23 | She/Her
I don't even know what this blog is anymore. I've been at this since I was fifteen. I have severe OCD. I write. I'm a teacher who happens to be a Millennial so I'm very frightening.
I make Skyrim mods that you should totally download and play with. Scroll down and you'll find a page that contains links to all of my mods!
You can find my tags down below. I've sorted them.
I am...
...a Creative Writing major
...a crazy cat lady
...fluent in English and German
...a nervous wreck 90% of the time, ricocheting off the walls 5% of the time, bad at math 10% of the time, and crabby 100% of the time
...a geography superstar
...hella asexual
...a meme-loving fuck
...a four FIVE Six seven EIGHT-time winner of NaNoWriMo
...absolutely nucking futs
...Elder Scrolls loving trash
...Yuri on Ice loving trash
...actually pretty friendly once you get through my layers of false narcissism and bitterness.
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You can find me pretty much all over the internet. If you see a Crazylittleloon floating around on some forum somewhere there's 90% chance it's me.
I have almost definitely said it before but by god I will say it again: the funniest possible way to do the whole "fake marriage" trope would be like two people getting married so they can invoke the spousal privilege that lets them refuse to testify against one another in court. a couple of mobsters sweating bullets in a vegas wedding chapel so they aren't compelled to rat on each other when the next heist inevitably goes sour
SIMCOE: [finally gets Anna to touch him of her own free will]
HEWLETT: Surprise, bitch.
ANNA: [completely forgets Simcoe’s existence and runs over to kiss Hewlett]