#people genuinely forget what tombs are i swear when they say shit like this

[sacredashes]

i think people are misinterpreting why people are mad when we complain about the lords of fortune being """""ethical treasure hunters/pirates.""""" it's not that people are mad isabela THEORETICALLY learned her lesson from da2 and decided to spread it to everyone else. or that we want everyone in the game to be crazy evil.

the issue is with the FRAMING of, "we're not thieves, we don't steal. we don't steal culturally significant artifacts." because EVERYTHING in a tomb, or a ruin, IS A CULTURALLY SIGNIFICANT ARTIFACT. there is absolutely nothing from a civilization (that may be lost but IS being studied and the culture is STILL practiced by a modern group) that isn't significant when it comes to restoration, study, etc. there's so much value to gain from something like a broken vase that's being thrown down the drain for a pirate to steal and sell to some rando because "oh well it's not a religious artifact like the literal TOME OF KOSLUN, so it's fine." tomb raiding is ALWAYS bad, you're literally stealing shit from dead people. raiding ruins for treasure is ALWAYS bad. the idea that taash says this line like it means anything and rook can't go "yeah no, that's still stealing, they have the traps up for a reason," is a problem. glad a lof!rook can say "i'm pretty sure we do still steal though," but i do hate that it's locked as a lord option.

(and that's all without getting into the ‘finder's fee!’)

[areasontobreathe]

To any of my followers who spent their holidays being judged by strangers and family who can’t take the time to even know you, I just want you to know, you aren’t alone.

On every single social media platform I am on, I try very hard to spread positivity.  And I get it, it comes off a little saccharine at times - You aren’t just thinking I am trying to hard sometimes.  I am literally trying too hard sometimes, because I have had such a crummy day/week/whatever that I want to put some ‘nice’ in the world in case someone else is going through what I am going through, or something even worse.

Because, honestly, I wish someone was there to be nice to me.

However, the travesty of a holiday that I recently experienced must be said.  This is your last chance: if you click below, there is profanity, mention of homophobia, mention of someone wishing rape on another individual, discussion of Christianity in both positive and negative light, and you’ll probably leave thinking I am crazy.  And that’s okay - I know it sounds nuttier than squirrel turds, but it’s a harmless kind of crazy, which you’ll see if you read on.

Oh, and this is 100% not made up.  Which is even weirder.

Christmas is usually my absolute favorite holiday.  I get an excuse to wear silly sweaters and buy silly and/or thoughtful gifts.  I get to cook for people I love and their families.  Deck the house out in lights, cinnamon scented everything. I just love it.

2018 conspired to change that, apparently. In the lead up between Thanksgiving and Christmas, my spouse and I had a huge fight.  The reason? Their family decided that ‘we’ were doing Christmas at my spouse’s uncle’s house. The misogynist, racist, homophobic, Christian zealot uncle’s house.

Umm... How about nooooooooooo.  I refused to go, because this man has successfully pissed me right the fuck off every holiday for the last 7 years.  I am not letting him ruin my Christmas this year. No.  So, fight ensues, because my family is staying with us, and my spouse currently cannot stand the sight of my mom and wants to spend time with his family.

Eventually, the decision is made that the in-laws are coming to my house for Christmas instead (what on earth did I sign up for?).  I made 2 things abundantly clear:

1) My family does an appetizer-buffet style Christmas, so that’s what I’m making, because I just made an enormous, traditional Thanksgiving dinner a month ago.

2) If Uncle Douchenozzle acts out of line, I’m kicking him out of my house. End of story.  I’m a big believer in forgiveness, but that doesn’t mean I have to let him be rude to me.

Spouse agrees, in laws are coming to my house. Sigh.

Day of Christmas, I’m busting my butt getting food prepared, because my kitchen is too tiny for assistance, really, and everything has to be timed properly, whatnot.  All other family members are sick and can’t make it. Okay, fine, leftovers for days.

Oh, But Uncle Douchenozzle makes it over to my house.  He insists we all stop eating so he can pray over the meal before he eats.  He talks at the top of his lungs and drives literally everyone but my spouse and I out of the room, and I’m squishing a panic attack as hard as I can to avoid being rude.  Finally, time to exchange gifts, which means we can usher him out soon. He hands my spouse a wrapped package, and me a card.  It’s a pretty typical Christmas card, doves and peace and joy and all that.

And a little note:

Go ahead. Look those verses up.  I’ll wait.

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Yeah.  You did not misread those.  This man came into my home, at my reluctance, ate at my table, and gave me Christmas card with a message that says, essentially, that I’m going to Hell.  I’m sure he meant well, in his judgmental way: he has made inferences that my spouse and I don’t know God and he would really like us to get saved, etc, so on, so forth, for several years now.  But the thing is? He has no idea what our leanings on faith/religion are.  He has never bothered to ask, he just assumes we are Atheists or something because we disagree with him a lot of the time.

