You Know How Fantasy Worlds Are Almost Always Based On (mostly Central And Northern) European Medieval

Munday guessing game. Can you guess the muns…

Age?

Favorite show?

Favorite movie?

Favorite book?

Height? 

Time they usually go to bed?

Time zone?

Relationship status?

Gender?

Sexuality? 

OTP?

NOTP

Favorite character?

Least Favorite character?

Favorite Song?

Favorite band/artist?

anything else you can think of

i do want to fight g!d, but in a way that’s like. play wrestling with a favorite uncle that’s gotten just slightly unhinged on your part bc he can see you’re pretty stressed and gave you license to go a little apeshit cos he knows he can handle it. im aware this is bizarrely specific but it’s How I Feel.

((Messing around as England = punk England.))

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I'm amused. My bit of good luck this morning passed and within an hour I slipped on ice and fell on my tailbone and hand and threw up and might have to go to urgent care.

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The Tatler, England, October 2, 1907

I LOVE THE YOUNG AVENGERS SO FREAKING MUCH OML I HAVEN'T SEEN THIS I'M MISSING OUT I'M MISSING INFO ON MY BOYS WHAT AM I MISSING I NEED MORE

you know that trope in shows or movies where the evil character is in captivity and starts talking to the Heroes to try and mess with their minds, and starts analysing them going “face it you’ll never be good enough” … “you try to act tough but inside you’re broken” … and the Hero gets really rattled and upset.

well i want a scene like that where it doesn’t work

Villain: “You have a darkness inside of you. You try to hide it, but it’s there–”

Hero: “Yeah that’s the depression, there’s pills for that.”

Villain: “You try every day to make your mother proud. Even after death, it still haunts you. But she’ll never be proud of.”

Hero: “Well yeah, she was an emotionally abusive narcissist, she was never proud of anything I did, what else is new.”

Villain: “You put on a good show, but deep inside I know you don’t feel worthy.”

Hero: “I know, man, I’ve been trying to work on that in therapy.”

Like… give me characters who know they’re mentally ill and traumatised who can’t have it used against them because they’ve fully accepted it

Disney letter! I accidentally posted this on my England blog instead of here, oops, but I'm fixing it now. Okay so it's set in modern day, at least after the Soviet Union collapsed. The picture above is one that I took on vacation. --- Dear Pol, I wish you hadn't had that conference and could have come with me to Disney with America! She keeps talking about how she's sad I couldn't come here sooner but we soon stopped talking about that because it's a sore subject for both of us. All of us, really. But oh, Pol, it's amazing here! It's like magic! America took me to Epcot first. You know that big ball? I went inside the big ball! It talks about the history of the world and it's amazing. It took our pictures at the beginning and then used them to show us our future and it was so amusing. It didn't work right, and it only captured the image of part of America's hair, then my face, not my hair, and a lot of blue that was behind me, so there was a gap between my face and the blue. So a chunk of hair and my face with blue around it and no hair were traveling around space together on vacation. They also had countries! It was so fun because we got to poke fun at England and France and Canada but Canada made fun of her right back at her when we got to America. The two of them are closer than they show people. When the sun began to set we went over to the Magic Kingdom and oh my, Poland. Everything was lit up but the sun was still setting so everything was glowing and the castle in the distance was all blue and everything… it was magical, beautiful, amazing. I wish you could see it. You will some day, I swear. I need to head to bed. I'll send another email tomorrow, I promise! Yours, Liet