Curiosity Kills

Not all heroes wear capes, sometimes they publish questionable card games

This is so cool

when you ask people to stop engaging in harry potter fandom they act like you've asked them to pull the plug on their own ventilator after murdering their entire family in front of them. like holy shit my bad i didn't realise that you formed emotional attachments that were that unhealthy

"but it was my childhood" okay cool you're an adult now "but i love it a lot" okay cool there are other things to love "but it helped me through a hard time" okay cool you can find other ways to cope "but my ship/my character/my fic/my fanart/my--" someone has asked you to stop engaging with a woman's intellectual property because that woman is actively contributing to the literal genocide of trans people in her country and beyond. her actions have emboldened murderers, legislation meant to deny life-saving care, and ruined livelihoods and safety of many people. what could possibly be more fucking important. truly. i get that it's hard to let stuff go, because it is. it's very fucking hard, especially when you love something very deeply. but your personal struggle letting go of a comfort blanket is never as important as someone else's life, and that's the point we are at now, and if you are not listening to the trans people in your life and beyond that are whistleblowing this, you have blood on your hands and i will not help you wash it off when you finally look down and notice it

internet friends are kinda like illegally downloaded friends. you don’t get the physical copy but you still get all the great content

#i’d illegally download you all

reblog if you’d illegally download your followers

I found out about it randomly in the 90s I think when it was just Bring Your Daughter to Work Day, and I begged my mom to let me do it. I don't even think it was even that "official" at the time.

you know what’s wild is that all these crazy standards we hold ourselves to are things that we don’t even value in another person? like i’ve never been like “wow I love that this friend of mine is too proud to ask for help and never complains about their feelings” or “my favorite quality about this friend is that they get straight A’s and never get overwhelmed and has never told me about a problem” or “i love that this friend has never been wrong about anything or slipped up and said something embarrassing once in their life” and yet here we are, pushing ourselves past our limits for and beating ourselves up over slipups of things that our friends probably wouldn’t even rank in the top 50 reasons they like us

thank you ao3 for being an archive and not an algorithm. thank you for letting me like things without consequences, thank you for being free with no ads, thank you for having lawyers to defend our freedom of speech. thank you tag wranglers. thank you to all authors and thank you ao3

i feel like a big part of the appeal of dungeon crawler carl is that it is fundamentally a story where a man is told "through complex legal and technological processes we have completely fucked over the lives of you and everyone you care about to enrich ourselves" to which the man asks "what if i killed you with bombs" and it turns out the answer is they forgot that was an option