the-voice-of-light-city:

sftn:

timsutton:

I really am crying

[id: a screenshot of text from, presumably, an interview, reading:Β 
Playboy: In some of your books–especially The Sirens of Titan and Slaughterhouse-Five–there’s a serious notion that all moments in time exist simultaneously, which implies that the future can’t be chanced by an act of will in the present. How does a desire to improve things fit with that?
Vonnegut: You understand, of course, that everything I say is horseshit.Β 
Playboy: Of course.Β 
end id]

uranodioning:

alak-cool:

DM, while I’m in combat: β€œGive me a perception check.”

Me: β€œUh, 14?”

DM: β€œNevermind.”

Me:

image

( image above: screengrab of that one kid from the simpsons, sitting alone on an otherwise empty bus, saying β€œ(chuckles) I’m in danger.” )

ao3tagoftheday:

ethermaster:

ao3tagoftheday:

[Image Description: Tag reading β€œdonatello/michelangelo”]

The AO3 Tag of the Day is: Renaissance fanart

I’m gonna let you in on a secret.

  • That aint renaissance fanart

You know what, assholes? I run this blog for y’all every day. I see things you cannot begin to imagine. I have to read people’s Robespierre smut and their questions about how various monsters would fuck them. I am so jaded that, when someone submits a tag mentioning some random vaguely liquid substance without context, I just assume it’s being used as lube. Nutella? Lube. Crazy glue? Lube. Divine fucking ichor? Fucking lube! I do this for you, y’all. I shield you from this shit. I stand athwart the tides of horror, hold my hands up, and yell β€œSTOP” in the hopes that it will keep the waters from reaching you.

So you know what, fuckheads!? If I want to maintain the one tiny scrap of innocence I have left, I will. The official policy of AO3TagoftheDay is now that turtles, teenage, mutant, ninja, or otherwise, do not fuck. It never happens. They don’t fuck. They don’t fuck each other. They don’t fuck humans. They don’t fuck in real life and they don’t fuck in fiction. This tag is about two gay Renaissance painters holding each other close and kissing chastely under the Sistine chapel ceiling.

There. Glad we got that sorted out. Please return to your regularly scheduled programming.

gardenvarietycrime:

Today’s fun surprise was seeing puellaΒ translated asΒ β€œwhore”.

The other week it was seeing Fagles’ translation ofΒ LacaenaΒ as β€œSpartan whore”

[image is the is this a pigeon? meme: the guy is labelled β€œMale Translator”, the butterfly is β€œliterally any noun, pronoun, or adjective referring to a woman”, the subtitles read β€œDoes this mean β€œwhore”?”]