(curled up against him in bed after earth-shattering sex, running my hands across his chest) that last song you sent in the #music channel….it was sooo good. You have such sophisticated taste….
(We make out again; he starts to drift away into sleep)
(I get up out of bed)
But y'know, I couldn’t help but think…
(I start rummaging around in my nighstand drawers)
I’m not sure I’ve ever seen you acknowledge the music anyone else posts in there? Not one reply, not one emoji react, in the entire three years of our server’s existence?
And yet ..
(The sound of a gun cocking; he opens his eyes)
You just keep on giving us spotify links, don’t you?
Found this reddit post. This kinda makes me feel better. And it’s something I think about sometimes because I always feel like regardless of how hard I work on something I don’t get anywhere.
Psychology is amazing folks and more of it needs to be common knowledge
Good for my own information…
This really explains 1) some of the gaps in my childhood and 2) my steadily worsening ability to remember shit and actually take in new experiences as anything other than an inconvenience keeping me from sitting at home sleeping or staring at the tv for hours not taking anything in
i think kids online should really get back to making internetsonas instead of whatever fuckshit this is with putting their entire real faces, names, ages, and such everywhere. you’re not gonna realize how nice internet privacy is until you dont have it anymore and no chance at getting it back. make up a guy and a name and just be that online. make up conflicting details about your completely made up backstory. make a fursona or something
Any setting where the elves have weaker booze than the dwarves isn’t committing to the bit
I mean, we’re talking about people whose lifespan is Yes.
“Oh, the weak wine? That is for children. I am two thousand years old, and I daresay one sip from this highball would knock you on your ass for a week.”
Look, there’s this weird thing people do with high fantasy where they want elves to be immortal/extremely long-lived snooty aristocrats and also somehow incapacitated by imagining the taste of salt too hard. “Orcs and dwarves have the hardest booze” no they don’t, they have work in the morning! In any of these settings, elves would pregame harder than hobbits party and everyone else has shit to do tomorrow.
The average high elf builds up the drug tolerance of a mid-70s Hollywood producer and then spends three centuries studying alchemy. While humans seek immortality, the Immortals seek the elusive “philosopher’s cocaine.”
