what the hell is this ad tumblr
Why is Mona Lisa just there in the strip club
i stumbled across this in a remote part of the lake and i really loved the surreality of it
making fun of a trans persons name is ghoulish behaviour btw why do we have to keep going over this
leave arson or sock or fish or whoever the fuck alone why are we pretending this is fine with 0 roots in transphobia
i made a character sheet. free to use as you wish, feel free to change whatever you want XD open source ass thing. spent all of ~maybe an hour on it.
Credit: the text in the insert-image box comes from this video, and the text for the top three lines (intense, complex, fruity) comes from this post. The actual image was made with the free NBOS character sheet creator, which is a sort of dated but free and solid text-layout sheet maker intended for ttrpg style character sheet creation.
this is GENUINELY one of the best character development sheets I've ever seen. Cuts right to the core of what you and your readers will glom onto, doesn't waste time on details that don't directly affect the narrative. Stupendous. Effervescent. Finally, some good fucking food
If I were a security guard for a person who’s being targeted by assassins I simply wouldn’t devote my entire attention span to every single noise I hear.
Why do I care if there’s a random noise in this out-of-the-way dark corner? My post is right here.
But… but I threw a rock there. Y-you gotta check
If I hear a noise I’m gonna throw a flash grenade in that direction.
MY EYES AND EARS
“Got a neutralized assassin in gate 17.”
“Did they try distracting you by throwing a rock?”
“Yeah, they did.”
“Fucking idiot.”
4 years of community assassin college for nothing
You know what really makes this post? The fact that the assassin’s blog is deactivated. Seems OPs flashbang worked.
What have I done?!
Having big ass owl/angel wings SUCKS bro. I cant wear anything!!! Or sit. Or sleep.
Sitting in a car?? SUCKS, wings are CRAMPED,,, on the couch? OW, my back, i keep leaning forward to avoid pressing my wings into the couch. Sleeping?? Gods forbid we get comfortable. Sitting on a freaking high backed chair??? GET ME OFF OF THIS THING. Wearing backed Shirts? Binders? WHERE ARE MY WINGS,,, stop PHASING THROUGH THE FABRIC THAT FEELS SO WEIRD!
And Last but worst, Wearing a Backpack? Despicable. Horrid. Unpleasant. I could go on.
Save me. Worst part is i/we cant even fly outside of headspace. This body cant do anything. Jeez.
why is this post completely broken in every way imaginable
Broken notes… deactivated account… removed image….
Finally, we have them all.
In addition: OP’s name is just… gone. No “[insert username]-deactivated[insert a bunch of numbers]” as is the standard for deactivated blogs.
Just the world “deactivated.” Look upon their post, ye mighty, and despair.
It’ll be almost impossible to find this post unless it wanders across your dash.
Here’s my reblog to maybe be seen for all eternity. Or to be lost in my own blog. Who knows