I FUCKED UP.
DON’T LOOK AT ME.
In which Masamune is a convenience store cashier and Yukimura is a college student on a late-night snack run.
Written while I’m both tired and have a headache. I shall regret this in the morning. BUT NOT NOW. o9
are you fucking shitting me I quit
molaag said: I never really do that much on there except ask for advice from some older people than me but I like the interface a lot
p much same. i was on there for an rp group i used to be in but i liked it so much that i just stayed on. it’s like IM and twitter combined and it’s great.
wait wait wait there are people on here who have plurks?
More Blind!Nico AU uwu
Even the strongest of men cannot escape the deepest, darkest nightmares of their past.
Yukimura watches in increasing despair as Masamune’s head tosses from side to side, his sweat-covered face twisting into an expression of what can only be described as pain. His…
ITS ALL FUN AND GAMES UNTIL IT BECOMES YOUR OTP AND TAKES OVER YOUR FUCKING LIFE
“Eren Jaeger and Armin Arlet are to stay no less than fifty meters from each other at all times until they can learn to resist the apparently strong urge to break out into renditions of “Don’t Drop That Durka Durk.”
Further-damn-more, if any of you other brats decide that doing so is prudent, I’m going to punt your ass halfway to Sina.
YOU THINK THAT WILL STOP US?!