Half A Witch

adults: oh silly children with no responsibilities no real trauma no life experience no worries and yet oh so dramatic about nothing

also adults: oh thank fucking GOD i am not in school anymore, i had another nightmare i was THERE again, i woke up in a cold sweat bc i didn't study for my TEST-there's nothing not anything like the sweet relief of realizing that you actually don't have one and you won't have one in a very very long time, i still remember what the hallways smell like, i graduated years ago but i don't feel safe yet

everytime ao3 goes down for maintenance, i somehow forget that i was given warning literally days in advance and my brain immediately starts stressing about our modern day Library of Alexandria

Xisuma is forced to play hit video game That’s Not My Hermit by Evil Xisuma every day

Part 2

> Better luck next time!

Life series angst fics are gonna be so fucking funny now that Joel has won. The Watchers can’t do shit to him bc he’ll just drive away in that fuck ass car. They don’t know how he brought the car with him and they can’t ask. All the other winners got into it as fast as they could. Cleo shoved Grian to get shotgun. Pearl has to sit on the floor. Martyn scrambled into the trunk. They’re gone.

I love how Collector’s and Luz’s magic are the opposite of what you would have expected from protagonist and antagonist!

Collector’s is bright and colorful and Luz’s is dark and deep purple.

His sparkles are white and her sparkles are black!

And both have pinks and blues as secondary colors!

i don't know man, i just wish that we could [suddenly realising i'm coming dangerously close to expressing a real and earnest thought instead of filtering everything through several layers of intangible running bits] blow up the entire world. or something.

reblog if you wear glasses. too many mutuals don't know they have glasses wearers in their midsts