My deepest darkest fantasy is that I collapse on the street and I am rushed to the hospital. They perform a bunch of tests and find out I am severely deficient in some kind of vitamin. Then I start taking the vitamin and I become the happiest cleverest person alive because all my problems were caused by this one deficiency
Stop me if you hate the concept: short, fat, hairy lady gets isakai’d into a high fantasy, and instead of “oh look at all these ethereal elves woe for I am but a flawed mortal” routine she lands in Dwarf territory and is immediately revered as the most enchanting and desirable maid in all the land. This immediately becomes a zesty romantic drama. Thoughts
(guy who just got a centrifuge voice) nice soup dude. i wonder what it would look like with the liquid and solid parts separated
You have no idea how overwhelming the urge to use lab equipment for bullshit like this is lmao
i always convince myself i dont sound that weird and then i go out in the world and get involved in anything longer than transactional small talk and its like ohhh thats right ive only been hanging out with gay people who speak in riddles
If I say “three sisters”, you think of:
Planting
Stew
Something else
Who are the three sisters
See ResultsThe Scottish play, of course.
That and that one constellation I’m probably misremembering the name of.
…After looking it up, yep, sure am. Didn’t know that was another name for Orion’s Belt.
Beans, corn, and squash are my mom and aunts. Corn being my mom, obviously, because I am from Ohio.
Translation:
You aren’t going to get in my way today?
Ah, it was just a new type of attack.
still. after all of it. mostly, i want to be kind
not me i want a fat ass








