joie de vivre in my stupid baka life

the author of this linguistic anthropology textbook hates noam chomsky so much

people foolishly dismiss desserts and treats as having no nutritional value when they actually are necessary for refilling your sanity stat. to prove my point please observe the emotional stability of the next person you meet who doesnt let themselves ever eat any form of dessert

My liege im sorry to break it to you but your advisor that's actually evil and wants you dead turned out to be straight. I know you really wanted to have an enemies to lovers situation with him. Yeah I'm afraid the poisoning didn't hold any romantic intent behind it. The king of the enemy kingdom is bisexual though, I could send him a letter? Yes, I'll make sure to include multiple threats of homoerotic nature. You will have your toxic yaoi, my liege

Graffiti Tunnel Diorama in 1/35 scale by Aidencreates on Instagram

canaries were used in coalmines due to their incredibly hard beaks, they could break through stone as well as any pickaxe

I think being pinned onto the clothesline and fluttering in the afternoon breeze while I sun dry would cure me actually

Graffiti Tunnel Diorama in 1/35 scale by Aidencreates on Instagram

Being a henchman suuuucks dude. This latest guy I'm working for, the War-Madillo, he's got a, an Armadillo- motif, or theme, or whatever, right? That's fine, fine, I did a two-month stint with a Marmoset-themed guy once, it's not bottom of the barrel- except. Except. It turns out, he picked the Armadillo thing because he thinks that they're obligate carnivores. Which they kind of are, I mean I googled this, they're insectivores, but he thinks that they're like, land piranhas. He thinks they work in packs to take down significantly larger animals. He thinks they lay eggs in the remains of their prey. He's killed like three guys for trying to correct him. Me and the other guys are paying out of pocket to get the poor little guys in his Armadillo pit food that they can actually eat. Every time he drops some sucker into that thing we all have to draw straws to see who's gonna have to go in and gnaw on the body so he thinks the Armadillos are doing it. Thank god it's such a long drop

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listen, man, I don't appreciate this kind of pressure. I'm posting as often as I can. I spent this morning shoving store-bought eggs down a dead guy's throat. Some of us have jobs, man

crossfaded on what no longer is and what remains to be seen

we need to find the beating heart of The Job Market and we need to plunge a holy gleaming blade into it. its the only way to be free

god. dogged's last words to sore being "put hands on timmer again and i'll kill you," which of course he ignores once she's dying not just because the physical threat is no longer actionable, but because he can just choose not to remember that she said that to him. she becomes a symbol just like everything else that is from or represents his pre-war past (obvious in his monologue to her). her death is a deep and genuine wound to him, and he's not wrong to feel that pain, just as ideologically there's a lot of ways in which he's in the right, but it also means dogged can be whatever he needs her to be now, and he can do whatever he wants to timmer and pretend she's ok with it.