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Dedicating this one to Beck, who just finished the game and wanted the Wyllach content <3

And testing out using my neocities to host stuff since cohost is officially dead (RIP to a real one), you can see this uncensored on the adult section of my site.

Oh wow, they made him sound like such an old man.

“characters in fic are too good at identifying scents” is officially an “his eyes did not literally darken” level of complaint to me now like it’s about the drama it’s about the romance it’s about atmosphere it’s about taking you to a heightened version of reality!!! please suspend your disbelief at least enough for vibes-based sensory descriptions it will be So Worth It i promise

what if they got married or whatever

your stitches are good, but not the best - your hands are twitching to the beat of your heart. but they're going to be perfect soon, whether you want them to be or not.

Daily schedule:

Wake up on the problematic side of the bed

Eat a harmful breakfast

Log onto tumblr and reblog posts from abusive mutuals

Attend narcissistic classes

Watch an irredeemable movie

Listen to offensive music

Eat a cancelled dinner

Go to sleep derogatorily

Have dreams that will have aged poorly by the time I wake up

I say this with love and on the verge of a nervous breakdown from watching beginner cooks who don't know better yet: ALWAYS turn your pot and pan handles in so they aren't hanging over the edge of the stove

even if you don't have children or pets who might hit or grab the handles, it just takes one moment of it catching on your shirt or your hip bumping it in passing to send a bunch of hot food and oil right at you

“On dysphoria, on attraction to men, on noticing the details that make them so alluring, and on the acute awareness that you lack these things.” by Raphael D.

what the fuck makes phone apps so cocky as to send me notifications telling me to use it. my grocery list app straight up went "you havent made a list in a while! 🙂" are you out of your fucking mind. you are a program. why are you speaking to me like youre my equal. i could replace you with a pen and the back of a receipt. idiot. i kill you now

imagine a skeleton. obviously this is already blowing your mind. now imagine he had a gun

[guy who has been waiting all his life] bro what I need to do is find the opportune moment to land a single perfect strike, like I just need the perfect timing to pull off one direct hit and then the problem would be gone forever, boom, like it's insane how easy it'll be once the circumstances finally align and the hour is right, you guys have no idea,

I hate people who call me. I don’t have a phone so you can reach me, I have a phone so I can read fanfic on the bus.

literally so fucking embarrassing to have a favorite character bc it will have you sitting there thinking things such as "omg he experiences the 5 senses" and "omg he wears clothes and feels the texture of them on his skin" and "omg he eats food and tastes it" and "omg he sleeps with his eyes closed in a bed with sheets" Like be honest should i just kill myself at this point

hahahahaaaa get safe and cared for, idiot

from that day on I was his

*Taps devnote Sign*

These lines occur when Origin Karlach meets Astarion in the woods in Act 1 for his first romance scene, and they figure out what to do since Astarion cannot physically touch Karlach.

two days until october. time to actually finally start working on my kinktober fics lol

whale fall

new game plan called shield yourself at all times and never let anyone in . this will have no repercussions

Are you alright, Wyll? You've been through a lot - I'm here, whatever you need.

in horse world they diagnose you with Suspiciously Chill Disorder if youre not extremely anxious all the time