Imagine You And Your F/o(s) As Little Creatures Like Chiikawa And Friends

spoiling rich f/os ok post now

rb to have your f/o scratch that itch you just can’t reach

videogames with f/o … especially if they absolutely suck at it , and you get to laugh at them for losing again after demanding a sixth rematch — or you’re sitting beside them as they play , muttering over every little thing they’re doing wrong , taking the controller out of their hands to do it yourself ….

or maybe they’re weirdly ( or not-so-weirdly ! ) good at it and demolish you in every game you play — even if it’s something like stardew valley and they’re speedrunning perfection — snickering and looking over at you to watch how angry you get after losing again and again and again , maybe even completely tryharding just to see you get upset …… just sitting together with them after a long day , getting to relax and worry about mundane things rather than the outside world ♡♡♡

YOU LIVE IN A SHIPPING CONTAINER ????? YES THE FUCK YOU ARE ???????????? pee yew , i smell you through the screen !!!!

hosting a seance neow . hiring you a guardian angel .

you’re helping make the hashbrowns .. if i read that right … ??? ouuu …. actually i’m good it’s okay …….

— chiikawa beef ( mod ik i interact with this blog a LOT uuhuhu if it’s too much just lmk and i will back off /gen !!!! ☆☆☆ sorry #anxious #audhd /lh)

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i’m helping with the CRAB actually. and i make a LOT of crab so i know what i’m doing…

No typing quirks.

i beg… PLEASE respect people’s boundaries when it comes to iDs/iRLs and yumes. the same way you wouldn’t want someone claiming that they're (xyz) while knowing it makes you uncomfortable— extend that same care to others ! /nm /nbh

You smell rancid

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NO I DON’T. I SHOWER EVERY 4 DAYS IS THAT NOT ENOUGH FOR YOU PEOPLE.

i even showered a day early YESTERDAY!!!

I DO NOT SMELL BAD!!!!!

thinking about how when chuuya was taken, his puppy barked so loud it woke the neighbors. scratched up the door trying to follow him. when the men in coats didn’t bring him back, the little thing curled up in chuuya’s bed and waited. refused to eat for days. cried at the window every night like he thought if he just watched long enough, chuuya would come waddling down the street again. even months later, he still padded into chuuya’s room at night, curled up on his pillow just to smell him on the sheets.

by the time chuuya's integrated into the mafia, the dog is old and gray. he still whines at the bedroom door. and he will probably continue to do so until he physically can't anymore, till he grows too weak to walk the house and check the windows and doors every night before bed. till he resigns himself to the (too) little dog bed that chuuya handpicked for him and dreams of his kids smile and voice before he dozes. even in rest, loyalty is a hard thing to put down.

girls that fucking haaaaaaaaaaate each other (they really don't)

i hate rejection sensitivity dude wdym my coworker gently corrected my mistake and i want to bash my own skull in with a hammer