promising yourself that you’re gonna stop reading your otp fanfiction after you finish just one more chapter cause you need to go sleep but then the chapter ends in a cliffhanger and ur like
Tag: all the otps
you come into MY house, you call MY otp a BROMANCE
OTP is not a choice
I didn’t choose my OTPs. They chose me. I didn’t ask for this shit.
Fangirl Out of Control
My shipping has gotten so bad that I’m shipping things I shouldn’t.
Me: I think there’s unresolved sexual tension between the purple teletubby and red teletubby. I ship it.
Me: I think the knife should give the spork a chance.
Me: My ass and the toilet are my new OTP.
Two people who start out by disliking each other but slowly begin to fall in love is my kind of OTP
#fuck the best friend crap #give me two people who dislike each other but are forced to communicate with each other #and slowly start to realize that they have a lot of sexual tension build up #bec strong attraction yea #and begin to fall in love #and the angst give that plus the fluff
I couldn’t have said it better
Shadow In The Light 