she/they. scorpio. gryffindor. call me martina, i guess! my blog is split into four things: cool art, cute animals, political commentary, and any fan content I think is cool or makes me laugh. if any of that appeals, shoot me a follow
kipperlilly hates being an npc because she wants to be a pc, caramelinda hates being an npc because she doesn't want to be in a fucking dungeons and dragons game
I mean this woman likely watched her son livestream his own death a couple months ago. And at around that same time learned that the reason her husband is dead was because his friend got him murdered
anyway i know we’re all on about Kristen setting Yolanda’s and Lucy’s souls to rest, but can we appreciate her looking at the forest behind Aguefort at fuck-off-o-clock and turning to Fig who’s never really been religious but is trying and saying ‘hey this? this whole thing? being in the woods at night and a little scared because it’s fucking scary and continuing to go anyway? this is cassandra’s whole thing.’ like she was born into the Heloic faith. no one ever sat her down and asked if she Vibed with it, she was just expected to. But Kristen knows Cass and she’s a good friend who wants Fig to know what she’s getting into and when she responds positively that yes, this is her thing, she gets excited because somebody else finds beauty and meaning in it. Cassandra’s dead, so somebody else has to be the champion of the night, mystery, and magic. And Kristen does it.
You mentioned you like Stephen Fry! Be wary, he is a Yid and he is only friends with you to extract wealth, which is the primary objective of a Jew. He may seem nice to you but in reality all he wants is more sympathisers and your money. You can't trust a Jew as far as you throw it. No need to thank me, education on them should be mandatory not volentery. Dirty, evil creatures. Keep up the good work with the books.
Look, this is a bit embarrassing, but I’m afraid that I’m a fully-paid-up honest-to-goodness barmitzvahed-and-circumcised Jew myself. And while I would, of course, like sympathisers and money, I most certainly do not want yours.
the police to my mom: ma'am your daughter was driving 110 mph eating hot cheetos with one hand and texting in an imessage group chat titled “boy pussy” with the other and crashed into the back wall of dd’s discounts and died instantly but somehow her body made its way to the accessories section and we found 35 dollars worth of stolen hoop earrings in her purse
imagine calling out other students for getting an unfair advantage and recognition in school when they’re saving the fucking world and you’re. killing rats and twig blights in the woods behind the school. you’re traveling 40 feet for your adventures. get real