tired and cold

some of you don’t seem to realize that In the clearing stands a boxer and a fighter by his trade and he carries the reminders of every glove that laid him down or cut him till he cried out in his anger and his shame "I am leaving, I am leaving" but the fighter still remains

Fingerless gloves are the thigh highs of hands. I will not elaborate

we need more adhd focused whump. we need characters having meltdowns on their way to work because they're so afraid of being late again and not knowing how to explain. we need characters that don't realise they're getting ill because they're barely in tune with their body. we need characters passing out from exhaustion because they haven't had a normal night of sleep in a week and have a bunch of deadlines they thought they could catch up on

*echoing down the hall* welcome back to a gaaaame changer

one of my favorite bits in lord of the rings is something the movies didn't really try to do because it's entirely internal, but sam's carrying the ring and it starts trying to do its work on him, so he's having these intrusive visions of himself marching at the head of a vast and terrible army, and he just starts laughing because, me? samwise gamgee? sam gamgee the general sam gamgee the dark lord are you for real? man i just want to go home and do some gardening. and the ring gets frustrated and it starts trying to figure out other stuff that would actually tempt sam and it's finally like, okay, but hear me out: imagine if you could have...A REALLY REALLY BIG GARDEN

and then he's like, i don't know that sounds like a lot more work than a regular garden actually. why don't we just get on with finding mister frodo