Utter one more syllable and I'll have you killed

The kids may yearn for the mines, but the orphans yearn for MI6 training.

the anniversary of library paste man’s death is in four days.

One hundred and ten years ago to the day. Amazing. Incredible.

RIP😔🙏📚🍯

i've got the kind of eyebags that make people in movies say 'you look like hell, detective. go home.'

it’s going elsewhere

our bank holiday noooo 😭😭💔💔💔💔

in re conversations that thankfully seem to be occurring only on other sites, i actually love when the fiction i'm reading uses words i don't know and have to look up! admittedly it does not happen often, because i am an adult who read a lot as a kid and has since done what is frankly maybe a bit too much education, but please do casually drop words like phalanstery in your book so i have to look it up and then find myself reading wikipedia pages about 19th century socialist utopianism! please do throw around rare plants and birds whose names i don't know because they're not native/common anywhere i've ever been! then i get to look at pictures of things that i've never seen before!

whatever. go my scallops

last night I had the experience of "referencing a tumblr post that you think is widely known but turns out to not be as widely known as you thought it was" last night and it was this post. whatever. go my scallops

Reblog this and tell me what was your biggest crying over a piece of fiction. You can be vague if you don't want to spoil.