A Gnome And His Mecha Android Wife 🤖🎅

Update: This morning I feel like an empty husk of flesh, so if you see an unstoppable god-beast around, tell her I said hi.

Just submitted my appeal for PIP (disability payments) to the tribunal service.

This has left me with the desire to claw free from my flesh and emerge as a god-beast that preys on the wicked and corrupt.

Little knitted pigeon enjoying come crisps on the pavement…

*"A TEST OF YOUR REFLEXES" followed by the sound a dodgeball makes when it hits you*

No idea if this has been done

Why would I write when I could imagine my characters going through the story and then get upset when a copy of the work doesn’t magically appear in front of me

Random internet ad: hot chicks in your area want your cock.

I just knock on the side of my head when I say it

spoke deeply to me.

Despite having taken a break from my current Elden Ring playthrough to play Clair Obscur, there's a part of my brain that has been growing increasingly feral over Malenia the last few days.

The rest of my brain fears where this may be going.

Today I am regretting not making a joke about brainrot here.

Despite having taken a break from my current Elden Ring playthrough to play Clair Obscur, there's a part of my brain that has been growing increasingly feral over Malenia the last few days.

The rest of my brain fears where this may be going.