This here isn't singing I'm just screaming in tune

participating in dracula daily for the first time as someone who has never read dracula before is an interesting experience because i find myself in the weird position of knowing how it ends, but absolutely not knowing how we get there, and so i find myself still wanting to. avoid spoilers. for dracula. a novel that was published in 1897.

Worth noting that Jonathan says that he "had all along thought" that there weren't any servants. He's not slow on the uptake, he just doesn't write things down unless he can point to some kind of evidence for them.

Mina thinks she's in a period drama. Jonathan is slowly but surely coming to terms with the fact that he's in a horror film

what i miss most about being a chocolatier (besides the honor of gayest job title imaginable) is we had these massive bars of chocolate for tempering that were 10lbs and we had to break them into smaller chunks. by using a sledgehammer of course. i LIVED for that shit

all the other people in production HATED busting them especially at the end of the shift but i fucking loved it. give me the hammer. i can be trusted with the hammer. And everyone did in fact trust me with the hammer because again they all thought it was tedious and painful. me? i was having the time of my life. even if i had to pick up the slack for other people i would be annoyed for all of five seconds before the euphoria of getting to smash things set in. and the production areas had windows too so customers often just got to watch me beat the shit out of a massive chocolate bar. with a hammer. like a zoo animal. i was getting paid to do that. every day i miss it.

No disrespect but I cannot handle the official art with Rincewind depicted as a grey haired old wizard. Every bone in my body knows this guy is a 30-40 year old walking disaster who got kicked out of college and wanders the planet against his will and is stuck in the middle of his life making things up as he goes along (affectionate).

Post that also work from the perspective of the cat.

i need to get off tumblr i’m at the aquarium admiring the fish and my brain goes “posts that make you want to get in the water” what are you talking about. these are live fish in the room with you. what post.