like a kitty

anonymous asked:

*is holding off on reading the fic because I'm a binge-addict and I know I'll love it so I don't want it to be over*

LMAO awww but you’re missing out on so much!!! haha! but I feel ya *pat pat*

It’s not ever really going to be finished, since the au can sort of keep on going, but we are close to the end (sorta) of what we’ve rped! Maybe one or two more chapters depending on how we cut the last one? (since that part sorta is unfinished, we might just hold off on that one till we figure out what to do with it?) Then we’ll have to decide what to do next! I have a pretty good, solid idea of what to continue with, but after that, im not exactly sure!

anonymous asked:

So I have a thirsty need for non-official headcanons of Ichimatsu as a OsoKara or KaraOso Boy (I BLAME PIXIV FOR THIS) but yea if you can't then it's okay, I just wanted to express this... hidden desire T^T

Omg, I’ve never thought of this before. Though maybe this might explain why Ichi held Choro back when Kara dragged Oso out in ep 24.

I can only think of Ichi shipping them in his head, even though they’re not together. Maybe he’s a closet fundashi. Like maybe they’ll do something regular like falling asleep on each other drunk at Chibitas or they’re just chilling and Oso has an arm around Kara and Ichi just has the biggest smile on his face.

Like thank god ESP Kitty’s powers ran out or Kara wasn’t around for it because then his fudanshi secrets would be spilt. Maybe he talks to Jyushi about it. Maybe Jyushi draws KaraOso Baseball.

anonymous asked:

Ike carrying Roy because his feet hurt from running so much during the day and he's just so tiny in Ike's arms so he curls up like a kitty

Roy was running because he can’t keep up with Ike because of his tiny legs.

Monday 8:27am
I woke up with you on my mind.
You called me babe last night —
my heart is still pounding.

Tuesday 10:53pm
Today I realized we won’t work.
What we are is hurting her.
And I think she matters more to me than you do.

Wednesday 11:52pm
I broke things off with you today.
She barely said a word.
I’ve never regretted anything more than this.

Thursday 4:03pm
I shouldn’t have sent that message.
You shouldn’t have been so okay with receiving it.

Friday 9:57pm
I almost messaged you today.
I didn’t.

Saturday 8:49pm
I’m walking around town in search of alcohol.
They say that liquor numbs the pain of having a broken heart.
I want to put that to the test.

Sunday 2:32am
I heard you texted a girl you’ve never spoken to before.
I wonder if it’s because you’re trying to replace me.
I can’t help but wish you weren’t.
I thought I was irreplaceable.

—  a week with you on my mind, c.j.n.