I wear only pajamas

me when I get home:

me the entire weekend:

Bam I’ve been following you for a good few years and you routinely write not-quite-enemies to not-quite-lovers but in the “something is deeply wrong with both of these people, but neither of them want to examine that and neither of them want to live without the other, but they’re both always four seconds from poisoning the others’ food even if they’ve been married for a few decades now” way

But also there’s commonly an air of “I could wipe you out of existence with my thumb, but how could I do that when I need you so much?” Zim despising Dib and his species while simultaneously snapping his teeth at others who dare get too close to his human, Moon struggling against his coding that he’s never quite been able to fight to that degree before just because he couldn’t stand to live with himself if this human that’s been caring for him died, Narinder’s buried want to kill the Lamb because that means he can keep them forever in his realm and they can’t leave, because he wouldn’t know what to do with himself if they eluded him even in the afterlife

If you want the summation of what an outsider sees while looking in, your work speaks of a need to be seen as rawly as possible. A want to be emotionally flayed alive and forced to confront things you’ve displayed but not put a name to quite yet. To be so hopelessly entangled in another that you can be sure, without a shadow of a doubt, that this person would sooner defy death just for a chance to hold your heart in their hands than risk being apart

I hope that’s what you meant when you said you wanted people to tell you in your inbox :>