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On Being a Dork
This morning, I’ve been thinking about grasping for joy. How important it is, especially with the *gestures at the world* everything.
I tend to be an effusive human. Part of that is simply who I am. And part of it is that I know we need to hear the good things more often than we usually do. So, I’m shouty and vocal, and I’m good with that.
Because what we have, in this mad world, is each other. And if we are holding back because of how it might look or a litany of other fears, then we’ll gain exactly nothing. But if we do the opposite and offer that joy, out loud, to the universe—we gain everything.
I fully and entirely believe in being a wholehearted dork. There was a time where I was less out loud about it, because…of reasons. Namely, someone made me very bad about how much I cared. It took me a long time to work through that particular gift of darkness and put it aside as not mine.
There are times where I still wonder if I am too much. But when looking at a situation or a moment or a truth and trying to decide what I say or don’t say, I’m never going to play it cool. If I like you, I like you. If I just had the best taco of my life, I’m gonna do tap dance of joy. If I think you’re attractive, I’m gonna let you know it. Or try to. I’m still mildly awkward on occasion.
Point is, life is short and weird. Do you like something or someone? Don’t do it quietly.
Because too often, we badly need to hear that kind of thing. We need to know that someone likes us just as we are (shoutout to Bridget Jones) or that there was a cool sunset or fireflies or random cat. Connection and shared joy don’t eradicate the bad things. But they ease the ache and the dark of it. And I swear to java, the time to play it cool is never.
There are people in this world who think I am too much. Those are not my people. I am always going to get over my own insecurity and do and say the thing. Because what if it matters? There’s always only one way to find out.
So, that’s my lesson for today: grasp for joy, even now. Maybe especially now.
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im sure you get this ask alot but, did you ever think that passerine would be so well recieved? what where your thoughts once it gained (assumingly) that much traction?
Genuinely it came as a surprise. I thought it would be just like my other fics, flying under the radar, and maybe I'd get ten or twelve nice comments and that'd be it.
I remember looking up passerine on twitter just to see if anyone read it and there would be maybe two or three new tweets every now and then, and that would get me through my entire day. I used to check my AO3 inbox the moment I woke up, just hoping there would be something new. When it started gaining traction (because ppl on twitter, some of whom I consider friends now, started hyping it up), I was so excited and happy I started dancing around my kitchen lmao I was just screenshotting every tweet I saw about ppl reading it, I was so so hyped.
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I'm gonna do it. XP
Would either of you still love me if I was a worm?
@chickenwingexpert & @definitelynotdabi
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I am a dork almost all the time. But this is me. I ca. Be a BEAST when I need to be in all aspects of my life.
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Steve's pouting in a corner somewhere because he wants kisses :(
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as always shoutout to my co-conspirator @corrodedcoughin
Hope everyone's had a good week, and cheers to a good weekend <3
#Wayne makes an appearance! ... sort of#am I ever going to stop drawing puppet steddie content?#no. no I am not.#unfollow me now.#Eddie's such a dork I love him#he could be ACTUALLY kissing his ACTUAL boyfriend right now#but instead chooses to make the puppets kith#also they are cartoon puppets that live in my and Anna's imaginations#their eyes and expressions can change however I see fit#yes I reused the Eddie from the last one. so you don't need to mention it.#steddie#stranger things#puppet steddie#Len doodles#slowly replacing all st characters with puppets#drawing puppets making out was not something I foresaw for myself in 2023#and yet
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For those curious, the team currently stands at:
Wheeler the Skeledirge
Anko the Clodsire
Grimm the Mabosstiff
Roshi the Drednaw
Maki the Vespiquen
Toki the Dolliv
Reze the Bombirdier
Denji the Lokix
Ruri the Gabite
Kaido the Pupitar
Baccarat the Gimmighoul
Harribel the Veluza
Hibana the Charcadet
Chinchiro the Lilligant
Zangya the Primeape
Midnight the Grimer
Tsuna the Larvesta
Me Before Playing Scarlet: Alright I have four-fiveish team members planned but I have no idea how to finish my last few slots... Oh well, not like it'll be that hard. Usually I have the opposite problem!
