Remember when joining fandom as a younger person meant lurking for a bit and figuring out the vibe and etiquette instead of coming in on day one and calling people weirdos for liking weirdo shit in the weirdo factory.

I’m soooooo embarrassed. My lord told me “good night,” but I thought he was calling me a good knight, and, well, you could hear it clink against my codpiece.

i love you but you don’t know the characters like i do no one ever has or ever will obviously. that’s just how it goes. like how everyone thinks their dog is the best or their baby is the cutest, everyone thinks they know the character the best. but in my case it’s true

Only in a Dungeon Crawler Carl book could you read the sentence, "I used up all my good corpses on the last floor," and it makes perfect, reasonable sense.

The woman i am going to be in a few days when this is released is going to be unrecognisable