secondsaph:

Hey guys, you know that D&D podcast what that one character? The human male who wears glasses and has a funny name? The one who falls in love with a very capable woman of elvish blood? Y’know, the super capable one with a twin brother who has that thing about money? Anyway, he loses everything dear to him and turns to questionable sources of power. He creates a weapon in a moment of desperation but now its creation will have an effect on the world that he can’t control and he feels immense guilt over it. He ends up having ties to the Raven Queen.

You know, that guy.

Please tell me, what facts do feminist have that prove they don’t have equal rights

out-there-on-the-maroon:

thecringeandwincefactory:

profeminist:

profeminist:

You clearly need The Womansplainer

I recommend the “Let me Google that for you” for $20. Check out her Question menu, she has already anticipated your question! 

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I have to admit I’m jealous of The Womansplainer for coming up with this idea.

This is transcendent and filled with light.

For all the sea lions in your comments. 

yourplayersaidwhat:

““This looks like a whole lot of ‘not my problem’.””

— -said the rouge in our party after encountering some Clay Golems, Yellow Mold that was oozing from the walls, and a swarm of Gargoyles outside the tower. He then proceeded to push the elevator button for the next floor and leave them all behind.

how to write high fantasy

pervocracy:

They dined at the castle that night, feasting upon fresh-caught river trout, cooked to crackly perfection over open flames, and served with lemon from the gardens.  There was roasted boar as well, from a mighty beast the hunters had slain, the huge chops basted in their own glistening fat.  They drank sweet summerwine, staining their lips red, and making their songs more merry as the night drew on.  And then the servants brought out platters of berries and cream and cakes, each one sweeter and more succulent than the last.

Also someone murdered the king or whatever.

For breakfast they had platters piled high with crisp bacon…

mindareadsoots:

I don’t know why it’s so funny that Connie accepts that this is what’s happening.

I mean, she’s seen Steven’s weird psychic powers before. Hell, she’s been Stevonnie and USED Steven’s weird psychic powers before.

But still the matter of fact way she considers that a sufficient explanation for what’s going on is still making me laugh.