#probably delusions but idk

[beeribas]

Learning more about how elections actually work and how Trump won 2016 has gotten me thinking. All I can think is how satisfying, how poetic, how karmic it would be if Trump were to loose 2024 as he won 2016; thanks to the popular vote.

[vigilskeep]

trying to figure out cadash’s implied role in the carta. cadash should be a serious name, it was once a warrior caste house and is described as a “ruthless crime family”, suggesting a certain level of power currently. but inquisitor cadash specifically is talking about being on the... front lines, if you will? doing the grunt work. even the peaceful option for their backstory to josie is that they were doing simple, boring smuggling work, and the other replies suggest they were in the middle of the violence. they’re not one of the bosses at the table, they have bosses coming after them because they think cadash made off with the cargo (suggesting cadash running for cash and/or a way out at the first opportunity is believable)

[fruityfroggy]

Love just making up whatever features I think would be interesting (or useful) and putting them into my r99 ocs’ kits, cuz they’re not even that unrealistic anymore

Like I can make them kinda broken by giving on of them the ability to alter battle mechanics (a feature from Pristine’s kit), and I don’t think it’d be that far off (especially for a limited character, which she’s supposed to be)

Anyways, we really, and I mean really need a character with a special buff that can give an ally the ability to crit overflow. Like pls istg, AUGHH SHES ONLY AN OC I can’t just keep coping like this. We need NEED a CANON character with a buff like that, or at least a psychube that does that or I won’t be WELLLL

[akechi-if-he-slayed]

wouldn’t it be insane if pt were real and one day trump just started bawling out apologies at one of his rallies

[astranauticus]

not sure if this counts as an AU but.. thinking about the Per Aspera crew as horror game bosses like.. you are wandering through a forested mountain range and you know somethings wrong because the forest shouldn't be this eerily silent, this devoid of life, and then you hear the crash of falling trees and there is a hand that is half your size glowing golden in the night and it is grabbing you and its claws are digging into your flesh and you see the spines running down the golden arm that is far too long as it lifts you over a crater in mountain, over a coiled, serpentine thing with a visage that is not of this world, and if you look closely you can see the shape of a child curled at the centre of the thing, golden hair reflecting the glow of the creature and if you listen closely you can hear her sobbing, 'Don't hurt me, I don't want to do this'. you are sailing through the astral sea when you see an ephemeral, resplendent spelljammer cutting through the starry waters and you rejoice because you have been lost on the seas for so so long, so you board the ship looking for help, supplies, anything, and you are greeted by a blue fire genasi (you wonder, do those even exist? but you can't get off the ship now because where else will you go?) and she tells you she is the captain of this ship but as far as you can tell there is no crew on board, and if she is not appearing right behind you from a trapdoor you've never noticed she is always in the engine room 'fixing the ship' even though the ship seems to be sailing perfectly fine ('Where are we going?' you ask her once and she doesn't even turn to look at you, 'Don't worry about it') and if you are ever so unlucky as to damage the ship in any way, you begin to catch flashes of red and orange out of the corner of your eye, a fire genasi wearing the woman's face who whispers at you with hollow, angry eyes 'Don't you fucking dare hurt my ship'. you are sailing through the astral sea when you see a rotting, decaying spelljammer, so badly damaged it's barely moving although you have to wonder how it's even staying afloat at all, and out of some morbid curiosity you climb on board and the deck of the ship is in no better shape than the hull, the marks of hard-fought battle - scars in the wood from sharp blades and arcane energies, stains of blood and oil splattered about - still fresh but you know time doesn't pass on the astral sea so who knows how long ago this all took place, and as you climb below decks you start to notice the writings on the walls, pieces of parchment nailed to every surface and connected with fraying, rotting threads, or words etched directly into the wood, the deep gouges barely readable, and you start to hear the creaking and clanking of rusted machinery slowly moving about and you turn a corner to see a figure standing in a room facing the wall, slowly scratching yet more of that unintelligible writing into the bones of the ship, and it turns as the rusted dented mechanite stares at you with eyes ablaze and he asks 'Who are you? Where is my crew?' as sparks of arcane lightning begins to arc through the room. you are running through a feywild forest and you know, even without the figure chasing you, that you have made a horrible mistake, you should have known better, should have been more careful, should have kept your impulses in check, and now you are being chased through an unfamiliar forest and the figure, the Hunter pursuing you knows this realm like the back of his hand, knows every tree and shrub and vine that is slithering up to grasp at your ankles, and you glance back desperately to catch any glimpse of your pursuer but there is no pursuer, he has hidden himself with some arcane trick or some innate power or just the knowledge that this realm is his home, and you hear his voice even though you cannot see him as he cries out 'You should not have hurt my family. Prepare to face the Hunter of Hundkiln'

