Okay This Is Kinda A Stupid Thought I Had Once I Got Over The Craziness Of Odysseus.

My oven has given up and is just giving me bullshit times

I will be like "I'm fine" and then another fucking event will occur

yearning

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fool me once shame on you fool me twice whyyy that’s so mean fool me three times ohhh my goddd

Ratio has morning stubble, he's gotta shave every morning, aven BEGS him not to, he literally hangs off his shoulders and is just "please please please keep it just for today"

He does not

Aventurine loves kissing him when he has it, but since he does it during his morning routine, he's gotta do it while they're both in bed

ONCE he kept it because they weren't doing any thing that day, Aventurine was so happy

haaate when i actually find advertisements funny. makes me feel dirty . makes me feel impure

me in planning stages of writing: this fucks. this is gonna be so fun.

me the minute i sit down to write: language is an unwieldy cudgel we use to beat the human experience to death in an attempt at ever communicating fully with another being. i wish intelligent life had never evolved. i want to go back to the cell stage like in spore

archers gloves vs digital artist gloves being opposite of one another

I feel like both Mr. "Use Me As You Wish" Aventurine and Dr. Veritas "I'm A Supporting Character" Ratio both have self-esteem problems. How do they prove their worth to the Trailblazer? Aventurine—by showering us with expensive gifts. Ratio—by offering academic opportunities, technical help, his consultation, and so on.

Imagine them together in a relationship (as friends or something more), constantly feeling inadequate, trying to prove their worth to each other the only way they know. Caught in an ever-escalating endless exchange of extravagant but useless gifts:

"I just happened to come by this diamond-encrusted marble inkwell. I thought you might like it, Doc."

"My friend Professor So-and-so is conducting a lecture series on "The history of monetary chance-based recreational activities in post-inductrial societies" next month. I thought you might be interested, so I asked him to reserve a place for you."

"I had my tailor embroider golden laurels on your favorite lab coat."

"I took the liberty to install a nanoprocessor and a holographic screen on your gun so that you could read the latest news while practicing at the shooting range."