i love those posts that are like "only true millenials will get this" and "wow i cant believe that gen z-ers dont know these things" and im like bitch i know that stuff. i used vhs in my early years, i grew up with roller coaster tycoon, and YES i know how computer files work omg
and then i remember that generalizations of generations are dumb in general, and the idea of 'generations' is a concept created to caue divide. and i move on with my day
A customer contacted our team with questions, and then finished their email with: "I am daunted by the complexities and unknowns." I haven't been able to stop thinking about it since.
tfw you realize the mortal you where planning on using and discarding, is a little unhinged actually, and matches your freak so you scrap that plan and start planning to rule the universe together
AKA bill realizes Ford "is just like him fr"
The page in The book of Bill that started this nonesense
commission info here
Transcript of text from the page of TBOB under the cut
Text reads: "Unfased, F has been making hot cocoa and welding rivets while playing christmas songs on the radio. (These songs make no sense. Why did Rudolph forgive his tormentors for their mockery of his facial deformity? He should have used his red-hot nose to burn his oppressor's workshop to the ground. A lesson to all!)"
"it's not queer fiction unless the queerness is explicitly declared in the text according to currently accepted terminology and in a way that meets the approval of the entire audience" I mean follow your heart I guess but I trust myself as a queer person to recognise queer themes
Everyone liked the color charts I test printed for Basilisk so much, I felt compelled made a nice version! Great for anyone that has an interest in Risograph printing, historical pigments, or weird medieval marginalia.
Ex-Bf!Sukuna who brings your favorite flowers every 2 weeks when he picks you up from work. He says it's for his 'princess' much to your annoyance. You already feel guilty because Sukuna has been picking you up from your late night shifts at the restaurant. You still take the flowers, holding them gently in your lap as Sukuna drives you home. Sukuna looks at you through his peripheral and notices your furrowed eyebrows.
"What's going on in that beautiful head of yours, princess?" His voice was as smooth as ever.
You roll your eyes because Sukuna still calls you by that nickname despite breaking up with him. An unfamiliar feeling is filling your stomach as the wind from the open window cools your heated cheeks.
"Stop calling me that." You mumble only for Sukuna to snicker.
"No." It's all he says for the rest of the car ride. You look down on your lap and admire the pretty flowers that he got you this time. When you walk through your apartment door, the bouquet in your hands, you begin wondering if it always felt so empty without the tattooed pink hair man.
kabru is canonically too smart for miscommunication trope. if anything laios would flirt with him One Single Time and kabru catches on immediately and runs it through his mental processor (does laios not know what he's doing? -> no he does. is he doing this to practice?? -> laios would not lead me on like that -> is he aware of how i feel? -> am i aware of how i feel???) and then literally the next time laios is free he schedules a meeting they sit down at the table kabru leans across looks him dead in the eyes and says very calmly on a scale of im just playing to lets get married how serious are u about this