Ultimately a fairy or a walrus knocking on your door are both events that require you to accept your understanding of reality is wrong.

Like, yes, fairies aren't real, so if a fairy knocks on your door, reality works differently than you thought. But "a magic creature whose whole deal is being really good at avoiding detection managed to avoid detection well enough to be considered imaginary" is pretty easy to rationalize. "Oh, I guess fairies are real, and so is magic, and magic is why we couldn't prove they were real till now" is about as far as this chain of revelation is going to go.

But a walrus? A walrus waddling miles to my house from wherever the fuck it came from, because I don't live by a goddamn arctic sea or a zoo? A walrus picking my house specifically? A walrus knowing it has to knock on my door to get my attention, which it inexplicably wants? That is just as much a break in reality as fairies existing, but far harder to explain. Because now I have to wonder why no one knew walruses were capable of this. I have to wonder what else walruses are capable of, and other animals for that matter. I have to wonder what the fuck this walrus wants with me specifically, and how it got here, and why.

The walrus is genuinely the more surprising answer.

I kinda lived half of 2023 (maybe more) like a drowning rat in a bucket but this year I'll live like a normal rat. outside of a bucket

[ you meet god and she is mostly dead fish. ]

a comic based on this post:

“I have all these OCs! But no story…”

bruh

make a fighting game

Horrorcore rap metal monday night

Lmao

hey can you reblog this and tell me in the tags what your spotify daylist title is

kitten, stop fucking around and tell daddy where you hid his prozac or daddy's gonna add another 'hey there delilah' to the sex playlist

kissing you on the forehead

I see your "Astarion is undead and does not feel the cold" and raise you "Astarion is undead and therefore cannot thermoregulate on his own and must control his temperature like a lizard."

Hot day? He is laying on gravel one minute and then dumping his canteen on his head the next. Cold night? Companions are warm rocks to him. They take shifts.

my dragonborn barbarian keeps a sketchbook of the party’s adventures. unfortunately she is not a very good artist

"I would like to assume!"

"Poisonous" little vampling who has ruined us all

Tell me that's not how that scene went

Keke Palmer as Emerald Haywood in NOPE (2022), dir. Jordan Peele

i enjoy the phrase creature comforts because i am a creature and i want to be comfortable