Me Now Playing Scarlet: *has over a dozen Pokemon and is desperately trying to balance them all because I love them* Well, shit.
#yes the general theme of the nicknames is 'shonen jump characters'#yes I am a dork#pokemon#pokémon#pokemon scarlet and violet#pokemon scarvi#for reference my imagined team was gonna be skeledirge clodsire arboliva bombirdier and roaring moon#so... just a bit of divergence but still technically on track
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Needed to make a version of this that encapsulated My Whole Deal
#Tom Paris#star trek#voy#voyager#and yes I DID include not one but TWO pics from Threshold#because of course I had to#obviously I do actually love all of Voyager#and all the character so so soooo much#but I got that Tom Paris brain rot for sure#and I feel like if you tell the average person you like voyager#they're gonna think of Janeway and Seven#but here I am#obsessed with this huge dork instead#¯\_(ツ)_/¯#also snuck in some of the good whumpy moments >:)
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~ 𝙲𝚊𝚗 𝙸 𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚢 𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚝𝚘𝚗𝚒𝚐𝚑𝚝…? ~
·̩̩̥͙**•̩̩͙✩•̩̩͙*˚𝚃𝙸𝙲𝙺𝙻𝙴𝚃𝙾𝙱𝙴𝚁 𝙳𝙰𝚈 𝟷𝟷: 𝙽𝙸𝙶𝙷𝚃𝙼𝙰𝚁𝙴˚*• ̩̩͙✩•̩̩͙**·̩̩̥͙
𝙶𝚎𝚗𝚛𝚎: 𝙷𝚞𝚛𝚝/𝙲𝚘𝚖𝚏𝚘𝚛𝚝 (𝚕𝚒𝚐𝚑𝚝 𝚊𝚗𝚐𝚜𝚝 𝚝𝚑𝚘𝚞𝚐𝚑, 𝙸 𝚙𝚛𝚘𝚖𝚒𝚜𝚎 💗)
𝚆𝚘𝚛𝚍𝚜: 𝟷,𝟽𝟿𝟻
𝙻𝚎𝚎: 𝙼𝚒𝚔𝚎𝚢 🐢🧡
𝙻𝚎𝚛: 𝙳𝚘𝚗𝚗𝚒𝚎 🐢💜
𝚂𝚞𝚖𝚖𝚊𝚛𝚢: 𝙼𝚒𝚔𝚎𝚢 𝚑𝚊𝚜 𝚊 𝚗𝚒𝚐𝚑𝚝𝚖𝚊𝚛𝚎. 𝙸𝚝’𝚜 𝚙𝚛𝚎𝚝𝚝𝚢….𝚗𝚒𝚐𝚑𝚝𝚖𝚊𝚛𝚒𝚜𝚑 𝚒𝚏 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚊𝚜𝚔 𝚖𝚎 *𝚠𝚒𝚗𝚔 𝚠𝚒𝚗𝚔 𝚗𝚞𝚍𝚐𝚎 𝚗𝚞𝚍𝚐𝚎*
(𝙰/𝙽: 𝙱𝚞𝚝 𝚖𝚘𝚜𝚝 𝚒𝚖𝚙𝚘𝚛𝚝𝚊𝚗𝚝𝚕𝚢: 𝙳𝚘𝚗’𝚝 𝚋𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚐𝚞𝚢! 𝚃*𝚌𝚎𝚜𝚝 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝙺𝚒𝚗𝚔/𝙽𝚂𝙵𝚆 𝚋𝚕𝚘𝚐𝚜 𝙳𝙽𝙸!!!)
𝚆𝚊𝚛𝚗𝚒𝚗𝚐𝚜: 𝙲𝚞𝚜𝚜𝚒𝚗𝚐, 𝚝𝚒𝚌𝚔𝚕𝚒𝚗𝚐, 𝚗𝚒𝚐𝚑𝚝𝚖𝚊𝚛𝚎 𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗𝚜 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚗𝚢𝚌𝚝𝚘𝚙𝚑𝚘𝚋𝚒𝚊.
