The Way This Is Supposed To Be The Prime Of My Life

i'm perfectly fine except for the problems

I want to be reading fanfic, not writing it. Unfortunately, I want to be reading very specific fanfic which I will in fact first have to write.

Gwyn: How many Illyrian males does it take to screw in a lightbulb?

Azriel:

Cassian:

Gwyn: Three. One to hold the mirror, one to admire his muscles, and one to screw in the lightbulb.

Azriel:

Cassian:

Nesta: Accurate.

me, going from actively suicidal back to passively suicidal again: well, glad that’s over

baby joe being asked about neck -> the crowd chanting it when they won the natty and joe hyping them up