I Have No Plot But I Know Which Groceries These Characters Would Buy: A Tale of Misplaced Priorities
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The writer’s job is to get the main character up a tree, and then once they are up there, throw rocks at them. — Vladimir Nabokov (via maxkirin)
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Imagine Skye and Darcy working together. My god, they’d be an unstoppable force of good looks and snark.
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oh sure, when i finally figure out what i want to do with my life you tell me it’s “impossible” and “starfleet doesn’t exist”.
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concernedresidentofbakerstreet:
If you don’t have Iron Man cutting your blog in half then you’re automatically a member of hydra
*whispers* hail hydra
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imagine ur otp
doing
the forehead touch
now imagine ur otp doing the forehead touch
as one of them dies in the other’s arms
take that somewhere else
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theworldisanapple-youareaseed:
Pregnant Ghost Bat having an ultrasound at Featherdale Wildlife Park
congrats it’s a bat
[delighted bat noises]
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‘Twas brillig, and the slithy toves
Did gyre and gimble in the wabe:
All mimsy were the borogroves,
And the mome raths outgrabe.
–Jabberwocky, Lewis Carroll
*presses the button* *worships the button* *becomes the button*
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