Dude, I'd Rather Be An Anime Protagonist And Fight Villains Than Choose A Career Path. The Latter Seems

i feel like ppl underestimate how tired i am after i come home from any social event

like the THREE WORDS I SPEAK

THE MINISCULE AMOUNT OF SPACE I OCCUPIED

THE OVERWHELMING CULMINATION OF EMOTIONS SPURRING FROM DIFF PEOPLE

THE MENTAL GYMNASTICS IN MY HEAD TRYING TO FIGURE OUT WHAT KIND OF COMMUNICATION METHOD WILL WORK ON WHICH PEOPLE

THE EYE-CONTACT

THE JOKES AND LAUGHS I HAVE TO KEEP UP WITH

HAVING TO HOLD MY PATIENCE UP BY A THREAD AND PUSHING MYSELF TO ENDURE THE PAIN ON MY FEET

all that just from a ten minute outside time

things i have said while watching aot

what the fuck??? IN TEH FIRST EPISODE

oh no, please, no,no,no

ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

huh, what happened?

i feel bad for yuki kajis throat

AAAAAAAAAAAAAAooooooooooosOHHHHHHHHHHHHO

RUNR RUN RUN

i want to cryyyyyyyyyyyyydsdm

no i feel bad for everyones throat

fuck fuck fuck fcukc fucfjcu fk

hang on, wtf

no, not marco polo, no plz no

levi standing on top of a titan is my fav thing

leaked everywhere in mid-air??? wtf eren?

ANNIE FUCKING LEONHART

romantic or not, i really like the bond mitsuya and yuzuha have. something that really struck this thought was mitsuya saying how much he respects yuzuha for what she has done for hakkai. they are both the older siblings to their youngers ones, are protective and caring and loving, have to bear the responsibility of being a parent at a young age. they both know what it takes to be the shield for thier younger siblings. they both know how tiring it is, how much it hurts, how much one requires energy and the patience, how much they have to sacrifice themselves for the safety and happiness of their loved ones.

i really love that mitsuya recognizes the situation yuzuha is in because he himself has been in that same situation. its saying 'i know what youve been through, ive been there before, and youre so brave for being so strong. rest now, ill take care of things from here.' and yuzuha is so happy, so relieved, for being so appreciated because for so long it was kept a secret that she was the one taking taijus punches for hakkai. now theres someone who knows how exactly it feels like.

they both love their siblings and would do it all over again if it is to ensure their happiness and safety. but in the process theyre both starving themselves of their own happiness.

i relate to them so much it hurts.

wanna know how introverted my family is?

my mom and my sister both ran away when the doorbell rang, leaving me to answer the door to the guests we were aware would arrive at our house

“Nine months,” Caleb murmured, staring at the tiny baby in his arms. His baby. Their baby. His eyes were shining with awe—but his voice carried a hint of betrayal. “Nine months inside your mom’s womb… only to come out looking exactly like me.”

You rolled your eyes, the corner of your lips curling up into a soft smile. Your attention remained fixed on the minimally interesting documentary playing on the TV. “Good job, baby.”

“Good job?” He continued to pace in circles while cradling the baby. Caleb ran a finger along his son’s cheek, gently poking it, amazed by how soft and chubby it was. “It’s not that I don’t like him—he’s cute, and I love him. But I wanted a mini-you running around the house, giving me headaches. Instead, I replicated myself.”

“Yeah, sometimes genetics do that.” You replied, starting to feel a little sorry for your husband. “Besides, he hasn’t even turned one month old yet, maybe he’ll pick up my personality or some other trait of mine?”

Caleb sat down next to you, careful not to disturb the pillows surrounding you. “You think?” He spoke a little too loudly, then flinched as he felt the baby stir, waking up. Slowly, his tiny eyelids fluttered open, granting his dad a glimpse of his purple irises.

There was a long silence between you, the only sound being the narrator’s voice echoing through the room.

You took a deep breath, trying to suppress a laugh. Caleb held one of the baby’s tiny hands, attempting to entertain him. “Your genes didn’t even try…”

arima: *breathes

the ccg: talented, brilliant, incredible, amazing, show-stopping, spectacular, never-the-same, totally unique, completely-not-ever-been-done-before

me: so covid-19...

c-19: hmm...

me: why are you killing millions of people?

c-19: ...

how am i supposed to interview an airborne disease that is invisble to the naked eye and cant talk whatsoever!!!?

genuinely need some toge inumaki fics like... someone pls feed me🙏

listen, if u are a kisaki stan and/or simp, i hate u. i'm sorry no im not but its just the way the world was made. its natural. its strictly just the way i am. im a libra, so... like the day i was born, god looked at me and went 'this one... hates kisaki stans' either that or just made me like this. either way, its outta my control.

like if i saw a kisaki stan, my hand is up in the air and smack! ive imprinted my palms onto your face. im sorry no im not but again, its just the way the world works.

if yall would've said hanma then i would judge u but let u off in the end cuz there's no denying that mf is pretty. at least when he's like 26.

but kisaki

the dude is ugly af. like there are so many attractive, beautiful characters (MITSUYA) and you're telling me this one skinny, guy from maze-runner, who couldn't fucking take no for an answer, the type of person who eats sandwiches horizontally and likes pineapple on pizza is the one who caught your eye.

bitch plz

i was going through my posts and saw this

if yall dont thank me-

if miyano mamoru doesn't play douma, then whats the point?