May 23
Why r there genuinely 0 salvis fanfiction in this world
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Why r there genuinely 0 salvis fanfiction in this world
After seeing what song Germany is sending to eurovision this year, I feel the need to say that
A) Yes, we know she won't win.
B) No, many of us aren't sure why the hell she won the finals. The song sucks.
C) Yes, we know we're not getting any points. It's fine. We're used to hanging out with the brits.
D) WE KNOW THE SONG IS TRASH
E) I swear we know the song is so fucking boring
kris i need you to work with me- KRIS PLEASE
As a fan of musical theatre, I truly enjoy nothing better than a well-made, professional, big production of a good/interesting musical. When they’re done right, there’s really nothing like them.
My problem is that, for several years now, I and Finnish theatres as a whole have been at near-complete odds as to what constitutes “good” and “interesting.”
How many productions of The Addams Family does a country of 5,5 million people need, I’m just asking.
I took Mini-koku out on a date at the Botanic gardens yesterday... there’s just nothing I can do to impress this man :’’’D
So I've officially lost a whole bra cup 😶 Which, yay progress but do y'all KNOW how expensive titty holders are? I'm just
"hey uh, don't like, take this the wrong way or anything but...earlier... were you gonna break up with me?" Sans gritted his teeth and mentally kicked himself for asking. Grillby sat up from where he'd been laying with his face in Sans' chest.
"No, why?"
"oh y'know, the whole 'i can't keep doing this' thing." Grillby frowned for a moment as he thought back, then put both hands over his mouth as he gasped.
"Noooo! No, no! Oh my God that did sound horrible. Oh I'm so sorry!" He seemed very concerned, if the way he was hugging Sans' skull meant anything.
"aw it's cool, no harm done."
"I did want to speak to you about us though."
"...oh?"
"Yeah, I got you something." He fished a keychain out of his back pocket, it had a rounded key and a dangling plastic skeleton on it.
"aww, he's a cutie. can i name him?"
"Of course, he's your skeleton."
"comic tragedy."
"That's a font?"
"it is indeed." He was very proud of his little plastic skeleton, he was making it dance across his chest.
"oh, what's the key for anyway?"
"It's the key for the door up here." Sans paused in making little Comic Tragedy dance around.
"oh. wow." He attempted to not sound so deadpan.
"Do you...like it?"
"yeah, yes, wow." He laughed. "i'm just a little surprised. i'll have to make a copy of my key for you."
"You don't have to."
"nah nah, it'll be fun. you can come over and i won't have to get up and unlock the door."
"And if you feel a little too overwhelmed you can just go upstairs." He was so thoughtful, always looking out for Sans. It made him want to kiss him, so he did.
"mwah." He made a smacking noise as their faces pressed together.
"I love you."
"i love you too." Sans cooed in falsetto as he dangled Comic Tragedy around their heads. Grillby's laugh really warmed his soul.
Me, trying to avoid a trope: OKAY but what if I instead swan dove into the trope HEAD FIRST, boss battled them all until I became their ringleader, so I wield its power and become invincible??? If you can’t BEAT EM JOIN EM?? EH??