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”
remember how mulder and scully literally were on tv and people were like ‘oh my god they need to kiss so bad and be in a relationship so bad’ and invented an entire pop subculture about it and called themselves [relation]shippers and now here we are 30 years later and we have teen vogue articles about who ships taylor swift ewith the newest white boy of the month or whatever WHO GIVE A SHIT!!!!!!!!!! what about YOU KEPT ME HONEST YOU MADE ME A WHOLE PERSON I OWE YOU EVERYTHING SCULLY AND YOU OWE ME NOTHING I DONT KNOW IF I WANNA DO THIS ALONE!!!!!!!!!!!! WHAT ABOUT THAT!!!!!