#mortitz

[matarukajas]

i really really really love your posts ;A;" i love how passionate and in love with your biases you are because it makes me feel all happy eheheh i feel kind of creepy now. but your love for your biases makes me enjoy loving my biases too. xD

efwefjkanf!!!

thank you!!! T ___T i always worry i like, ward people off with talking about how i just want to like stick people in my mouth whole or wrap them up in crepes and eat them because like... ??? most people apparently don't do that so that means a lot! that you appreciate the depth and intensity of my feelings because sobs i know i don't most of the time c __c

p3fowefk i'm so glad!!! i hope you roll around in all your biases and love them so much that you're happy all the time because that's what you deserve tbh

(also if you love chen a lot that makes me happy too

let's face it)

[literaturezombie]

FOLLOW FOREVER

Well it's a new year, and as I joined Tumblr this past year I thought I'd make a post mentioning every one of those fantastic people I've found through here in one big follow forever. [In no particular order]

weaboobies -- My fabulous sister, the wife to my grass, the girl who cannot speak icelandic. <3 and Mér finnst lyktin af boltum í morgun.

adramawitz -- She is fantastic and gorgeous and flawless and all sorts of things. And is also watching Doctor Who for the first time and it's quite entertaining.

mortitz -- besides having a flawless user he posts Spring Awakening and hilarious stories.

misterkrillitane

therearethreeflowersinavase

lupinswilly

doktah-what

policeboxinvauxhallarches

leehaeunlovely

dewdrops-on-roses

thisisnotamber

castiel-angel-of-the-time-lords

wellthatsood

jamismyjam

johzcoblainers

youareprettybenedictcumberbatch 

mystolenthunder

wibblywobblytime-ywimey

flightypineapple

minionier

seamuxfinny

redvinesandlexicography

tardisreadyatalltimes

heymatthewwelcometothe60s

[mirrorblueradical]

baaaawhfadhk fluffa mowitz

He had locked himself in his room after his mother's thorough verbal judgement, sitting on his bed, staring at the floor. He still felt numb. He wasn't dizzy anymore, though, that was good...he wouldn't...fall. Next thing he knew he was climbing out of his bedroom window, using the ladder he had set up to carry him down to the ground. He felt himself running when his feet touched the ground, it was a nice night, really, he should probably go spend some time at his hayloft when this mess was over with, it would be dealt with, right--

He found himself at Moritz's bedroom window the next time he opened his eyes, knocking at it and then just making his way in, Moritz always left it open and he wouldn't want to make too much noise. "Moritz--" he whispered. "Are you back yet?"