Papaz

were you perpetually and exclusively praised for what you could one day become, instead of what you were, leading you to a lifetime of feeling like you were not only never good enough, but that the best thing about you was a future that would never come, that constantly felt like it was slipping away? Did you become so afraid of closing doors, of losing that one good thing, that potential, that you stagnated at the crossroads until your life began to rot around you and the asphalt ground to gravel and the roads grew ever rougher, the doors closing one by one even as you tried in vain to keep them open, instead of choosing a path and committing to a direction for your own progress? Did you watch the best thing about you, the one thing you were praised for, slowly collapse in your arms as you tried desperately and hopelessly to save it, finding yourself kneeling in the ruins of your unexplored promise, looking for a way out, and wondering if there was no where else to go? no way forward? When someone tells you they're proud of you, that they love you for who you are, that what you are is good enough, do you cry? do you struggle to believe them? do you have to try your damnedest just to make yourself hear the words? Do you wonder if, one day, you'll learn to be happy with who you are?

they should invent a me that feels motivated to do things

Art challenge where you have to finish what you're making

I reblogged her late last year and my 2024 has been very satisfying work-wise and (secure enough to not stress out) money-wise so far. Money Snake is wise and good.

talking to a guy and he just starts eating a berry that boosts special attack

the problem with being creative is that you start to feel very guilty when you haven’t created anything in a while

tolkien fans are insufferable because you’ll agree to watch the movies with them and then seven hours in they’ll say “omg my favourite character is about to appear!” and it’s a fucking siege weapon

I will not stand by while Grond, Hammer of the Underworld is slandered in such a way! 

I thought tumblr was safe from Grondposting

GROND!

GROND GROND GROND!

grond is when you gotta change discs on the extended edition. grond signals snack breaks and a refill of the wine. grond is an omen of good fortune and some respect should be put on his fucking name

I shall always reblog GROND!

GROND

GROND!

GROND

GROND!

And yeah, I know it’s just a game, but Cities Skylines is a pretty hardcore city-building simulator, and it’s funny that the devs had to patch landlords out because otherwise it would be too realistic and make the game (and our actual real life) extremely shit.

Last wee bit to this, it’s one thing to design a game which empowers the player to create policy to address high rents, it’s another thing to make a solid simulation of real life and then patch it becomes it seems broken.

Isn't that the same game that had to dramatically reduce how big parking lots were because looking at an actual properly scaled mall and accompanying parking lots on a screen is horrifying?

Anyway I think everyone involved in TTRPG spaces needs at least one bad game that sucks to just be completely obsessed with. Just one absolutely dogshit game that just won't leave your thoughts and that you can expound on for hours on end. It's good for you.

Mine is D&D.