#helloooo~

I'm MossterUndertheBed, here and on Ao3, avid writer and devourer of worlds. Lover of poetry, nature photography, art of all kinds, and anything I can eat with my eyeballs: ie. a good story.

My primary fandom is Jujutsu Kaisen right now, with a sprinkling of Naruto, MXTX, and a few other odds and ends. My primary ship is Goyuu, but I dabble in others, especially Okkoita.

Also, we tolerate zero non-con in this house, fictional, fandom, or otherwise. Not my cup of tea, so keep that Over There, please. Thanks.

If you also love writing or wanna make dying whale noises about brilliant works of art in the form of writing, drawing, food, or anything else that can feasibly convey A Meaning, come say hi!

You’re super heckin cool and would love to be friends if you’re okay with that. 👉👈

Your gifsets are so lovely what the HECK. !!!!

Emerges from cave in hopes of a privacy update.

It’s just answering asks:

Retrieves back to cave.

-Anon 🐉

(I am the anon with the cloth robbery with childe dump & open table conference jealousy dump 🧌)

"www ... would m - mister like a blll ... blue flower?" oh, there are plenty around! she knows there are! she tilts her head before her words continue, " -- I ... I can find a nice one for you! a ... a v - v ... vvv ... very, very nice one!"

It wasn’t often Syngeit needed come to the Spring of Life. Typically, it kept its dead, but every so often, he felt the call that lead him here. He had collected the soul--it now hung with the other lost ones on his staff--but with this soul, came a question. Violet eyes, shadowed by a bone mask, slid to Kieran. “No one threatens gods.“