In my life, I have identified four components, which I call tempers, from which are derived every human soul. Woe. Frolic. Dread. Malice. Each man’s character is defined by the precise ratio that resides in him. I walked into the cave of my own mind, and there I tamed them. Should you tame the tempers as I did mine, then the world shall become but your appendage. It is this great and consecrated power that I hope to pass on to all of you, my children.
CORB with Oxizzz! There’s nothing quite like some hurt/comfort. And we all know they need some comfort. Be sure to check out his fic when it’s up- it’s so so good!
I only have time for a quick doodle cuz finals stuff but i can absolutely see these kids fake crying on television and giving out gabes phone number to fuck with him, I absolutely can
