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[homunculus-argument]

Unreliable narrators are one hell of an idea. You can just write whatever, and if a reader points out "hey the way this scene happened should not be physically possible if it's done the way this character described it", you can just be like "yeah I don't trust that fucker either."

[transpigeon]

STOP! before you decide you are irretrievably doomed, try one of the following options:

transition

bdsm

iron supplements

[malikep]

ive started working at a comically multicultural office & i have multiple coworkers who were born abroad but speak hungarian bc one of their parents are from here, and the way they all choose to speak english in day to day even tho they speak hungarian fluently will always be so so so funny to me. like actually you're right fuck this language

[fluorescentbrains]

seeing straight men be disgusted by booktok smut recommenders has actually radicalized me to the side of booktok smut recommenders. girls your taste may be atrocious but i will never disparage you for exposing mainstream discourse to the concept of soaking through your underwear. spent my whole life listening to men talk about penises it’s about time they get jumpscared by women talking about pussy in crude detail on social media. go forth and goon my warriors

[insomniac-arrest]

I work at a bookstore and hearing one of my male coworkers call smutty romantasy "the downfall of society" because it's "literally just porn" radicalized me

Men have an entire industry. Entire industries dedicated to their sexualities. Let women have fantasy sex. there's not even a camera crew involved.

[furiousfurious]

Left this in the notes

[insomniac-arrest]

😂

[goodattellinglies]

[gaynfl-moved]

STOP CENSORING YOURSELF ON THIS WEBSITE. FUCK SHIT SEX MURDER ALCOHOL DRUGS FAGGOT DYKE QUEER TRANS BITCH SLUT WHORE SEX SEX SEX SEX!!!!!!!!!!!

[polarhorror]

[sailermoon]

turns out I’ll always carry my 15 year old self. silly me

[inkovert]

hello I’ve been thinking about this a lot lately. The anonymity of tumblr means that I associate my idea/image of you with your icon and sometimes I look at people’s icons and I’m like ‘hmmm….what is that and why?’ 

so pls reblog this and comment in the tags the meaning behind your icon and why you chose it. this is a social experiment. do it for science pls.

[mazeroamer]

her if/then pussy got me making a statement

[mazeroamer]

or else

[sleepdeprivedsurgeon]

the purpose of friends is to have people who unconditionally hate your shitty exes & relatives. like maybe YOU have a complex relationship with your father but i sure don't. i'm outside his house with a gun. he's not the unforgivable asshole who raised me he's just an unforgivable asshole

[infectiouspiss]

little miss awful body temperature regulation is taking his hoodie off again

[infectiouspiss]

little miss awful body temperature regulation has put his hoodie back on

[tuxedo-rabbit]

Hadn't seen anyone mention this codex about one of the descendants of the Warden's Dog :')

transcription under the cut

A Dog Named Ostagar

He was a scrawny thing. The last left in his litter. The man swore he was descended from the heroic mabari of Ostagar, the fearless dogs who saw the Fifth Blight. But I couldn't have a dog. After that loss in the Deep Roads, what was left of my life was something I'd face alone.

That night, there was a fire. I hauled buckets with the rest of the villagers and doused the flames. I found that scrawny puppy. I couldn't find the man anywhere. I tried to shoo the pup, but two days out of the village and he came tumbling into my camp. I called him Ostagar and said he could stay "for now."

I meant to find him a place to stay--a farm, a quiet village, maybe some noble's villa. But Ostagar never wanted to remain behind. "For now" turned into months and then a year and then I couldn't imagine life without him.

I though we'd only be in Weisshaupt a week. Then came the darkspawn army, the Archdemon, that god...Ostagar and I ran through falling towers and clawed our way through the horde. Then, for the first time in three years, Ostagar wasn't at my side. I was alone.

When the wall collapsed and smoke filled the room, I pictured Ostagar running. Maybe he'd gotten away. He could escape from Weisshaupt and find that farm I should've left him on in the first place. If I was alone, it would be okay if Ostagar was safe.

I heard a darkspawn snarl, then fall silent. I was dragged from the wreckage, though I wasn't sure I wanted to be--and Ostagar was there wagging his tail.

Evka and Antoine told me there's trouble all over Thedas. They asked if I'd go to Ferelden and sen reports. I'll show Ostagar the ruins he's named for. I don't know if he's related to those Fifth Blight mabari, but to me, he's the best of them.

---from Warden Norrie's journal

[bpdohwhatajoy]

[malikep]

i have a terrible thing that i need you all to know. the person who made the gif gets a notification when you use it

[shesnake]

hello august you piece of shit

[shesnake]

goodbye august you piece of shit

[evergreensounds]

palóc miku (from hungary:)) i hope im not too late to the party

[offshoreoilrig]

[cannibalchicken]