sorry no Vhas yet maybe I'll update with one for him once we get more of his whole deal

[moodr1ng]

heres the real truth i never wanna admit to anyone ok: the real reason im so afraid all the time is i know i will never ever manage to hold down a normal job. i know im too disabled for it. and i dont want to. and i want to stay like this forever. i dont want more. i want to remain in this apartment and get my disability checks and do a little art and a little writing and have time to hang out with friends. i want that for the rest of my life. if that was ok then i would be ok. but i can never admit that because if i say that then i will be taken off disability and labelled a faker. because everyone thinks i can get better or its not that bad. even my doctor. but it is that bad. im never getting out of this, im never going to be functional like other people are. every time im good enough to have a job, i will have another depressive episodes for months or a year and everything will fall apart. its hardwired in me. if i could just be on disability for the rest of my life then id be fine. i would just live my life like i do now and i dont need more than what i have now. but im not allowed to want that. im supposed to want to "get better" and "be healed", even though its not possible, and im supposed to want to get off disability and have a "normal life". but i know i cant have that. so i just want to be on disability for the rest of my life and be allowed to glean what little happiness i can still get from the sort of life ive been handed. but im not allowed to want that. if i was honest and said this to my doctor he would never renew my disability benefits bc hed think i was faking it. so im always scared and always ashamed. so there it is.

[digitaldiseas3]

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[cidnangarlond]

I definitely have some kind of undiagnosed personality disorder I am Not normal

[the-ghost-king]

so I just found my new favorite uquiz...

[vilecrocodile]

everyone loves me and how i talk about Dune unprompted

[brofightiscancelled]

fighting yowai....

[itsalwaysdark]

grahh this sucks . my entire famiyl is like Being a little weird bc of my whole little moment yesterday and i dont like it . but wtvr

[aesrot]

the thing w my rsd is that i know that thats what it is and i avoid as much as i can talking abt it w people when its triggered bc i dont want them to think im being clingy or annoying, i understand that people dont owe me shit. but even when i know that its just my brain acting up, i still have these mean and suspicious thoughts abt myself and other people despite not having any reasons to believe in them, and it keeps ruining the good moments i have w others

[onlyfangz]

what i dont get with the colleen ballinger alleged grooming accusations is if you wanted to brush all of this under the rug why in the fuck would you make an earworm of a song to do it? i have had the chorus stuck in my head since it came out, and every single time it gets stuck in my head, i’m reminded about how much of an evil creep she is.

[txmxkis]

my roommate told me something the other night that caused me irreparable psychic damage

[ratpadawan]

hey! i'm not sure how many people actually bother checking out fics on tumblr, but figured i may as well make an announcement on here since this is my writing tumblr!

this is a fic! that im writing! and is now currently no longer under hiatus (after three years, wahoo)!

it's set in the AU series where anakin was trained by mace windu instead, got therapy, and is somewhat mentally stable and obi-wan was sent to mandalore after tpm and is working through his emotional constipation (and loves satine very much). feel free to follow along this gaggle of lovable characters and try not to grimace as i attempt to rewrite a fix-it (kind of) of the clone wars!