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ive never wanted to send a death threat over a game before
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Oh boy better go try today’s wordle
WHAT THE FUCK
immediately went to go play wordle after i saw this post
my thoughts:
ok i need to give this a shot
that is not a word.
ao3 is an awesome website for people who love "open in new tab"
I can tell my evil advisor has been feeling down lately so I've been pretending to take big sips from his cursed chalice and then roaming the palace grounds groaning and clutching my abdomen. Lowkey I know it's deceptive but I can tell it's really cheering him up. I heard him evilly cackle for the first time in weeks. WIBTA if I keep doing this
UPDATE: I think I may have gone too far on this. I was making a whole production of being stupefied and enfeebled after he brought me my morning pistachio frappe. I had my manservant bring me to my chambers so I could cough weakly in my bed with the sunshine falling weakly across my pallid face because I know he really likes that but he didn't even smile and I heard him whispering "I didn't even poison that one" to his dark serpent. Now he hasn't even whispered maliciously into my ear all day and the servants say they saw him alone in his chambers bouncing his scrying orb into the wall. Should I come clean and apologise or do I try to make it seem like someone else poisoned me? It might cheer him up to have an imaginary rival to plot against
every time i search where a movie is streaming and it’s not on like one of the big streamers i whisper to myself ‘poob has it for you’
one of the most poobified movies i’ve ever seen
this is how their relationship started..♥ spoiler: Bill didn't like him at first (ツ)
when a hot fictional man commits atrocities i’m like. where are your morals? where is your dignity? where do you live? when can i come over?
Acrobatic dancers!
I saw kooza today. It was good fun! I didnt really follow the overall storyline well, but the vibe was fun enough to make up for it. the whole moving steampunk palace thingy was really cool, and the acrobat girls all looked really cute in every one of their costumes. the clowning was really enjoyable, a lot of butt stuff though 😂 it was great watching the jugglers look delighted every time they didn't fuck a trick up 🤣 the forl who sang in the skeletonsection was absolutely terrific, I'd losten to a whole show of just her. the dog...the dog was weird tho
Aw, I'm glad you enjoyed it!!! Kooza is a wonder. There's not much of a storyline to follow, so if you had a fun, bright, uplifting time then you got the Kooza experience.
The dog has been a mystery ever since the show's premiere, but their stubborn insistence on keeping him in there has only endeared him to me over time. That dude's part of the furniture - couldn't get rid of 'im if you tried.
Thanks for letting me know!! I love when people tell me about their Cirque experiences. 💙🩵🧡🤍
Yesterday I went to the DBD 10th anniversary event in Montreal and it was fun, earnest, hilarious, rainy, and so adorably positive. Probably the best moment for me was when, during the anniversary stream, Mathieu Côte thanked players, content creators, streamers, and then fanartists, cosplayers, and finally fic writers for the love they've given the game. Fic was the one and only category that was met with laughter from the crowd - a tiny bit derisive, a little dismissive, but mostly appreciative and knowing - and Mathew specifically paused to say "it's true. You're there, and we see you."
Man I was aglow. There are a thousand lovely things to say about the entire day, the announcements, the crowd, and the whole experience, but that moment was my personal standout, in no small part because the event shared space at Montreal's Old Port with something very dear to me. I took this at the beginning of the day when people were still arriving: my newest love and, hidden behind it, my oldest.
I still have affection for Cirque du Soleil and always will. But it was very very unusual to be so close to a grand chapiteau and for the first time in my life feel nothing. Even a sliver of that tent used to create such irresistible magnetic joy in me that the idea of not visiting would be incomprehensible. I'd want to sprint straight there. I'd want to dive into the river to get myself there that much closer that much faster. At a minimum I would feel compelled to revisit a show that disappointed me at premiere, to check on its development out of love, loyalty, and belief in the art.
Not for Echo. I just can't care. Excepting 2021, this will be the first year since 2012 that I have no plans to see one of their shows. I feel so wrung dry by Cirque that the truest emotional reaction I could summon up at the sight of that tent was to sigh, look away, and turn back to the thing that's actually given me an ounce of love back lately.
Behaviour isn't any better, really - they're just as motivated by investments, partnerships, and the continued ability to squeeze money out of everyone they possibly can. But between DBD and Cirque, only one of them seems to give a fuck whether I show up, whether I'm happy, and what I think about what's next. I've never been directly thanked for my support and specific contribution before - I would never expect to be, not in person, and not by the creator or property itself. But it felt really, really nice, even if it was the only one in a long list of fandom expressions that was met with laughter. The point is Mathieu doubled down, and most of the laughs were affectionate, appreciative, and knowing, like we're sharing a little secret, and we kind of are.
The people I came with don't know I write. They certainly don't know I do it for DBD. But I know at least some of the people in that event crowd of 3k are behind the kudos that have been lighting up my inbox every. single. morning. since January. I know there was at least one person there that heard Mathieu mention fic and thought "ugh, fuck yes, thank god for that one Wesklinger story." That is a crazy feeling for me. I'm stunned by my own certainty. And while Cirque still lingers in a corner of my heart, just like it lingers in the very back of that pic, for now I'm focused on the thing that feels just as grateful for me as I feel for it.
It's a very good feeling.
old painting, deer infront of the windows xp solitaire winning animation
“why’s he whimpering like that” do you ask why the sun shines? why birds sing? why you can simply pick a grape off of a vine and eat it?
problematic sudoku solving skills gap
refuge
bruh this one took me such a long time
Fic: Counterassault
Title: Counterassault Fandom: Dead By Daylight, Resident Evil Characters/Pairings: Deathslinger/Wesker/Leon Kennedy Rating: E Word count: 4,119
Summary: Leon gets a little too cocky with the flash bangs. Wesker's patience vanishes. The Deathslinger receives a role assignment and plays it well.
Notes: I keep telling myself I'll take a breather but I had a rough weekend and the only solution was to give Leon a rougher one. Mind the warnings - this one isn't very sweet at all. Not for Leon, anyway. Wesker and Caleb still manage to be kinda cute, freaks that they are.
HERE on AO3.
why would a level 1 crook do this
