I Have Reblogged Bread.

I have reblogged bread.

We should be fine as long as we do not reblog bread.

Being on tumblr is like being a raccoon. I dig through the garbage for shiny things I like. Sometimes I find good things to share with my friends. Sometimes I find something horrifying, and also share it with my friends.

Exactly this. We all know that Lana is the one keeping it all organised.

My forever favourite thing about KotFE and KotET expansions to swtor is the Eternal Alliance.

Mainly, the fact that Rebel Alliance cannot even dream of the highly concentrated chaos and number of extraordinary characters that follow the Outlander, and how mind-blowing their discipline in serious situation is.

Not even multi-class aus where two and more PCs join EA, just the canon one is such a disaster in the making, but it never (LS Commander) blows.

We know Arcann and Vaylin and Valkorion bever stood a chance at beating these gremlins, they literally sent the two least stealthy parties on a stealth mission of top priority while their commander is yelling at voices in his head out in the woods (and is scolded by mother jedi and darth dad). Mon Mothma thought Rogue One was too uncontrollable by going after Death Star plans? One of Commander's closest allies just stole the main and most important ship in the fleet. There's a part rakhgoul and a Hutt designing our weapons. There's a Jedi sitting in the swamp; a jawa on the loose.

Just. Palpatine's no idea gow lucky he is his enemies are nothing like Vitiate's enemies.

This is Thelockpickinglaywer and what I have for you today is something very interesting. As you can tell by the agonizing screams of the damned, I have recently left the mortal coil and, upon arriving at my destination, was informed that I did not qualify for residence. I was taken by an angel of the Lord to the mouth of Hell, and when the angel left, he closed this rather large red door and sealed it with a divine key. Although I’ve never seen this particular model of lock before, I’ve spent some time investigating the cylinder with this small shard of bone. By sticking it in the back of the keyway and slowly pulling it out, I can tell that this is a five-pin tumbler lock, that can easily be single-pin picked using this shed demon scale as a tensioner tool. Let’s try that right now. Alright, nothing on one. Nothing on two. Three is binding firmly, click out of that. Nothing on four. Five is binding, little click there, back to one. Once again, nothing. Two is binding, and we’ve dropped into a false set. Little click out of three. Nothing on four. Little click on one, counter-rotation on two, and we got this open. Okay folks, I think the main takeaway here is that no matter how much faith you place in a mechanism designed to ensure your safety, be it spiritual or physical, there is always a state in which it can fail. In any case, thank you for watching. Memento mori, and I’ll see you next time.

y'know, one thing i don't see get talked about much in regards to asexuality is how it feels to never be 'sexually motivated' by anything

and not just when it comes to advertisements using 'sexy' models to try and sell you stuff, but like. in general

sex as a favor, sex as a bribe, sex in exchange for whatever

casual sex, 'friends with benefits' situations, even simple flirting

it all looks a whole lot different from the perspective of someone who's immune to manipulation via sex appeal, who has virtually no understanding as to why sex would motivate someone to cheat on their partner, etc. etc.

sex is worthless to me

i mean, it's useful as a story element in fiction, but it genuinely perplexes me that sex is such a driving force behind so many aspects of irl society & of people's individual lives, for better or for worse

and that it's so deeply ingrained into how the average person views the world & various situations, because the average person feels sexual attraction, whereas i do not

i think the barrier between aces & allos is actually even deeper than it seems on the surface at times, because it's more than just the grating expectation that everyone must want to 'settle down' and have kids, it's also the fact that the majority of the world is sort of 'in' on a joke that aces will never truly be a part of

Blumhouse is making a Five Nights at Freddy's movie.

damn love when filmmakers look at a videogame with a story that only works as a videogame and then try to adapt it into a movie. i think we should drown more filmmakers in oil