My Mom: So, Who Are You Texting?

My mom: So, who are you texting?

Me, who spends unhealthy amount of time on Character.Ai : No one....

ⓘ You can Bite your Friends.

Reading a book about slavery in the middle-ages, and as the author sorts through different source materials from different eras, I am starting to understand why so many completely fantastical accounts of "faraway lands" went without as much as a shrug. The world is such a weird place that you can either refuse to believe any of it or just go "yeah that might as well happen" and carry on with your day.

There was this 10th century arab traveller who wrote into an account that the fine trade furs come from a land where the night only lasts one hour in the summer and the sun doesn't rise at all in the winter, people use dogs to travel, and where children have white hair. I don't think I'd believe something like that either if I didn't live here.

"So I heard you guys needed a pilot?"

John doesn't really make friends too often, so learning that his new boyfriend bestie is a civilian contractor he met on Zeta Halo has Blue Team more than a little curious.

I need Esparza to meet Blue Team so goddamn bad but 343 denies me this so I'm playing dolls in blender about it

"You… Expected me to betray you from the start?" "Look. At this point I just asume that everyone is going to betray us and I am just pleasently surprised when I am wrong."

bitches be like “he’s my comfort character” and it’s just some dude covered in blood