Okay But Waking Up In The Middle Of The Night To Soft Rain And Knowing You’ve Still Got Hours To Sleep,

Me.

kick the cup.

Me

if you walk down a street at night during winter and you see a window glowing with warm orange light well sometimes you burst into tears at the sight

kaedehara kazuha and the bad bitch he pulled by fighting his mom

physically im here but mentally im lying on a flower field somewhere in the middle of an enchanted forest with faes dancing around me

a wonderful ao3 author note

Wei WuXian telling Lan WangJi "I love it when you get angry" must have been the hottest moment of Lan WangJi's life up until that point

If I had a dime for every time a put -ogether, unassuming gay man from classic literature fell in love with his whiny, pathetic, doomed-by-the-narrative friend when he could have done SO much better with literally ANYONE else i would have....two dimes....which isn't a lot but it's weird that it happened twice

drunk confession