this is so weirdly specific but years ago, as a naive teenager, i wrote the beginnings of a fic that had helga set as owning her parent’s old house && i remember so vividly that i got a comment that said owning a home at 25 was wildly unrealistic.
so i made it my life’s mission & there i was a homeowner at 25. heheehheeh FUCK UUUUU. that’s dramatic i’m kidding bUT i am fueled by mac & cheese and spite. someone tell me i can’t build a rocketship please.











