I Am A Little High But What If People Proposed With Beautiful, Intricate Knives. Ladies Would Gather

mike: el broke up with me :( what do i do now

will:

I honestly think…the best thing for the Lunar Chronicles would be if it were a Netflix animated series with amazing animation like Avatar: The Last Airbender, Voltron, or some of ya’ll fanartists out here on Tumblr. Not a movie franchise or live action TV series. It’ll allow the series to push boundaries without the worry of it turning into the Mortal Instruments on what….Freeform? And it’s horrendous movie edition. Ew.

Can we start making our case to Netflix or…?

Finally started watching Succession and the way I never even knew they HAD an older brother even though I’ve seen about every spoiler for the show is so unbelievably hilarious

I will not be accepting criticism at this time.

Why are we silent???

I’m thinking of writing a fic about Arthur actually running away to live with merlin on a farm, including

-small house in a big forest

-arthur learning how to farm, actually enjoying it but not wanting to let merlin know

-having to hide from Camelot patrols

-gwen is the only one who knows where they are, but can’t visit because she knows morgana or uther would have her followed

-nightmares in daylight, reminders of an old life, swords underneath the bed and spell books in the closet

-arthur naming the chickens and trying to ride a sheep

-arguing about who’s turn it is do the washing up

-trying to forget why they live alone in the forest and knowing exactly what would happen if they went back

-day long treks to the closest village

-peals of laughter that deer cock their heads at, the smell of soup filling the kitchen with a rich, salty warmth, fire dancing in the grate, merlin constantly humming

-a fire breathing cat

-indecision–is it worth going back??

-druids

-arthur watching merlin slide effortlessly into this life, wondering how the fool he’s known for so long is now teaching him how to survive

-magic, magic everywhere

-bursts of happiness, the smell of wood burning, bright glints in dark hair, weak autumn light, love, warm skin, glowing stars

Just wondering if anyone would be interested in reading it if I put it out there?

When people say for the girls and gays despite being both a girls and a gay I feel I am not invited to this party

Everyday I wake up and think I need to dress more like Mickey Milkovich