a reminder in these days of window pane views and silent hours in lonely rooms.
you are seen.
WOWOWOWOWOW THANK YOU EVERYONE THIS IS REALLY SO 🥺🥺✨✨✨❤️❤️❤️❤️
Jim and Pam’s wedding scene always makes me cry.
“ Hm? “ An amused noise left the JUNGLE clansman as he stepped over one of the scepter 4 soldiers. ( Dead or just unconscious was impossible to tell without being close up, especially since it was Yukari Mishakuji. ) “ You sound personally offended by that. “
A gloved hand waved away the imaginary speech as he returned Ayamachi to the ever present sheath on his back that the blade was kept in. Eyes surveyed the scene; the ground littered with blue from the coats of unconscious soldiers. Clearly Yukari hadn’t held any problem on his own against a unit of Scepter 4 men.
“ They let me have some fun. Besides, I told the U-ranks to abandon the mission if they didn’t want the points that badly. “ A pause ensued as Yukari considered it, rubbing his jaw. “ I’m rather disappointed not a single one stayed. Ah well, I am more than capable of handling it on my own, Misaki-chan~! “ Cheerful optimism as always, brown eyes focused back on the red clansman. One might underestimate the Beauty Angel upon first meeting, with his talks of beauty, but he had singlehandedly destroyed the Gold Clan and easily at that. He was a dangerous man even with the cheerfulness.
“Yer kiddin’ me, right?”
Yata had never been one to worry too much about the blues- in fact, ask anyone and they’d tell you he hated them. But he had never killed any of them. HOMRA as an organization wasn’t a bunch of killers- far from it. It was the type of line Yata hadn’t crossed before, regardless of whatever rumors his reputation across Shizume had circled about him. However that said, he wasn’t as phased by death these days. Not after losing Mikoto and Tatara, and not when it wasn’t one of his own.
….Still. It was uncomfortable seeing this guy laying there on the ground, unmoving. And they were in an alliance now too, so these guys were on his team, loathe though he were to admit it. A quick glance around proved that he didn’t recognize any of the fallen soldiers- and just what was that blue king thinking? These guys weren’t Special OPS, they were just lower ranking clansmen.
“To let go of your comrades that easily is pathetic. Just what kind of group are you guys?”
The redhead eyed the sword as it was put away, but that didn’t cause the grip on his staff to loosen any. Even someone like him knew the guy in front of him was dangerous. After all, he was the one who dared kidnap his king- and with just the remembrance, he had to grit his teeth to stop his aura from leaking out in his anger. He froze then however, finally seeming to process how he’d been addressed.
“AND DON’T CALL ME THAT!!”
i’m so excited for this you have no idea :’)))))))
Edibles, shrooms and coffee all get lost inside my belly, poor me 😓
Feed me and I’ll love you forever
Altea: *dials 911*
MC: Don’t do this…
Altea: Hello 911? I’d like to report a crime in progress.
MC: Altea this is illegal.
911: What is the nature of your emergency?
Altea: It’s my wife, she…
MC: Altea I swear to god.
Altea: STOLE MY HEART
so sad im not at flog gnaw
on the down side I didn’t realize I was drinking to much wine and I threw up in their sink 🙈😬 and I still feel sick 😒 so yay
I mean after all he wished death upon me
i need to talk about andrew minyard.
(not going to lie… I loved it…)
UGGGGGGHHHHHHHHHHHHH @ Sonny.
Undertale - Spare Sans