Demolition

a while ago i saw an anti-cnc meme that went something like "if your boyfriend learns not to stop at "no", do you really think he's gonna stop at Pineapple?" and ive been thinking about it a lot. like, it assumes that words have some kind of mystical meta-meaning that persists in all contexts, that if we discard the word "no" we also discard the concept of saying no in a symbolic sense. It's a lingually prescriptivist argument in disguise.

if you give “stupid” characters rural/southern accents i don’t like you and if you give “smart” characters rural/southern accents but it’s a punchline i don’t like you even more

The dynamic of AC6 is so funny to me it's just

handler Walter : "babygirl daddy needs you to go out there and kill anyone who owns less than ten billion dollars can you do that for me kitten"

Hound "world's okayest lobotomite" 621:

Baker Doll

It didn't know why all the people were gone or where they had gone to. Years had passed since anyone had been in the bakery or since the doll had seen anyone on the streets outside, maybe longer. Still, every morning it got up early to set up shop and go through it's routine, all except for the baking.

It used to bake. In fact, baking was what it loved to do most, despite being unable to eat or taste anything it made. But it saw other people eat it's food and how happy it made them. People would often come to chat with friends over freshly made pastries, bring home a cake or a few loaves of bread for their families, or even come in just to see the doll itself. It did continue to bake for a while after everyone disappeared, but it couldn't bear to keep seeing the things it so lovingly made go to waste.

So every morning before the sun rose, it took bowls and pans from the kitchen cabinets and arranged them in their places next to rolling pins and knives, then carried old wooden logs from outside and stacked them by the oven.

Once the kitchen was ready, It went to the front and set up empty cake displays, placed chairs in front of the tables, dusted off every surface, and flipped the sign to "open".

Once it was evening, it took down the displays and flipped the sign to "closed", then wiped down each table and set the chairs back on top of them. It rinsed all of the kitchenware, cleaned the spotless oven, and took the wooden logs back outside. It then went to it's room to rest until repeating it's routine the next morning.

It still did all this because these were the things that kept it alive, but it never baked.

gf sent me this last night and said this is what half this shit ive described happening in worm sounds like but lesbian

Thinkin' about how funny it is that Protectorate capes got mad about Cauldron after the Echidna fight. Like, buddy, you work for the U.S. government; sit the fuck down.

"I'm opposed to human trafficking!" No you aren't. C'mon. C'mon.

"Ripping people away from their lives and keeping them locked in cells for years is wrong!" That is literally part of your job, dude. Be serious.

He is a Bunny

funny how predstrogen got full-nuked right as a lot of discussions about transmisogyny started getting widespread. trans women start talking about our hurt and it gets us removed from our spaces. goddamn incredible.

Fan art of @heyitschartic's drawings from the Bonesaw livestream

Bonesaw my beloved

gorgeous tgirl with shoulder length hair and overgrown bangs im in love with you