what i loved about nov-dec byler fics was that they were so full of hope and joy and idk what type of drugs they were laced with but a single glance or byler brushing hands felt like a RUSH. my heart rate would go 1000 bpm and they had 0 nsfw like wow
every time will asks "is this a joke?" or "are you making fun of me?" to mike when he's confessing his feelings to will in a fic i genuinely burst into tears
my hobbies:
1. switching between the same three apps for hours.
2. listening to the same songs i have been listening to for 20 years.
3. imagining myself in situations that will literally never exist.
Yo leyendo en Twitter todo el chisme entre spreen y coldi, el drama del server vs el team mafia y las peleas de los fandoms sin entender nada porque mi POV es Auron (ya no entra)