anyone who has spent five seconds around me ever:
yes, you love Prompto , we know, you love Prompto Argentum so much, he's the light of your life, you love him so much, you just love Prompto, we KNOW , you love Prompto you fucking love Prompto ok we know, we get it, YOU LOVE PROMPTO. WE GET IT.
5. What’s your favorite headcanon you use in fics?
ffss i love the one person gets injured/hurt and the other dives into protective mode tbh
What would you change if you had it all to do again?
id probs go ahead nd learn some fuckin grammar cos thats my weakness lmao
15. Give us a snippet of something from your WiPs!
jfnghdfsd ok so thsi is just something im writin rn idk where its going so beware lol
The first time he looks at Bodhi Rook — when he truly looks at Bodhi and notices the sprinkling of freckles on his nose and his endearingly big ears, Cassian’s heart shudders and he thinks, oh, it’s you.
He finds himself yearning to be near Bodhi; in his orbit where he is the sun, radiant and vibrant and Cassian is a planet, eager to follow in circles. Bodhi radiates warmth and comfort and a type of open friendliness that isn’t useful in the resistance. But it’s worth something, Cassian knows.
It’s unique, the way he moves and speaks and gestures, like the cosmic dust that holds him together in the form of fine wrists and a crooked nose is something truly special. As if the calcium in his bones is crystal and the iron in his blood is created just for him.