plausible tales

We're all just stories in the end.

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A thing that is weird:

Googling skirt patterns and finding the blog of a grad student who taught you modernist lit.

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Permalink areyoutryingtodeduceme: dear-lady-disdain: refyrolak: Johnlock’s lovechild. So hard. OHMYGOD. HE IS USING A JUMPER AS A SCARF. HE IS TALL AND LANKY AND BLOND. HE IS THEIR CHILD. THIS HEAD CANON HAS NOW BEEN DEEMED ACCEPTABLE IN EVERY WAY. ALSO HE COMPOSES MUSIC BUT THEN ALSO TRIES TO TRACK DOWN PUPPIES (right? Am I remembering right? It’s been years, but THIS IS WHAT I BELIEVE)
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my mother, on trying to size pants

  • mom (singing): Does your crotch hang low
  • mom: ...
  • mom: I guess I can't really finish that.
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I’m going with my sister to archon this year

I’ve never been so excited to hang out with fifteen year olds

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Permalink timelordsassemble: Time may be a big ball of wibbly wobbly timey wimey… stuff. But we don’t want to cause a crack in the skin of the universe either. 
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but my dad is a moriarty fanboy

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my brother is a heartless troll.

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well, maybe my dad understands

  • Dad: Is that Moriarty?
  • Me (lovingly): Yeah... Isn't he cute?
  • Dad: Yeah...