There’s Absolutely Nothing Better Than Reading A 100k Word Fanfic, That Is Until You Remember You Have

precious sweater man i wanna kiss him on cheeks

I can’t believe one of the plot points in Hannibal was that he couldn’t get Will pregnant so he baby trapped him with a teenager? I feel like he could have asked him to dinner before he tried all that.

a mermaid duet, featuring our shining stars laios and thistle

Jonathan “deeply annoying child” Sims autism vs Martin “keeps trying to touch the explosive” Blackwood ADHD

Season 5 Jon and Martin be like

[guy who hasn't realized they're a lab animal in a cage yet voice] i love my wire mother even though her cold sharp edges cut me when i try to cling to her. she provides me with everything i need to survive and to ask for anything more would be excessive and ungrateful. this is my decision. given the choice i would make it again.

biggest mindfuck is the fact that it can be so so difficult to tell the difference between when it's time for "do it bored/scared/stupid but by jove just do it" and when it's time for "if it sucks hit the bricks"

do it scared. do it terrified. do it with the fear of god sunken into your bones. do it with your eyes closed. do it trembling. but by everything, you have to do it

thinking about post nsbu liv using the nickname king. at first it’s just with wendell, dang, usha, and usha confuses her granddaughter talking about king (“grandma, are you talking about the king? like the british one?” “no, no, kingskin” “king what?”) and dang directs people to the register (“king over there can check yall out”) and wendell sends good morning texts (“good morning king!”) and then one day wendell is talking to someone and it slips out—“my boyfriend, king”—and he hasn’t even called liv his girlfriend before, but when he looks over her—his—eyes are big and he whispers, “say that again.”

and she’s still liv. she’s still a girl, she still enjoys her long hair and nail polish and a cute dress when the weather’s right, but sometimes—sometimes he’s king, and he’s not quite a man yet but he’s getting there. and more often it’s both. he’s liv, and she’s king, and he likes to wear cute hair clips that match the pattern of the tie she’s wearing and nail polish the same shade as his suit, and he’s wendell’s girlfriend and boyfriend and friend.

not everyone gets it, but the ones who matter do. paula tells her that’s she’s a lovely young man and dang and her get high and talk about bottom surgery and russell makes him an extra name tag to wear at the video store depending on how she feels that day and helps him with a workout routine.

its her life, after all. you can change your mind whenever you want. you choose who to be.

I thought it would be an hour of listening to screaming and looking at pictures of draculas, but it was so much for frightening than fathomed