mind the mess

not even risking that shit

scrolled past this, re-evaluated my life, then SCROOOLLLED back up and hit the damn reblog button. 

Nope. I know better, have your reblog Madame Zeroni.

who the fuck is Madame Zeroni

Look at these stupid children who don’t know who Madame Zeroni is

☝🏾😂

Man lissen if you don’t know you better ask somebody AFTER you hit the reblog button

Idk who she is but I have an exam today so I’ll reblog her

Because wise, I am.

Oh fucks no she’s back lmao must reblog. I’m sorry guys

Reblogging Madame Zeroni because I would hate for my great-great grandson to get hit in the head by running shoes

the best fanfiction you've ever read was written by a woman in her 40s before she made dinner for her kids. it was written by a teenager after school when they should've been studying for a history test. and a barista came up with the idea while they cleaned the espresso machine and busser fact-checked it on their break and the post-doc edited between writing grant proposals and the nurse apologized for typos in the notes after a long shift and behind every drabble and one-shot and multi-chapter fic there is a person with a wonderful and interesting and chaotic life and it is such a privilege that we get to be apart of it because they decided to do this thing we all share, for fun.

the eight-year-old telling star wars mary sue stories at sleepovers the twelve-year-old filling notebooks with harry potter self-insert for her friends during math class the thirteen-year-old with her back pressed against her bedroom door while she feverishly scribbles the angstiest ending imaginable on the cowritten sailor moon fic that her friend is going to joss the second she gets it on the morrow the teenaged target cashier writing zutara on the back of receipts people didn't want the college grad sitting on a futon in her first apartment, regretfully writing one (1) glee drabble because she just can't help it the high school teacher filling up her friend's gchat log with fenris fic the newlywed sitting on her couch alone and sobbing onto her laptop as she processes her husband's deployment through shepard's eyes the newish mom wearing a sleeping baby on her back and rocking from foot to foot while she fills up post-it after post-it with jester and caleb the homeschool mom sitting on her bestie's couch and finally having a chance to unleash brittany the breton's feels about stenvar the newly working mom sitting on her bestie's couch writing elarwyn/gale in her bestie's tavstarion verse in exchange for help with said work the almost-forty mom breaking 100K for the first time ever on a veilguard fic that started with waking up from a dream and desperately writing down the plot hook before the kids came asking for breakfast and picking it up again after a month and a half of crazy lifeness, on the day when her eleven-year-old tells her, "I like to imagine stories I've read, but to put myself in them, too."

like talk about meant to be

hey no one is going to stone you or throw rocks at you. make the post, we wanna see it.

lowkey...dex having u in a tight headlock & rubbing your clit with his favorite pistol

pro-tip: your blog is about you. be self-indulgent, self-absorbed, and self-possessed. go all in on your obsessions. this is a work of self-expression, a living monument to your heart.