So Aye Got Waaaaaee Too Excited To See Me Teammates When I Got Back From Drinkin.

I went on an adventure today to return a pillow to IKEA with my coworker Astrid.

We were having a nice day and got stuck in traffic coming home. On the way her phone rang and she was driving so she declined the call with a sigh. “I feel so bad for him,” she said.

“You know that number?”

She did. It turns out her phone number had previously belonged to a woman named Serena. The man calling was her dad. He had Alzheimer’s and didn’t remember his daughter was dead, so he just called the number he knew was hers.

I was stricken to hear this. “Do you talk to him?”

“Yeah. Sometimes he thinks I’m her and we talk. I have a notebook with facts I’ve learned about her so I can connect with him better. Sometimes he knows I’m not her and I say I’m her friend.”

I struggled with the beauty and humanity of this for a moment. “What’s his name?”

“I don’t know; I just call him Dad.”

We sat in silence and I was overwhelmed with feelings. That she was so kind and thoughtful about this random connection. A man who called and spoke to her with love for the daughter he missed.

"One time," she added, "he called me just after I had a difficult day with my mom. I knew Serena and her mom had a rocky relationship so I talked to him about my frustrations with my own mother and he gave the following advice: ‘Everyone fails sometimes, even parents; what's important is to communicate with our loved ones, even when it's difficult.’

“I have never forgotten that advice and it healed a portion of my heart."

idk what traumatized or mentally ill person needs to hear this but dreams (especially the really disturbing ones you dont want to talk about to anybody) arent some deep peek into your psyche or a sign of your True Desires or whatever theyre quite literally your brain making fruit salad with whatever it can find on the shelf. just putting all that shit in a blender and hitting obliterate. its fine, youre fine, youre not a weirdo for it

rare vent art from a few months ago

I think Dead by Daylight should add a new killer that is literally just a normal regular gorilla. I think adding a gorilla would be a perfect addition to dbd. You shouldn't even have to hook survivors as the gorilla, its whole thing should be that if the survivors look the gorilla directly in the eye you get to instantly beat the shit out of them until they die

I cannot stress enough that it cannot be a monster gorilla in any way. No understandable dislogue, No like nasty flesh monster bits, its head doesn't split open into a big mouth like a Venus Flytrap, like that's cool but you can save that for the other killers. I need this new killer to be an entirely normal regular gorilla that just kind of showed up one day and doesn't interact with the primary gameplay loop at all

Do you see my vision

"My best friends are some of the most talented aspiring mages in the world," you boast. "They're courageous and strong. They have such bright futures."

Ace and Deuce are standing 20 feet behind you. Their mouths are full of soda. They're taking turns slapping each other in the face to see who spits the soda out first. Grim is refereeing. He agreed to referee because Ace bribed him with a half eaten chocolate bar he found abandoned on a bench.

Tubbo has been one of the few people to show Dream any grace in this situation, so for Dream to continuously prove that he only sees Tubbo as an extension of Tommy is actually insane. Tubbo should be allowed to cuss him out.

Humans are space orcs, but humans are real fucking sneaky and don't tell anyone they're predators after realizing that other sentient species are all prey. It starts out as wanting to assimilate without any negative stigma, but eventually they realize that we're really alone as sentient predators.

So q human goes on a research ship and that ship gets stranded on a deathworld and everyone freaks put bc they don't know how to handle this but the human's just like 'build shelter, hunt food, start a fire' and they're all like 'hunt food???!!' And they human's like 'shit'.

So they see a human climb trees, throw shit, track prey and realize 'oh no, that thing could kill us' but the human's helping and they don't really have the man power to get rid of them.

And eventually they realize the whole pack bonding thing is stronger than the predatory instincts and are relieved

I'm still reeling from Good Omens 2 — and I'm not talking about the cliffhanger.

No, I'm talking about the plot.

The whole "something terrible is going to happen" thing with Gabriel in the beginning made it seem like this season was going to go like season 1 did — Armageddon, take 2.

And then when the season ended I was so distracted by the cliffhanger that it never really processed for me that this entire season was... Well.

Whereas season 1 was about stopping the Apocalypse, season 2 was entirely about romance, and only romance.

From what I can recall, there were three main storylines driving the plot in season 2:

1.) Maggie and Nina's love story.

2.) Gabriel and Beelzebub's love story.

3.) Crowley and Aziraphale's love story.

Even if it didn't seem that way at first, it was revealed in the end that everything that had happened had to do with someone's romance.

Naked amnesiac Gabriel showing up at the bookstore? That only happened because he fell in love with Beelzebub and got himself fired, only to run away before they could steal his memories of falling in love with them.

This whole season was about trying to find out what happened to Gabriel (love, love is what happened), trying to get Nina to fall in love with Maggie, and Crowley coming to terms with the fact that he is in love with Aziraphale, and then eventually working up the courage to act on that love.

And that's not even mentioning the minisodes which were basically telling us the story of how Crowley and Aziraphale fell in love!

This entire season was centered around romance, and only romance!

Season 2 of Good Omens was literally a Love Story — I can't believe it, can you?!

Thank you, thank you, THANK YOU so much, Mr. Neil Gaiman!

Never before would I have guessed that season 2 would end up like this... I know we're all sad about how things left off with Crowley and Aziraphale, but there's not nearly enough appreciation going around for how we were even able to get to that point in the first place!

Everyone say,

"THANK YOU, NEIL GAIMAN!"

And let's not forget David Tennant (Crowley) and Michael Sheen (Aziraphale) who played these hopelessly in love idiots so well!

fic idea: hobie and pavitr break into the British museum to steal back everything that was took without permission and give it back to it's native country