I Don’t Know What I’m Doing

there are a lot of really good ancient roman laws but i think my favorite is that, if you got struck by lightening and died, you couldnt have a proper burial because it meant that the gods hated you

“Jupiter cancelled him and we’re not going to question that”

genuinely asking: how would these laws apply to that guy who got struck by lightning on seven separate occasions but survived every time?

I think I would have assumed Zeus was trying to fuck him.

worst possible response thanks so much

Sometimes you hear a song and a fic pops into your head full formed. This is a trap. The fic may be fully formed in your brain, but you still Have to write it down. This is an important step that most people forget about.

martyn recreating renchanting in his forever world. ok. whatever.

printers behave like that because the medieval monks they put out of work are haunting them

one must imagine sisyphus livin la vida loca

Being crazy about a piece of media for any amount of time will leave a weird mark on you forever because years later you’ll see someone posting something about it like “can we talk about this frame” and you’ll be like “ah that frame. i know all about that frame. I was once a scholar of that frame.”

AO3 came out of beta and added Villagers, Potion Brewing, and the Ender Dragon to the site.

there is always some fucking laundry and dust and some other shit

I bet those astronauts are pretty excited to be the farthest from Earth anybody's ever been. You might even say they're over the moon about it