#talking tag;

[bejeweledmp3]

i am typing this with my heart on my fingertips, but i just wanted to say that chapter five of too old to play (and too young to mess around) is officially up now, and that the epilogue will be posted next saturday. rambles under the cut

AAAAAAAAAAAAAA first of all i have to say that i have no idea if anyone that was waiting for the chapter will ever read this, but if that's you then above all i am so so sorry for how long this took. i have wanted and tried to write this for months, and after so much desperately trying it came out like this!!! i really hope you enjoy it and that it makes you feel anything at all.

i will never stop thanking my darling friend @bisexualgoth for being there for me when i couldn't write a word just as much as he was there when words couldn't stop coming. nat i love you and i wouldn't have been able to write this without you.

i have nothing else to say, other than it would really mean the world to me to hear whatever you have to say about this chapter!!! ok that's me until next week!! AAAAAAAAA

[divrce]

okay so i work in the deli of a grocery store, yeah? and today i got this guy who came up with his two twin children, around five years old. he walks up to the counter, carrying one kid in each arm, and loudly goes "oh, no, i forgot what i wanted!" and turns to the boy in his left arm and, in a perfect blues clues style voice, goes "caleb, do you remember what i wanted?" and the boy goes "half pound of yellow cheese!"

i, obviously, say "you've got it little sir!" and slice up half a pound of yellow american cheese, handing it to the little boy, who looks it over, nods, and tucks it in his lap.

then the man goes "well, we can't just have cheese on our sandwiches. but what else can we put on there?" and the little gurl in his other arm goes "half pound of ham!" so i nod and say "yes ma'am! what kind?" and she points at a random cut of turkey, so her father nods and says "like she said, honey ham!" i cut half a pound of honey ham, hand it to the little lady, she looks it over, nods and puts it in her lap.

then the man goes "now, what should we have for the side?" and the kids both simultaneously start cheering "macking cheese!!!" and the man spins on his heel and marches off, presumably to find the macking cheese.

later, the little boy comes wandering back to the counter while his father looks on and loudly and proudly proclaims that he wants to know where the mustard is. i point him to the correct aisle, he nods, says "thank you mister deli woman" and walks away.

[word-count-bullet-count]

I've been seeing a lot of knight posts recently. pretty great

[sparrowlucero]

like the most politically neutered movie of all time unironically

[astral-scout]

party rockers in the

[whereisthesun]

I HATE MORAL OCD. well i shouldnt say hate thats a strong word. and i dont want to sound like i hate people WITH moral ocd because i dont of course. i just hate having it. but i shouldnt think that, i do like having morals, its just stressful to be thinking about them so constantly and scrutinizing every little thing i do or think. but really thats the least i could do so i should at least try, right? just because i suffer from— no, struggle with moral ocd doesn’t mean i should just stop thinking about things all together, thats not what im saying and i should make that clear, but i

[beebfreeb]

Messaging people for the first time is so hard. What am I supposed to say? Like, "You seem really odd and your blog intrigues me. Do you want to have philosophical conversations or perhaps talk about fictional characters?" What! Whatever. I will just follow you back and stare at your blog with my big beautiful brown eyes.

[kiryuing]

[stemmmm]

bad youtube clickbait thumbnail that reads "I think I just had a therapy session with a DEMON???"

[butchfalin]

the funniest meltdown ive ever had was in college when i got so overstimulated that i could Not speak, including over text. one of my friends was trying to talk me through it but i was solely using emojis because they were easier than trying to come up with words so he started using primarily emojis as well just to make things feel balanced. this was not the Most effective strategy... until. he tried to ask me "you okay?" but the way he chose to do that was by sending "👉🏼👌🏼❓" and i was so shocked by suddenly being asked if i was dtf that i was like WHAT???? WHAT DID YOU JUST SAY TO ME?????????? and thus was verbal again

[dear-ao3]

if you can't fix him, put him in lingerie.

[bejeweledmp3]

Too old to play (and too young to mess around) is officially a complete work, and also maybe the thing I’ve made that makes me the most glassy eyed and proud. I love this fic beyond words, I loved writing it, I love my friend @bisexualgoth who helped me every step of the way. It would mean the world to me if you read it, and so it goes, again and again.

That’s it for now, I think ˖°𓇼🌊⋆🫧🍵☀️

[divrce]

yeah, this is my pet knight, she's a rescue. i gave her a brief act of mercy and she followed me home and sat outside my door to guard me from intruders. she swore her undying allegiance to me in exchange for a gift of grace and now she sleeps at the foot of my bed and weeps when im late coming home. and yeah, she only eats wet food because she's a snob, also.

[rthwrms]

like i was saying

[sparrowlucero]

not naming names but i hate this character design trope