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I'm Jeni, and these are the afterthoughts.

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Drarry, but with a few side ships. I DO NOT ALLOW REPOSTS. My ao3 is jeni_andtheafterthought and you can find my work here with the tag #jeni wrote this or visit my masterpost. You can also visit The Drabbles™ or the Drarry Fairy Tales Masterpost.(avatar by @eleadore and used with permission) This is a sideblog: ask/reply/follow from @inthatmoment-i-was-real

You ever just wake up from an incredibly graphic and realistic nightmare that was a pure psychological horror based on your own personal phobias and trauma and just roll over like “aw shit I got too hot last night I guess.” And then make toast like you didn’t just experience the nine circles of hell before 9 am

WHY THE FUCK DID TUMBLR JUST ADVERTISE A DARK MAGA HAT TO ME

Do I need to remind my fbi agent that I fucking hate that nazi and his sock puppet of a senile, withered, cheeto dusted president?!?!

do better.

remember in 2007 or 2008 when emo was at its peak and gay marriage wasn't legal and so we had boys in eyeliner and skirts making out with each other at the mall in protest. i think we need this again

i know the floppy haired emo boys of 2006 and 2007 are in their late 30s now and perhaps even their 40s and they have jobs in tech and middle management but PLEASE. we need you. we need you to dye your hair black and put your fucking snakebites back in and paint your nails and go to the mall and kiss each other

i dont care that you have a wife if she's cool she'll get it

but the malls are gone... do this at costco

I've literally lost friends, family and a job I'd had for a decade standing up for the trans community.. but i still keep doing it. I'm not looking for flowers but I am here to show you that it can be done.

The worst part of losing your pet is that no one gets it. There's a nuance you can't explain that is so specific to you.

I was talking to my mom after I lost my bulldog, Dresden, and said I felt like no one missed him like I did. I know the rest of my family is sad but I was dresden's person. Everything I did revolved around him. My plans took him into consideration, my travel included him, my routines included him, I bathed him, took him to the groomer, the vet, on errands. He was my child. He was a sibling to the others, or "the dog".

My mom is still grieving her boxer, Caesar. She said, when I had the appointment to have Dresden put to rest, that she prayed to Caesar and told him to come find Dresden. We've had other dogs. But those two..they were different. And no one misses Caesar like my mom does, and no one misses Dresden like I do. No one feels the way we feel. And it is so lonely.

Also, our dogs looked alike but very different. I called Caesar Dresden's tall handsome cousin. Or said they were like Arnold Schwarzenegger and Danny DeVito in Twins.

So, let me guess– you just started a new book, right? And you’re stumped. You have no idea how much an AK47 goes for nowadays. I get ya, cousin. Tough world we live in. A writer’s gotta know, but them NSA hounds are after ya 24/7. I know, cousin, I know. If there was only a way to find out all of this rather edgy information without getting yourself in trouble…

You’re in luck, cousin. I have just the thing for ya.

It’s called Havocscope. It’s got information and prices for all sorts of edgy information. Ever wondered how much cocaine costs by the gram, or how much a kidney sells for, or (worst of all) how much it costs to hire an assassin?

I got your back, cousin. Just head over to Havocscope.

((PS: In case you’re wondering, Havocscope is a database full of information regarding the criminal underworld. The information you will find there has been taken from newspapers and police reports. It’s perfectly legal, no need to worry about the NSA hounds, cousin ;p))

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"immortality sucks because all your friends die" all your friends die anyway. those we do not mourn are those who mourn us.

"immortality sucks because you forget who you are" we always forget who we are. do you remember who you were at four years of age? who you were at fourteen? "who i am" is a shadow cast on the wall.

"immortality sucks because" skill issue. skill issue. skill issue. give me your liver

not a substitute for liver but thanks for offering

The Odyssey but Penelope has been slowly killing off suitors one by one via poisoning and staged accidents >>>

“And then, upon announcing to me that he could no longer stand to live with his love unrequited, hurled himself into the sea… that was the last thing he said to me, the last person to see him before his death... I was helplessly unable to stop this tragedy…”

“You pushed him off a cliff, my lady?”

“Yes I pushed him off a cliff”

Odysseus: so how many suitors are we dealing with?

Telemachus: well there were 108 at the start but they’ve been reduced to 74

Odysseus: oh some of them left? We are still outnumbered

Eurymeus: actually it’s now only 43. Penelope took out a lot more while you were gone Telemachus

Odysseus: Penelope has been killing them?

Eurymaus: well there has been a lot of… suspicious accidents

Telemachus: My favourite was the guy who fell down three flights of stairs and got impaled on two swords in the process

@dootznbootz come get yall juice :D

Look, she's of naiad descent. It's not her fault some people can't swim.

Odysseus, tears in his eyes: That's my girl!

Penelope: He fell on his sword. He fell on his sword ten times.

If u want to write a story about a character that’s just you but hotter with a dark twisted backstory and magical powers and a pet falcon or something, I think u should just go ahead and do that. Who’s gonna stop you? The government?? Fuck the police.

What if someone barges in, points at said character and scream, “Mary Sue!”

Tell them to come back with a warrant

This post came across my dash again and now I am having an absolute blast with self insert hotter me that gets the girls and guys everywhere.

This is the Way

need a permission slip? have a permission slip

I recently gave in and wrote the most ridiculous, nonsensical, self-indulgent fic that I’ve ever conceived of.

I had a lot of fun doing it and it almost immediately became one of the most popular things I’ve ever written.

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