It's got the rats!

It midnight (Hears clock strike twelve and my laptop turns back into a pumpkin)

Hey it's not showing up in the rbs for some reason but this is the continuation!

This is so American I could CRY

*turns my attention inwards* mmmmm. no *turns my attention back outwards* oh god

When we learn something we should’ve known already or that everyone supposedly knows my family and I have taken to saying “well you’ve gotta learn everything for the first time at some point”

it's not a cuck chair it's for our exorcist

that being said I'm not actually always opposed to conflict free fluff I am just opposed to the characters having their claws filed down for it. you can stick them in a coffee shop au it should just still feel like you sat the two worst most insane people on earth in a starbucks

the point of fanfiction is to write something so self indulgent that nobody else has thought of it before or cares

i loved this poem so much that i memorized it and to this day i sometimes mutter it under my breath to keep my welding tempo even

I find myself reciting this poem to myself every time I’m in the woods and the ring-neck parakeets are going off… No idea if these are the green parrots the author meant, but it’s very apropos.