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I still think it’s wild that humans were so desperate for a cure to syphilis, and are so inherently fucking insane as a species, that someone had the brilliant–and i mean genuinely brilliant–idea of ‘what if we burned it out with a fever’. Like can you imagine the fucking thought process that eventually led from that to ‘i know, I’ll catch malaria, that’ll burn it out!’ AND THAT THE HUMAN BODY IS ALSO SO FUCKING INSANE THAT IT DID.

orihime, watch your man.

I’m DM and the party are travelling through a swamp. They have to cross a log floating in the mire to get to their destination. One of the party rolls badly on acrobatics and slips into the bog, and, upon hearing the noise, a crocodile begins to slowly approach them. The party panic and quickly start looking for a way to get their companion out. Our cleric is looking through her spell list.

Writing Prompt #1516

Sabrina: Chloe is an angel who fell from heaven.

“YOU’RE TELLING ME I DRANK CRAYONS FOR NOTHING?!”

““With your support, we can rob the Seattle Plaid Pantry with a chainsaw.””

“Now that I’m not in mortal danger, I don’t know how to speak to my father”

"I am NOT violating the sacred froggy area!"

““In hindsight, maybe picking the orb off the charred corpse without checking first wasn’t the best idea.””