Icon from a picrew by grgikau. Call me Tir or Julian. 37. He/They. Queer. Twitter: @tirlaeyn. ao3: tirlaeyn. 18+ Only. Star Trek. Sandman. IwtV. OMFD. Definitionless in this Strict Atmosphere.
Everyone’s like, “Oh, I ship Izzy with Lucius,” or, “I ship him with Frenchie,” “I ship him with Ed and Stede.” The only ship that man needs is shipped off to therapy wtf.
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Just because your house is haunted doesn’t mean the ghosts are causing all the weird shit you’re experiencing. Like, yes, be polite to the restless dead, but also check for carbon monoxide.
your carbon monoxide detector died and the ghosts are trying to warn you
The carbon monoxide is what killed them and made them ghosts in the first place.
If there’s one thing I will never understand it’s Lord of the Rings fans wanting to be an elf in Middle Earth. I mean, sure they’re graceful and pretty but they live too damn long and having to witness an eternity of stupidity from the species around them. Like, imagine being Elrond and basically witnessing a cringe compilation of the human race. Nope. No thanks.
I’ve been witnessing a cringe compilation of the human race my whole life. Elrond is not special.
