Em. She/her. 20-something disaster. Perpetually wearing found family goggles.
Catching Elephant is a theme by Andy Taylor
Big fan of characters realizing they don’t get to die. They have to live. And grow. And be a person. And deal with shit they thought they’d never have to. And be fucked up about it. I would like more of this. Enough dying for honor or as redemption. It ain’t. You’re just a corpse. There is no moral value in dirt time.
I am curious as to the ages of adults writing fanfiction*. please let me know which age bracket you are in!
18 - 24
25 - 29
30s
40s
50s
60s
70s +
I don’t write fanfiction but I read it and I’m under 25
I don’t write fanfiction but I read it and I’m over 25
*and are on tumblr, this will not be an indication of age of fanfic writers overall, of course
I broke up the 20s as I, in my experience, feel there is a greater distinction between these age groups
please pick the age you are now, not what you will be
there is no “I want to see answers” option as I don’t want junk data
please reblog!
c'mon fandom olds, chime in
When the hell are y'all eating dinner (supper)?
Around 5:00 PM
Around 5:30 PM
Around 6:00 PM
Around 6:30 PM
Around 7:00 PM
Around 7:30 PM
8- damn- o'clock
A TIME NOT LISTED HERE
playlists are truly a combination of the two best things in the world:
1. Music
2. Sorting Things Into Categories
Been left alone unsupervised in Home Depot’s Halloween section.
This is how I get into trouble.
I do not need anymore skeleton figurines. I do not need any more skeleton figurines. I do not need any more skeleton figurines… even if they’ve got plants coming out of their heads.
I don’t need any more succulents.
I don’t need any more succulents.
I DON’T NEED ANY MORE SUCCULENTS
… I don’t need the bat planter succulent. I don’t… I…
…I got the bat planter succulent.
Him home.
writing, in theory: fun
writing, in practice: [unintelligible noises] [sobs] [maniacal laughter] [screams]
what shape are your glasses?
round (circle, oval, rounded shape, etc)
rectangular (square, etc)
a Fun Shape (hearts, triangles, octagons, pls clarify in tags)
I wear contacts (round)
I switch between pairs depending on my mood/outfit (pls clarify in tags)
I don’t wear glasses but I wanna click a button
I don’t wear glasses but should wear glasses and I also wanna click a button
So the thing is, I think that maybe I might be having feelings. Like weird, weird feelings for…pretzels.
Pretzels? Okay. Well, they’re right here…when you want them.
“it’s you. it’s always been you.” but said in a resigned tone. tired, giving into persistent ache, accepting it as a truth. almost comfortable in unrequited feelings, but unable to keep it to oneself any longer