Well, fuck off. Into my fucking arms.
I'M BACK, MY DEARS!! My accounts have finally been unlocked, which means I've brought a glass refill. Bon appétit.
Best girlfriends or husbands? Translation on the first art: Stop watching.
,,To hell with everybody, we should burn with the wildest tenderness together. But then I shall burn alone. Literally."
If I had a nickel for every time there was a m/f duo in a show about a workplace where they were really good friends in season 1 but then in season 2 one of them started dating someone they don’t really have chemistry with, thus turning me into a shipper of the platonic duo, I’d have to nickels. Which isn’t a lot, but it’s weird that it’s happened twice
there’s absolutely nothing better than reading a 100k word fanfic, that is until you remember you have a body that is starving, thirsty and incredibly sleep deprived and hasn’t used the bathroom since the sun set 8 hours ago
we'll meet again
don't know where, dont know when
but I know we'll meet again
some sunny day
,,Just You and Me. Against the whole world".
The freshness of this art is just my desire to find a friend, a Soroler for ShigaDabi role-playing.