decodahlia

there you are you sack of shit. eat fuckin lead you bastard. if i drown i die. but if i die im dead. nat 20.

Are You There, God? Hey, What The Actual Fuck

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There's some skills that you don't know exist until you want them soso bad.

mods show him the truth of the universe for a single moment then return him to a state of mind incapable of comprehending it

i know a lot of people hc jester as being secretly very sad and using her upbeat attitude to hide her pain but i honestly don't think thats true. her biggest problem a lot of the time really IS "i miss my mom :(" or "i reallly want that coat but i cant afford it rn" because she's a happy person with an overall happy upbringing. and to me this makes her empathy with the less life-enthused members of the party (see: beau and caleb) a lot more admirable, since she's choosing to empathize. she's actively putting in effort. she has no inherent understanding of the kind of mental state that would make you scared and angry all the time, so she makes herself understand. she asks caleb questions and waits patiently until he's ready to answer, she matches nott's enthusiasm and doesn't pry into her secrets, she hangs out with beau even though she's kind of a bummer (especially mid campaign), she isn't scared of yasha, talks to cad on his level, and defends fjord without question even when she's salty over avantika. jester is not a sad person bonding with sad people about being sad; she's a very happy person bonding with sad people about detectives and flowers and that bug we saw the other day. it's like how she uses the sending spell: sure, i could stop at seventeen, but why waste the other eight? sure, i could just love the people that let me right away, but why waste all the rest? she knows her own magic. she knows you don't have to use all twenty five. she also knows her own heart, and uses it to love on purpose anyway. jester lavorre, you will forever be famous.

[id: art of a black angel with large white feathered wings and black natural hair. she is mid-air, up against a ceiling decorated with art of white cherubs. she has a can of spray-paint in one hand, and the words ‘We don’t all look like that’ have been sprayed on the art with white paint, with an arrow pointing at one of the white angels. the black angel is looking over her shoulder at the viewer. end id.]

wow!!!!!!!!