
Creator/writer of I Need A Miracle, host of Merely Roleplayers. (Those are podcasts.) He/him.
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Not A Secret Not A Problem But A Secret Third Thing (your Age)
not a secret not a problem but a secret third thing (your age)
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We get caught up in the all-consuming, all-encompassing, all or nothing, "love and freedom can't coexist" emotional extremes of so many of the TLT characters and that's sexy and I love it and all but
We've got to give a thought for Abigail Pent and Magnus Quin.
The only people who were ever simply nice to Gideon Nav, because it doesn't have to be any more complicated than just being nice to someone. Magnus, who kept that dance card corner but didn't build a mausoleum for it because keeping a chokehold on something good isn't going to make it stay. He wasn't a great cavalier but he was a fantastic husband and a good friend. Abigail, who sent the teens back because she was willing to fight at the end of it all, but no matter what's on the line some things are too much to ask. She knew when to say no, when to step down and trust others are capable. Both of them choosing to go into the River, maybe beyond, because endings are good and nothing is supposed to be forever.
I think they resonate more with what Nona was trying to get across than anyone else in that book besides Nona herself. They would've loved her.
every single person on our planet has at least one fictional character that will make them install fortnite
I hate when people use the phrase “what have I done” because then sweet jesus what have I done become a thief in the night become a dog on the run have I fallen so far and is the hour so late that nothing remains but the cry of my hate the cries in the dark that nobody hears here where I stand at the turning of the years if there’s another way to go I missed it twenty long years ago my life was a war that could never be won they gave me a number and murdered valjean when they chained me and left me for dead just for stealing a mouthful of bread yet why did I allow that man to touch my soul and teach me love he treated me like any other he gave m
and they're all Basic
256 waves of procedurally generated girls inbound
imagine a house that loves you but whose architect wants you dead