But What Even Is Normal

Edwin asking Charles “what’s a handjob?” is my version of what would kill a Victorian child.

I fear that I cannot exist as I am. That I am simply a husk of a body. My feelings exceed what my body can hold. I’ve tried to extend my body but the feeling grows quicker than the body can endure.

reblog if you hate the current interior design trend of painting everything white with hints of grey or black. ignore if you have no taste

Are you trapped on tumblr right now?

Is there something you planned to do before you got trapped in the endless tumblr scroll?

Are you yelling at yourself to get up and do the thing, but you can’t, because you’re trapped in the endless tumblr scroll?

Consider this your save point.

Put tumblr down, stand up, stretch, and go do the thing you planned to do. Future you will be incredibly grateful.

i do think lisa having an easy time understanding creature because she herself was mute was an amazing detail and incredibly romantic

this is cinema. to me

We've all heard about the "can I buy you a drink?" bar flirting trope.

But this is Tumblr.

And I'd bet good donut money that we're more likely to spend time in a bookstore than a bar/club.

So without further ado:

The forever question you have to ask in wlw relationships. Are the sparks between us because we like each other or because a sprite is trying to kill you?

i really thought there was something between them at first lol

Reblog In 5 seconds for good luck

and if one of my mutuals thinks some random character i’ve never heard of is gay well then they’re right