#oh dear
Consider: Take a number of historians, each one an expert on a very specific historical era. Teach them how to play tabletop RPGs. Have all but one of them build a character who is a typical person from the time period they are most familiar with, and the last one runs the game, which is set in the game master’s time and place of expertise. All the other characters were transported there for an inexplicable reason (which may or may not be an evil wizard who inexplicably looks and sounds exactly like the organiser of this project), and confusion and hilarity ensues as characters with no mutual language and no idea what the fuck could possibly be happening try to figure out where the hell they are.
Historically accurate Bill & Ted RPG
@probablybadrpgideas found one for you
Yeah we’ll give you that - Paper
Video description: a tabby cat forcefully climbing into a man’s jacket while he is wearing it. The man looks at the camera with an expression of slight discomfort but overall resignation. He then shows a closeup of the cat peeking out of the jacket. End description.
emil:
I really hope that preschooler that beat me on the double line got to the end of it and won.
I JUST SHOUTED SO FREAKIN LOUD
So fellow Tumblrers, how’s it going? And welcome, new followers! I just submitted my Master’s Thesis (yes, I wrote about Mr. Lydgate in Eliot's Middlemarch), which is why I apologize for not posting much lately. But everything feels bittersweet now, and I have to start gearing up for medical school in August (after I finish up one more research paper)! Scary.
But the May issue of the print magazine was postponed so if you have submissions, send them in ASAP (as in like by this Friday)!
so you think you can stone miette and spit in miette’s eye?? so you think you can love miette and leave miette to DIE?? oh mother!! can’t do this to me mother!!!
All memes left on tumblr for more than about a fortnight metamorphose into Queen
Bohemiette Rhapsody
Freddie would so approve of this
Mama Miette Mama Miette Mama Miette let me go~
I’m just a small cat, nobody loves me~
She’s just a small cat, from a small family~
Spare her hers life from this MONSTROSITY~
Alvivecia: Don’t worry, everything’s under control. We just had a little situation here. Just a little internal situation. My friend just went a little crazy. Happens to everybody. The House of Troubles gets to us all. Just went a little cuckoo in the head.
Oromis, having mantled Sheogorath: Don’t you be calling me cuckoo in the head!
If you ran away - Mind if I stay? Part 2 (Steven Grant x Reader)
Summary:The worst morning of Steven’s life is officially the one he woke up without you. Nothing’s made sense since. And if he thinks it can’t get any worse, that’s only because he has yet to notice his nightmares catching up to him.
Warnings:SO MUCH ANGST, sad Steven is an understatement, no smut just brief mentions but the series is 18+ so minors DNI, ep 1 spoilers
Word count: ~6.1K
A/n:Okay just so it’s clear, I am not making Marc the bad guy! I’m going somewhere with this (I’m trying to at least:)) This is just me experimenting with making a series *sweats nervously*
Title and lyrics from Where’s my love? by SYML. Gonna start adding those at the beginning ‘cause I love the soundtrack in my head.
Part 1
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Cold sheets
Where’s my love?
I am searching high
I’m searching low in the night
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“Yeah, no, the date was great. She really liked the… flowers. And me. She’s really… smart and funny, and she’s got the most wonderful laugh. You’d really like her. I think this could really… lead somewhere, you know? Might bring her around soon. Anyway, sorry I missed you again, Mom. Love you. Laters, gators.”
The smile Steven had forced onto his face died the moment he hung up. Not that it had done much to brighten the tone of his voice.
the milfs we fell in love with -
+ THE NEW MILF WE GETTIN
deceased. crying. shaking. throwing up. masturbating. blessed.
the milfs we fell in love with -
+ THE NEW MILF WE GETTIN
deceased. crying. shaking. throwing up. masturbating. blessed.
Penelope was at a function last night. She sent me this. Apparently the whiskey was very strong and was flowing freely.
“My legs are shaking and not in the good way.”
once again thinking about the time in high school english class (second language) when we were reading a text about wildlife preservation or something and one of the species of birds mentioned were boobies. and our teacher was like yes this is a funny word but it is actually a type of bird. and to prove it, with the whitescreen projector turned on for the whole class to see, opened google images on the computer and searched “boobies”
i cannot stress enough that because of how social media and communications platforms work, if you put something out into the world people will 1) see it 2) react to it and maybe even 3) reply publicly. unless it is a private journal or such, you should accept that if you put something out there that is inherently divisive, you will receive comments that may make you unhappy.
if you blaze a post (force randos to see it) intended for an inherently niche audience (fanfiction consumers), that’s one thing. appending “minors dni” to what should be a perfectly innocuous post while also fucking blazing it (again, forcing randos to see it, including minors), will get you made fun of. doubly so if this leads people to look at your fanfics, and quadruply so if said fanfics are omegaverse stories about real people
posts that replicate the feeling of seeing a massive plume of black smoke coming from somewhere on the far horizon
Has anyone else noticed the Nygma says oh dear a lot!! I find it the most adorable thing
my blorbeaux from the barricades
the way they always just missed each other
maybe if one time they hadn’t, they’d have seen it
i’m so upset