this post is terrible

A rocky start

Some Context: one of my fellow players in a game is a rock golemn named Scoria. This exchange happened when the GM asked us on skype if we were available to play over the upcoming weekend:

GM: what’s the weekend plans guys?

Scoria: I am ready to roll.

GM: But are you ready to rock?

Scoria: You’re a real gem, GM

Player: stfu

Scoria: I’m sorry, shale we talk about this later?

Player: How dare you

Scoria: I got a bit boulder

Player: I s2g

Me: I think the puns rock. Perhaps you’re just too impatient to wait for a really nice one to crystallize. In the meantime you’ll just be losing your marbles over some lime jokes

Player: Why do you do this to me?

GM: Because we love you. Granite, we’re not very nice people.

Me: I wanted to throw out more puns in response, but I’ve hit a wall. They’re really too hard. Player is right, we should all some back down to Earth and start over, you know, with a clean slate. No more forced rock puns to stalagnate our conversations

Player: F***ING

Me: Uh oh, I’ve sent your and my relationship down a rocky road. Maybe if I’m gneiss you’ll be willing to drop all this grit and work with my based on sediment alone.

Player: z;ldkfjgn;zkjb

Me: I suppose I have norite to ask for forgiveness. Of quartz, I’ve earned your skarn. If you can’t forgive me I’ll just have to boulder on without you.

Player: why do you hate me?

Me: I don’t, I just love puns. But I’m done. I spent a solid 10 minutes reading up on names of rocks. It’s too much effort and I’m not even the rock golemn who should be making these puns.

Player: I’ll just silt over here and be quiet then

Scoria: I was driving!

Me: I’ve put more effort into thinking of rock puns in the last hour then I think you’ve done in entirety of the time you’ve played as Scoria. Not that I’m really keeping Scor(ia).

I just need enough of you to dull the pain, just to get me through the night until we’re twins again

A serious problem that has to be addressed.

So, as you know, we generally allow this blog to be a vent blog. People can send asks in talking about how they feel. That being said, we have 600 messages. And do you want to know why these messages are backing up?

It’s because close to 70% of them are people talking about very heavy stuff, like you would do in a vent post. Especially suicide.

And I genuinely don’t know how to respond. It’s really harming my own mental health but erasing them makes me feel terrible, and posting them with no answer makes me feel like I’m not addressing this very important issue.

So, it’s time to talk about this. It’s uncomfortable, and said, but it’s time.

The suicide rates for trans youth are high. Very high. I don’t take the people sending in vent notes as doing it for attention like people claim every now and then. I believe these kids. I believe them fully. And that breaks my heart.

It breaks my god damn heart.

The problem isn’t with the people sending them in. They’re venting. They’re doing what I allowed them to do.

The problem isn’t with me or Sid. We’re two people, one of which is mentally ill, and the other of which actually has his dysphoria triggered when answering asks. We can’t barrel through them all, it’s just not possible.

No, the problem is with society. It’s a deep-rooted, horrendous prejudice, and I do not blame any of the people who have sent hopeless asks in, because the systemic prejudices and oppression against them is what put them in this position in the first place.

Now is a time more than ever to call transphobia the fuck out. If you hear a relative say something transphobic, ESPECIALLY if you’re cis, you call that shit the FUCK out. You mock them, criticize them, ostracize them for talking bad of a group of already marginalized people. Because the longer we let this go, the more people are going to end up in graves with the wrong name on the tombstone.

anonymous asked:

hey do you know where i could find the post comparing the shitty emma watson dress to a bunch of really high quality cosplay dresses ive been looking for it for ages (youre awesome by the way, keep up the good work)

I actually haven’t seen that post? I’m working on a masterpost of Belle’s Terrible New Wardrobe but that’s one I haven’t seen yet

followers, a link?

ppl reblogging my terribly inaccurate two year old mob posts as if i wrote them recently is SO FUNNY …… y'all don’t even kno what it was like …. i had written 75% of the mob fics on ao3…. my main blog and my side blog were the top results when u looked up mob on tumblr …. i was a god with no power i was the deity reigning over the tiniest world

anonymous asked:

People are terrible you posted a few uplifting things and suddenly you're "fake" sorry hater but positive people exist and it isn't fake sorry your life is so sad bye-bye. You are awesome keep being you ❤

That’s the thing! I’m fake if I’m happy, I’m fake if I’m sad. There’s no pleasing people that just flat out don’t like me - and that’s ok! I’m not here to entertain and gain support of everyone. I totally know there’s gonna be some who don’t like me or don’t vibe with me and that’s cool.

I just think it’s wasted energy when someone thinks sending a cowardly anonymous message is gonna make me see the light or change my life or something. 👎🏼

im just flat out blocking everybody who brings up elder abuse on that post at this point 

elder abuse is a real and terrible thing but you know damn well OP did not mean adult children, and you know damn well that is not what people usually mean when they talk about parents being “scared” of their kids  

don’t believe me? go in the notes and start tallying up all the bullshit you find people saying about teenagers beating up their parents because theyre just spoiled and didnt get enough “discipline” when they were little (something that literally never happens). and you also know damn well what those people mean by “discipline”, too 

Hey everyone!

Tomorrow I’m traveling to Romania to see my family and friends. I won’t be posting any comics for the next 4 weeks, but more episodes are on the way as soon as I’m back!

If you want to see sketches and pictures from my trip, make sure to follow me on Instagram @cassandracalin

Cheers and I hope you all have a lovely summer! Ne vedem în curând! :)

An infinite number of people walk into a bar.
“I want a pint of beer”, says the first person.
“I want half a pint of beer”, says the second person.
“I want one quarter of a pint of beer”, says the third person.
“I want one eight of a pint of beer”, says the fourth person.

The bartender sighs, pours two pints of beer and says “C'mon people, know your limits”