sander, what in the hollywood-adjacent hell is up with you
sander, what in the hollywood-adjacent hell is up with you
ten dollars to me if atlas is fontaine
people are so lovely‼️ they do these ordinary and mundane things like someone is walking hand in hand with their lover and someone is helping a blind old lady cross the road and someone is dancing in the rain with their best friend and someone is helping a little girl find her mother on a crowded playground and someone’s cat is lying next to them on the couch snoring loudly and it’s adorable and someone is dancing to music alone in their room and someone just went into a bakery and is deeply inhaling the sweet smell of freshly baked bread and a little kid is waiting for his grandpa to pick him up and someone is making dinner for their family while singing their favorite song and someone just confessed their love to someone and someone is talking about something they love with a sparkle in their eyes and you’re reading this and you are alive and you are loved, everything will be fine, you’ll be okay and you’ll be happy
okay the sub exploding DID get to me, not gonna lie
obsessed with the way that gothic horror is about horror but never directly. it’s not horrific because there’s a haunted house and that’s scary, it’s horrific because the monster isn’t a monster, it’s your grief, your loss, your pride, your desire, your fear. the monster skulking in the shadows, the darkness at the edge of the woods, the haunted house that is too broken to be a home—those are manifestations of events that grabbed onto the fabric of time in a fit of abject horror and clamped down so tightly that they couldn’t keep moving forward toward resolution and eventual dissipation like they were supposed to. it’s all about the scared child and the mourning mother and the hunger in your gut and the little emptiness in your chest at the end of the day. those things are all little horrors but you can’t approach them directly to understand them, so gothic horror gives us these little metaphors and says “here play with these for a while and see what you find.” and all of those metaphors need someone to go back to childhood to release them. you have to care, and be curious and clever, and look for a way to heal the hurt. you have to be so achingly human to survive in gothic horror
man we’re not even to the full cast reacts, and i’m in tears of laughter
“flint-tip chisel-nips - an unfortunate name, but his nips apparently were quite chiseled -”
what is HAPPE N I N G.
oh I was gonna say Liam was doing well, but WELP
first of all, robbie daymond is a vocal powerhouse. second of all, that was amazing. third of all, this is gonna KILL the rest of the gang.
oh, I see robbie’s going the caduceus clay alliteration route right out of the gate
time to watch exu narrative telephone!!
ted lasso followers, I do not even go here but I’m half in tears just looking at stuff about this apparent funeral rickroll, so I can only imagine how devastating it is with two seasons of full character context behind it
there’s something about living life deliberately…wearing clothes that you actually want to and that you feel reflect you and your style not just because you’ve had them for years and don’t know what else you would throw on….listening to songs and creating playlists that excite you and represent your actual mood not just listening to songs that you’ve had downloaded for years that don’t make you feel anything special anymore…it’s VERY easy to stay with what you’re comfortable and it might take a bit of experimenting before you find what feels like a deliberate choice that reflects more of YOU but it’s absolutely worth the leap of faith you may have to convince yourself to make in order to stop feeling like a passenger in your own life
How will the world end?
it’s genuinely not something i think too much about. there are people to love and dishes to do in the meantime.
three in the fucking morning and i am once AGAIN thinking about prey. good fucking lord.
this episode was designed to break erika ishii specifically
oh Danielle oh I have feelings
having little bi thoughts and ideas.
(happy bi visibility day to us!)
[ID: Art of Caleb Widogast, a white man with blue eyes and long red hair in a messy ponytail. He is drawn from the waist up, staring forward with one hand under his chin; he is wearing a purple shirt and brown leather book holster with two green books strapped on either side of his torso. His arms are covered with light brown lines and markings that resemble arcane runes. The art is signed with the artist’s signature (TERRA) at the bottom, and is against a backdrop of the bi flag. End ID.]
BRING ME A GOWN TO SLAY A KNAVE
i’m p sure i’ve posted this before, but it’s still funny
[id: a twitter thread by Oliver Clegg (@deathbybadger).
DM: so moses the pharaoh is still refusing to let your people go since you botched that persuasion check, a-
MOSES: i cast insect plague
DM: are you sure? we haven’t fully explored all the opt-
MOSES: (leans in very close) I. Cast. Insect Plague.
JESUS: is there a fig tree
DM: i don’t know, sure, why not there’s a fig tree
JESUS: I take some fruit.
DM: (rolls dice) the tree has no fruit on it
JESUS: I curse the fig tree
DM: look can we just get back to the quest
CAIN: ok so is abel distracted
DM: yes. why.
CAIN: can I roll stealth
JESUS: so let me check, the money lenders are just SAT here in the temple
JESUS: I call a lightning strike
DM: you used all your spell slots raising that random guy from the dead
JESUS: fine i attack with my bare hands
DM: Elisha the children are mocking your bald head on the way up the mountain
ELISHA: ok I cast conjure woodland beings, I want bears to eat them
DM: ELISHA NO
ELISHA: ELISHA YES
[this is a real bible story, check out 2 Kings 2:23-24]
DM: ok pharaoh has decreed that all the baby boys are to be slain, and they are closing in, what do you do with your baby moses
JOCHEBED: i put it in a basket
JOCHEBED: I PUT THE BABY IN A BASKET AND THROW IT IN THE NILE
DM: um roll athletics
DM: so you’ve come all this way, what did you actually bring the baby
MAGI 1: here’s all our gold?
MAGI 2: I put some incense aside
MAGI 3: (rummages in pack) fuck (rummages) i have some embalming fluid
DM: ok roll to persuade the mother these are appropriate gifts for a baby
DM: the lion approaches, it looks angry
DANIEL: i’m keeping it. I hug the lion
DM: it’s a lion, it will eat you why are you doing this
DANIEL: I HUG MY NEW BEST FRIEND THE LION
DM: so how do you plan to go about building this temple
SOLOMON: I cast summon demon
DM: this *cannot* be allowed (checks book)
DM: ok you have a demon and I guess it helps buil-
SOLOMON: I cast it again
NOAH: I cast druidcraft to check the weather tomorrow
NOAH: why are you making that face
I will see you all after my excommunication
Happy Bi Visibility Day!
(Yes that’s supposed to be a maelstrom.)
[Image description: a gentle cartoon of human wizard Caleb Widowgast from Critical Role. He has is hands in the air and is floating (or being carried by?) on a fiery cloudy maelstrom. The maelstrom is in the bi pride colors. /ID]
I think it’s actually cool and great not to have any especially specific descriptors for your gender and/or orientation. just do whatever you want. yeehaw.
the way people talk about gender and orientation often has an implied understanding that through enough introspection/reading/fucking around and finding out you’ll eventually arrive at the True Answer but actually that’s uh. listen it’s not gonna be the experience everyone has and that’s fine, especially since the language we currently have to explain gender and attraction are pretty recent and relatively limited (as all language is!) and it’s like. it’s fine not to jive with that. you don’t have to find a box you fit in perfectly and you also don’t have to build a new box for yourself, you can just exist in whatever way feels right to you.