Fable

I'm going to make tumblr incorrectly flag all your posts as mature and refuse to let you appeal them

ao3 asking if i want to see mature content. do i want to see birds in the sky. do i want to feel the wind in my hair and the grass under my feet

"ingredients you can pronounce" i can pronounce anything

"you can jack off you can eat grapes all else banned" is kind of the post of the summer because literally wtf else are you supposed to do once it’s 30°C outside

Sitting here realising that if Andrew ended up becoming a Raven he would’ve been granted the Number 5 which is the same number Aaron is given with the Foxes.

For years, sci-fi has asked, what if aliens were wetter than us. Project Hail Mary posits a new, daring question. What if we are the wet aliens

ah doing ma thing just like god int- (remembers im atheist) just like the universe intend- (remembers i don't believe in determinism) just like noone and nothing intended ever. doin ma thang fucking unpredictable style

I wildly need to know how badly the whole world must’ve shaken when Nicky the most “childish, dramatic, weakest, gayest boy alive” person imaginable tried to lunge at his own parents in a fit of rage so violently that it took the entire security team to hold him back and drag him away from them just so he wouldn’t smash their faces in. was that the first time the rest of the Foxes saw the real monster in him?

Thinking about how Neil thought he was going to die and still wanted to be with Andrew. How he thought his last words to Andrew would be "Thank you, you were amazing" and hoped Andrew would understand that it wasn't just about the game. That Andrew would understand Neil meant I love you.