Well, yeah dude.   You disowned your daughter when she came out to you at 18, and literally said you hope she gets raped as punishment from God for her homosexuality.  I’m gonna disagree with you, hard.

And this is where things get kind of hysterical: I do, actually, believe in God.  I’m saved. Have been for over 20 years.  Then again, I don’t think Uncle Douchenozzle and I believe in the same God necessarily, sooo.... And honestly, I would never say I am Christian, because WBC is ‘Christian’, Uncle Douchenozzle is ‘Christian’, and I agree with half of one fact that I have heard from either of them - Yep, There’s a God.  After that, it’s a lot of ‘nope’.

Where I start to sound madder than a box of frogs:  The reason I don’t believe in any of the same things they do.  It’s because I am, believe it or not, a child of prophecy.

Wait!  Hang on!  I’m not joking!  Just listen a sec, okay?

When I was 14, I was a Church Camp (which is a thing), and the pastor at the camp prophesied over me between lunch and dinner one day (If you have ever spent a lot of time around Fundamental Christians of the Protestant Flavor, this is a really normal thing, I swear).  Nothing flashy, no booming harmonics or funny lights or suspicious fog machines.  But I will never forget what he told me, especially because it came out of pretty much nowhere.

He said that I was called by God to be a Servant (be patient...).  Not to serve and grovel at the foot of man, but help and aide others without hesitation, to love without judgement, and to forgive completely.  And that, while my name would be forgotten, as all servants in the Bible were (even the Angels who opened Jesus’ tomb had no names) my kindness and unwavering support of people would change lives.

He said this.  To a 14 year old girl.  Who was eight years into being abused by her own brother, and only stopped being abused by her grandmother because the grandmother fucking croaked.  I did exactly what you think I did.  I said “oh, fuck this dude, he’s nuts.”  And I spent the next several years avoiding being kind to people, just because no one was there for me when I needed it.

Oh, my, gosh.  I was miserable.  Then, God got a little impatient and a lot less subtle about this shit: My boss asked me to help her organize a food and gift drive for underprivleged teenagers who aged out of Toys For Tots but were still young enough that it sucked not getting Christmas presents.   I had actually been one of those kids before, minus the toy drive, so I attacked this thing with a vengence. My team spoiled those kids rotten, gave them good food that you actually want to eat.... everything for Christmas dinner but the main meat course.  I did God’s work out of spite because no one was there for me like that.

It was the gateway good-deed, my friends.  I was genuinely happy for the first time in years. And it slid from there: Being nice to people, volunteer events and fundraisers once a month, 6 different gift and/or food drives at Christmas, you name it.  And I feed people.  Oh my gosh do I feed people.  It’s like a compulsion: if you are at my house and it gets dark, I assume you are staying for dinner and will cook for you.

But other things have come to mind over the years: I have never in my life judged someone for their religion.  Honestly, I’m pretty sure we all believe in the same higher power, we just use different names (which, technically, Christianity does say there is only one God... And if they’re all the same higher power, then yeah, that’s true).  Being a jerk about it, yeah I judge, but I let them prove they’re assholes before I call them one.  I have always been genuinely nonplussed when people come out to me. Cool, I’m very glad you trust me enough to tell me.  I will literally never tell anyone, because that would not be cool of me. Okay. Good talk. And I am actually that person who sees a challenge when someone decides they don’t like me as a person. Oh, for real fam?  We gon’ be besties.  Just you wait. (One person I did this to actually brags out how ‘insidiously friendly’ I am)

Then we circle back, and that Bible verse is jotted in my Christmas card.  I sobbed for 2 hours, could not calm down.  Like, dude, you don’t even know me.  I am literally doing what God told me to do! 

So yeah, if you had someone hate you for religion, or sexual orientation, or being trans... if you had to hide yourself and listen to them disparage people like you, I am so so sorry.  But I’m here for you.  Because you read this entire beast of a post, so you were there for me.  We need to be there for each other 💜

[threemoonsareshining]

i don't know which questions to ask you so i'm just going to say answer as many as you like / whichever ones you like! i love reading your answers!! i hope you have a week full of stars and candy and love Xx

Hi nice anon, thank you so much for this distraction now get ready for some ranting

1. Do you ever doubt the existence of others than you? Yes but I think I do it ironically.

2. On a scale of 1-5, how afraid of the dark are you? Normally 1 but a 5 if it was a really bad day and I get a little anxiety.

