NO REGERTS!

i’m not procrastinating. i’m allowing the story to ferment. like kimchi. or a crime scene

apparently notes on mobile disappear after an hour or so now, so here's the link to the fic

i genuinely think that dnd media scratches an itch in a person for a slightly shitty kind of story. i think dnd media is shitty in a way that is deeply compelling

like i think the problem with a lot of modern media is that it is technically very good but it has no heart. dnd media is all heart and makes no fucking sense. but its closer to sitting around a campfire and making some shit up, which i think is the primal state of making up a story

Ebroiderers are to be feared, for their precision, dedication, and patience to stab something many MANY times.

formal menswear enthusiasts want to slut it up so bad but they're frightened. so they wear shirt-stays and sock garters under their clothes. this is my scientific theory it's making waves in the guyologist world right now

its really cool that we discovered glass which is the material that doesnt have any chemical reactions with anything in the universe very useful for doing chemistry due to being able to put things in it to contain chemical reactions and never having it react with the things that are in it due to it being completely and entirely unreactive to every chemical

Posts from a 17th century chymist who's about to have their bones dissolved by hydrofluoric acid.

DICKS OUT FOR HYDROFLUORIC ACID!!!

NOT A GOOD IDEA!!!!!

Context for anyone who is wondering: Lamine Yamal's parents won an UNICEF raffle for a charity photoshoot in which Barça players posed with kids, and 5 month old Lamine happened to get 20yo Messi. Which is like. Literally insane

darn right. I know it feels bizarre to have to keep doing regular everyday things with (waves hands) all this going on, but remember, if you don't, then you got creeping fascism AND no clean underwear, and nobody wants that.

˙ʇɐqʇᴉnɹɟ ɐ ǝɯoɔǝq oʇ pǝpᴉɔǝp ǝʌ,I