**•̩̩͙✩•̩̩͙*˚𝙹𝚄𝚂𝚃 𝙲𝙰𝙼𝙴 𝙱𝙰𝙲𝙺 𝙵𝚁𝙾𝙼 𝙰 𝙿𝙰𝚁𝚃𝚈 𝙸𝚃 𝚆𝙰𝚂 𝚂𝙾 𝙵𝚁𝙴𝙰𝙺𝙸𝙽𝙶 𝙻𝙸𝚃 𝙾𝙼𝙶‼️‼️‼️˚*•̩̩͙✩•̩̩͙*˚*·̩̩̥͙
Dreams were one thing.
Mikey loved dreams.
He adored dreams in fact.
It was…his escape from reality; sort of like drawing in a sense. Except, when he dreamt…he didn’t have to do a single thing.
He could do anything he wanted…whenever he wanted without having to get the 'a-okay' from anyone.
And plus, the best part about dreams was that if there was an ice cream cat barfing up sprinkles…Mikey wouldn’t question it oneeeeee bit.
That was the magical part about dreams.
But…there were always two sides to a coin.
…Nightmares…were the opposite of dreams…
…And they were a whole other thing.
They could turn your most happiest memories and moments into horrid and scary ones.
It could turn the most greenest of valleys into nothing but dry ash, blowing away in the wind and fluttering and intoxicating the air.
Or…perhaps…maybe nightmares were just…lonely.
Perhaps…it was just lonely to be alone, watching you sit in your room as you break into cold sweat, the darkness weighing you down like a ton of bricks.
And maybe the nightmares wanted you to be there with it…so it wouldn’t have to be alone…
'I could be lonely with you' as Beach Bunny would say…
But back to the initial topic, Michelangelo always hated having nightmares.
But what he hated more was not even remembering what said nightmares was about.
It was terrifying for sure— I mean— he woke up from it so it must’ve been really…bad…right?
The box turtle sighed loudly, running a tired and shaky hand down his face.
…He should probably get some water while he’s awake; his mouth was as dry as the Sahara desert.
Or, better yet, Mikey could go find his brothers.
Well…one of them. Or at least see if anyone was awake.
The light scarlet eyed mutant hopped down from his bed, hugging himself with one of his blankets as he made his way towards the hallway, the darkness almost consuming him in the process.
Even as a little kid, the box turtle was never fond of the dark.
…You could never see beyond it.
It was cold and…just, well, dark in general if that makes sense.
Michelangelo never understood the appeal some people had to it.
The only time he did welcome darkness, though, was when there was light occumpining it.
Like the moon.
Or the stars.
Or even car lights!
It was Mikey’s small reminder that no matter where he was, there was always some glow or gleam with him…
So relitavley speaking, he should head to where the nearest light was…which was his immiediate older brother’s room.
The smallest turtle opened Leo’s car door ever so slightly, peeking inside to see a very sound sleeping slider.
The youngest buried down his disappointment as he quietly closed the door, going back into the darkness once more.
Leo barely got any sleep as is…
…And besides…the chance of accidentally waking him up was waaaay too high.
It was fine, anyway. Mikey could try going to Raph’s!
Michelangelo dragged his orange blanket with him, putting it around his shoulders as he tip-toed to Raphael’s room…surely he was awake, right?
“Raph…?” The youngest called out quietly, looking into his older brother’s room. The smallest mutant wasn’t greeted with a small grunt of acknowlgemnt nor a kind Raph greeting.
What the light scarlet eyed teen was greeted with, though, was a loud, ear pierecing snore from the snapping turtle.
Mikey snickered softly at his brother’s loud noises, going into the room and giving him his favorite Squishmello that was on the floor.
The alligator snapping turtle smiled in his sleep, squishing the plushie to his chest and his tail wagged slightly. The smaller turtle giggled at the action, walking out and closing the car door.
Alright…so the odd’s on Donnie being up…were…rather…slim but it was fine!
Quite very much fine.
If the softshell was asleep, the light scarlet eyed mutant would just hed back to his room…alone; in complete darkness.
…But it would be fine…!
Probably.
The box turtle quickly and quietly shimmied to his purple loving brother’s room buuut not before tripping over his own feet and stumbling in front of Donnie’s train car door.
