Some Sleep Headcanons

thinking about when i was small, how my mom told me that pipe cleaners were just a tool until people started idly shaping things with them and it grew so popular that they were marketed as crafting materials. and that story about how the original frisbees were disposable pie plates that students flattened to throw. and how when i was a child i had a wooden mancala set with shiny, colorful stones, but on invention it was played with rocks and grooves dug into the dirt. and middle school, paper football and tic-tac-toe and mash and mad libs, games that just need pen and paper. and before that, games of pretend with pirates and princes and masked marauders. how at slumber parties after lights out, we used to whisper storytelling games, i say one sentence and you say the next. and shadow puppets. and the way all the kids in the neighborhood used to divide into teams and throw fallen pine cones at one another. and the floor is lava game, and the quiet game, and the games i play with my coworkers that are just words and retention. and "put a finger down" on the high school bus. and little girls clapping together, and how the first jump-rope was undoubtedly just a length of rope who knows how long ago, and how natural it is to play, how we seek play at every age and with any resources we have and with whatever time we can squeeze it into in a day. i'm not an anthropologist or a psychologist but i think after food and shelter and water and air what comes next is games and stories and laughter. i think that there is nothing -- not sex or fighting or forming unlikely bonds with animals -- there is nothing more human than to play.

gamer flirting

[id: a digital colored drawing of frank and leo. leo is on the left side of the image, using a computer that is off-screen, wearing a red crop top over a grey tanktop. he has a shocked and sad expression on his face and is yelling “frank! stop blowing up my redstone!” frank is on the right side of the image, also using an off-screen computer, wearing a purple sweater and with an evil look on his face. end id.]

Leo and Frank are like percy and clarisse in the way that they continue to piss each other off once they’ve decided they would die for each other

im going to say something that white neurodivergents are not gonna like

god i hope whatever bullshit happens next is funny

just guys being dudes (gay)

mario, and by extension, other nintendo properties, apparently being canon to the deltarune universe, presents an interesting conundrum

[id: a two panel comic featuring kris from deltarune, playing video games in their living room. the first panel shows sans in super smash bros on the tv. the second panel shows kris, incredulous, thinking “is that my fucking neighbor.” end id]

straight people is this how u react when u find out ur friend is gay⁉️⁉️ do u get it? does it make total sense?

People who don't read the lost hero because Percy isn't in it are genuinely so fucking boring

the time difference between 7:39 and 7:40 is 5 million years