my friend took in a stray and she’s the cutest kitty ever but he named her oil so whenever he sends a picture of her me and my other friends look like we’re roleplaying as the US military
Posting this here incase it helps save someone else from having this happen. It almost made my account go negative & now I cannot go grocery shopping for the week. Rip to whatever sony employee gets me ✌🏼😡
For anyone worried about missing anything in BG3 or replaying the game and wanting to find something they missed there’s a ton of checklists available online and I’m just gonna post the ones I’ve been using for all the acts in case anybody else wants to reference them!
hey, don’t cry. one cup heavy whipping cream, two tablespoons granulated sugar, three tablespoons cocoa powder and whisk until stiff peaks form for three ingredient chocolate mousse, okay?
i realized that i like the format because it’s the exact opposite of the recipe blogs with 1000 words before they get to an ingredient list.
Shoutout to Baldurs Gate 3 for having a magical girl transformation sequence but instead of a teenager in a short skirt it’s a lesbian aasimar paladin in full plate about to open 13 cans of fucking whoop ass
hey, don’t cry. one cup heavy whipping cream, two tablespoons granulated sugar, three tablespoons cocoa powder and whisk until stiff peaks form for three ingredient chocolate mousse, okay?
This is a really poignant illustration of the seductive nature of glorifying war but that is a LOOK and she is SERVING it
I’ve seen Death depicted as a card dealer or other sort of gambler, a guy in a suit, a farmer, a robed apparition, and any other number of things, but this? This has to be the best Death I’ve seen yet. An old seductress saying “hey kid, don’t you wanna die in a trench for a government that doesn’t give a fuck about you, just like your dear old dad?” This goes hard as fuck.
i think that killing a dragon should have catastrophic nuclear-fallout level environmental consequences tbh. their blood should scorch and wither the earth with fire and poison, the toxic fumes released as they decay should choke the land and all nearby living creatures, and the entire landscape where they fell should be transformed into a blighted wasteland where bleached leviathan bones loom upwards out of the ground as a warning that can be seen from miles away, the boundary markers of an exclusion zone.
i also think that it would be wonderfully ironic if those who sought the fame and glory of the title of ‘dragonslayer’ only ended up with the bitter, enduring reminder of the devastation they’re responsible for. this is not a place of honor. no highly esteemed deed is commemorated here.
i can’t find the original tweet and when i google it all i get are transmisogynists circlejerking over how awful it was on talk shows, but i think about that one tweet that’s like “i want to get a uterus transplant so i can be the first trans woman to get an abortion” at LEAST once a week. her MIND
