One advantage of not really having a strong sense of gender identity is that you’re very [shrug emoji] about how people gender you. Sometimes people call me by she/her pronouns and sometimes they go with he/him pronouns and on the internet people often default to they/them, and neither option is entirely right but also, fuck if I know what would be right, and I don’t particularly care. Therefore I’m perfectly happy to outsource my gender identity to the people around me who actually need to figure out which box to put me in. I don’t need to talk about myself in third person, so really my pronouns sound like a you problem.

My pronouns are I/me and the rest is for someone else to deal with because I have better things to do.

Very fond of macrolabels, like “queer”, that provide zero extra information. Is it genderqueer? Is it romantic/sexual orientation queer? Is it queer as in “none of your fucking business what’s in my pants and what I do with it and with whom”?

well, this fic isn’t going to write itself, but i’m going to wait a bit longer to make sure. 

‘Overall decent person with a moral code descends into a corruption arc after realizing an awful truth about the universe and coping with it in the worst way possible’ is such an underrated concept especially for a protagonist

Ah, your ancestors were the ones who kept the night watch around the campfire

I’m sorry but this is genuinely the nicest thing anyone’s ever said to me.

We really don’t talk enough about how Artoo went into the desert to find Obi-Wan because no kid would be stupid enough to follow him into Tusken territory and then this kid chases him down and gets beaten up and his unconscious body is dragged back to his landspeeder and Artoo looked down and went “This one. This one knows how to have a good time.”

#he’d had adventures but really all those rebels were too cautious for him#he’d served Anakin Skywalker there was just no coming back#and then there’s this nerdy kid who kinda sorta reminds him of that guy#and then Obi-Wan says “your father wanted you to have this” and pulls out ANAKIN’S KRIFFING LIGHTSABER#and Artoo just EXPLODES because NO WAY THIS IS THAT KID??!#and he cross-references his old memory banks and THERE’S PADME NAMING THE KID “LUKE” THIS IS THE KID#THE WHOLE TIME HE WAS TRYING TO RUN AWAY FROM ANAKIN’S SON#NO WONDER HE COULDN’T ESCAPE#also no wonder he could fool this idiot to take off the restraining bolt#HAPPY DAYS ARE HERE AGAIN#and he was ride or die forever#and about two days later he DID die#but he got better#so really WOW this guy IS the best#artoo detoo

I don’t know, I kind of think fucked up human physiology is a testament to our capacity to care for each other. Like, these traits could have easily caused us to go extinct if we weren’t such social animals who depend on each other in a community

You’re right but that doesn’t make my shitty knees hurt less.

that’s enough emotions for a whole year. ciao

The earlier in the year you reblog this the better it gets

Just realized if Geralt had let that farmer he saved at the end of season one give him the law of surprise instead of an ale as repayment, he’d have just…. gotten Ciri again. Like. The farmer essentially came home to his wife being like “hi! yeah i adopted this kid” aka farmer dude just got a child h wasn’t expecting, so the surprise is just Ciri Again.

Geralt after he loses Ciri, goes around helping people and demanding law of surprise as payment like “SHE’S BOUND TO SHOW UP SOONER OR LATER I KNOW HOW THIS WORKS”

@itsclydebitches

the time difference between 7:39 and 7:40 is 5 million years

I can’t believe I read this post with my own fucking eyes

op is right and the timelines do match up. what if they were in the same classes

Do you think their classmates were ever like “Sam Winchester… is he the one who dropped out to get custody of his little sister with the YouTube channel?” “No, he was the one who ended up faking his death and becoming a multi-state serial killer with his brother.” “He WHAT?”

Everyone would have guessed it to be the other way around.