I don't understand how people think I'm unapproachable. I've been standing on this widow's walk staring out to sea for over a hundred years. Everyone in town knows where to find me.
me, vibrating out of my skin : hey can I talk to you about this piece of media real quick? I pinky promise I'll be So Normal about it, like there's no reason to be concerned that this will turn into a three hour long monologue. Like I Prommy that I'm not gonna be a freak about it.
i have used ao3 for a long time but just recently made an acc cause im dumb and since beign on tumblr (im very new here like very) i've read about how important it is for authors to recieve comments so im trying to comment more and each time an author responds to me im giggling and kicking my feet in the air like a 12yo girl
i love him. my squish. my love. my rat boy.
fix it fics save me..... save me fics that give the characters a happy ending save me..........
Well, you know, some bathroom graffiti offers insight.
i understand why people don't like my blorbo he is a complex character and a lot of my love for him comes from how people expanded on his character in ff, not saying i only like him outside of canon im saying that i started to understand him as character thanks to discourse about him so i get people who don't like him/don't care abut him but at the same time im like no no pls u don't understand hes so good i love him so much pls let me explain
i got dat dog in me:
The party will be like, “Steve, you have to tell somebody when something is going on. You never tell anybody anything!”
And Steve will be like, “Yes, I do. I tell Robin .”
Then everybody turns to Robin and ask why she doesn’t tell anybody. She shrugs and says she does, “I tell Steve.”
projecting on characters is awesome [recognizes myself through the other] what the fuck is this shit