down by the old main drag

[aria]

Despite the tried-and-true cheering-up methods of dressing snazzy, having hot chocolate, reading comfort stories, and enthusiastically tackling the slush pile, my brain is still having one of those days where I cannot stop overthinking and being anxious about nearly everything. Writing ridiculous fic may be the ticket, but in the meantime, it seems like everyone is having a rubbish November so far, and so I propose:

IMPROMPTU ROUNDS OF MARRY-SHAG-CLIFF! Ask me characters! Ask me for characters! Interrogate me on why I'd ever think marrying x would be a valid life choice! I realize that midafternoon on a Thursday is a ridiculous time for this sort of thing, but hell, this can be an all-day party. Have at it.

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[aria]

DO YOU WANT TO FUCK BATMAN.

Okay, speaking of Batman! Dick, Jason, Tim. :DDD

[feverbeats]

#1 FANTASY

. . . D:!! ARIA. OH GOD CRUEL. All right, no, okay, that's not too bad. Marry Tim (tiny geekboy!), cliff Dick (SORRY BB), shag Jason.

Donna Rose Martha!

[aria]

Oh hmm. I will marry Donna and go on wacky space adventures; I will shag Martha a lot; and I will leave Rose in another universe.

Nine Ten Eleven!

[feverbeats]

Haha, WAY TO BE THE DOCTOR.

EASYCAKES. Marry Eleven 'cause he's kind of sweet, shag Nine (FUCK YES), cliff Ten (SORRY SO SORRY).

Hmm. Ariadne, Chloe, Victoria.

[aria]

ARIADNE AND CHLOE AND I ARE ALL GETTING MARRIED AND SHAGGING A LOT. Victoria is waiting for a train.

[feverbeats]

Victoria is waiting for a train.
*SCREAM*

Also, nnnn, your icon. I think I've finally been incepted into thinking she's hot.