Someone you know could be fighting a battle you could never imagine. For example, they could be a Wheel of Time fan

How are my sweetie pees

I Said How The Fuck Are My Fucking Sweetie Pees

when the characters never really make peace with it

longhorn sheep looking through a window, 1981, linda mccartney

i've been phasing the phrase 'google it' out of my vocabulary and going back to 'look it up'. fuck you youve lost your generic trademark privileges

given the current climate this pride especially i feel i must mention that i love my trans friends, i stand with trans people in the fight against transphobic legislation and those who would enforce it, and this blog is not a good place for you to be if you do not vibe with that

it’s so special to me that so much of fan culture is textual analysis for the love of the game. like thank god there are people in my phone who are also thinking about this thing i love so much that they are writing transformative fiction as character studies and setting clips of the show to music with theme-relevant lyrics and writing long text posts analyzing every line of dialogue like!! yay!!!

see unfortunately I have this condition where if I am not explicitly told that I am a part of the ingroup then I will assume I must be part of the outgroup

we kill the bat man

Every time someone comments on my old fic, i feel like I'm an old actor getting paid residuals. Appreciate you, old-fic-commenters. Key source of emotional income, tbh.

It’s important to me that my nonsense remain high quality

Lino-loon!

"who said that" is a powerful spell that casts a defensive bubble around your most vulnerable thoughts