And Mikey was supposed to be a ninja…pfft, yeah right.
The youngest turtle got up on his feet, brushing off his knees and shoulders as he grabbed his blanket from the floor.
Maybe if he just stood perfectly still until the crack of dawn…Donnie wouldn’t wake up…!
Besides, it’s not like the softshell heard him or anything.
“I can hear you trying to be quiet over there, Mikes.” The second oldest deadpanned, turning around of his bed so him and his little brother shared eye contact.
Well shit…
The youngest’s stomach twisted and turned with guilt, rubbing the back of his neck as he leaned on the doorway nervously, “Oh! H-Hey, Dee…sorry…did I wake you up…?” Michelangelo asked guiltily.
“Eh, kinda. But it’s alright.” Donatello yawned, rubbing his eyes as he sat up on his bed, reaching for his desk as he put on his glasses.
“…Are you going to come into my very humble abode or are you just going to continue to stand there?” The taller turtle asked, squinting into the darkness where the youngest was almost being consumed by.
Mikey shook his head ever so slightly, closing the door and hopping into Donnie’s bed with his blanket. The elder hugged the smaller turtle tight, rubbing his shell gently as Michelangelo melted into the embrace.
The box turtle buried his face in his older brother’s chest as the other rested his chin at the top of the smallest turtle’s head, “Mhmmmm…your warm as fuck…”
Donnie bit back a loud laugh, instead, smiling faintly as he rolled his eyes fondly.
Typical Mikey…
The second oldest wrapped his younger brother tighter in the hug, “Your literally using me as a blanket right now. I’m not your own personal heater, y'know.”
“Ehhhh…you kinda are to be honest.” The other snickered.
“Oh? You're just using me for my body heat, huh? And here I thought you loved me for me…” Donatello sniffled theatrically, wiping away a fake tear for dramatic effect.
“I do! But I also love you for your body heat.” The younger turtle giggled snarkily.
Donnie scoffed, shaking his head slightly as he smiled; he couldn’t help but chuckle faintly.
"You're such a dunderhead, y'know that?” The older said as he scribbled at the youngest’s sides, grinning as Mikey almost immediatley squealed with laughter.
“Here I am, pouring my heart out to you, being all sentimental and caring...and all you care about is my toasty body heat.” Donatello fake seethed, scribbling where the younger’s plastron met his shell.
Michelangelo screeched loudly at his brothers squiggly and wriggly fingers, hugging his middles before turning around so his shell faced the young scientist.
The light scarlet eyed turtle squealed, kicking his legs from under the bed sheets as his brother continued to tickle him, “N-NohoHAH! D-Deehee cahahome ohon dohon’t doohoo thihihis!” He squeaked, pulling on Donatello’s arms.
“And where do you think you’re going, little brother?” The taller turtle asked, wrapping one arm around Mikey’s chest so his arms were at his sides. “You’re not going anywhere~!” Donnie grinned before scribbling his free hand all long the younger’s stomach.
“OHO FAHAAAHACK! DEEHEE NOHO STAHAP!! THAHAT’S SOHO SOHO BAHAHAD!!!” Michelangelo screeched whilst laughing loudly and hysterically, kicking his legs so much that the blankets soared high in the air and fell on the floor.
'And she was a fairy' ahh moment…
“I’m going to tickle you foreveeeeer! Eeheevihil lahahaugh!” The purple hoodie wearing mutant announced as he nibbled the crook of his baby brother’s neck.
Donnie laughed along with the other, his mind flashing back to times when they were very little…
…When they would lay together in the dark with fairy lights hung around the ceiling, infodumping about shows and movies as he would hold his younger brother close to him to keep him warm…
…It was just like when they were little kids.
Well, almost like when they were little kids.
In their early childhood years there was definetly less hyena cackling…that was for sure.
“GAHAHAD DAHA— squeal NOOOHOHOHO!” The younger mutant squealed, shaking his head as a faint blush spread to his cheeks.
“Yeeeeeeees~!” Donatello playfully cooed, “And stop your loud Tom-foolery! You’re going to wake up the entire lair!”
