it’s not a symptom, it’s a love affair!

los campesinos is quite funny as a band because the lyrics and song concepts are really quite dumb and goofy on paper but they're delivered with so much charm&chutzpah that one cannot stop themselves from being delighted

what is your eye color. what is your favorite color. what is the color that appears most frequently in your wardrobe. what color is your favorite blanket. what color is your water bottle.

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im not doomed im just narratively challenged

highly recommend: making that character’s mourning WORSE!!!! make them play pretend with that corpse. make it seem like they’re moving on until they start telling the new person to start dyeing their hair the color of the person they lost and start calling them their name to make it clear that they’re hanging out with this person now to try and make them into the old one. make your grieving character put people in the same situation the person they’re mourning died in and have them hope they die to prove it was unpreventable. make your grieving character put people in the same situation the person they’re mourning died in and have them hope they live to prove that it wasn’t doomed to happened. make your grieving characters actively harm the people around them and the memory of the person they lost. I love you morally dubious grieving characters

Have you ever loved anything?

something has to be done about mormons this cannot continue

something has to be done about mormons this cannot continue

I held him, crouching there in the snow, while he died. They let me do that.

Ssrin at the turtle buffet! What an opening scene for a book!

Ssrin is from Seth Dickinson's si-fi novel Exordia

tain hu/baru is geashade. aminata/baru is both caryatasis and preyjest. baru and iscend are in serendure. baru is in platonic rath with apparitor and two different sorts of hesper between iraji and ulyu xe. and of course she's moirails with tau-indi

every day millions  of  fish r violently wripped from the ocean by birdkind and as they die they exoerience such transcendent altitudes  their brains level up like crazy

Christmas 1993, pencil drawing in my grandmother’s copy of The Winter Prince.

normal british family