I seriously love these two 🤣.
The gender envy that I have for moss
I think the most frustrating thing about Pokémon Scarlet and Violet is that if the Pokémon Company actually allowed the devs plenty of time to refine graphics, test the game and patch glitches before release it could easily be one of the best Pokémon games out there. So far from what I’ve played, the story and writing is miles better than Sword and Shield, and the characters are so much more interesting and each given equal time in the spotlight. They already released Legends Arceus earlier this year and even though the graphics weren’t perfect the glitches were minimal and overall the game was fantastic, one of my all time favourites in fact. That game had more time to be perfected since BDSP was released in time for Black Friday/Christmas instead. If TPC actually gave a shit about their devs and the appearance of their games rather than the millions of dollars they rake in with every launch day then they would take one look at their game, think “wtf no that’s not done” and then delay it. Would fans cry? Yes, because Pokémon fans will never be happy. Would the game look better if it was delayed a couple of months? Probably. Breath of the Wild was delayed two years and went on to win game of the year, and it’s sequel is following suit because the company actually cares about their games. I’m not saying a Pokémon game will ever win game of the year but if even just a little bit of care was applied from the heads of TPC then maybe we’d finally get a mainline Pokémon game with nice graphics and a brilliant storyline.
Roll Me Into A Sphere And Let Me Ride A Model Train
Hmmmm delicious tumblr vent void
Normalise or tell me to get a therapist over feeling:
An immense amount of guilt daily but not always acting on it because its a horrible motivator. I want to help and fix and heal but I feel stuck and that I can't and that I'm useless.
That this guilt eats me up every time I think about it. That I still don't look up and search what I can do. That I put me and my mother's future above others. That I choose to sit on money I know can help the homeless/refugees, choosing to save it so I can buy a house to secure my mother's retirement. Choosing to use money I inherited. Not money I earnt. I don't know how to live with myself.
Going through bookmarks on AO3 and seeing a fic deleted is a special type of sadness…
apropos of nothing i think you could make a really neat pink terrarium with syngonium, fittonia and hypoestes
You know what really grinds my gears?
Elias's final plan to unleash the fears worked ONLY BECAUSE Martin happened to not be inside the room at the moment. That's it. Dumb fucking luck.
We already know that it's possible for Jon to be interrupted while consuming a statement via the many, many interruptions that have occurred throughout the series.
All it would've taken was Martin opening the door midway going "Jon dear, did you want sugar with that tea" and Jon would've dropped the statement, ashen faced and panting, probably burned the thing, and Elias would've spent the rest of whatever time he had left before Basira or Melanie killed him wondering what went wrong.