tumblr owl fans: why don’t we get the cool stuff that twitter fans get, why doesn’t anybody respect or acknowledge tumblr fans
tumblr owl fans: OWL PLAYERS REACT TO YOU SHOWING THE BEGINNING SYMPTOMS OF THE BUBONIC PLAGUE IN 1349
actually i have no self control so
surefour: hell yeah!!! wait i mean, oh that sucks does this mean you’re gonna get treated by those goth-ass doctors with the bird masks? do you think i can get one of them to be my gf? i mean, that’s terrible though …
profit: you’d better get the fuck away from me right now Y/N. you are NOT gonna fucking contaminate me. this shit is your problem now. fuck you.
saebyeolbe: *sees the black buboes that cover your body* wow, looks like fucking shit
jake: oh Y/N! this is such a tragedy. alas, why do the good die young… no, i mustn’t say such things. you could survive. you are healthy and strong-willed. you may yet pull through. maybe god will smile upon us… oh, Y/N, who am i kidding? nearly all who fall ill with this terrible disease cease living within the week. to hold on to hope, in the face of this trial, is nothing more than naïveté and folly, and will only bring more pain when our hopes are inevitably proven false and futile. oh, Y/N, this is truly a tragedy! what misfortune has befallen us, what suffering are we to experience in the coming days! what could we have done for god to forsake us in such a cruel manner? …but Y/N, know that i will stay by your side. when the boils cover your body, turning your appearance wretched and monstrous, i will not forsake you. and when you are on your deathbed, coughing up blood, i will be there, to comfort you, or at least to accompany you as you pass from this world to the next. Y/N, you will not die alone. i know this means this terrible disease will pass to me as well. i know this means i will fall ill, and pass away shortly after you. i will die, alone in this world, with no one who cares for me with me to lessen the pain. but you, you will not. i swear to you this, Y/N, you will not die alone.