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hehe greeze

i'm SO laid back, i only care about like 3 things in the world:

my favorite fictional characters and music

every person on this earth and their opinion of me

the crushing psychological weight of being alive

they hated him for his low-empathy autism swag

you can’t even afford a little treat or beverage these days.. not even a little beverage treat... Not in this economy…

En uzun yoldur, insanın içi.

Cahit Zarifoğlu

Trying to get a glass of water but i cant. The water goes up

Hello, it’s actually come as a shock to me that you are more than 50 years old. I had guessed you’d be somewhere around your late 30 (38.5 specifically) although I know that your works had been published earlier than what I guessed.

Anyways, just wanted to add we have the same birthday Friedrich Schiller so that’s cool!

My first books were published in 1985. I'm practically a historical artefact at this point.

Ohohohohoho oh yes. Oh yes, this pleases me. Oh yes.

David Floyd

It is actually way better for 100 addicts to get their fix on pain pills than a single person in pain go without. I call this the "Torture is bad" principle. You should be able to get the good stuff forever after a single doctor's visit. If you're worried about addicts fund rehab centers and needle exchanges instead of torturing people.

"Humans as space orcs/space Steve Irwins" is always a fun worldbuilding exercise, but imagine if our behavior is fairly normal but something we take for granted is utterly alien to the galaxy at large.

Like, what if Earth was one of the handful of biomes to crack photosynthesis but none ever saw it adopted and adapted to the scale we see it one earth.

Chemotrophic tree analogs that fill the role of mushrooms on earth, whole forests of the dead just how things are done.

The idea that the forest can be a living place is utterly shocking to the august civilized peoples.

Sure, says the galaxy's archivists, photosynthesis works on the cellular levels and there are some impressive bacterial mats on Cestus XI, but a field of wild grass is beautiful and terrifying simply because it's so far out of their experience and context.

no no, you have a point

velcro is kinda crazy if u think about it

becoming a furry nonhuman otherkin objectum genderweird relationship anarchy freak has made me immune to weird conservative whatifs. "what if people want to identify as animals" let them "what if people want to marry furniture" let them "what if-" is it hurting YOU? personally? or are you just so joyless that you can't conceive a living thinking person that isn't as repressed and deprived of whimsy as you

I didn't think much of other people before the incident.

Humans are cruel; I am aware of that. Everybody is. Humans are cold, selfish, and prideful. Kids are self-centered and the ego they gain as they grow does them no favors.

Being a tree gives you a lot of time to think. A lot of time to miss the little things you had. I miss the taste of the apples I ate in the morning, miss the feeling of a soft blanket under my hands, miss the way my love's arms would wrap around me while we slept.

I don't know how I'm seeing what is happening around me. Feeling as a tree is very strange. I feel a squirrel running on my branches and the bugs crawling beneath my bark and the ivy winding its leaves around mine. There's so many sensations but also not. I normally feel like I'm asleep, but sometimes I'll wake up and just feel for a long time.

I don't really know where I am or how long it has been. There are sidewalks and people and a lot of dogs, so I think it is some kind of park. The days bleed together - the sky is always cloudy and there's enough street lights around that I can't always tell if it is night time unless I focus. It's peaceful this way, really. I don't know if I miss being human.

I don't know a lot of things these days. My thoughts aren't very clear and it takes a while for anything coherent to really form. I should probably be more worried about this, but that's not something a tree can manage, I guess.

I've learned a lot about people this way. I can feel the emotions behind their words and actions in a way I never had before. Friends have picnics in my shade, kids climb my branches, joggers stop to rest against my trunk. There's so much passion in everything they do. It's incredible, really.

A lady came by one day. She seemed to know that I could hear her? It was pretty lucky that I was awake, honestly, so if I wasn't she would've been talking to nothing. People stared at her weird anyways. I guess talking to random trees isn't normal, huh?

She asked me how I was doing and if I enjoyed my punishment. I didn't really understand; what was I being punished for? what was the punishment? It took a while for me to remember that I wasn't always a tree. I knew I had memories of a before, of a time where I lived as one of the humans, but memories don't work right as a tree. She was surprised. I don't know why. What was she expecting?

She asked if I had learned my lesson. Told me that they had stopped looking for me already... that they didn't care.

I'm the one that didn't care anymore. I am happy this way. No stress, no worries, nothing. Just passive observation and sleep. It was the most peaceful time of my life, I think.

I grew tired and started to lose my grip on hearing and sight, slowing slipping into sleep. the last thing I saw was the woman standing between my roots with a faraway look in her eyes. After that, I never saw her again.

You angered a witch, and in retaliation, she transformed you into an unmovable tree in a public park. Months later, she returns with the sinister hope of reveling in your suffering, only to find that you are not only surviving but thriving and happier than ever before.

the wife confronts them but is willing to keep quiet about it and the entire thing is about the wife's trauma with her husband and a love story of the wife and the spy falling in love

You’re an alien spy that has replaced someone in order to blend in on Earth. Turns out the guy you replaced had a very unhappy wife who immediately realised you aren’t him when you treat her like a normal husband should.

Pokemon Legends Arceus is the game of all time. You’re technically working for the bad guys for most of it. God gives you a cell phone. They sent a guy that runs trains hundreds of years into the past and do not elaborate. You play a song for a Pokemon that makes them shove you in a basket. Melli is there.

tweet of all time. truly

no matter what I am playing. I am elf

The one you gravitate towards the first time playing any cRPGs. Included Pillars of Eternity races and Divinity Original Sin ones.

i just think it's important to understand that love is not the antithesis of horror in fact it's often the catalyst

To all my writers who have a tough time with smut terms and not knowing which ones to use, I have found the holy grail for us.

This reddit user took a poll of 3,500 people and went really in depth with asking their favorite terminology, along with actual pie charts on what the readers preferred to see in their smut.

Here's the direct link to the Google doc with all the info!

dubious fucking Creature found at a flea market today. of course I had to buy it

Thang

i cant even imagine where id be without "thats a really mean way to think about me, i wish you wouldnt think that i dont know what im doing when i love you." and "people want to be useful, trying to do everything yourself makes the people around you think that you dont trust them or that you think theyre incapable" and "people are made to be burdens. we are made to carry each other and not leave anyone behind." and "its rotten work / not to me. not if its you."

this should be a movie

Okay, here's my idea:

The British should put a time limit on the Monarchy.

Not like declaring a republic tomorrow, but deciding on a date in the future that ends the British Monarchy.

And there's a perfect date for it coming up!

October 14th, 2066.

A thousand years since the Battle of Hastings. A thousand years of this one specific bloodline ruling England.

Call time on the Monarchy after exactly one thousand years. Nice, and neat.

Even better: Charles isn't living 44 years. He'll be gone in about twenty. Now William? He's what, 40? Yeah, he can live another 44 years. His great grandmother was over a hundred, his granny was 96, William can make it to 84 barring accident or assassination.

So on October 14th 2066, William the Last steps down a thousand years after William the First won the crown.

Nice, neat, and fair. William gets the crown he's been waiting forty years for already, but ten-year-old George grows up without expectation of it.

Have a nice big abdication ceremony, even.

there's another challenge that takes place in October that might aid this quest

Someone has been arguing back and forth in the comment section of one of my BNHA fics for almost a year now. The world is full of people.