NS | They/Them | 18 | Bi | Multishipper | Twt: @/NSch_TWT | Old Blog: @nsfandomdump
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if you’re an active follower of mine, i do recognize your username and/or icon. i smile when i see it in my activity. i get excited when you add funny tags to things. i get really happy when you reblog my op posts. so thank you, i appreciate you massively.
new pfp who are you and where’s this lovely frame
I can't be smug season 2 Kou forever I fear
I need the Minamoto bros to come back cause the top of the Minamoto Brothers tag is still filled with chapter 120 and I may be the brother angst guy but come on guys...
Do you think he'd feel better if I gave him these
He'd make this face
Idk what's funnier the fact that Teru had the exact number of confessions to tell to Kou in the first place or the fact that Kou memorized it to the 4th fucking digit
I was like "fuck I missed it" then I realized 5/21/25 iS STILL PALINDROME DAY LETS GO I SIMPLY CANT LOSE
oh shit, it's 3/21/23, 32123, palindrome day
every time you call the supernatural mitsuba a fake, an angel fucking kills itself
Ah I love my low notes. It means I stay in my lane. :3
I mean, all I need are my moots, and never the impending doom of some popular blog's followers deciding they like me. I would be terrified
But like I'd still post because like I ain't getting offline anytime soon
and here's a pretty shinichi cos that's my boy
ANYWAY THEY BOTH LOOK SO GOOD AND SHINICHI'S BLUE SUIT MATCHES KID'S SHIRT AAAAAAA
good things will happen 🧿
things that are meant to be will fall into place 🧿
mitsuba sousuke from toilet bound hanako kun ^^
Mitsuba Sousuke from Toilet Bound Hanako Kun is Autistic!
“average person eats 3 spiders a year” factoid actualy just statistical error. average person eats 0 spiders per year. Spiders Georg, who lives in cave & eats over 10,000 each day, is an outlier adn should not have been counted
shiny shinx line minamotos :333
based off this post by @nam-the-nacho
volume 10, chapter 47 - october 18, 2018
in another world, you get to save him.
it is not a grand thing. you do not pull him out of the way of an incoming car. you do not slip off a building and wait to hit the ground. you do not rip the heart out of something that was never human and watch as he paints his face dark with its blood. you do not love him with the fury of a supernova, bright and terrible and too far away to ever touch.
instead, you take his hand. and you do not let go. you never have to wonder what the world is like without him, what it would be like without you. you do not have to set your teeth into what you love and pull it back from the edge. the end of the world never has to happen.
in another world, you are enough, all by yourself. how awful is that?
it does not change the fact you are hunted, haunted by memories that are never quite clear enough to understand.
(his smile, his voice, the feathers and the fear in his eyes when you promised to die for him. how selfish you are.)
you don't--you don't want to talk about it. it's as if verbalizing these dreams will make them real, that he'll melt away before your eyes, proving once and for all that you have never been enough for anyone. you hold these secrets behind your tongue as they burn a hole straight through your throat.
he asks you if it's because he's dead.
you cannot answer. the house around you is red with blood, and the only person you think you've ever loved is asking you if he's dead (he's been dead from the beginning), and you do not want to remember.
(here is a truth you will never tell anyone. for a moment, you had wished he were dead. for a moment, you had wished that you were the only one he had. that it is him, and it is you, and that you two were the entire world. it is sick, and awful, and you hate yourself for thinking it. you dream of him anyways.)
you do not want to remember. so you won't. that's what he tells you, and you are desperate to believe him. you'll go as far away as you possibly can, you and him, and you will be together.
(it's already too late, but you don't know that yet.)
(or maybe you do.)
you tell him to run. if you can't save yourself, you can save him. in this world, you can save him.
you do not like thinking about what happens next. the pain. the white of bone. limbs where they should not be. by the time you are pushed in, it is far too late for you. you are glad of it, because it means the pain will be over.
and then--and then--and then. oh. the blood.
(it is not thick and black, clotted with knots of supernatural embolisms. it is just red, coppery, human. your palm drags across it, slick and warm. your blood, and his.)
you curl, a spiral of wishful dreams and drying blood, around him, a pale facsimile of comfort. here, you are not a savior. you do not have to pretend you are not afraid. at the bottom of the well, there is silence.
(at the end of the world, it is him, and it is you.)
in another world, you do not get to save him.
Have you ever read so much fanfiction and consumed so much fanart that you genuinely forgot what canon is?
I think people have truly lost any ability to be patient with storytelling.
‘I don’t understand this’ They’ll explain it if you wait.
‘I don’t like how this episode left things hanging’ There’s a continuation next week.
‘This character is flat’ Wait for them to be fleshed out.
So many of the complaints I see about shows lately are people being confused by things THAT THE SHOW WANTS YOU TO BE CONFUSED BY THATS THE FUN OF MYSTERY AND FORESHADOWING YOU ABSOLUTE GOBLINS THE MAIN CHARACTER IS ALSO CONFUSED AND THEYRE GONNA DO A BIG REVEAL AND EXPLANATION LATER IF YOU WOULD JUST FUCKING WAIT
>be an 8th grade English teacher
>have an asocial student who draws on all her tests
>hey at least she doesn't do it on scantrons
>start leaving compliments towards her art when i grade her papers
>fast forward a few months
>notice she's drawing on her test as I'm doing my rounds around the class
>ask her what she's drawing
>this thirteen year old emo girl looks up at me with the wettest eyes I have ever seen
>"you if you were in Family Guy."
Guys they're matching :D
Tfw you're trying to save the timeline but these stupid doomed gays keep fucking dying
I for one think the symbiotic relationship between Tumblr and AO3 is beautiful
Nvm chat I don't know wtf to say what the Hell AidaIro
Ok chat new chapter was absolute insanity but I am also a blink away from falling asleep see you in about 6-ish hours
love my pumpkin
scary my pumpkin
me as a writer