More On This Fic Because QuirkCire Commented "Theo Fanboying Over Yor And Twilight Mistaking It For Interest

almost every person i know bathes/showers in the evening while i do that in the morning, i’m curious which is more wide-spread so please reblog with tags saying if you take a shower/bathe in the morning or the evening

I have a type:

Dark haired, intelligent, emotional, psychopaths

no bc i genuinely forget that he's dead. like wdym you miss liam??? he's probably just busy woodcarving and'll be back in a few hours

One of my favourite things about the Fourth Wing/Empyrean fandom is that we all post like Liam is still alive. Incorrect quotes? Yep. Fan fiction? You got it. Headcanons? Of course he's making an appearance. Those TikToks about how various characters would dance at a club? He’s there.

It’s like we all collectively agreed he didn’t die and completely refuse to acknowledge it, except every once in a while someone makes a post about how they’re still traumatised and like twenty people reblog with “me too 😭”.

this is just my unprofessional opinion but fuck all that shit

you're allowed to discuss and work together, reblog for a higher sample size or something

You have 1 week, good luck!

How old were you at the lowest point in your life? Reblog this and put it in the tags, plus your current age maybe. I'm trying to see something.

There's this café/bakery where I live and I always order a sweet french toast for breakfast and the waitress doesn't even need to ask me what I want anymore. She also keeps an eye out for me and notices when I haven't been there in a while. It feels nice to know that the staff look forward to seeing me and that they know I'm not going to cause a scene or anything, they also know that I tip well :) Idk, I like being a regular.

Starving to death this morning because ive been to the new local cafe twice this week already and if i go a third time ill look desperate.

A word I needed

When Adam bit the apple he did it because he trusted Eve. Because he loved her. Adam bit into the apple because the woman he loved told him to, no matter what God said. No matter the rules of heaven. What’s heaven to a woman’s love anyway? What’s God to your wife? The first sins of humanity, were trusting others. Eve trusted a snake, Adam trusted Eve, and I trust you. Maybe that’s a sin, just like the first couple. Maybe everyone’s right about us and we’re sinners and we offend God. But like I said, what’s God to a woman’s love anyway? What has heaven got that I can’t find sitting next to you on a cool autumn morning?

*points at a Gnashgab* Look broth'r! There's thy equal.

Do y’all think siblings in medieval times would look at the little beasts in illuminated manuscripts and point at each other like ‘ha! ‘Tis thou!’