#stop brain

[smosh-potato]

Don't fall on Trevrasha

Don't fall on Trevrasha

Don't fall on Trevrasha

Don't fall on Trevrasha

...

I fell.

[phatburd]

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[divinekangaroo]

modern day Lizzie would write the most intense published pornography under her maiden name and make all her money doing that

and she'd be doing the school run in a goddamned hated minivan because there's like six or eight or maybe ten children to wrangle if not more by then and tommy tells her to stop complaining and pile em in the back of a pickup with a tarp over instead if she's so against it and she'd be all how dare you when you drive to work every day in a two seater fucking 1977 fully restored jaguar that the children aren't even allowed to look at much less ride in and john has a motorbike and i don't even get--

and she'd still blush like fire and have to forcibly compose herself when Tommy absently licks spilled whiskey off her fingers at a club dinner or John ties a knot in a cherry stem with his tongue when showing off to other dads at a school kids birthday party

[obeythedemons]

What is it about me being sick that makes me want to cling onto someone like a koala bear...?

[whispering-raine]

I just read 'Inktober' as 'Kinktober'.

My God do I kin Remus.

[youre-only-gay-once]

I’m in my History class, writing about the impact of the lightbulb on the industrial revolution. And what does my stupid brain come up with? The impact of the lamp on the destiel revolution.

[fitofpaige17]

Last night's thoughts

[Me at 2 AM, in bed reading Wrightworth fanfiction]

"Hm, I should probably go to sleep."

My brain: No, what you SHOULD do is write fanfiction for the Ace Attorney fandom!

*sigh* "I'm literally only on the second game. Besides, I have 3 Undertale fics I need to finish."

My brain: You know enough to write some one-shots. Besides, you have fallen down this wrightworth rabbit hole and you know you may never climb out of it.

*grumble* "Yeah, yeah... but I still fully intend on finishing those Undertale fics. Even if I don't become as active in the fandom as I have been in the past.

My brain: stop ignoring the fact that you want to write about either Wright or Edgeworth getting hurt and consoling the other, and also about them hate fucking one another.

*Immediately puts phone down and turns over to cuddle husband* "I'm going to sleep now."

My brain: that's fine. I'll just wake you up at 5 with more of this.

....and so here we are. Its 8 AM, and I'm about to play more Ace Attorney. Because I'm fucking obsessed.