regularly cries about the farseers

“She should be at the club” I should be on a quest. With several interesting people

so i think the solution is to give dachshunds a third pair of legs right in the middle

what doesn't kill you makes you overshare on the internet

my tumblr mutuals will take characters from media that is not very good & construct such rich & intricate inner worlds for them in their posts that i will go wow that sounds so compelling let me go check this out….& then the canon character will be like. relatively boring with very little interiority. but that’s okay because sometimes the real character is the one my tumblr mutuals hallucinated along the way….

not my laboratory not my Creature

im not really socially shy or anxious its just that everyone in the world is going to fucking kill me if i say one word over the unknown imaginary limit set on me by myself that i made up and only i would ever enforce

you know i think the Real tragedy of burrich’s exile is that there was no opportunity for patience/burrich fraught griefsex after chivalry died

crossfaded off a block of cheese and an apple waylaying every traveller on the road

NYT connections shpuld have an "I YIELD!" button that auto-fails you upon being clicked and plays a little 16 bit animation of a guy kneeling in front of an executioner and closing his eyes as the axe falls

everyone has one fitz male role model/father figure/relative they carry water for. mines chade

you've been summoned for july duty