Thinking About A Duct Tape Wizard

I grew up in a judgemental household, and have far too many memories of my mother saying "I just don't understand how/why someone would [insert common human behavior she didn't vibe with]." I heard it so often that my instinctive response to that attitude became--that sounds like a failure of imagination on your part. I may not share a person's preferences/habits/behaviors etc, but that doesn't mean I can't accept that such people exist, or exercise my emotional intelligence a bit to guess why humans might make some of the choices they do.

There is, however, one thing that consistently puzzles me about humanity, and that is how so many people seem to actively dislike spending time alone with themselves? I genuinely struggle to wrap my head around this.

cruel how the world is constantly pressuring me to put on pants i can't thrive in these conditions

Cush Jumbo delivers Hamlet’s soliloquy from Act 3, Scene 1

Dir. Greg Hersov. Young Vic, London, 2021 [x]

How I imagine Jons scars :]

glowing freckles *^*

Troilus and Cressida is the wildest Shakespeare play because in one scene you’ve got the most boring white bread cishet romance of all time and in the next Patroclus informs the whole room he’s vers

Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: Malevolent (Podcast) Rating: General Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: John/Arthur Lester Characters: Arthur Lester, John (Malevolent) Additional Tags: Fluff, Holding Hands, Touching, set before episode 16 Summary:

Arthur, John said again though, voice disapproving and the man was nothing if not stubborn. This is a bad idea. Without really thinking about it, Arthur moved his hand and covered John’s, lying next to his.

“Sleep, John,” Arthur mumbled. “We will worry about what this means tomorrow.” He was too tired for mysteries tonight. Underneath his hand, he could feel John’s fingers twitching slightly, curling inward and touching his own before uncurling again.

In the Dreamlands, Arthur and John find a bed and some rest and comfort.

" You can't wait to sacrifice yourself for this thing, but you know what, I'm going to be the one to bury you. "

spn 1.22 Devil's Trap / William-Adolphe Bouguereau's The Madonna of the Roses v The Madonna of Pietà (source)