the experience of my saltmarsh campaign is simply the experience of shipping every single party member with each other. (except for qithira, because she is my swashbuckling sapphic pirate queen).
sometimes people will talk about kalmoash and will be like “i hate it it’s so twisted” and then people defend it by being like “i like that it’s twisted” and it’s like. i don’t think it has to be twisted at all :/
dream is not a sweaty gamer, dream is not an angry stomping baby or a toxic man full of bile or looking for blood all the time, he is in fact a person teeming with love, passion, and never ending appreciation:
he wraps himself up in a fanmade green and white blanket, cuddling his cat patches (x). he spoils the living hell out of said cat and boasts about her, he’s so smitten (x). his ability to say i love you at a snap of his fingers whether it’d be an accident (x) a simple appreciation tweet or a reassurance that you’re important and loved at the end of every stream. his voice considerably softens when he meets kids that are his fans. he asked his best friends to join him on his youtube journey and they blew up together (x) he is always vulnerable with his emotions. he can be super wholesome and cheesy because he’s so honest and also just a real softie and he’s such a beam of light and breath of fresh air, it’s why this man has my heart so easily
Aphrodite is love A love that radiates deep To your very core With pulsating warmth Joy, happiness She is the love you give yourself The softness of self-care Feeling, and examining Every inch of yourself And loving it wholly She is the love you give your partner Waking up with them in the morning Falling asleep with them every night The love you feel deep in your belly And the butterflies with every kiss and hug She is the love you give your family The deep tender warmth The unconditional love and support You give each other each day Aphrodite is love Love is everywhere And everything
okay im super late to the party but mitchells vs the machines is such a fucking cute movie. just a bunch of gay neurodivergents fighting capitalism. you love to see it.
Please go read this fic and all the fic by @redrobin-detective
Ngl this cute as shit
if i see one more post comparing luca to cmbyn i will scream. i will scream so loud
happy father’s day to king harkinian and king harkinian only (also gaepora and king from MC they get honorable mentions)
I’m so in love with the concept of dancing… not even like fancy professional dancing just the idea that human beings make music because we love creating those Nice Sounds… and then!! Other humans hear the Nice Sounds!! And oh boy, the sounds are so nice that they simply must Boogie!!! There’s no real reason or thought to it, just our ears hearing a tune that makes our brain produce So Much Happy Chemical that it compells our body to move in a Very Silly Way!!! Because it’s fun!!! I wanna know who was the first human to dance?? Were there cavemen who beat out a tune on some rocks??? And some other cavemen were like OOOOOO DAMN THIS IS MY JAM and just started breaking down?? It’s literally so endearing I love human beings!!!!!
being very extra and making a cute banner for kcon even tho the ones that i’m going are a week away
Hello, friends!! It’s time for a 2k words in snip, this fine Friday afternoon! I decided to start writing some Autistic Mac, because let’s be honest, it’s always time for autistic Mac. Right now I’m just making a bunch of oneshots, and I’m sure that they’ll include the adventures of the dark blue weighted blanket at some point.
This one is set right as Mac and Jack come back home from the ‘box :D
In all honesty, Mac’s incredibly surprised that Jack didn’t go straight back to Texas when they were discharged. It’s all he would talk about. At least in the beginning. Lately, he’d been shifting back to his days as a Delta, and even CIA, which Mac genuinely did not see coming.
There’s a lot more to Jack than just a brute and bodyguard, and Mac’s afraid that no one else is going to be able to notice. Luckily, Bozer seems to already see through the muscle.
While Bozer and Jack both have plates, food covering every square centimeter of surface area, Mac has a smaller plate and a bowl. It’s something that Mac figured out when he was younger.
Actually, it’s something that the Bozers figured out when he was younger.
No matter how much he’d want to, Mac just can’t bring himself to eat food that’s touching other, different food. It sends a chill down his neck and through his spine, and even the thought irks him more than Mac thinks it ought to.
Mac felt guilty at first, he remembers that as clearly as yesterday. Always making a mess out of more plates and bowls that were strictly necessary, feeling sick when he forced himself to eat food that touched other food, all of it. He even offered to wash dishes the first week that Loretta set his food on separate plates, but that was quickly shut down.
That being said, that didn’t stop Mac from building an automatic dish scrubber with one of Milton’s drills from the garage. Based on the amount of bowls he broke, it didn’t work very well.
oldies of that lil borrower guy,,,don’t have a name still i’m just affectionately calling him Button
Dude ride you wave has the two main characters singing together and it’s the most arduous shit I have to shit through