so embarrassing to get obsessed with your own oc but it doesn't fuel you creatively or motivate you at all you just sort of sit there. like yeah I've been thinking a lot about blorbo from my mind. no images of them exist in the world and they have maybe 3 personality traits so far. I would rather die than attempt to write about them. I've spent the last 48 hours rotating them in my brain though
moments right before daisuke saves the day and gets all the love and praise he deserves and rescue comes just in time and everyone lives forever the end
this is not a tutorial this is just me rambling
me after sleeping ljke shit for the 10,497th day in a row: this is good actually because now i'll be really tired when i go to bed tonight
charlie coming to the realization that it is not, in fact, most peoples goal to die by sacrificing themself to save other people and then asking "do i need therapy??" is so funny cuz like i really dont think this dude has made a single character that isnt itching to kill themself
tumblr users love reading. you literally stopped for this post just because it has words in it
– Affection ❤️ –
[ WeeklyHermittober week 2]
Some displays of affection are quite different from usual
i will not lie, friends in my phone, i have been imagining affection from time to time
ao3 turns 15 today
reblog if youre older than ao3
(there's a lot of people asking about this, but the legal age to use social media is 13, except in few countries. so yes, there are people here under 15)