Jean

I know a lot of you guys needed to hear this 💓

So much BTS lore feels like fanfiction and I can't get over it

Two of the members hated each other at first. They argued a lot and one time, they threw folded clothes at each other and the member who folded them had to come scold them. And now they keep reminding everyone how long they've known each other for. They wrote a song together where they said that "respect is a higher tier than love" and then called each other "my respect."

The smartest member of the group (one the previous two morons btw) didn't know how to tie his shoelaces until highschool. He doesn't eat seafood because he loves crabs. He's a literal geniues and he's so clumsy and such a dork (and I relate so deeply). And that body, guys, I'm telling you. This whole guy was made by a fanfic author.

Their company was near bankrupcy when they debuted. One of the members, who was getting offers from so many other companies, joined this one because he admired another member who was already a part of it. When these two met for the first time, member two was only wearing underwear and member one said "wow, thighs."

Another member came to an audition, not to audition himself but to support a friend. He was the only person from that audition round to get in. The friend did not.

Another member, who was studying to be an actor, was street cast on a bus.

One of them lost confidence and tried to leave before the debut, but another convinced him to come back, because they "needed him."

The whole industry hated them when they debuted and now they're arguably the best kpop group worldwide. (Arguably, read: argue with the wall)

(Add your own pls, I want to make a collection from this)

dogcoded characters where they're loyal because everything else has been taken from them and they're desperately clinging onto any sense of purpose or meaning they can grasp. dogcoded because they're willingly made into a pet doing tricks for the ones that own them and they're aware of it all and embrace it. dogcoded where they could be sent to the shelter at any time but feels like they never will, because they're a big strong dog who attacks just right, hurts the right people, and doesn't recoil when they're pet or punished. dogcoded where they obey because if they don't the world is dark and cold and empty. dogcoded where they're trained to move on command, to sniff out downfalls and cracks in strength and manipulate them with their nails, all for the ones they heel to. when will i stop talking

Theory about the creatures from Wild Blue Yonder: when you exist at the edges of the universe and/or a desolate difficult-to-survive place, there are certain forms that are more likely to emerge. That form just happens to be beings who struggle to understand the rules that the rest of the universe, be that dimensions or constancy or psychological complexity, and use mimicking as a method to learn how our world works.

So what I'm saying here is that while the creatures in Midnight, Flatline, and Wild Blue Yonder are not the same species, they have the same tendency to drift towards a category of forms. It's convergent evolution (distinct origin sources developing similar features due to similar survival needs).

It's space carcinization.

‼️cw: blood, horror art

"out of all the grimwalkers, you looked the most like him."

Could you edit another wizard with she/her pronouns please these are hilarious 😂

trifecta of myles pinkney pronoun wizards

What if we were best friends and drifted apart and came together again after you had a kid and together we contained the whole wealth of lived and loved experience and you survived what should kill you by letting it go

trick or treat! some spooky halloween icons for the erasermic family!

The coffee theory but it’s nothing to do with drugging or anything it’s just the Metatron subtly making Aziraphale aware of exactly the choice he needs to make. Coffee or death. Come back to Heaven or death. You can choose Crowley all you want but the consequences will be retribution that may destroy you both.

“Does anyone ever ask for death?”

It’s currently 10:30 pm rn and I feel liminal. Like that space where you aren’t really bored but don’t have anything to do, and it just feels like night? That’s where I am rn. I wanna talk with someone, preferably a stranger.