blood is basically the most normal thing for a sword to hunger for. if a sword gained sentience and started asking me for blood i’d be like yeah i thought you might say that
somehow instead of saying “as a treat”, I’ve started using the phrase “for morale”, as if my body is a ship and its crew, and I (the captain) have to keep us in high spirits, lest we suffer a mutiny in the coming days.
and so I will eat this small block of fancy cheese, for morale. I will take a break and drink some tea, for morale. I will pick up that weird bug, for morale.
I’m not sure if it helps, but it does entertain me
sometimes you see usernames you recognize in the kudos of the fic you’re reading and think “ah, yes, you also have excellent taste” but sometimes you see usernames you recognize in the kudos of the fic you’re reading and think “I see we’re both at the devil’s sacrament”
ALT
