Eternal Blue Spring

I started writing again and I forgot the adrenaline rush it gives. I feel like an all powerful being watching the characters get caught into shitty situations that I created.

fun date idea: instead of anonymously bullying random fic writers, bully your elected representatives

he was forced to wear the hat

knowing gojo lost because he let his guard down hurts so much worse

this is how everything should have ended 🥹🥹

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’s so pretty

It's him he's the princess

i don’t understand the whole top and bottom convo with satosugu because they are too obsessed with each other. they are going to have sex every way possible?? those two can’t get enough of each other be so fr

“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.