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“From whence you came” is a classic place to send back a foul beast
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Skyrim's graphics haven't aged one bit. Still beautiful in 2024.
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OUGH !!!!
You had a blind date. On Valentine’s Day.
And they didn’t show up.
You had never felt so stupid in your life. Apparently, the only free day that you and your date had was on Friday. February 14th. Go figure.
The waiter had already come by 3 times to ask if you were ready to order or if you were going to leave. They didn’t say specifically to leave but you got the gist. Another person to take up their time and tips.
Frustrated tears began in the corner of your eyes while you packed your belongings, eager to get out of the humiliation of other couples stares and the cheap paper heart decor lining the restaurant.
This guy your friend set you up with seemed perfect. On paper at least. Kind, funny, flirty, and more is what she promised you.
It wasn’t until you were almost standing out of your booth that a very handsome man in a suit strode over in a huff. Mutton chopped beard and biceps for days, as he looked you in the eyes. God, his eyes were so blue.
“I apologize darling, I came straight from work and traffic was a nightmare.”
He kissed your cheeks quickly like an old friend.
“I wanted to message ya, but I didn’t think the cops would appreciate someone texting and driving on Valentine’s Day.”
Maybe that softened your heart. Just a little.
“You’re almost 45 minutes late.”
“It’ll be the first and last time I’ll ever be late, darling.”
You couldn’t help the grin that spread across your face slowly that time.
John, as he introduced himself, was kinder than you thought he’d be. Flirty at just the right moments and careful with his words, like he wanted to make sure you knew he meant every single word.
The date went amazingly well, he even made you giggle so much that you snorted and immediately felt embarrassed about it. He said he’d take that as a compliment as he pulled your hands away from your mouth.
Just as desert rolled around, you excused yourself to the bathroom and texted your friend, lettering her know you’re having an amazing time with John. Her next text came in just as you finished washing your hands.
who’s john?
Coming back to sit down at the booth, you immediately asked;
“You’re not my actual blind date, are you?”
He stopped mid chew of his chocolate torte, gaze flicking up to yours. Like a kid caught in a cookie jar.
“No, darling. I’m not. I actually had a take out order here but when I saw the prettiest bird in my life alone at a table, I couldn’t leave her.”
Your anger rose just a tad.
“So this was a pity date.”
“No.” He was so firm in his answer.
“I’d have asked you out anywhere if we crossed paths earlier but you were already dressed, sitting here waiting. I couldn’t pass on this golden opportunity, could I?”
Now you were glad that your actual date never showed up. John proved to be so much better, in more ways than one.
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I love your lady normal girl and her eunuch tucker tag! It never fails to cheer me up!
aw thank you!! here have a doodle i did when my friends were taking the piss out of my cooking (ok burning)
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So like an hour ago I just lear🪨︵︵ned that— what the fuck was that. Someone just skipped a rock across my post did you see that
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sits on my own blog like it’s the edge of a lake wistfully
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one big thing i think people outside fandom (like, all fandoms, fandom in general, not any particular one) tend to misunderstand is they know it's a subculture of people who are weirdly deeply invested in fictional media, and they hear about drama caused by people in those subcultures being unhinged in not-fun ways, and they think the unhingedness comes from the fact of being overinvested in works of fiction.
which is a natural assumption, but in my experience that's not really the case? like in my experience the drama llamas in fandom are usually not the ones who are just genuinely very deeply into the fiction. i've known people who are basically thinking about star trek or x-men comics or supernatural pretty much 100% of their free time and ime that type of person is usually very nice and surprisingly functional in their regular life. when someone's a constant nexus of fandom drama it's usually not that they are obsessed with the actual work of fiction the fandom is about, it's at least one of the following:
what they're obsessed with is not the source material but their unhealthy parasocial relationships with one or more of the people who created it
what they're obsessed with is not the source material but some elaborate shared-universe subset of fanfic about it that's only barely related to the original at this point, and/or an esoteric reading-against-the-text reinterpretation of the source material (often if the canon is active and ongoing this leads to becoming actively hostile toward it for its inevitably increasing failure to conform to their preferred fanon)
what they're obsessed with is not the source material but the fandom itself and gathering clout within it, so that the source material basically only exists to them as a tool for scoring points in increasingly arcane fandom disputes
and very often you get the same person doing 2 and sometimes even all 3 of these, and that's where the trouble really starts
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Imagine Johnny coming back from deployment and he goes to open 'er (your legs) up and then all you see is horror on his face.
You shaved. That's it. No period, nothing scary down there. But to him?
Guys he's fucking BAWLING. I think if this was his first time since coming back from deployment he'd lose his shit AND ACTUALLY CRY.
"bonnie... Ye shaved 'er bald," he says, having to keep from crying, "what'll keep 'er warm in the winter?"
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(i chose the ones that came to mind first)
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hey kids did you know that computers didn't used to automatically connect to the internet. it used to make this screaming noise. we should have listened.
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Hug your hommies
I'm still learning, and I still find it challenging to create backgrounds.
So this is what I offer for now.
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