#and entertains guests

[cor-lapis]

Somewhere out there, Charlotte is still 1 million mora in debt and waiting for the Wriothesley Scoop

(you can find more of my quest summaries here!)

[illadvisedart]

all of my best friends

[cadere-art]

A pair of trash raiders.

A raccoon,

and a coati.

[suspencerrrr]

When your students are all morons

[whumpshaped]

once again thinking about domestic whump. whumpee should stay in the kitchen i think

[trashworldblog]

absolutely love that we all saw the substitute get defenstrated and came to the same conclusion that he probably didnt die because he JUST taught us that just because you get defenestrated DOESNT MEAN that you DIE, plus that little weirdo is to cool and freaky to die. shane madej would NEVER

[lisamarie-vee]

[randomreasonstolive]

Reason to Live #9490

 Boiling some noodles and having a nice night watching shows.  – Guest Submission

(Please don't add negative comments to these posts.)

[pinazee]

If you know who both my little pals are, i think we should be friends

[mrmorphea]

Last / Next

[splickedylit]

Domestic Diplomacy III proceeds apace

(==>Jade: hear the holy and hilarious word)

Gamzee is in the next room over, sitting on a big squishy-looking pillow in a kind of cross-legged sprawl that makes it really clear how his legs don’t bend in the same ways human legs do.  You’re delighted to realize, for the first time, that troll feet are padded like their palms.  You hadn’t thought about it—the chitin claws cover almost the whole toe the same way they cover pretty much the whole finger, and they don’t seem to spread a whole lot, so it’s easy for your brain to read them as hoof-like and move on.  But there’s little beans down there!

Alien contact really is just the gift that keeps on giving.  What a good day already.

Karkat is occupied bustling and hustling around greeting people like the bossiest little mother hen—(And take off those, the fucking foot-clothes, my hive is clean, don’t you put shit and dirt on the ground!  Put them here, by the, tss, the, damn…in-and-out place!)—so you stroll over into the other room and lower yourself onto the floor to watch whatever it is Gamzee’s looking at.

You kind of thought maybe he’d started movie night early, but he doesn’t seem to be watching a movie.  He has something that looks a lot like a normal human tablet propped up on a table, and he’s watching what looks like a live feed of a huge room full of other trolls, with a guy at the front talking.

“<—(A sentence subject you must have missed) is the funniest (implied:warning-shot-level danger) motherfucking make-mess the (something)s could do to make want,>” says the troll at the front of the crowd, succinctly proving to you that Gamzee is not the only troll who seems to think more verbs is better and sentence order is a pointless invention.  The guy talking doesn’t sound exactly the same, but he stretches his hums and chirrs and growls out and piles his clicks together in a really similar way.  “<We’re all (body parts?) up in the air, down up our (whole/entire) motherfucking horns in dirt.  (Some kind of noun with the food-descriptor ‘sweet’ in it) on our (body part again?  It sounds like a compound word of ‘face’, sort of) and that isn’t a motherfucking mistake.  It’s no motherfucking mistake, brothers!”

Gamzee says some kind of emphatic imperative verb—in a polite, subordinate inflection, which is pretty unusual for him.  On the screen, a few other people do the same thing, mostly saying words you don’t know—one of them you hear says “<Say it, motherfucker!>” and another one says “<Yes, brother, yes!>” with the heaviest subordinate inflection you’ve ever heard.  Somebody else honks a bike horn.

[dimalink]

Little friend clown with a bicycle and a chickens

Three dimensional scene for today based on celebration, bicycle, chickens. I was busy for several days. And as guest, to my place, a clown has come. He is my little friend. Funny human. He is a funny clown. He come to my place with a bicycle. For the celebration. And also, with him lots of chickens has come too. Everyone is tweet. They are having fun. And celebration takes several days long. And I don’t take into account how fast time goes!

Chickens were running all over the place. And they were having fun. From sunrise till most evening time. Until they don’t go to sleep. Friend was running with a bicycle. He invites me to his place. He speaks that it is not far from here, to go to his place with a bicycle. He has a funny hat. And he is having fun.

Celebration is about several days long. It is a longer than normal. Because of I have such funny and interesting friends. Time runs fast.

“Looks what a bicycle I have! By the way, do you want this kind of bicycle? I have in my little house one more! I can give you it as a gift! Today it is a celebration, anyway.” - said little friend

Chickens, they a whole pack runs at me, and they start to jump at me. And runs here and there. And all day long, I try to tell them that they do not need to jump at me. But they find this thing a very funny. And one chicken gives me as a present a funny book with pictures. It has a little sun at the book.

And it is written about chickens. He shows me a certain page. And it is just written - certain way - chickens likes to jump at anybody, at everybody. They like to jump. So, you do not need to interrupt them. Just in this time one chicken jump at my head.  And I try to take him off from my head about a half of hour. He runs all the time. And jumps back.

My friend clown, by the way, was having fun. He doing a celebration fir trees with decorations. And he was playing very good with chickens. Of course! He has a friendship with them for a long time! And he knows how to speak with them. My friend clown likes to tell a funny tales and he smile every time. To tell a different funny tales. About a places, he visits. He also a clown adventurer. And in a celebration day he will come again. He will run with his bicycle to this place again. With whole pack of chickens! As a guests!

Dima Link is making retro videogames, apps, a little of music, write stories, and some retro more.

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[scarlettromanov]

VERY EXCITED FOR CHAPTER THIRTY ONE OF BAU. PERHAPS…. I MAY HAVE WRITTEN A 7 PAGE SCENE BETWEEN R AND WANDA THAT IVE BEEN THINKING ABOUT FOR AGES. NO REGRETS.

NEW CHAPTER WILL ARRIVE PROBABLY NEXT WEEK ✨✨✨✨✨✨✨✨✨✨✨✨

(Definitely not this week, I have company coming to stay at my house and I stg I cannot write smut with GUESTS in my home).

[divinekangaroo]

Today’s debate: Arthur Shelby is a delicate precious flower who must be kept wrapped in Japanese silk in a bower lest his virginity be cruelly taken from him

Who will stand for the position of the affirmative? *John cautiously raises his hand*

Who will table the position for the negative? *a resounding silence interrupted only by Arthur making desperate muffled noises through the underwear gagging his mouth*

[yannig]

I'm invested in Mut and Tongrak, don't get me wrong. I like them, I like the show, I will keep watching and enjoying it.

But from an aromantic perspective, it's fucking painful.

I. know. Tongrak doesn't believe in love because his parents' marriage was a tragedy and he's never seen real love, yada yada.

But he reads so, so aromantic to me. Like "love is imaginary and only exists in story" is a pretty common aromantic experience.

I know in this context it's the trauma. And it's a perfectly legit plot.

But seeing his perspective being dismissed so readily by the show... it hurts a bit, to be honest.

[nicollekidman]

caraxes and syrax are going to happy chitter at each other and i am going to start high volume screaming before daemon and rhaenyra even lock eyes… its been a thousand years