it's impossible to write cyberpunk fiction any more
by my count I'm at 4 and I've got two fucking years left
well it finally happened
so my dad is almost 80, this man's been making Spirk content since Star Trek started airing basically
he never knew ao3 existed, he just thought people stopped writing fanfic when ff.net died, like it was a fad that had outgrown him or smth
he clicked an ao3 link in my pinned last night, realizing that they were in fact clickable
he's mad at me for not telling him earlier. "I don't have a lot of years left in me and there's so much to read"
he's gonna spend his whole retirement reading trek fanfic now jesus christ
just learned about dopamine decor and i feel crazy
tiktok people are just now discovering you can put things in your living space that you like. , Guys
do we think chocolate guy is gay?
yeah i drive the truck that isekais all those lonely 20yo NEETs and bored salarymen. it’s a really hard job. they keep sending me to workplace counselling after each hit. “it’s normal to feel guilt at ending someone’s life,” they say. how do i tell them that’s not what makes me feel guilty? “but it’s okay. he’ll live a better life in another world.” yeah, with 100 girls who could have lived normal lives but got drafted into being in these boring dudes’ harems. how many women’s lives have i ruined. and they don’t even know. they don’t even know
starting a compilation of my favorite "no thank you" buttons from when they want you to subscribe so bad