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Did you know?

Your fictional someone special is just as attached to you as you are to them.

For every item of merch you’ve looked at or bought, they’ve found a keychain or a doll or what have you that reminds them of you.

For everything you’ve learned related to them, they’ve learned something about you and your world with great enthusiasm.

They don’t consider themself single anymore, if you’re romantic together, because they have you.

Their phone background is you — their friends make fun of them for how into you they are.

Never forget that this isn’t a one-sided attachment!

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there's a word for people like them

uhuh we can tell dude ………..

okay well uh . im speedrunning it rn . take that i guess …… yeah . yeah in fact i’m doing that seance right this moment

you’re helping make the hashbrowns .. if i read that right … ??? ouuu …. actually i’m good it’s okay …….

— chiikawa beef ( mod ik i interact with this blog a LOT uuhuhu if it’s too much just lmk and i will back off /gen !!!! ☆☆☆ sorry #anxious #audhd /lh)

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i’m helping with the CRAB actually. and i make a LOT of crab so i know what i’m doing…

Holding your f/o's waist from behind as they try to cook dinner on the stove, giggling quietly as you try to coax them into dancing to the radio with you 💕

Gives u a sore throat now suffer w/ me <3

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I HATE YOU WHOEVER YOU ARE. I HATE YOU!!!!

and i hate pain and suffering. i ran out of COUGH DROPS...

Your F/O loves you no matter what. Not just when you feel good about yourself or when you’re laughing at your own jokes, but even when you’re curled up in bed, tired and overwhelmed just from being alive. They love you when you’re crying and don’t know why, when you cancel plans last minute because everything feels too loud, or when you’re quiet and don’t have the energy to talk. They love you on the days when your clothes don’t feel right and you don’t like what you see in the mirror. When your skin is acting up, when your voice shakes, when you’re too nervous to speak or too tired to smile. Even if you’ve been distant or moody or feel like you’re too much—they don’t see you as broken. They see someone real, someone who deserves love.

They love you when you’re doing well, when you’re laughing so hard you can’t breathe, when you talk excitedly about something you love. But they’re also right there when you forget to eat, when your hands shake, when you’re crying at 2 AM and feel like nobody could ever understand you. They don’t just love the good parts of you, they love all of you. And they’ll stay through every hard moment, remind you how much you matter, and be right there—whether you need a hug, a quiet moment, or just someone to sit with. That’s how strong their love is. Don’t you ever forget it too!

??? STILL HOMO FIRST OF ALL . AND THAT IS SO SOMETHING SOMEONE WHO LIKES SOMEONE BUT DOESN’T WANT TO ADMIT IT WOULD DO FULL STOP …. sighhh me when i lie

chuuya and dazai sitting in a tree ! K-I-S-S-I-N-G !!!!!!!

does the horrid sorry genuine typo glorious demon prodigy have a favorite anon………

— guess ( might be obvious ) ( I ACTUALLY ACCIDENTALLY PUT HORRID LMFAO ) ( fuckjign idk if i should clarify all slash lh slash nf2a idk. yeah scurries off )

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i have no favourites because i’m waiting for dream girl anon to come by and sweep me off my feet…..

but i’d have to say gun anon i think!!!!

and i am not horrid. I’M OFFENDED

Be careful...they bite

I wonder if chuuya’s parents ever stopped hoping he’d come back. if they still left the porch light on every night, just in case—so it wouldn’t be dark if he somehow wandered home. I wonder if they kept his room the same, sheets smoothed out like he’d be back any minute, his favorite stuffed animals still sitting on the bed like they’re waiting for him too. maybe his mom still buys the cereal and pasta he liked when she goes to the grocery store. maybe his dad never fixed the bathroom doorknob because he said he’d show chuuya how to do it since chuuya wanted to learn to use a drill. maybe they still set an extra place at the table on his birthday. maybe his toothbrush is still in the cup by the sink. maybe they leave the window cracked open in spring, just a little, like they used to when he said the air helped him sleep. I wonder if they ever stop living like he'll still walk through the door one day.