reading fics is basically like
- heal what has been hurt
- change the fates’ design
- save what has been lost
- bring back what once was mine
Ranger: “I ready my bow”
Fighter: “I ready my blade”
Cleric: “I walk blindly forward!”
-party’s reaction upon finding a dark, scary, and probably haunted corridor
sten is so fucking confusing but I love him so much every single conversation is just
"what were you doing in that cage??"
"you’re the silent type huh"
"just tell me"
Goddamn right they do
If you need me I’ll be in the bath watching lava on my television
i like to think that hogwarts has a really strong wi-fi signal, but like the stair cases, it keeps moving around. just muggleborns, chillin on their laptops all suddenly stand up together, dash madly to a different corner of the school, and sit down wordlessly like some kind of mind hive flock of pigeons while the purebloods are just so confused
adulthood is not knowing what day it is but knowing you have to work
i had a dream last night that i was working at starbucks and steve rogers walked in and ordered an iced americano and i said “one iced americano for the iced americano" and then i woke myself up by laughing too hard at my own joke