Nothing Is More Fun That Creating OC’s Who Have Relationships With Characters That Would Need To Be

I need everyone to understand that any time I ship a m/f couple it is in an unmistakably queer way. Never once have I shipped a heterosexual m/f pairing, you understand.

I don’t even go here but this makes me want to become physically violent

This is the face of a man who has no idea

That he’s about to become a single father

how did it end on book four. Why are we all gluttons for punishment.

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I’m afraid for my life

When Daniel Howell started opening up about how much he hates shipping culture surrounding his relationship with Phil, but I never did that shit even as a kid so I get to watch people getting shamed for their fucked up behaviour

FUCKING ASH AND EIJI *eats a sink*

I could fix him. I could make him worse. Good for you. I could gently take the weapon out of his shaking, blood-soaked hand and hold him until he finally believes that he doesn't have to be defined by all the ways the world has hurt him. Then we could ruin the lives of everyone who has ever treated him like he's a monster who doesn't deserve love.

there are few things that bring together jaded thirty-somethings and eighteen year olds high on caffeine and lean, but I think the one (1) thing that does is 30/90 by Andrew Garfield. Like

36 year old man with a mortgage who gets an uncomfortable feeling of dread in the back of his throat when he sees how the things he loved as a kid are now relics of a dead past: Gettin’ older sucks, huh?

18 year old kid, shaking from adrenaline high and terror, watching as the blue ‘one’ and ‘eight’ candles on their cake burn down to piles of wax because blowing them out will make it Real, and they’re suddenly on the verge of tears because they’ll never be small enough to cry on their mother’s lap again and they can’t play in the mud anymore and they’re being thrown into something grey and void of rest, knowing that the years that they can spend getting drunk and spraying graffiti on buildings (already a failed attempt at prolonging youth) are running out like grains of sand in a relentless hourglass: Yeah :(

I just saw a fanart that looked a little too much like a fanfiction I wrote when I was 16 and orphaned recently, and it’s definitely not a fanart for my silly little fanfiction that never got more than ~800 hits, but it was so horribly similar that for a moment I could taste the ink-blood of my creation, my child, choking me to death.

I accidentally used self raising flour in lasagne last night instead of plain flour and, in a fit of anger, my dad yelled ‘WHY DON’T YOU GO AND EAT SOME OF THAT AND TELL ME IF IT’D MAKE A GOOD MEAL’ and he was only saying it to be a dick but I am nothing if not a pedant so I have resigned to eat this entire lasagne. I’m on my third bowl and it’s so bad but I am determined.