obsessed with characters who were written for one another. like, what do you mean the reason for my existence is to be by your side? what do you mean our divine purpose is to belong to one another, for better or worse?
oopsie! You got a bit too manic about a creative project too close to bedtime and now your brain is too awake to sleep. One million dead 10 morbillion injured
obsessed with morrigan’s “but she is no immortal. she bleeds. a blade in her heart would kill her like any other, were it lucky enough to find her”. when did she come to that conclusion... how early...