Where Every Scroll is a New Adventure
me: i can't be autistic!! i don't have literal thinking and i'm great at understanding figurative language
also me when i was younger: this song is called darkside so if i enjoy it that means i must secretly agree with it and if i agree with it then the spirit of alan walker will evilise me
I posted about this earlier today but I discovered to my horror that the post didn't show up in some tags for whatever reason. I'm guessing I said something tumblr didn't like.
So trying this again and hopefully I can stop bothering you lovely people with it. I promise I wouldn't have been this annoying about it otherwise.
To not repeat myself too much, I wrote a Light Fingers fic revolving around the concept of Poor Edward buying nuptial phantasies of my PC, Emery. It's a very short 3 part fic that is mostly domestic fluff but with a very creepy undertone lurking beneath the surface.
anyway i love matt murdock, he’s a lying hypocrite with zero healthy coping skills and even less capacity for honest emotional relationships but goddamn it i love him
MF be like "Leandros should have gone to a chaplain or libarian and handled his suspicions of Titus in-house", and you know what? I get that. There's precedent for it. I remember reading about this big incident at the end of the Great Crusade where space marines handled suspicions of heresy in-house. I don't quite remember the name. Something starting with an "H", I think.