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sunshine boy and emo enemy of the state
+some adult nart redesign doodles
the beauty abt old age yaoi is the show don’t tellness due to necessity and i eat it right the fuck up
it’s like ptsd still being acknowledged and even respected in the 1980s, but they just called it shell shock yk
don’t give me explicit confessions where the characters know what they are and how they stand, give me the ambiguity and confusion and lack of words
Give me sputtering and absurdity and desperation bc all you can repeat to your counter part is
“I know I know- I know. It’s not right, but you’re some lost screeching part of my body and now that I’ve walked even one mile with you by my side, I can’t bear the vast amputation removing you from my life would be. Stay.”
Not your boyfriend or your lover just- something else. Something more and contagious and rotten. Something beating a new heart in behind your breast and echoing a liveliness in your laughter
GIVE ME BACK YEARNING GODDAMN IT GIVE ME BACK BLEEDING FOR LOVE GIVE ME BACK THE ROMANCE OF SOOTHING OUT JACKETS AND RUFFLING HAIR AND FEW AND FAR BETWEEN GLANCES U PRICKS- *pulled off stage by a long cane*
point 5 of a like on this post and I’ll break down why jalph is sasunaru
also i take no critics abt this i am a pagan of truth. source: trust me bro
love always prevails but the enemy is our asshole tendencies and problematic behavior
Ik we’re so so so bad for eachother narratively and actively regress the others character development but I look at u softly in the glowy minutes of early morning alr
Listen to Naruto
He knew what was up
we’ve lost the plot of fandom fun im afraid
So im here to relight that flame
Make that corny shonen jump protag fic that’s disproportionately angsty in comparison to canon
You make that tropish ship fic- maybe a little nightmare on a mission or truth serum in a potion
valentines day love chocolates gone wrong or a random transformation into a cat for a week- Yes. It. -it is all sasunaru yes but that’s besides the point
Look deep inside yourself and pull out 2016 kicking and screaming from the cavity of your chest, I promise it’s worth the long and dark passage down memory hell, and you’ll find the closet thing to Heaven earth can provide at the end of your journey
returning back to sasunaru is like dipping my entire naked body into a cool spring pond circled by a ring of blooming floral
sigh yeah inhale im home
you're in his dms. i'm getting under his skin. i am grating him like a cheese. he is clenching his jaw so hard i feel a crack in a tooth when we make out
sasunaru to me is what the perspiration on the fishermen’s hand is to the dying trout
sweet succulent life sustaining liquid gold u r
idc if ur too unique niche freak to appreciate the yin and yang populating the mainstream ships i rlly couldn’t give a fuck if u pounded one right into my g-spot
they didn’t run so insert homoerotic rivalry can walk here- no
they leisurely strolled down a dirt path barren of greenery, and from their mere presence flowers of shining beauty and grace thence forth sprouted from the infertile earth, and life was once again colorful with impossible life
they yearned so hard that a sexual relationship can only begin to scratch the intimacy these two crave from one another
they hump and fuck like rabid dogs bc there is no other way to be closer and they’ve tried to crack each other open violently too frequently and fruitlessly to blindly let it be their solution again
there is no absolving the space between their freakish hearts- all big and pumping and so full of love and hurt they sometimes don’t know the difference
soulmates twin flames heart parallels-
all the labels and words and terms are never enough bc they aren’t woven tg thread of skin to thread of goddamn skin and they can’t fucking cope with the reality that that isn’t an option
so watch it u porn addled fiends, bc if the anal is anything less than deeply sentimental and overwhelming and wound melding and soul crushing and peace reaching, you’re writing them wrong
they need no less then to eat each other alive, but they settle for rushed blowjobs and cockwarming occasionalities
they need no less then to reach a hand into the others chest and feel their own heart beating alive in their palm, but they settle for sucking hickeys into the pulsing sound beckoning through their throat
they need no less then to kill each other, but would fall into such ironic tragedy in the aftermath of voids and oblivion and piercing numbness that’ll colors their finger tips purple while burning their eyes crimson from cold, eternal oceans of unshed salt, so they settle for loving each other
they don’t blend or dance or toe the line of obsession and hatred and love and humanity and feeling
They Are That Line
and I’ll be damned if the general consensus between the two remains the misconception of cheap and easy Enemies-To-LoversTM
fuck u
treat my yaoi with the reverent touch u would bow to a shrine to and the ears opened eye widened awe you reserve for humanities greatest living legends, and then up the dosage of pure admiration by a hundred and ten fucking percent
Anticipating the most awaited reunion of all...
I just want them to make up and kiss 😭💔
People who grew up on Naruto how does it feel to have a constant motivation in life because one blond cartoon dummy repeatedly said “never give up” and also have been through one of the most unhealthy demolishing provocative outrageous traumatising relationships in your life with that one dark emo dude who hates everyone because you are “friends”