I Love Billy And Max So Fucking Much I Wanna Throw Up Die For Them Wrap Them In A Blanket Kick Them Buy

me, logging into ao3 5 minutes before bedtime: WAITER! bring me your finest enemies to lovers!

ao3 tag search function: excellent choice, sir! how would you like it cooked?

me: explicit. with a side of hurt/comfort

ao3: lovely! and may i suggest a drizzle of mutual pining?

me: of course, and can you add a spritz of angst? make it a 100k slowburn for good measure

ao3: coming right up, sir

me: thank you. oh, and waiter?

ao3: yes, sir?

me: make it gay

#bestie beloved blorbo (insp.)

i just miss him so much (he's not real)

straigbt up "under it" and by "it" well lets jusr say, my blankeys

steve needs a break

My honest reaction to doomed siblings:

look at these two characters…wouldn’t it be a shame if they…tenderly rested their foreheads together…

me: listening to a song that came out 40 years before my blorbos were even a thought

also me: how is this about The Character?!?!

I don't understand how people think I'm unapproachable. I've been standing on this widow's walk staring out to sea for over a hundred years. Everyone in town knows where to find me.