Arlo Showin’ Up, Twice My Height, To Save Me From Bandits?

if you want me to consume a new media you MUST catch me at the exact moment when the stars are aligned and the air pressure is equal to the current degree of the sun’s peak against the horizon and all the cosmic energies are perfectly unified (aka my old interest is fading out) or i will nod and say “im adding that to my list!” Knowing theres no chance i will check it out

Truly a Margarita Moment

me, wearing nothing but a sheer plunge-neck ballgown that’s plastered to my skin from the rain, soaking wet and trembling with cold and fatigue as i stand outside the entrance to the castle: p-please help me ;) i’m s-so lost and s-scared ;) ;) i have no where to stay for the night ;) ;) ;)

the sexy vampire lady who answered the door, and to whom the castle belongs: of course ;) you poor thing ;) ;) come inside, you must be freezing… you may stay as long as you need to recover from your ordeal ;) ;) ;)

Idk if I'm supposed to do more than one or not, but I got "you read that right: supermarket handholding" Which is pretty good

go find what a fic of ur life would be tagged as on ao3

Arlo showin’ up, twice my height, to save me from bandits?

IAG, ready for Era 3!

Little doodle of an Era 3 design for IAG

i always convince myself i dont sound that weird and then i go out in the world and get involved in anything longer than transactional small talk and its like ohhh thats right ive only been hanging out with gay people who speak in riddles

crossing

Margarita and Chance’s first date! 😍