there there.

not to tell people what to do but as someone who’s been in fandom since i was like twelve, i promise that the only good fandom experience involves limiting your friend circle to, like, seven people. when you’re in a city, you don’t make friends with every douchebag on the street. stringently vet the people who are allowed to influence you. in an age of people and companies constantly demanding your attention and energy, your happiness will grow best like flowers in a greenhouse in a terrible city; a contained, curated space allows happiness to flourish. keep it small and don’t be sorry to tell people to stay the fuck out of your greenhouse.

who up seeking their profane worm

I'd summon twin scythes

really cool

My friend really changed once she became a vegetarian 

its like ive never seen herbivore

I cannot emphasize enough how exactly accurate this is to working in production

rambling about alfred + cults the other day kind of makes me want to write a fic abt him joining a cult. or at least casually mentioning that hes joined cults and matthew going. yuo what. huh

also you should imagine in this scenario that he is wearing those big aviator style wire frame glasses that were popular in the 70s and hes grown his hair out a bit. important for the setting

genuinely yes antonio knocking ppl out w his fists

they should invent a staring at my screen all day that doesnt hurts

Muse, sing to me of this slippery slick

It has come to my attention that slick means something different to me than it does to the general public

Op, pray tell what does slick mean to you

A shrewd untrustworthy person :( like it says on the Miriam Webster:(