Caught in the careless arms of lust, again

Hey hey don’t cry. Character who destroys themself in the end for nothing

people will say “they’re only friends” and then show me two people who would crawl through broken glass to hear the other laugh once. two people who have memorized each other’s coffee orders, fears, childhood stories, and emergency contacts. two people who would haunt each other’s houses as ghosts. be serious.

not ignoring you not replying to you but a secret third thing

forgor

something in benson died the moment he saw ms. beard hug randy. he had just killed the teacher who tormented him throughout his childhood, whose abuse haunted him up to that very day. to see randy so loved and so welcomed by the teacher whose memory used to linger in the back of his mind destroyed benson. he had always somewhat believed he deserved to be treated how mr. shepherd treated him, but that moment confirmed it. he was violent, and that got him nowhere. he got revenge, sure, but he would never get the acceptance randy was getting. it was this moment that planted the idea of his own death in his mind.

we have a very healthy victim/abuser relationship, actually, thanks for asking

stop doing the passenger obsession au’s and making randy use the one wish willow on benson!!!! stop it!!! you do not understand them at all!!! that is randy “please take away my autonomy” bradley and benson “please don’t take away my autonomy again” nolastname

tumblr is like an abandoned space station & you all are the thing in the vents

not me though. im girl with tanktop

i'm tired of seeing everyone go on a lifechanging roadtrip with kyle gallner. when is it my turn

Literally cannot emphasize enough that my #1 writing advice is to stop being afraid. Stop being afraid of sounding too cringe, or too stupid, or too horrifying, or too horny, or too weird, or too much, or too little, or too you. You need to put your entire pussy into your art. Sure, it won't be to everyone's tastes, but if you keep yourself to the blandest tamest safest roads possible you will be of no one's tastes, not even yours.

For this game of dodgeball, I will be specifically targeting the gayest and most autistic among you to eliminate. 

Okay so normal rules then

currently liking the character so much that all I can do is pace around my darkened house saying "they make me die"