robot boy

You can tell a lot about a person by entering their mind palace and encountering their greatest fears and darkest hopes in a labyrinth reflective of their subconscious thoughts.

I know we make jokes about the proverbial asexual pervert who has written hundreds of thousands of words of smut on ao3, but also shoutout to the aces who aren’t perverts. to the aces who skip the sex scenes and wince at sex jokes and awkwardly leave the conversation when your friends start talking about sex. your boundaries aren’t childish and fuck anyone who says otherwise.

"kids deserve good art instead of slop" is also the wrong takeaway. the kids need slop too. ideally from the moment you start reading board books to your kid you should try and work in a ratio of like 7 things that are actually good to 2 that are mid but have potential and 1 thats complete dogshit. this will allow them to start exercising the parts of your brain you use to form and develop media opinions as soon as possible. follow my instructions to the t and gen beta or whatever the hell they're gonna call the next one will start producing the kind of experimental webfiction the likes of which we are not yet capable of imagining. you'll see. you'll all see.

Happy disabled pride month to the undiagnosed. To those with no idea what it could be. To those who are pretty sure they know, but can't be certain yet. To those whose doctors are trying their best, and to those whose doctors aren't. To those with test results, and those without. To those whose prognosis isn't looking good. To those scared by the course of their symptoms, and with no idea what's going to happen next. Living undiagnosed is hard, and I wish you all luck.

still so funny to me that gross has another meaning besides icky and is used seriously all the time. your gross annual income. your disgusting nasty amount of money you earn the whole year. pathetic