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i like mushrooms and writing. idk what this blog is but it sure is mine! glad you stopped by!
unless you’re a terf/swerf. get off my lawn
beacon hills high memes. i don't KNOW
Don't forget the wedding invite his in-laws put out for his wedding.
It's a good thing that Gale got out of Waterdeep when he did, because that city has been going through it. Excerpts from the Forgotten Realms wiki page about the year BG3 is set in:
A conflict between the Xanathar's Thieves' Guild and the Zhentarim in Waterdeep escalates into a street war.
A skirmish between members of the Zhentarim and the Gralhund family becomes known by Waterdhavian broadsheets as the Gralhund Villa Bloodbath.
A clone of Manshoon appears in Waterdeep and strives to exert control over the local Zhentarim from his base at Kolat Towers.
Waterdeep's City Watch is overwhelmed by violence throughout the city, leading to factions stepping in to help fight gangs and monsters, including the Emerald Enclave, the Harpers, the Lords' Alliance, the Order of the Gauntlet, and even the Zhentarim.
The Burnt Tongue Cult begins kidnapping travelers along the Trade Way between Waterdeep and Daggerford.
The ghost of a girl named Sarah manifests in Candlekeep alongside her journal, which seems to detail disturbing information about Lord Viallis Yellowcrest of Waterdeep.
A young bronze dragon named Zelifarn takes up residence in the Waterdeep Harbor.
Dagult Neverember sends agents to Waterdeep in hopes of reclaiming the half a million gold dragons he embezzled during his tenure as Open Lord.
Gale finally returns home from his adventure and his mother's only response to his tale of woe is that he'd picked a good time to take a vacation because the city has been positively dreadful while he was away.
as someone who is currently playing in a campaign set in Waterdeep during this time period, i can absolutely confirm that the city is going through it lmao. the amount of mobsters, evil nobles and cults we've had to deal with is WILD
more stuff about becoming a god being inherently dehumanizing pls
too much focus on Ascension or becoming Greater not enough focus on what is Lost of you
you're not a person anymore, just a personification. you're a concept, an abstraction. all neatly defined boundaries and borders, none of the vagueries or blurring of lines or grey areas that come from being mortal.
you can never change, now. never grow or evolve, you are this, forever, stagnant. and the thing you've been made to embody might not even be your best trait.
The earlier you post this the funnier it is
You know, an interesting tumblr transformation that's happened gradually, and which I've seen no one talk about: ask-culture has essentially dropped off to nothing.
By which I mean, asks used to be WAY more of the tumblr economy. They used to be more common to send, and receive, and see. They were integral to the collaborative, forum-like behavior of old tumblr communities, not even to speak on the HUGE number of ask-blogs that used to exist to only be interacted with in ask-form.
I'm not saying this in a vying-for-attention way but instead in an observational way: I used to get way way more asks in like 2015, even with a fraction of my follower count. I wonder if it's due to the homogenization of social media sites? There's a lot more of this divide between "content creator" and "consumer" instead of just a bunch of peer blogs who would talk to each other. "Asks" aren't really a thing on twitter, are they? And as I understand it, the closest thing to an "ask" on instagram or tiktok would be a creator screenshotting some comment and responding to it in a new reel or video or whatever those content mediums are. Are asks just too tumblr-specific? Is that aspect of the site culture dying out as more and more people converge to using all their social media sites in the same way?
it's probably from assholes making asks a minefield of trolling/harassment for years with no real blocking ability, which turned people off from allowing asks on their blogs so as a whole the site moved away from it
but now that we do have better blocking, we should try to revive it.
Reblog if your ask box is open.
a comic about my weird irreverence for canon
go write a bad ending AU! ship your self-insert oc with your favourite villain!! the world's your oyster!!!
not to be a gortash simp on main but the durgetash anthem is human by anavae
"i wanna skin you alive, i wanna wear your flesh like a costume, i wanna be human" that's Romance Baby!!!!!!!
Do you consider yourself a philosopher?
I consider myself horny
Do you consider yourself a philosopher?
I consider myself horny
If I was a pro wrestler my persona would be a heel 1970s radio televangelist named the Reverend Doctor Payne who preaches fire and brimstone before every match. Id wear a white linen suit and have a big colonel Sanders facial hair ensemble. My special move would be the Last Rites, a suplex where I grab my opponent by the thigh "like the angel did to Jacob" as if I'm practicing to take revenge one day.
wrestling is the best sport because this persona would be like the 43rd most insane character to exist and everyone would just. accept it immediately
vince mcmahon fought god in the ring once wrestling can be anything you want it to be baby!!!!!!!!!!!!
do me a solid and just reblog this saying what time it is where you are and what you’re thinking about in the tags.
I've just about come to the conclusion that the reason a lot of analyses of Glass Onion are so desperate to invent a film where the painting that gets blown up in the final act is a fake is because they've internalised the idea that people who destroy art are Always Evil (No Exceptions), so their only options are a. to arrive at a reading of the film where Helen Brand is secretly the villain of the piece, or b. to construct a version of events where she never really destroys any art – and quite understandably, they opt for the second one!
Unfortunately, in constructing a scenario where Helen Brand never destroys any art, they're missing what the film is actually doing – namely, constructing a scenario in which it's morally justifiable to blow up the Mona Lisa.
when miles bron gives his ‘i was inspired by the mona lisa’ monologue, it is also very obvious rian johnson looking at the audience and calling miles a basic bitch for being so obsessed with one of, if not the, most well-known paintings in history. johnson directly stares at his audience and says “maybe, just maybe, if you look at a painting of a woman and her expression is unreadable, there is actually nothing behind those enigmatic eyes. maybe we are pulling meaning out of a void just because the void is interesting to look at.”
miles bron is the mona lisa. fascinating to look at and something we have all convinced ourselves has a higher meaning and purpose than just what we can see. glass onion tells us, no, the mona lisa is just a commissioned portrait of a beautiful woman. no, miles bron is as one-dimensional as the canvas his love is painted on.
at one point, claire asks miles “wait, why do you have the mona lisa in your living room?” when i watched glass onion for the first time i thought that was a really weird line since miles had just had his monologue about how his mother had taken him to see it when he was young. but then i got it later, and its because claire knows that if miles had something like the most famous painting in the world in his possession, he would show it off as much as possible. he wouldn’t just look at it as a piece of art but as a prop. he doesn’t even respect the piece of art he draws inspiration from.
miles is as much the product of his company as the tech is- its his face that sells everything. his in-group are mostly public figures with a lot of influence who’s reputations he cannibalizes if it suits him. all he has is how people see him. his money is what feeds his ego, and his ego is what fuels his ability to make money. there is a thin veneer that protects him from exposure and all you really need to do to ruin him is press a single obviously placed button that is literally shaped like a court jester.
he is empty. he is the glass onion. he is the beloved painting with nothing behind it. we stared into the void and it stared back with a condescending smile. it is morally justifiable to blow up the mona lisa.
Why don't you know how to kill god
I'm dumb as shit
hi. i’m not american. WAS ANYONE GOING TO TELL ME THAT THE OFFICIAL ARBY’S SLOGAN IS “WE HAVE THE MEATS” OR WAS I SUPPOSED TO FIND THAT OUT FOR MYSELF TODAY JUST NOW
WE HAVE THE MEATS???????????? WE HAVE THE FUCKING MEATS????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????
is he single. i want to kiss him on the lips