4. What is your favorite word? I like de word Melancolía (melancholy) 

5. If you were a type of tree, what would you be? A holm oak because they’re strong and they can endure everything (I have an actual favourite tree and it’s, in fact, an enormous holm oak I used to climb when I was little and that I still sometimes climb tbh it’s so tall and creates a magical atmosphere)

6. When you looked in the mirror this morning what was the first thing you thought? This sounds really pessimistic but I thought about how disgusting my face was because my acne is really bad these days and I sleep with a bun which isn’t the most flattering hairstyle

7. What shirt are you wearing? A pyjama shirt I have since I was 11 but that still fits me

8. What do you label yourself as? Forgettable

9. Bright room or dark room? Dark

10. What were you doing at midnight last night? I was avoiding my responsibilities on the verge of an anxiety attack

11. Favorite age you’ve been so far? When I was 13-14 because I believe at some point in that time I was genuinely happy for the last time

12. Who told you they loved you last? My mom

13. Your worst enemy? This sounds so fake deep but I think it’s my fear of living

14. What is your current desktop picture? I made an album with some of my photography (when I used to take pictures and stuff) which are mostly flowers and my cats

15. Do you like someone? I did 2 weeks ago but I’m not so sure now

16. The last song you listened to? New Jerusalem by Bear’s Den

17. You can press a button that will make anyone person explode. Who would you blow up? Probably Trump tbh

18. Who would you really like to just punch in the face? I mean I don’t like violence but rn there’s a boy who was in my class who is trying to throw a party and he’s so so so so SO annoying he needs someone to punch him and put him in his place because he thinks that he’s becoming some kind of ”influencer” (which he’s not) and that he’s above everyone else and he needs to calm the f down

20. What is your best physical attribute? (showing said attribute is optional) Idk I like my lips and sometimes my hair looks nice

22. Do you have a secret talent? If yes, what is it? I’ve been thinking for a while but nothing comes to mind sorry

23. What is one unique thing you’re afraid of? It’s not unique but I have an irrational fear of dolls and I also can’t stand mantis because they move as if they were being controlled by Satan himself

25. You just found $100! How are you going to spend it? I’m going to save it most probably because I don’t spend money but if I felt generous I’d buy my parents/friends something nice

26. You just got a free plane ticket to anywhere in the world, but you have to leave immediately. Where are you going to go? I can’t make this kind of decisions, too many places in this world but somewhere I can just go braless all the time and feel free like a lil bird

28. You discover a beautiful island upon which you may build your own society. You make the rules. What is the first rule you put into place? Everyone chillax

29. What is your favorite expletive? I don’t swear like never ever so I don’t have one

30. Your house is on fire, holy shit! You have just enough time to run in there and grab ONE inanimate object. Don’t worry, your loved ones and pets have already made it out safely. So what’s the one thing you’re going to save from that blazing inferno? One of my mom’s paintings

31. You can erase any horrible experience from your past. What will it be? Being publicly humiliated by the people who I thought were my friends would be nice to forget

33. The Celestial Gates Of Beyond have opened, much to your surprise because you didn’t think such a thing existed. Death appears. As it turns out, Death is actually a pretty cool entity, and happens to be in a fantastic mood. Death offers to return the friend/family-member/person/etc. of your choice to the living world. Who will you bring back? My maternal grandfather because he left us too soon and my mom always says I had a really strong connection with him when I was a kid and I would’ve loved to get to know him more because she always talks about him and he seemed like a very wise person

34. What was your last dream about? I dreamt I had to take a train and I lost it and there were lots of people waiting at the station and I felt so confused (which is the story of my life tbh)

35. Are you a good….[insert anything you’d like here]? I’d like to say I’m a good listener

37. Have you ever built a snowman? Not only a snowman but a WHOLE FAMILY of snowmen

38. What is the color of your socks? Black

39. What type of music do you like? I love instrumental and acoustic music but I’m currently rediscovering my love for electro-pop

40. Do you prefer sunrises or sunsets? Sunsets because I think they’re prettier but I love the way watching the sunrise makes me feel

43. Do you have any scars? I have a scar on my knee and I also have my knuckles full of scars because I would rub them against rocks all the time as a kid (don’t ask me why I don’t know)

45. If you could change one thing about yourself, what would it be? I would get rid of the anxieté obviously because it’s ruining me

46. Are you reliable? I wouldn’t say I’m a tomb but I sure know what I can definitely not tell under any circumstances and if someone asks me not to tell something I won’t. 

48. Do you hold grudges? I did like a month ago but now I’ve managed to make peace with almost everyone who I’ve wronged/has wronged me and it feels so nice honestly

50. What is the most unusual conversation you’ve ever had? A few weeks ago I ended up talking about all my school trauma with a boy who told me about all his childhood trauma, being this boy the person I most hated at some point in the past so that was pretty surreal

51. Are you a good liar? I’m not but people are used to me NOT lying about stuff so if I lied (which I don’t) they’de believe me even though I would sound fake af

55. Can you do any accents other than your own? I’m really bad at accents 

56. What do you like on your toast? Sugar with butter, olive oil with sugar or just some melted chocolate with cinnamon

57. What is the last thing you drew a picture of? I love drawing flowers 

61. Do you often read your horoscope? Not often but I should because I find it so so so entertaining

64. What do you think about babies? They’re cute sometimes if I stare at them from a distance with earplugs in my ears 

These are a lot of answers but you asked for them so there you have! Thanks!! 🍁🍁🍁