stop sellin' fib bibs and get it straight

everyone that has ever blocked me loved me too much to the point of fear of living in love with me so they blocked me to temper their fears

Obsessed with how some people get so attached to their own headcanons that they get mad when they see a character presented as they are in canon

dude, this is really scary, and liminal as well. It's like the bathrooms

her cookie make me pitch a tent because shes fat & weird and now I will expire in 1-3 days

but actually genuinely why is the ant sad and leaving with a bindle

reading other comments on the fic you’ve just commented on is like. asynchronous book club meeting 🫶

The Nasdaq were a collection of economic spirits venerated the middle to end United States imperial wealth cults. Economic spirits, referred to as "stocks" (/stɑks/) in the obscure dialect of French spoken in the United States, were categorized into one of several "exchanges" ( /ɛksˈt͡ʃeɪnd͡ʒ/) based upon perceived impact and power. The Nasdaq are believed to have been held in higher esteem than other contemporaneously worshipped exchanges in the Dao and the Nysse. Shamans of the imperial wealth cults ("brokers" /ˈbɹoʊkɚ/) were known to sacrifice offerings ("layoffs") to the Nasdaq in hopes of receiving material and spiritual rewards from the supreme deity of the United States, The Free Market. Brokers were often known to interpret omens of the day by questioning the effect of such omens on the stocks.