So Normal About How The ENTIRE MUSICAL They Are Saying That Odysseus Will Be A Different Person When

it is wild to me to think that Dan used to be scared to sit next to Phil on lives, that they used to be cautious of touching eachother, looking at eachother, being themselves, and now here they are announcing their fucking phaby just as a little joke to be silly!

Are you okay?

thinking about teen Satoru sneaking a cigarette from Suguru and trying it in private but absolutely coughing up a lung. He definitely wanted to learn how to inhale so he could seem cool to Suguru but failed miserably and that’s why he’s against smoking.

he loves his ranter boyfriend

the parallels between satosugu and itafushi make me SICK. the way yuji parallels geto and megumi parallels gojo????

someone hand me a bucket i am about to vomit

give me a needle bc I will put this shit in my veins

Ships where one of them is dark, sexy, handsome, etc, and the other one is literally blindingly beautiful, sunshine lighting up the room.

And they both think the other is the hottest person in existence, and can’t fathom how the other thinks they could possibly be hotter than them.

I eat that shit up with a spoon.

as a reader, I LOVE a slow burn

as a writer, I hate them <3

my favorite girls

“My OTP is perfect, they literally complete eachother-“

Ok and mine literally destroys eachother. They’re like Hades and Persephone. Never have you seen a love more luscious, a love more intense- but with it comes suffocation. Obsession. Possession. My OTP is like the moon and the sun, never one without the other, but never at the same time- and in the rare case that they are together, their meeting is so intense that it blocks out all the light. My OTP is like fire and water. They don’t complete eachother, they threaten the others existence. In the words of harry potter- “neither can live while the other survives”. My OTP is slowly ripping itself apart. My OTP would rather rip themselves apart than be apart from eachother.

My OTP does not belong together, but they sure as hell don’t belong apart.