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had a fit of divine madness. love this animal. The yuske

I love hearing people's batjokes shipping origins because a lot of them are like omg yeah the lego movie omg yeah telltale omg yeah deadly duo and killing joke meanwhile mine was learning about batman who laughs :)

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So how many 20-hr workdays every week like this until I just keel over and die?

first half term of year 13 done baby!!

My ex friend finally kicked me off his steam library sharing

Only took him half a year

"Who are you?"

Raised on heroic stories of old, Rosenna has long since dreamed of such a life. But, now, inadvertently thrust into a great, perilous adventure of her own, both her will and convictions will be tested unlike never before.

"A year ago I ran away from home, straight to Baldur's Gate. If there were any a place a heroic adventurer could find their start, it'd be there. I know my parents must miss me dearly. And, oh, how I miss them, as well as the little hamlet I used to call home. But I cannot just sit idly by doing nothing as people all around me, all around Faerûn suffer and cry out for help. It's been quite some time since there's been a proper Hero to do as such. If Tymora wills it, perhaps there can be one more."

Picrew Credit: ElenaA's Windswept Oc Maker by @elena-illustration

Does anyone else occasionally see a news update from someone and just turn into a feral animal over it? Asking for a friend

working for 12+ hours today in front of a computer screen made me come to the realization that maybe murder IS warranted sometimes 🙃🤪

hehehe 🤭

Right. Well. Now that I know that I can (and will) eventually reach level 21 I might as well just finish up my remaining quests and not give any fucks about how much XP I collect along the way :D

when i was younger i always had this vague idea of creating a time capsule and burying it deep in the woods. there was just something about the idea of putting everything into a waterproof case to be discovered, buried treasure for someone in the distant future that would end up in museums, proof of what life was like

it was almost like a love letter to the future. here i am. here i was. here’s my favorite book - what do you think about it? have i shown you a picture of my favorite stuffed animal? picture because i can’t part with them, not even for this. i put my math textbook from fifth grade that i forgot to return in here. do you do math the same way? i like algebra but geometry was really hard. has the world progressed past the need for proofs yet? hello, how are you, what do you think?

i never did make myself a time capsule to bury in the woods. i realized today that i don’t really think about it anymore, either. that i no longer have this intense drive to be remembered in some way in the far distant future. is that sad? is that good? 

i think i have started to appreciate the ephemeral a little bit more. the temporary moments with no documentation. maybe these moments and thoughts and feelings aren’t for the world, they’re just for me. they don’t serve a purpose of educating future historians about what life was like, they’re just me trying to live and be happy and that’s okay. i don’t need to serve a grand purpose. i don’t need to be remembered.

but even as i write that, i think that there’s a certain piece of longing in me to reach across time. but i don’t think it’s about what life was like for me, it’s about the person who finds it: communication without boundaries, hand reaching out

how are you? do you like math? do you have a favorite stuffed animal? do you know about how bull sharks can swim in freshwater? do you have any pets, what are their names? are you happy? are you kind? are you okay? can i help?

Stop EVERYTHING

I just discovered that the full English version of the Engage theme song finally dropped (two months ago hush I know I'm late)