Me just after opening a Word document

Favourite line: Lucky People, Waterparks

to you, it’s a shitty sentence. to some random bitch 500 miles away, it’s a fire line that’ll haunt them for the next 17 years.

you don’t know how impactful your writing is because it’s been in your brain for far too long now. you’ve stared at it for hours and repeated “this sucks” over and over again to the point that you killed your capacity to feel anything about your work.

but trust me, once you get your shit out there, someone’s gonna go over that paragraph you hate and go “jesus fucking christ” and put the book down to have an existential crisis.

probably a huge reach but I do wonder if percy’s refusal to explain his plans to anyone was influenced by him telling bianca his plan and then her getting herself killed trying to execute it

do i think that avery is an incredible complex character that is unfairly underrated? yes, do i also think jlb sometimes dulls avery down to the point that her actions are out of character just to show how extraordinary and amazing the brothers are? also yes

I had a cosplayer come up to my table like this and it’s been on my mind ever since

I think we talk too much about how Grayson and Jameson are traumatized, when the protagonist also has A LOT of trauma, my girl is the most forgotten and underestimated in the saga itself, while characters like Lyra are receiving a lot of attention without us even knowing who she really is. Avery lost the only person she could count on, her father never really wanted her and was apparently an alcoholic, she was always "ignored" her entire life, she saw her favorite person go through an abusive relationship, even Drake had a ridiculous nickname and even a bit of a harasser for her, she always felt alone, she thought about self-destruction and self-mutilation several times, she has panic syndrome and paralysis since when she inherited her inheritance from the old man, everyone was against her, she tried to be killed more than once that we know of, mentioned in TFG, she was kidnapped, she dealt with with thousands of online and personal attacks, absurd invasions of privacy, low self-esteem, she was compared to Emily several times, she blames herself for the death of the father of someone she loves very much (Grayson), she had everything to become a horrible person who only thinks about herself, but she's the opposite, she's kind, sweet, determined, a girl - boss, she's literally a pathological people pleaser. She just wanted to help others and be loved. Tell us more about how amazing Avery is

laughing at my small hands

sunrise in sydney that's burning for days? sunrise? start of day? start of life? childhood? childhood in sydney that just. burns in your memories and lights up the rest of your life even years down the line?

I know Gojo was tweaking when they pulled these out

📸: Sarah Louise Bennett for Dork Magazine

nanami’s side of the bed wouldn’t even be called nanami’s anymore. you sleep there nearly every day, blaming it on how the pillows smell of him.

nanami’s clothes aren’t his anymore, you're sleeping in his shorts and t-shirt tonight. you wore his shirt yesterday, and took his ties for some clothes experiments last week.

nanami’s sacred pens are no longer his own, he finds them on the table after you tried to scribble up something and forgot to put them back.

nanami’s mugs are now shared, always in the dishwasher even when he doesn’t recall using them at all. 

nanami’s thoughts don’t belong just to him anymore. you’d bug him about it all day if he doesn’t share what he’s thinking — so he, with an exasperated sigh, tells you what’s on his mind.

nanami’s salary doesn’t go straight to his savings account like it used to, instead taking a portion of it to spend on you. ‘you’ means gifts, flowers, dates, trips, trinkets, and so on.

nanami’s weekends aren’t as quiet as they once were; now they’re chaotic, full of so much of you. 

nanami’s fridge is full nowadays. candy, leftovers, ice cream, cheese, cake, bread, and the list goes on. so many things that don’t go along with his diet fill the once-empty shelves.

nanami doesn’t spend as much time in his study as before you moved in. now old books are left to collect dust, long forgotten in a room that’s never lit. even when he decides to pick one up and read it, it’s the minute that he sees your face the book is tossed away.

nanami’s happiness still comes from days off, but now it’s because those days are spent with you. days when he slept long and ignores the world are long gone, now he gets to sit and focus on you, watching as everything else becomes nothing but background noise.

nanami has always been sure he’s not looking for marriage, at least not right now. but he swears that ring looks so perfect for you. there’s no way he’d miss it. 

nanami stands in front of the bathroom mirror 5 minutes late every day because you’re still figuring out how to fix his tie the right way without any help. he can’t seem to rush you, though — what’s being precisely on time have on your little giggles as you sit on the sink and struggle to finish a task he could have done in under a minute?

nanami has been spending so much time eating as of late, more time than he can afford. while he used to finish a meal in approximately fifteen minutes, now dinners could stretch to two hours. he couldn’t get off the table early when you sit across from him, talking and joking and doing anything that’s not eating. he simply can’t possibly not indulge in the little conversations, appreciating every moment he gets to spend in your presence. nanami’s life wouldn’t even be called his anymore. you’re a storm, invading his life all at once, bringing in your chaos along with you. you’ve infatuated him, you’ve assailed his senses and changed his very being. every time nanami’s eyes align with yours, he prays your presence isn’t a fleeting one. he silently hopes you don’t leave as suddenly as you came, that you plan to stay.

no matter the struggles there is always ao3 in bed

Don't get me wrong I love most of the characters I really do and will defend but I'm not blind to their actions it's just the damn hypocrisy in this fandom when it comes to Sakura and why this is the point that people really need to grow up or shut up

Jameson: You treat an outside wound with rubbing alcohol. You treat an inside wound with drinking alcohol.

i will die without routine. also this routine is killing me