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Stoat in his winter coat, Kodiak, Alaska

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i think it's pretty difficult to tell if i'm lying if you've known me for a long time, and have interacted with me a lot, because then you'd know i have a history of stumbling and backtracking + looking unsure/shifty while answering completely mundane things/truths

i just have a bad memory

all through the day, i want nothing more than to be alone and to go to sleep. all through the night i want nothing more than to not feel like the only one left in the world.

“Days are passing but it’s all blurry to me. I don’t know if it’s 3am or 3pm. Whether it’s a Tuesday or a Thursday. It’s all passing, sometimes quickly and other times painfully slowly. No one has figured it out yet. How numb and empty I am. I wonder if they see me at all... or do they see me like how I see the days passing? Blurry.”

Me Tillie (Kilg0).

slow dancing in the rain while you press your partners forehead to yours, like you’re trying to crash into each other like the stars do, giggling as you stumble on to each other’s feet, laying in the grass foreheads still connected, eyes closed, smiling into the sky itself, content

since i got two of these gay ass fucking reels in a row and got one-shotted by this fuckin one right before i was abt to go to bed i think this would be a good time to share that the central conflict or wtvr of inspiral is that the two of them are trying to keep draco from dying.

yes, draco tries to have the "you need to learn how to act when i'm gone" conversation, several times in fact. good freaking night.

(bonus)

i had to cut a knot out of my cat’s fur. for the first time in his life, in the ten years i have known him, he put his teeth on my hand, gently, a warning, telling me i was hurting him but unwilling to let that message sink in. 

i wonder how many people i have hurt worse than my cat hurt me. how many hands were trying to help me that i turned and devoured. i was so angry, so often, bristling with so many tangles that no knife could slit open. people who loved me tried everything and i snarled at them. how hurt i was when they were angry i was acting out of order. i would find out later their anger at my behavior was just because they were scared to death i was going to explode and they’d lose me and it came out looking angry.

i wish i could be like my cat. to warn that i was in pain, gently. to only lash out with the littlest of teeth. to know that sometimes what looks like an attack is actually a sign of love. but i only know claws, and using the fullest force of my venom to hurt others when they never meant to hurt me. i know logically sometimes there’s pain to pull the glass out. but i can’t stop myself from reacting.

-  There, there

Urgent mental support

I don’t even go to this fandom anymore, I don’t ship dron, and I will likely never read your fics, but the snippets I see of your writing on tumblr are utterly delightful, and it’s a joy whenever I scroll across a post of yours

Keep going dude, this is fantastic

you don't know how much this means to me

sorry to disappoint but there's no murder, unfortunately, though dron murder husbands (while extremely ooc, least likely characters to actually get off their asses and kill someone) would be awesome

i'm referencing these tags specifically:

i too, hate when problems aren't simple enough to be solved by murder, we have to resort to hitting the books unfortunately 😔

random meme of a future scene in inspiral:

ron: i'm glad this experience could bring us closer

draco, feeling lightheaded: blood . . there's blood everywhere . . . [shakily covering his mouth with a hand] how are we going to clean this all up . .

dobby, popping in suddenly: i thought i be tellings wheezy and not-master draco to not be doing anything Fucking Stupid

anyways dobby nation rise up‼️