“THEHEN STAH— squeal!! GOHOD— squeak SCREHEHEW YAHA— YOHOU! STOHOHAP TIHICKLING squeak MEEHEEHEE!” Mikey yelled through his laughs.
“But you looooove it~!” The other smugly countered.
“DEEEEEHEEHEE! PLAHAHEASE! YOHOUR GOHOHONNA KILL MEEHEE!!”
“Kill yohou?” The elder mutant asked in awe, pausing the tickling for a split second before mercilessly prodding where the other’s ribs would be.
The reaction was almost immediate as Michelangelo let out a loud, genuine scream before descending into hysterical fits of laughter.
Mikey thrashed and squealed helplessly, throwing his head back on his older brother’s shoulder. “DOHOHAHA— squeak DOHOHAHANNIE!!”
“You are conversing with Donatello; yes?”
“PLAHAHAHEASE!”
“Please what~? Pleeeeease keep tickling you~? Pleeeeease tickle tickle your oh-so ticklish ribs~?”
“N-NAHAH! THAHAT IHIS NOHOT WHAHA— squeal IHI DIDN’T MEEEHEAN THAHAAAT!”
The softshell chuckled lowly, holding his baby brother’s wrists above his head as he lightly nibbled his ribs.
The box turtle squeezed his eyes shut, throwing his head back once more as he could do nothing but happily laugh.
“D'awww~! Are Mikey’s wittle wibs tickwish~?” Donnie teased, using his free hand to flutter along the orange cladded turtle’s neck.
“AAAAAHAHAHAH— SQUEAK!! NONONOHOHO! DEEHEE DEEHEE NOHO— SQUEAK SQUEAK— NAHAHA— SQUEAL— NOHO MOHOHORE!!!”
“No more~? Are you sure~?”
“YEHAHAHAH! YEHEHES YEHE— SQUEAL YEHEHES!!”
Donnie gave his brother one last poke at the rib before stopping and hugging him from behind, resuming the gentle shell rubs. “I guess I really am nothing more than your own personal heater, hm? Just a walking furnace at your command…”
The box turtle mutant groaned loudly, flicking the taller turtle’s forehead slightly, “Deeeehee yohou knohow damn wehell thahahat’s nohot true.” Mikey pouted, snuggling in the embarce.
"Yeah, yeah…I know, I know. You supposedly love me for more than just my body heat.”Donatello said as he let out a huff of laughter and rolled his eyes.
The elder wrapped his arms tighter around his brother, resting his chin on the orange cladded teen’s head once more.
The smaller turtle giggled at the action before yawning, snuggling into the other’s plastron, “Lohove yohou, dorkwad…”
“Pfft— dorkwad? Is that the best you can do? Really?” The softshell snickered.
“Is ahass faced Atomic Lahass fuhucker good enohough fohor you?” The box turtle asked snarkily.
“I’ll stick with dorkwad, thanks.” The older giggled.
“That’s whahat I thohought.” Mikey grinned as he yawned, resting on his face on his brother’s chest, “Lohove you, Dee.”
“I love you too, Angelo.”
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(𝙿.𝚂.: 𝙸𝚏 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚎𝚗𝚓𝚘𝚢𝚎𝚍 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚏𝚒𝚌, 𝚙𝚕𝚎𝚊𝚜𝚎 𝚛𝚎𝚋𝚕𝚘𝚐!!!)
