fantasy is when currency is referred to as "gold" and sci fi is when currency is referred to as "credits"

peeing after robot sex so i dont get an hdmi

"Daddy will never disown me. I am neither a cop nor a (bus ticket) inspector."

Seen in Valence, France

Soviet Era Murals in Kazakhstan and Tashkent, Uzbekistan

I wanted to redesign Roller so that his colors match his G1 design more accurately.

absolutely hate it when I wake up tired like what the fuck did I lie unconscious for

Brotherhood of The Orb

yeah yeah yeah mortifying ordeal of being known and all that but sometimes a friend mentions something about you that you didn’t think was noticeable and it feels like your heart is being cradled in their hands

most of the best yaoi is written by sadistic lesbians

or straight men who don't know they're writing yaoi

Fascinating. Who writes the best yuri?

also sadistic lesbians

Sorry

I saw this and I thought it was funny lol

What the fuck why is this blowing up

historical european fantasy author you don’t have to make that Muslim/Jewish/North African/Central Asian character a ‘shady trader of foreign goods’ or a militaristic tyrant …. historical european fantasy author the scholars and intellectuals from those demographics were incredibly influential in middle ages Europe through their contributions in the field of Mathematics, Astrology, Philosophy, and basically all early groundwork for modern science…. historical european fantasy author if you’re writing a ‘scholar’ or monk type character whose only interactions are with other european texts and worldviews you’re being ahistorical… historical european fantasy author Edward Said already went over this

what about blorbhov from my complicated russian novel though

blorbeaux from my nilihist french plays

blorbón from my weird latin american magical realist novels

blorbug from my kafkaesque short stories

von blorbow from my german sturm und drang novel

Don Blorbo from my opera

błórbżo from my polish poetry

blorbocles from my ancient greek epics

Mr. Blorby from my Jane Austen novels

Blorbio from my early modern plays

Assembling some more from the notes:

And the kicker:

useless rosetta stone

Waiting for Blorbot

what they don’t tell you about online relationships is how easy it is to ruin them by simply having nothing to say. i like you so much but i don’t know how to hang out with you in silence. i don’t know how to text like a person so now you think i hate you. aaaaaaaaa