This Is My Formal Request For A Fic Where Ellie Actually Has To Have A Feeding Tube Instead Of Barely

"why do you know that" i am curious about the world around me

"friends wouldn't go to such great lengths for each other" i'm starting to think y'all just don't like your friends very much

"there's no straight explanation for this' but there is always a queerplatonic explanation, you just aren't ready for that conversation yet

Listen to me. Listen to me. Listen to me. Listen to me.

I know there is a lot of discourse (tm) around this right now but listen to me

sometimes you do just have to lie to children.

Admiral Zhao is so one dimensional, it’s genuinely wonderful. Love just watching a grown man whose narrative job is to drive the narrative while making the other antagonist look better in comparison. Every time the show is like “let’s explore Zhao’s deal” it’s always like “his deal is that he sucks hardcore and big time :)” and I think that’s beautiful

actually i experience “body horror” every day. because. um. i have one

Sure, he can do that no problem.

when people mentions r’s name in the same sentence as barty or evan and imply that he would ever spend time with them willingly and he sees these terrible posts and i go and check on him in the jar and find him curled up into a little ball amongst the twigs and the moss with his tiny spindly arms wrapped around his tiny spindly knees and i rap on the jar gently with my knuckle and i say buddy? hey little guy are you alright? because he is hiding his face but then he turns and he is all trembly and his lower lip is wobbling and there are tears brimming in his big brown baby cow eyes and the tip of his big wonky nose is all pink from crying and he hiccups and shakes his head no and i go oh princess. is it because people are telling those lies about you in tumblr? and he nods his little head and his shoulders are shaking and i have to give him a little thimble of warm apple juice to cheer him up. so next time just think about that maybe