#circle tag

[glowamber]

Othelia Graf, a small fiery scribe that works for the Circle and values her books and work more than most people. Despite her tiny stature, she packs quite a punch. All she wants to do is cozy up in her library with her dog, Cerberus, and read some old texts. 

(Othelia belongs to me and @ajoyfultrashcollection )

[nachtkern]

redid an old oc! his name is circle and hes a cat. he haunts peoples ohuses and does typical cat things like make weird noises at night and knock things off of shelves.

[strawberry-popping-pearls]

when I was younger I was really obsessed with this show, it was my first real hyper focus that I can still remember. I knew every episode inside and out and I used to do nothing but take in more and more of that show every day for nearly three years. I had to put it behind me when I finally realized no one else cared about it. I eventually stopped talking about it unless others brought it up first. Now, today I was playing with my girlfriend on Overwatch (my current hyper focus), and we had a little chill match going on. It was us, some other random players (one of which was a McCree VA and someone else I’m going to refer to as Trucks). Trucks brought up some old show they used to watch which was on Netflix, to which I brought up an old show I used to love was on Netflix. You can all see where I’m going from here. We started talking about that show, and how I had theories still and ships and that I still loved it. We pretty much took over the match chat talking about it. We ended up even scaring away the McCree va. I know I made my girlfriend upset with that, even if she isn’t saying anything about it. I just. I want to be able to apologize and know if she’s mad at me or not already.

[chaoticeviljeffgoldblum]

I was playing a game

the prize was dinner, and if you didn't know - I. LOVE. DINNER. 

I was in it to win it. My game plan was gold, my war paint was on, and I was shitting determination. 

I was tagged - it's hard to remember the exact details because my anger does a great job of hazing my memory. 

Point of this story is that I'm a huge baby. 

This game will tear us apart, and I am ready to trust no one ever again. 

Thanks Dusten, I am now a ruined person incapable of building another relationship. 

Goodnight. 

Actually, I hope it's awful. 

(not really, I'm sure you're very nice and are undeserving of the brunt of my childishly immature rage. So yes, goodnight)