god bless b dylan hollis for introducing the phrase “gentles and ladymen” to my vocabulary

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god bless b dylan hollis for introducing the phrase “gentles and ladymen” to my vocabulary
i need whatever that Four guy from the Linked Universe has going on. i would like to be split into several separate entities that are friends with each other. that sounds, if not nice, then at least better than being a single organism.
random thought about the lockwood and co tv show: i love how their hair turns out different on different days. it still looks good usually but it isn't perfectly styled the exact same way in every episode. lucy's hair is sometimes sleek, sometimes fluffy. george's hair stands up or lies down. lockwood's hair sticks up or droops. idk if it's just me imagining it honestly (i tend to feel uneasy about my hair so it's comforting when other people's hair doesn't look perfect) but it's one of the things that makes lockwood and co feel so genuine. like these are actual teenagers going about their fucked up lives and they too just have to deal with however their hair turns out that day.
fighting the urge to make Back to the Future my entire personality
tryna write fanfic and i'm running up against a really weird unexpected roadblock which is
am i...like...allowed...to write this
literally i am staring down a document plastered with the name of the most fanon-heavy character to ever exist (*cough* Harley Keener *cough*) and wondering to myself whether i'm allowed to make him like cinnamon rolls. like what.
i, too, if my best friend were turned into a mouse by a witch, would feed them a bit of cheese and poetically confess my love to them, provided they could not understand anything i was saying. very relatable.
oh no i kinda love Holden Caulfield. my guy moping around pretending he got shot in the stomach is the most relatable thing i've read in a book since Anne Shirley wouldn't shut up.
you never know what you’re going to get with directors notes. sometimes they’re like “please stay quiet in the wings” and sometimes they’re like “more intentionality and urgency with taking your pajamas off” you just never know