#looking for people to roleplay with

[luckthebard]

Another art related comment: I am once again begging the CR fandom to be normal about aging.

People get crows feet in their late 20s/early 30s, people can start to go gray in their 30s (and earlier!), none of this is “premature” and it will happen to you one day, embrace it.

[mellohiizz]

my little wemmfrags manebu heart has been shattered time and time again these past 36 hours. perhaps i will become a hardened warrior, with a wall crafted around my heart to protect me. perhaps i will become callous and cold, shaped by the uncaringly cruel hands of these minecraft youtubers. the world is not kind to people like me, i’ve learned.

(being dramatic again)

hi eme! look, they're happy and together and everything is well. (helping you cope) ^_^

[cosmicredcadet]

Maybe making jokes about "Invading" countries while we have multiple devastating wars that have massive invasions going on isn't the best look you guys.

[pleader600]

Quiz time/Trying to figure out a nickname for Ralph

[kabutoden]

if aradia's death was just in-character for a long roleplay, what's the deal with tavros and terezi's disabilities? did vriska have anything to do with them?

She Did Do Those Things. vriska no!!!!!!

[pyrosomatic-metamorphosis]

i love it when bad is very specifically a good roleplayer by giving other people good prompts. like casually bringing up wilbur now to tallulah. or when he put missa in the petting zoo. or all those times he Tormented the Lesbians so they could protect each other from him. its just so !!!! I love watching roleplayers be considerate of other roleplayers and gleefully hand over something they Know the other person's character can react to. i've seen cellbit do it, too (that time he handed his knife to bbh. oh my god). it's not a rare thing, and it's possible to be a good roleplayer without keeping that sort of considerate back and forth in mind, but its one of my favourite things to notice. foolish does it too, sometimes- i haven't watched him much, but i did take note of when he Made Sure to bring jaiden along with him on a cucurucho quest. and basically every interaction he had with bad when the eggs were missing. its just so so good

[svtskneecaps]

see everyone worried and fretted and panicked and yet quesadilla island looked at pepito and went

[spookierz]

part of me never left that exile

[wallbeatjournal]

what if i told you hiram lodge was a redditor?

i think he's catfishing and suicide-baiting posters on niche kink subreddits at this very moment

[mcytanti]

Venus planet of love - Cleo victory portrait

[playingpreggobby]

Imagine holding my hair back when I have morning sickness

Attending all the baby scans

Telling everyone we're pregnant

Always touching the baby bump when I start showing

Buying me my late night cravings

Cuddling through the hormonal emotions

Finding out the gender of our baby

Dealing with the crazy sex drive

Comforting me if we have a pregnancy scare

Helping me get around when I become too big to move

Having a baby shower

A pregnancy photoshoot too

Swaying together while I'm contracting

Watching me birth our babies we created

And do this all over again because we're obsessed

Gosh I love pregnancy.

[askorensprunki]

Can I hug you? :3

"By all means, bring it in, mate! Anyone can use a hug once in a while, yeah?"

[culminada]

I sat here scrolling Tumblr and then I heard my dad snoring on the other side of the wall.

And I've been making it a habit to consciously pay attention to the people I love, because I love them.

And so - I wasn't trying but this just came to me because of observations, and knowing, and perhaps the habit of it - I thought oh, that means he's sleeping.

Its the middle of the day. He does this sometimes. He's a very busy person, between two jobs, and 2-4 disabled kids. He takes power naps after lunch. He has a whole strategy. He's told it to me and I listened and I remembered because I love him.

He's also in burnout. My dad is burnt out and I understand because I am also burnt out. I wish I could help him but I am burnt out, and so all I can do is know him, is listen to him snoring and know that he is tired.

I get to listen to him snoring. He is tired. He is sleeping on the middle of the day because he is tired, from taking care of me, who am autistic, and my brother, with Prader-Willi Syndrome (shoutout to ppl with PWS), and his job 1 to pay the bills and job 2 to pay for the future and his wife and his other children and making sure we all get our enrichment.

And so he is snoring on the other side of the wall, and I can picture him tangled up in his blankets and sleeping because he is tired.

And so I get to listen to him snoring and think about all the things he does and how much he deserves rest, and how glad I am that he CAN rest, that he's worried and busy and anxious, but not too worried to sleep. Because he needs to sleep. And it's a blessing that he can do that.

And I'll sit here and appreciate him and all he does because I can hear him snoring (and it keeps everyone else up at night unless he uses his mouth guard, which we all call his snore-teeth, and I know this because I listen and I pay attention and I love him).

And he might never know that I sit here and think of him and love him and all he does, how grateful I am that he takes care of me when I'm his oldest and I'm autistic, and I don't feel overwhelmingly bad about that but I do wish I could help more than I do. Not be so big of a burden as I am. But all I can do is let him sleep.

He might never know that I take the time to listen to him snore. Maybe one of those days when he's feeling horrible I'll show it to him and say "you are loved and I see you and I am grateful for everything you do, I love you I love you I love you I love you I love you." Maybe I'll make bits of this post into my Father's Day letter. I've been wondering what to do for that because I've been more vocal lately about how much I love him and sometimes it feels like there's nothing left to put in a Father's Day letter that wouldn't just be the same.

There's something special in just the same, though. Like listening to snoring. There's time. And when you're sitting in the middle of time, in the quiet and the dark and listening to snoring, and wondering when the next snore is gonna come, and contemplating life and love and time - well, I'm not doing anything else. And I'm not getting any younger. And maybe right now I can't mentally DO anything else. But I can do this.

I can contemplate my father, who is wise and loving and who pours himself out constantly, fill my mind with MY DAD instead of something else, because I love him.

I lied. My first thought wasn't "oh, that means he's sleeping." Well, it was subconscious. But right after, I thought, "I wish I had someone to love this way," meaning that I want to get married and have someone to love.

But I do have someone to love. I have my father. I can love him. I DO love him. And why am I pining for something I can't have, or worse, for someONE I can't have, when my lovely beautiful Dad is right there loving me in his sleep, in his waking, in his working, in his eating, in his thoughts, in his research, in his everything. I have him? Why do I need anyone else?

[sereneabyyss]

Every time someone argues a Minecraft movie could never work because it's a sandbox game, an angel loses its wings

[awfulcake]

//Christmas , just a week away , Christmas is in a week ! Woohoo ! I am so happy about this information ! Christmas , just a week away , oh wow. /ref

anyway hi burn out is drowning me again , but happy December guys !! or something

[ahalliance]

i think the qsmp is very impressive for speedrunning the same love-hate relationship i have with the dsmp in under a year as opposed to the three it took for the other one