silly wizard funny gang

"In our parts, the olive oil is made with a cold-pressing method." x

Cannibalism as a metaphor for I Was Hungry

Cannibalism as a metaphor for. Dinnar.

Cannibalism as a metaphor for when you're stuck in a lifeboat and your buddy starts looking a lot like a hamburger

If I had a tail I'd wrap it around yours when we sit together. If u even care

If I had wings I'd use them to shelter you from the rain. By the way

that onion headline that's like "whatever. the emo kids are all sitting on each other's lap" is their realest one yet

it was clickhole my bad

@intertexts

my most beloved sauce went to the vet today and was a Very Good Sauce so she got to go to the store and pick a prize. she chose this very large, very hairy pig ear. she’s very pleased with her choice!! she ate the whole thing and did not share a single bite.

laughed out loud

I think it's cute how so many art movements are simply called "new art" to differentiate "not like the old stuff". Contemporary dance. New wave fashion. Pop (literally popular) music. Art Nouveau. Modernism. Postmodernism. Even terms starting with neo- (neo-classicism, neo-expressionism) all are just saying NEW ART. And yet all of these things are now distinctive styles of the past. It's kind of beautiful how humanity never stops outgrowing itself. Art is a state of matter that refuses to sit still, old as soon as it is new, original upon its thousandth performance, new forever so long as there is someone who has not yet seen it, and old the second the artist picks up their instrument again.

New new NEW art (14)(THIS ONE!).docx

i feel like it's absolutely crucial in the social justice world to take "he a little confused but he got the spirit" and similar sentiments/situations as a Win. intent is so much more important than saying it right the first time! if someone is approaching with scuffed language and incorrect terms but they're visibly being as polite as they know how, that person is a friend and should be treated better than what their words might invite in someone else's mouth.

hey pal, take it easy! you're scrolling with way too much intensity. look at this horse

i'm genuinely having so much fun writing a jock protagonist. can't believe i never tried this before. all these years i've been limiting myself needlessly

i've created an extremely elaborate magic system based on linear algebra and not once does the narrator ever explain how it works. he doesn't know. he doesn't care. that's nerd shit. he is going on a lad's night out and if you try to tell him anything about equations he'll put his fingers in his ears and go "lalalala"

i feel it's important to add that my other protagonist is an academic and does know how the magic system works, but he doesn't get a POV chapter until halfway through the story. which means that over the course of 40,000 words we gradually build up a solid working idea of this world and its laws, as understood by Jock Protagonist - and then it switches to Nerd Protagonist, who's like, "just so we're clear, he was wrong about basically all of that."

This is genius