(my Izzy watching @krakensmaw interacting with @rvngecrew wants to just get up, rotting leg or not, to protect Frenchie cause he doesn't like the vibes)
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(my Izzy watching @krakensmaw interacting with @rvngecrew wants to just get up, rotting leg or not, to protect Frenchie cause he doesn't like the vibes)
[I don’t think anyone is here, but if we are mutuals...like this to plot?]
but also being a toxic fan to defend her is literally what makima would've wanted so i think we're doing her a favor
All my life I felt like there was someone inside of me. Someone stronger and smarter. Someone that people would fear. Now I know who I am. Without him. I am the Riddler!
man thanks god i don't use spotify
broken promises || past thread.
Falling in love was never in the cards for Evan, long ago they’d written off the mere idea of it for them. After all, who could ever love someone like them? But then, out of nowhere, Amycus Carrow had entered their life in a way they’d never expected. It all started with a drunken night, two bodies colliding and in the end, Evan assumed that’d be all. But quickly, it developed into something more, and now three years later, they found themselves once again tangled in Ames’ sheets.
A smile gracing their expression as they rolled over onto their side, expecting to find the warmth of him beside them. But as they felt around, nothing, no one was there. Just an emptiness. Instant fear hit Evan as they quickly hopped out of bed, rushing to the kitchen, desperately hoping they’d be there, with a mug of coffee. Yet, no sight, nothing. Just the front door swung wide open, creaking as the wind blew it back and forth.
Terrible thoughts crossed their mind. The idea of something bad happening to him had always terrified Evan. But who would come after him, here? It was their secret place. They’d made sure of it. But just as they reached for their wand and were prepared to run out the door in search, they heard the sound of footsteps approach.
“Ames?” Evan cried out, still gripping on their wand as they felt their eyes start to well up, hating how weak he made them. “Is that you?” @amycarrow
me: i’m tired i have no energy i want to do nothing
me: MAYBE I’LL MAKE AN ENTIRE EDIT DECICATED TO TUCKER’S GUITARS
I_m actually graduating whoa