#sldkfjsd

[lichfucker]

I’ve listened to cabin pressure and watched ted lasso so I assume that anthony head exclusively plays rich assholes

[gandalfs-mommy-milkers]

in one month i go see my gf!!!!

[barry-j-blupjeans]

aaa i wanna write but idk what to write

[krayonders]

ALSO can i add that most of the fics with you in it would be either coffee shop or library aus and spy/mafia aus and none of them would be particularly ooc, and then someone would think 'haha you weak fools' and write a coffee shop spies au (the author is bi and cannot make choices, she decided that both is good and fuck you very much to anyone who disagrees). it's already 100k and hasn't been updated since 2017 (extra angsty cliffganger on your wedding day, the people are outraged)

the author is valid. weddings can be a little angsty, as a treat. now the real question: which of the lesbian main characer and the slytherin himbo is my spy partner and which is my fellow employee at the coffee shop?

[a-familiar-set-of-apartments]

(Void anon) *grabs Mara's hand and drags her to the apartments* that one right there *points at journal* and if he's not to your liking I have someone else we can mess with >:D

Mara scrabbled at the anon’s hand, loudly complaining about being touched again before they stopped. She glared at them. “Next time you do that, you’re not gonna have an arm,” she grumbled. The demon looked in at Journal. The sorcerer was pacing around his room, obviously buried in a spellbook of some sort. She tilted her head at him. There was something about him… she couldn’t place… She quietly took note of the apartment’s location. It’d be good to come back here later. Give him something he’s missing out on…

Jumping a bit at the sudden yelling, Mara quickly shushed the anon. “SHHH! Have you never done this sort of thing before?” she scolded, voice low. Her tail twitched in mild annoyance. “Who else do you have in mind? Are they close by?”

[fangorgia]

Tequila anon here to say you continue to give me life

awe thank u babe <3 

[muckkles]

meredithstanard

 HOW MANY YTIMES AM I GOING TO WATCH FENRIS’S...

my husband died

my niece died

[explodingmuffins]

I swear the most difficult damn part of living on my own is fucking feeding myself

it’s this constant battle between what the fuck do I want, how much effort am I willing to put into making something, am I willing to go to the store to pick up ingredients I don’t currently have, and how much money am I willing to spend on the ingredients?

Other problems include not having enough energy to make anything at all and going out and buying food instead followed by feeling like shit for spending 4x as much money on one meal that’s much less healthy for me, trying to eat all the leftovers of some large pot of whatever I cooked before it goes bad, and getting sick of eating the same thing for a week and never wanting to make it again even though I loved it at first.

There’s just this constant daily struggle and out of all the things that I thought would be difficult about moving out, I did not expect this to be the biggest one.