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when your work inspires fanart/comics

when people point out a scene/particular line(s) that tugged at their heartstrings

when people ask for your meta of your work that they enjoyed so much

when someone comments on a fic you wrote 982783113502 years ago

getting recc’d

The one that died the most recently, about a month ago, had some sort of cancer, we think. The vet we brought her to wasn't exactly sure what it was, but said that she wouldn't live longer than a couple of months after that visit. She stopped purring when we pet her maybe a week or so before she died, and stopped eating much of anything, and I wonder whether we should have gotten her euthanized. I hope that our bias of wanting to stay by her side as long as possible didn't put her through more suffering than what was necessary, but I didn't want her last moments to be stressful...

You are, unfortunately, not going to like my answer.

my guilt ended after I received her cleaned skeleton, and saw the damage done to the bones of her face. she had a foreign object lodged in her naval cavity that would have moved deeper until it suffocated her, and in the interim the infection had been attacking the sorounding area and turning the thinner edges of her skull to lace.

even when you think you’re euthanizing too early, you’re probably underestimating how bad the animal is actually feeling because (especially in stoic animals like rabbits and birds) hiding pain is so instinctual.

“Money doesn’t fix everything” but it can pay off my coworkers car so she can leave her abusive husband. It can buy gas money and bus tickets and pay rent and cover medical expenses and just.

These 2020 races will decide who controls the Senate. Can former Democratic governors top GOP incumbents? How vulnerable are Republicans like Lindsey Graham and Susan Collins? Check the cheat sheets.

However. Often when getting food after marching practice, or on our scant breaks, I’d drive my friends to burger king or little ceasers or starbucks or whatever, and sometimes not all of my friends could afford the food they wanted. And well…food is food. I have a big appetite, and as long as I didn’t go crazy overboard and order catering for the whole band, a few extra burgers and shakes wouldn’t stand out on a monthly bill. So I bought my friends food. 

I did this for several months, and sometime during that came out to my parents. They both thought it was a phase, and that I would grow out of it. Since they’re not terrible people their approach to me having ‘a boy phase’ was to let me do my thing and wait for me to change my mind. I didn’t change my mind, and eventually they understood that, but that’s a whole other post. The point is my dad didn’t discourage me from transitioning, but avoided talking about it with me. He stopped calling me his daughter, but replaced it with child rather than son, that kind of thing.  

But back to the credit card. Eventually I started feeling guilty. TECHNICALLY I was obeying the rule ‘food and gas only’, but I knew I was bending it. I nervously admitted to him one day that sometimes…on occasion…once in a while… I’d buy a friend food. I waited solemnly for his judgement. He walked over to me, put his hands on my shoulders, looked into my eyes sternly and said,

“Zackary, we are Italian. If you let your friends go hungry….” (and here he decided to shake me just for a little emphasis) “I will disown you.” 

he said “so they fixed it, right? how did they fix it in the game?” and i told him the truth: they didn’t. they couldn’t control it. they had to reset the servers and roll them back to the time before the ZG encounter.

a CNN article recently referenced another “viral” event in world of warcraft: leeroy jenkins facepulling as a metaphor for the expedited reopening of businesses. what it fails to mention however is how the video ends. everyone who charges in with leeroy dies. he wipes the raid.