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Lmao imagine being drawn to angst unconsciously so every piece of media you consume ends sadly and horribly and angsty.
Also like balling your fucking eyes out over fictional characters deaths or sadness or whatever
And then turning around and messing up your own characters lives so much that everyone they love dies horribly.
It’s almost like happiness is scarier than being sad
Can’t say I don’t do the same with my life either 🥲
me with Frank Castle or Matt Murdock
if i get another “kai should’ve been the green ninja” comment from someone who hasn’t watched the show since they were 7 on hinge im going to explode,, yall are not rizzing me up by being purely wrong about something i know more than you abt
(context on my hinge profile i have “secretly the green ninja” as a response to one of the prompts)
..I have parental issues nd right now I’m jus thinkin bout the level of care nd comfort MC would receive if they had the same thing nd explained it to the boys…like imagine Lucifer telling you he’s proud of you nd that you did well after learning a new spell because he knows how much it means to you..or Mammon knowing you so well that he can see when your upset no matter how well you mask and he always knows just what to get you to make you feel better..or Levi teaching you how to play his games and losing on purpose to see you smile, putting on a show like he’s upset about his loss..or Satan reading you a bedtime story and doing different voices for different characters because he knows you find it funny..or Asmo doing your hair up like your mother never did and telling you how beautiful you are..or Beel always making sure you’re well fed and giving you hugs whenever you need them..or Belphie letting you sleep in his bed nd holding you tight after a nightmare or bad nighttime thoughts..
what made him think this was okay?? what was the need?? and can he please do more of it
you may be thinking about good omens or xmen
But I, like the intellectual I am, was thinking about how Optimus Prime calls Ratchet old friend
"Old friend" is a gayass thing to call someone
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Avaan Race: Human Talent: Ninja
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Lucienchisei Race: Human Talent: Lancer
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Me m-me me when uh when uh Dr. House
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You: aren’t you the guy that hid in my backseat to scare me for like three days?
Toby: No!
Toby: It was five.
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