“Sirius couldn't let go of James' body. Even though he knew they were looking for him. Even if he knew there was nothing he could do. That day the best part of him died. No, not only the best part of him, but also the best part of that messed up world. If at dawn the sun had not risen, sirius would not have blamed him. How could he?”
around when I first started dating my boyfriend i bought myself this novelty blanket that looks like a photorealistic tortilla because I am SUCH A SUCKER for novelty shit. when he saw it in person for the first time his eyes lit up, which should have been a warning sign for the indignities to come.
so he’s a first responder and his day shifts start obnoxiously early as far as I, a pampered corporate asshole, am concerned. almost invariably when he’s at my place there will be an alarm at an hour that is downright unconscionable that will make him wake up and roll out of bed to get ready and will simultaneously make me burrow under the pillows grumbling about how surely nobody actually NEEDS their lives saved this early in the morning, after which I will promptly attempt to go back to sleep
he is a clever man and he knows this is when i am most vulnerable to attack.
every single time we do this dance, he quietly dresses, packs up, goes about getting ready to leave, and then when i have juuuust fallen back asleep, he returns with the tortilla blanket. He finds it no matter where I have hidden it.
He then creeps silently up to my side of the bed and uses his superior speed, strength, and reflexes to wrap me up in it incredibly tightly while i am still dazed and sputtering, so that i cannot move my legs or arms and am reduced to humiliating halfhearted magikarp flops that do not deter him from at least attempting to kiss my forehead.
then he goes to my bedroom door, opens it, then pauses, turns around, looks at me, the soft human filling of the facsimile of an enormous burrito he has just constructed, and says in his best romantic lead voice “I’ll see you soon, beans.”
you cannot understand how devastating it is to my ego that i am beans.
Featuring Aabria Iyengar as Game Master, Jasper William Cartwright as Thorn Vale, Erika Ishii as Ava, Brennan Lee Mulligan as Tula, Isabella Roland as Lila, Rashawn Nadine Scott as Viola, and Siobhan Thompson as Jaysohn.
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i’m getting the impression that we tumblr users are like a bunch of bees in a box and would prefer if staff left us alone to chill in the box but instead they keep shaking the box and kicking the box and shooting the box with bullets
the only two ways i can categorize height is if i see something tall i go 'woah, big boy man' and if i see something short i go 'hah.. baby man' and idk what to blame for this. anyway wanna hear about the times ghosts have touched my ass