#real conversations

[rebelbyrdie]

Wifey: Are you sad?

Me: Yeah.

Wifey: Would watching a Star Trek Wars make you feel better?

Me: Yeah. Let's watch Star Gate Trek Wars Galactica 5.

Wifey: I know you are making fun of me, but don't know how or why the joke is funny.

[brochacho]

today my mom said that pedro pascal is babygirl

[homesweetgoodneighbor]

More Fun in BG3:

Super Spouse, upon returning from work: Still being a bane of goblins?

Me: I am having a fucking blast, dude! I put my folks in the rafters and any who survive my arrows and come looking for me walk right into my people hiding at the top of the ladder.

Him: So, what did they do?

Me: You'll find out.

Him: Gotcha. Just don't go overboard.

Me: It's not my fault they need correcting. They should try not being little dicks.

I find a room in the goblin camp filled with explosive barrels.

Him: That looks like a lot of traps.

Me, walking into the room: Or it's ones I can move and set around various places and blow up...

The barrels explode killing all but one of my party members.

Me: ...Or they could blow me to Mars.

Him, laughing his ass off: Or it could be the lit torch you walked in with.

Me: Basic physics in a DnD game?! Shut your mouth!

Him, still laughing: And you wonder why that airship blew up that one session.

Me teleporting to camp: WITHERS! WIIIITHEEEERS! We had an accident!

[heartoflesh]

"Things don't have to end, but they can't stay the same." "Ok. Let me die then."

Excerpts from a book I'll never write, William

[sarahifox]

My Passion Project

Nearly two years ago, I knew that I wanted to create a resource so that others can heal. In January of 2021, I received an unexpected bipolar diagnosis which caused me to face my pain. Rough Edges was born out of that pain. In creating this podcast, I learned to embrace my brokenness in order to use it to heal others. Not only did this platform create a safe space for me to heal, it also allowed…

[cronchy-baguette]

I promise

[whaledocboi]

ai generated images make me increasingly sad and tired the more i see them in more and more casual contexts. i dont know how to explain, but it just fills the world with a bunch of nothing. no matter how visually stunning the pictures might be, there's nothing behind it for me. no dedication, no emotions, no feelings, no hard work or creativity, nothing i can truly think about, admire or enjoy. i dont think thats how art is supposed to be

[anna-scribbles]

adrien in my outfit from a few days ago✨ feat. my claws out converse

bonus:

[chloesimaginationthings]

Can’t spell “Five nights at Freddy’s” without GAY

(Based off @/flashcs5 post)

[rebelbyrdie]

Me: Writing smut on couch.

Wifey: Killing zombies beside me.

Wifey: Leans over to read without me realizing.

Wifey: *imitates Peter Griffin* That's hawt. I wish this was narrated by Betty White.

[bluegiragi]

generous.

early access + nsfw on patreon monster!AU masterpost

[brochacho]

My mom knows I like Sebastian Stan, which led to this conversation:

“Did you see that Sebastian Stan was nominated for an Academy Award?”

“Yep.”

“For The Apprentice?”

“Yep. It’s not surprising, though.”

“He did a really good job with that, it’s clearly very difficult.”

“Yes, and he’s been very successful at playing brainwashed, Russian assets since 2014. But the more recent one is much scarier than the other one.”

[that-dumbass-rabbit]

My mom: Wait did I tell you about when this thing happened?

Me: uh no?

Mom: so yesterday when

Me: oh yeah you told me that

[thatonedudeinthecorner]

Happy pride month to these two specifically I can’t believe that Merthur is real

[theaceofarrows]

[Nightwing and Red Hood on a stake out outside a convenience store]

Nightwing: [watching the back] See anything yet?

Red Hood: [watching the front] A lady just bought $75 worth of cookies and two gallons of milk

Nightwing: Wow. Cookie Monster in disguise

Red Hood: Didn't know Cookie was a thirty something year old woman. Very good disguise

Nightwing: That's the point. He hides in plain sight

Red Hood: Sure, if you say so

[Half hour later]

Red Hood: Any changes from your side?

Nightwing: Other than me wanting a cookie? No

[ashenquill]

Dick, annoyed that he can’t figure out what’s wrong with his escrima’s taser: What do you WANT FROM ME

Jason, overhearing: Firstborn. And some Tostitos. Not necessarily in that order.

Tim, not looking up: Crazy Uber Eats order

Steph: the fuck is wrong with you people?