"endos make a mockery of REAL systems" "ace people make a mockery of REAL queer people" "nonbinary people make a mockery of REAL trans people" "self-diagnosed people make a mockery of REAL disabled people" "bisexuals make a mockery of REAL gay people" "non-dysphoric trans people make a mockery of REAL trans people" "trans lesbians make a mockery of REAL lesbians"
arent you tired? arent you tired? arent you tired?
olá! você poderia fazer um mood da minnie do gidle? com as fotinhas que ela postou? (que ela tá de branco e toda nenem) por favor? agradeço! seus moods são uma perfeição ave
Turns out so many people are obsessed with Joel, he turned into a god. He gets offerings, gold, immortality, not to mention all of his new Lightning powers.
The problem? The mortals somehow got it in their heads he’s in love with the stupid Redstone god.
So naturally, their temples end up side by side. Tapestries and poetry of the two of them are romantic gifts. They sometimes even get joint offerings. That stupid Eefo just laughs it off.
Even some of the gods are getting in on it now, mocking him whenever he stares a little too long, setting them up on dates he pretends to despise but secretly loves.
And the worst part? He’s starting to think the mortals are right.
-🔹
If you were to ask Joel what part of it is the worst, his answer would change every time. Firstly, there's the fact that the mortals might be right. Joel hates when other people are right and he's wrong! Especially about himself.
Then there's the fact it is tanking his reputation as a new god. It's hard enough already without such an obvious weak point. Good job he can give as good as he gets.
And then there's the fact the redstone god is actually stupidly attractive. And he doesn't even seem aware of it! He's a god amongst gods without even realising. He's too busy inventing cool things and being amazing.
Ugh! If you ask him, Etho can take his offerings and shove them up his-
the big thing that gets me abt syscourse is that it's literally none of your business. why do you need to know if a stranger on the internet has trauma. why do you need to know the medical history of a stranger on the internet. did you never learn basic internet safety? what makes you think you're entitled to that information about a person.
[read the post a few more times before trying to start shit, okay?]
Deus! Eu nem sei por onde começar kkk venho acompanhando seus moods e posso lhe dizer que serve de inspiração para mim tentar produzir coisas bonitas para mim mesma, apesar de eu não ser tão talentosa estou tentando o máximo de mim! E como amo seus moods gostaria de pedir um do jimin se você puder fazer, vou considerar um presente de aniversário pois dia 25 faço mais um ano de vida! Eeeeeh kkk eu queria que fosse dark sem características fofas sabe? Bem dark mesmo! Mas com roxo e azul pois são minhas cores favoritas 😞 obrigada por ser minha inspiração!
você não faz ideia do quanto suas palavras aqueceram o meu coraçãozinho ☹️
eu fico tão feliz em saber que o que eu faço serve de inspiração para alguém ! e espero que você nunca desista de criar os seus edits meu amor !
fiz este mood especialmente para você, realmente como um presente de aniversário !! e torço para que tenha ficado do seu agrado 🙁
Anything you say? Welp, you get whatever this is -🔹
Tango couldn’t find his fire since Jimmy moved to another town. Well, he could, but he always left his pastries undercooked or very burnt. No in between.
His regulars (or the hermits as they called themselves) definitely noticed something was up, but supported him nonetheless. He grew a bit more confident, and his pastries were starting to be less and less burnt. But it was still pretty bad.
He was beginning to doubt he would ever cook the perfect recipes of before. Spend long hours wondering what it would take to get his fire back. He had certainly tried a lot, but wasn’t going to give up any time soon.
Turns out all he needed was one quick visit from Jimmy to get back on track.
It's embarrassing. Tango didn't even realise he was this down bad for the guy!
To remedy the problem, he just imagines he's making each pastry for Jimmy. After all, he could visit and buy any of them! They should all be perfect, just in case.
The hermits think they should solve this by maybe talking? Sometimes? Or possibly even going on a date. But the two need to figure that out in their own time...