mishmoshy
asshole with both commitment AND attachment issues (i did not, in fact, pick a struggle)
Bio
aroace-ish, gender-what-the-fuck writer/artist behind the scenes (aka i read wayy more than i do any of the other things lmao)
do my 5500+ safari tabs and 1300+ pages of history in ao3 embarrass me? not at all. i open ao3 on my huge laptop sitting in the front row of a lecture hall. i am not afraid of god nor man; god fears me and man fears my power. i have issues unbeknownst to even myself. fandom dragged me in before i could even have a conscious thought (and i am grateful for it).
...also, my pfp accurately depicts my expression to any fic i have ever commented on or bookmarked or kudos. marvels to the world, i tell you.