Adulthood is literally just a cycle of spending every waking minute wishing you could go to bed until it’s actually time for bed and then it becomes the absolute LAST thing you want to do because going to bed is the thing that makes tomorrow happen and then you have to do it all over again
The TAZ fandom: But Merle should hate Kravitz for causing him to lose an arm
Merle: Hah, I like that guy
Merle, having just learned he was forced to forget 100+ years of his life by someone he considered a friend: WHOA hey guys, don’t overreact, anyway can I hug Lucretia or would that be weird
Merle “incapable of holding a grudge” Highchurch, greeting the personification of nihilism who is hell-bent on destroying all of reality and who has personally killed him 50+ times: Oh hey buddy watcha up to
Merle, to Magnus, at least once a day: hey armfucker, fucked up anyone else’s arm lately?
what’s the betting that potterwatch was just a radio project lee jordan was doing in his spare time and never actually stopped after the war
“Harry Potter was spotted at the local farmers market today, good choices in produce Harry! Gotta love the organics”
he’s the only reporter harry will talk to other than giving official statements when he has to as an auror
“I’m speaking to Harry Potter today after the long-awaited conclusion of the trial of quadruple murderer Waldorfus Grenoble. Harry, may I ask you a question regarding the trial?”
“Sure, Lee, I have to be back at work in ten but give it a go.”
“What is in the curry you had for lunch yesterday during the recess? It smelled fantastic and I have to know.”
“Thanks for asking, Lee. I’ve recently come across a book of my great-grandmother Priyanka’s notes on her Punjabi cooking and I’ve been trying to recreate her food. I liked that one but Ginny said it was too sweet so I’m making adjustments.”
“Fantastic. Great stuff. Next up we have an update on You-Know-Who’s whereabouts. Not Voldemort obviously– he’s six feet under, it’s been around 2500 days now and he’s still going strong, no sign of him being not dead any time soon.”
“You’re correct, Lee, he’s dead as a doornail and he’s going to stay that way. You do realize you don’t need to refer to your infant daughter as ‘You-Know-Who,’ right?”
“Sophie starts screaming if either of her dads talks about her and we don’t know why. Any suggestions, and any idea where she is now?”
“Oliver was walking her up and down the hallway outside the World Cup Regulatory Office last I saw her. As for the screaming, with James we gave him the miniature dragon from the Triwizard in ‘94 and that entertained him pretty well.”
“You heard it here first folks, Harry Potter thinks dragons are an appropriate substitute for pacifiers! Thanks for your time, Harry.”
“Any time, Lee.”
“Next week’s password is anything that will make our six-month-old go to sleep for longer than four hours. Signing off, this has been Potterwatch with River and the man himself, Harry Potter.”
a lesbian version of dream daddy where you meet seven compelling women in your town, message all of them saying, “hey! it was really nice to see you the other day! we should hang out sometime :)” and then ghost all seven of them due to severe anxiety and fear of in-person interaction, instead choosing to exchange rare sufjan stevens bootlegs with a woman you met in the supergirl fandom who lives seven time zones away
