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July 23 2017

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Texts From Superheroes: The Best of Spider-Man

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Give it back…give it back!

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The internet is truly a special place.

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                                                          in this situation… this kid’s smiling.

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The Best Boy feat. Eyes That Can Kill

I switched on laptop first time in two days and the first thing I saw was that the Ballroom e Youkoso episode is out. Hyoudou’s hips definitely don’t lie in that episode, his Killer Eyes ™ are the best, and I approve of him manhandling Tatara. What can I say, I’m a filthy shipper with filthy imagination.

Tatara had so much fun with dancing waltz with Shizuku, it was adorable. All dances looked great but I feel like there was too many scenes where characters weren’t moving? Still, it was a great episode. And I got chills when we got a scene implying that Mr Gorilla pushed Hyoudou down the stairs. 

July 21 2017



I love hearing about the vibes I give off cause I honestly have no idea

Anonymously message me what vibes I give off and why you think that

pineapple??! BANANA? what is wrong with people

One of my friends ordered it once and give me a slice to try it. It was awful.

The world is a scary, scary place.

Sorry, Nami - I’m pro-pineappleonpizza too

… It’d hurt less if you stabbed me with a knife, Brutus.

I’m still with you, darling~

I knew you wouldn’t leave me ;u;

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“Oh, Noct..”

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Drawn before FFXV came out, but after Kingsglaive. |D;;; I didn’t have good references at the time.




Fruits and seafood do not belong on pizza! End the blasphemy! 

You see I was with you until this point, but seafood so totally belongs on pizza! O:

Everyone is abandoning me ;u;

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Ran out of novels to read, big guy?


What if Prompto is just a normal kid, trying to get a degree at his local city college while holding down a part-time job so he can save up for his own apartment, but every time he closes his eyes he dreams of Insomnia? It’s like one of those long, continuous dreams that people talk about having, but this one doesn’t ever pick up where it leaves off. The dream keeps going during the hours he spends living his normal life and then, after he turns off the light and climbs into bed, he blinks into awareness in a car speeding through the Leiden landscape and an entire day’s worth of memories come flowing into his head all at once. Sometimes he dozes off in the middle of the world’s most boring history lecture, and suddenly finds himself in the middle of a battle, his arm bracing against the recoil of a gun he doesn’t remember firing, a large body shoving him out of the way of an attack as he hesitates, brain struggling to catch up.

The first time he sees Noctis in real life, slumped fast asleep over the edge of a biology lab table, he nearly faints. Prompto isn’t sure how a character from his dreams can exist in the real world, but it doesn’t stop him from taking the seat next to the other boy and striking up a conversation when he finally wakes up. After all, there’s nothing to be anxious about. Prompto already knows that he and Noctis will be friends.

Doctors don’t know what to make of his dreams. As far as they know, aside from a bit of anxiety, there is nothing wrong with Prompto. Neurologists and therapists and medication can’t find a way to stop the dreams from coming, and after a time, Prompto isn’t sure that he wants them to. The dream world may be full of sacrifice and violence and loss, but it is also full of friendship and hope and… love.

Prompto dreams of a man with pale green eyes and a soft smile that makes his heart flutter whenever he is graced with it. A man so selfless and intelligent and passionate and kind that the Prompto in his dreams falls in love quickly and hopelessly. Prompto spends years of dreams memorizing the curve of Ignis’ lips, the pattern of the birthmarks that dot their way across the right side of his face, the way his fingers feel as they drag roughly through his hair when they kiss. He wakes in the morning, disoriented and lonely, reaching across the bed for a man who won’t be there.

On the day of Prompto’s 25th birthday, ten years after first meeting Ignis in his dreams, Prompto catches sight of him stepping briskly through the station away from a departing train. And though the doors are closing and Noctis has already claimed their seats, Prompto can’t stop himself from pushing his way back onto the platform, dodging commuters and tourists as best he can while he tears through the crowded station after him.

Prompto calls out his name and Ignis turns.

His eyes, wide and confused behind the rim of his tasteful glasses, are undamaged.

But they are also without recognition.

Ignis, the man he has spent the past ten years of his life falling head over heels in love with, has no idea who he is.



Fruits and seafood do not belong on pizza! End the blasphemy! 

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