casual eager

Sometimes "rarepair" means "you are literally the only person who posts about this on tumblr dot com" and you have to learn to be okay with that.

still caring about internet friends you lost touch with years ago is so embarrassing. yeah i had a deam we met up irl recently. the last time we spoke was maybe 7-8 years ago. i still wear the laces we randomly decided was a sign of our friendship. i dont know what any of your socials are or if youre even active on any. sometimes i see someones art resemble yours and i wonder for hours. do you still go by that name you chose? whenever i see it i wonder if its you. we couldve passed each other in this vastness a thousand times and not have a clue.

we were lonely kids having fun together. do you remember?

writers, instead of asking ai for help, you can always use your childhood trauma and repressed issues to help you with that fic

thinking about how i genuinely never believed avadeb would or could ever be canon in the actual show because the amount of work and introspection deborah would have to do in order to unpack her own sexuality in her 70s is just not something that could happen realistically or believably in the time frame and scope of the show HOWEVER being diagnosed with terminal cancer and realizing there's one person on the planet you'd be willing put yourself through treatment for in order to spend more time with… that really is a cheat code that does actually change everything and i do think she would reasonably sleep with ava immediately that night after agreeing not to kill herself 🙂‍↕️ like sorry to make this about #mycancer again but #mycancerdiagnosis wasn't even terminal it was easy baby cancer but it did IMMEDIATELY fast track massive realizations and decisions about my life that i'd previously repressed or put off addressing for years so like. yeah cancer really will do that for you. none of the rest of it matters you just gotta Do Stuff while you can. me and deb and #ourcancer <33333