Jan 7, 2015
Last night, he told me he loves me.
I cannot convey how wonderful it felt.
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Last night, he told me he loves me.
I cannot convey how wonderful it felt.
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What I come to Tumblr for:
friends and friendly anons
cute pictures of Doctor Who characters
roleplay
an escape from responsibility
What I get on Tumblr:
street protests against oppressive governments
dire warnings about ableism, sexual and emotional abuse, and homophobia
text posts dismissing my peeves as disrespectful
What I want to do:
block every post and unfollow every blog which makes my Tumblr dashboard not the safe and pleasant space I intended to create for myself
Why I can't:
most of you who post these things I find disturbing are good people with good intentions
many of you are my friends
one is my moirail
one is my sister
What I might do instead:
delete this blog
make goldplatedbullet my main blog
pare the blogs I follow down to rp partners and close friends
stop scrolling through this website looking for peace of mind it will not provide
cassiusthebadwolf
fyo/cassius - thespookyhistorian
don’t befriend this guy he will slay you with the feels.
no i’m kidding befriend him for his encyclopaedic knowledge of greco-roman history and enthusiasm in writing julius caesar fanfiction which tends to be split 50-50 between mindless fluff and soul-numbing angst.
do it.
addendum: he makes your cards against humanity games 315% funnier, too.
Have u met many good friends on tumblr?
Definitely some.
To answer your question on how to say I love you in Latin, it's "Ego amo te"^^
AAH. THANK YOU FOR THIS INFORMATION.
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Here is a sketch of a fanfic.
Its title is "Sic Semper Self-Inserts."
The meteor carrying Dave, Rose, and the surviving beta trolls through the Furthest Ring passes through a bubble full of the dreamselves of fangirls. Fangirls dream in Trickster Mode: within the scope of the bubble, they have almost total control over their environment. The meteor crew first realize something is weird when Dave's skin starts changing color, from its normal featureless chalk-white through peach and on into browns and back. Then the meteor is suddenly filled with peach-skinned young women who want to either have sex with the meteor crew or watch them have sex with each other. They're pushy about it, enough so that the trolls threaten them with scythes, claws, chainsaws, etc., but the girls aren't fazed; in fact, they think it's cute and keep trying to get closer.
Finally one actually touches Nepeta's horns. Nepeta stabs the girl, who vanishes. Karkat realizes that the girls are dreamselves and moves in to attack. Dave stops him, and they argue about whether or not it's okay to kill them. They finally decide that it is, because 1. it's only dreamselves and 2. they won't get a minute's peace otherwise. They make this decision just in time for Kanaya and Rose to be able to defend themselves against the small mob who want to watch them make out.
A lot of dreamselves are violently woken up before the rest learn to keep their distance. Eventually the meteor leaves the bubble. Rose and Dave's skin return to their normal color, and the meteor sails on with everyone aboard significantly more weirded out than before.
Epilogue: All over Earth in a certain timeline, teenage girls wake up from bizarre dreams about getting murdered by their favorite characters. They think it's the coolest thing ever.
Uhhh ship meme Portus? I still need cheering up.
who is the big spoon/little spoon: surprisingly, Portia is the big spoon, though Brutus does try to reciprocate sometimes (usually when he's done something wrong)what is their favorite non-sexual activity: reading together. Portia likes to mess with Brutus's hair in between reading her case briefs.who uses all the hot water in the morning: Portia takes 5ever; a girl's gotta keep that mane of hers looking kick-ass.what they order from take out: usually Chinese or Thai; Brutus can't handle spicy things but Portia scarfs down kung pao chicken like it's candy.what is the most trivial thing they fight over: who hogs more of the blankets at night. this is SRS BSNS, yo.who does most of the cleaning: they usually get someone else to do it (either they bribe Lucius or they get a cleaning lady and tip her well), but if it's immediate usually Brutus handles it. repetitive motions make him calm.what has a season pass in their DVR: Portia, so she can keep up with her shows.who controls the netflix queue: also Portia. Brutus doesn't have a preference for what he watches, just as long it's not too insipid. he walked out on The Room, which Portia and Cassius were watching for shits and giggles.who calls up the super/landlord when the heat’s not working: Portia will be first to notice, but Brutus will do the calling.who steals the blankets: they have arguments over this, so it's never clear.who leaves their stuff around: Portia. she has more important things on her mind, of course ;)who remembers to buy the milk: Portia reminds Brutus all the time, and Brutus forgets all the time. Portia is usually too busy to grocery-shop herself, so it ends up being Lucius who remembers to get milk.who remembers anniversaries: they both do. mostly because if Portia forgets Brutus will look at her like a wounded puppy and Portia will feel bad for weeks, and if Brutus forgets he's sleeping on the couch.