I Used To Hate Using Love Liberally. I Felt It Was A Sacred Word Only To Be Used In Very Special Occasions.

I used to hate using ‘love’ liberally. I felt it was a sacred word only to be used in very special occasions. Now that I’m older, I’ve come to the realization that love should be shared and felt and received with reckless abandon. Love these characters, love this food, love things in the moment, even if they may seem tiny and insignificant to others. I think it makes life a little more soft around the edges. 

MAG156 SPOILERS

Martin: “Will I be coming back?”

Peter: “You’re not going to die, if that’s what you’re asking. But, no. If all goes well, you won’t be.”

Peter: “How does that make you feel?”

Martin: “Nothing. Nothing at all.”

Peter: “Excellent. I’m so proud of you, Martin.”

Martin: “I really don’t care.”

SAY SIKE RIGHT NOW. SAY. SIKE. RIGHT. NOW.

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shoutout to gay old nerdy men with an interest in the paranormal who are in a toxic relationship with an eye god and got manipulated into ending the world...gotta be one of my favorite genders

got a major pest problem this year actually

also forgot to mention it but the sheer amount of SASS from Martin these past 2 season is amazing. he’s gone from the shy, flustered and under qualified archival assistant to straight up sassing literal supernatural beings that could definitely kill him or vanish him away with a wave of their hand.

he is so done and i support it.

“sorry Elias, i can’t hear you. there’s a DOOR in the way.” iconic.