SO"!!! YOU KNOW I HATE TO SAY IT, BUT I TOLD YOU SO!!!! YOU KNOW I HATE TO SAY IT!!!! BUT I TOLD YOU SO!!!!!!!!!
Level 1: Horny visual novel where the sex scenes are part of the natural story progression.
Level 2: Horny JRPG where the sex scenes are non-standard game over sequences when you lose particular fights.
Level 3: Horny puzzle-platformer where the bosses' giant glowing weak spots are their erogenous zones and if you fumble your sex moves you get shot in the face with laser beams.
Level 4: Horny roguelike where deciphering and navigating the procedurally generated sexual proclivities of the world's various inhabitants is the core advancement mechanic.
Level 5: Horny parser-driven interactive fiction where you suddenly realise that the radioactive dildo you offered as tribute to the Slime Queen way back in chapter 2 was actually the missing fuel rod for the Nuclear-Powered Fuck Machine, and the fact that you didn't hang onto the stupid thing for the entire game means you're soft-locked on the final puzzle and have to start your whole save file over again.