#Rottmnt tickle#Rottmnt tickle fic#Rottmnt tickle fanfiction#Tickletober#Tickletober 2024#Lee!Mikey#Ler!Donnie#Another PB&J fic⁉️⁉️⁉️#Yes‼️‼️‼️#Am I sorry I wrote them again for the millionth time⁉️⁉️⁉️#FUUUUUUCK NO‼️‼️‼️#They’re not even my fave duo 😭🫶🏾#REAL ONES KNOW WHO MY FAVE RISE DUO IS EEEEE#Sorry if the beginning is cringy I wanted to be……..#✨Poetic✨#AND JUST CAME FROM A PARTY#I ATE MY DRESS UP 🤝🏾🤝🏾🤝🏾🤝🏾🤝🏾🤝🏾#Got so many pics with people omgggg#And I talked to some freshman AIHFHENA they’re so adorbs#But ANYWAY#Writing Don is so unbelievably fun#Like he’s such a dork oh my GOSH 🥹💜#And I HATE when people write him wrong its just so….UGGGDGDGSHSJAJA#You don’t get him like I do type shit ✊🏾😎#I also had a weird daydream that Raph April Leo Donnie and Mikey danced to 'Calm Down' by Rema….#IF YKYK#I love being African omfg whhehehe ❤️💚💛🖤
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A little wisdom for your day
Best advice I can tell you is this: love people out loud. Don't worry if you look cool. Sincerity and kindness are hot. (The hottest thing a man can do is be a good person with a kind heart who throws down when need be, in my opinion.)
Move toward those who love you out loud too. (There are so many small ways to do this. Little gestures matter. I am forever a penguin bringing those I love shiny rocks. Sometimes, I use all the exclamation marks. I regret nothing.)
Fling a compliment. Confess a truth. Share something meaningful. (Connect. It’s what helps us find softness in the dark and beauty in the light.)
Yes, it can be scary. But all the good things start that way.
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I loved him so much, I got a pillow!
I got an incredible commission from @k1pperd1p on Twitter! This is my OC Ravis and he's a huge comfort character for me, so you can imagine the happy tears when I saw him so wonderfully immortalized! His entire personality is captured so well and I couldn't be more happy! Thank you so so much Kip!
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yoimiya + vocaloid haitham
#incredibly indulgent of me sorry#cat’s art#genshin#genshin impact#genshin impact fanart#genshin fa#yoimiya#yoimiya naganohara#alhaitham#haitham#sumeru#inazuma#pyro#dendro#LISTEN. i love haith a normal amount#me when i project on the char that is ‘just like me fr’#i am pretending he is a vocaloid fan yes#and many other things#YOU GUYS DONT UNDERSTAND HES COOL BUT HES ALSO A DORK. A MEGA DWEEB#look at this nerd (affectionate)
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okay yall i know i just came back but uh my best friend is having a minor emergency so. no promises. sorry yall.
#yes the best friend im always talking about#love that dork#yea this is related to what i posted last night#aghhh i am SO out of my depth here
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also i can't believe riley was scoffing at dating buffy whilst watching her at peak weirdo girlfailure. what an incredible lack of taste
#'yes but would you want to date that?' he said as she exhibited truly heretofore unreached levels of lameness#god what a tool#btvs rewatch#btvs#buffy summers#anti briley#???#disclaimer lol i actually like early seasons briley because they're such dorks alskdjflsd#this is some light ribbing#but i am aware that the riley and briley tags are unfortunately crowded with badly tagged anti posts so#just to be safe
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Behind The Scenes
#HIS CHUCKLE HIS LAUGHTER#he deserves all the praise and love for this dlkfjds#also PETER IS A DORK AND A BABE#aaaa i love them so much your honor#my posts#alan wake 2#ilmo koskela#jaakko koskela#koskela brothers#koskela commercials#behind the scenes#my video#video#the award winning koskelas#im losing it im losing it i am looking i am in awe and i am in love#LOVE TONIGHT PEOPLE hdjflks#I NEED MORE BUT ALSO THANK YOU FOR THIS FOOD SAM#yes i went ahead and downloaded the video and cut it to this part becos i am totally normal about them
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You know when your friend shows you her favourite streamer and it's the most average looking white guy you've ever seen in your life and you're like "why are you obsessed with this man, he's Literally Just Some Guy?"
So, I've acquired Laios Dungeon Meshi and I get it now
#dungeon meshi#he's such a dork look at him go#I love all the characters I am very happy that it is not just a good show bc of the food and animation and stuff#but that even the characters are so unique & have such strong personalities#and that it's like All of them and not just the guys or not just the most stereotypical archetypes#THEY'RE GOOD THEY'RE VERY GOOD#issa good show#am I up past midnight cause I just wanna watch another episode? yes.. do I regret? absolutely not
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This gif plays in my head, every time I lay eyes on you.
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