peter and elias are soo funny to me as a villainous duo because one of them dresses like ‘lighthouse keeper’ is an acceptable aesthetic, absolute captain birdseye off the shits, built like a brick shithouse and one of them is a twinky little victorian dandy who still thinks that men’s corsets are in fashion. on a related note, one of them beat a man to death with a lead pipe and shot an old woman three times in the chest and has torn people’s eyes out with his bare hands before and will again, and one of them has to use his gay little mist powers to kill anyone, and this is funny because it is absolutely not the way round you’d think
You want me to fall in love? The thing that killed Martin K. Blackwood?
impostor syndrome is a common problem in academia. For example my colleagues keep putting me in the airlock and ejecting me into space
Mayors should be required by law to wear a top hat and a sash that says “mayor” at all times
sorry can’t hangout tonight i have a garden in another dimension to tend to
idk if anyone's said this before but the fact that tma opens on angler fish is so amazingly poetic. the symbolism of jon being drawn in by the surface level knowledge he thought the magnus institute would provide only to be consumed and swallowed whole by the unnatural, twisted reality? *chef's kiss*
Au where everything is the same but this is the PSU Foxes goalie uniform
in 2024 we will replace the supreme court with r/aita
queerplatonic is whatever those 3 middleaged animal men from ice age had btw. i hope you understand now
Murder on his mind
the Magnus archives is such a mixed bag. because some episodes are like do you feel it? the perpetual loneliness that screams at you through the crowded streets? the fear that lingers every time you sit alone on the busy train? do you understand why you are alone, do you? is it better to be alone and miserably uncertain as to why, or to be isolated knowing what your faults are? do you understand what it is to be lonely? and then the next episode is like, My coworker is having Sex with a Beetle