I fucking love Kirishima Eijirou and his stupid sharp teeth and ridculous spiky hair and gaudy animal print shirts and impossible hero costume and too loud voice and his love for vintage stuff and manly things he’s a goddamn disaster and he brightens up my life so much
3. Make it exactly the same as the anon hate except use a homestuck troll typing quirk. It doesn’t matter which one.
4. Respond to the fake anon hate by roasting them for impersonating a homestuck troll.
5. The real anon now has a choice. The can come off anon and prove that you changed their message, or they can wallow in silence, knowing that they have failed to bother you.
Lucretia had definitely had taako’s elderflower macarons before the candlenights episode like they’re one of his signature recipes and she had loved them for 100 years
BUT she also knew that they were his own, secret recipe that no-one else knew so she was like ‘hmm ok if i eat one i have to be sure to react like i’ve never had one of my favourite macarons before, if he thinks i’ve had them before he’ll get suspicious, ok Lucretia just… act… natural’
& long story short that’s why ‘hot diggity shit that is a baller cookie’
Lucretia, mentally: nailed it
Taako: haha the whole recipe is in my book!!
Lucretia: …
Lucretia: this pretense has been wholly unnecessary
*later*
Lucretia: *leafing through a newly purchased copy of taako’s cookbook trying to commit to memory which of his recipes she can and cannot admit familiarity with* okay okay okay this is fine okay
*still later*
Lucretia, sweating: *pointing at recipe for a dish taako made almost every week on the starblaster* hey taako… this looks… good… could you make it??
Taako, drinking a milkshake, only half listening: do i look like i work for free
Magnus: why don’t you just make it yourself there’s instructions right there
god im reading a text about romance fiction (especially targeted at young adults) for class and one sentence in it literally made my brain explode because ive been thinking about this kind of stuff too, how “Many people wouldn’t fall in love if they’ve never heard about it before.” and like…imagine there was no ideal/overaccentuated image of love and romance painted in postmodern mass media….how would we love? would it be purer? more authentic? what would we do differently? would we fall in love at all if we werent constantly being fed an ideal concept of love as the norm in mass media? like what is a natural process of human feelings and what is just a projection of how we want to love and want to be loved based on what we’ve seen on tv and read in books etc? in this essay i will
w … wh … where’s the rest of the essay, op?
if it worked like this, queers wouldn’t fall in love, because we grew up being told it was only a filthy lust that could never compare with the clean true love of A Man And A Woman having a church wedding. we love anyway, and we married even when the state didn’t recognize it as marriage.
i’m not pointing this out to scold you. you had an interesting hypothesis, but it turns out there actually was a control group, so the experiment’s been done.
just moving along like everyone else 