me, vibrating out of my skin : hey can I talk to you about this piece of media real quick? I pinky promise I'll be So Normal about it, like there's no reason to be concerned that this will turn into a three hour long monologue. Like I Prommy that I'm not gonna be a freak about it.
I associate Leorio with dances like Rock'n'roll lindyhop and smt like these! I don’t know why :D He made Kurapika dance
Intricate rituals...
Thinking About Fictional Character while you have music on is such a risky activity. there’s no way EVERY song on this album is literally about Fictional Character. and yet……..
Robin is freaking out about how she hasn’t had her first kiss yet and Steve’s like, “Hey, I’ll help you.”
She raised an eyebrow at him and he rolls his eyes, “Not with me, obviously. I will find you someone.”
This leads to a whole month where they’ll go to a party/bar/club and Steve will bring over a random man and just leave him there.
Robin is just ?????????
She feels like she’s reading this wrong because to her, it seems like Steve is implying that she should make out with these objectively good looking guy and - and - finally she explodes, “Do you know what a lesbian is?”
“Yeah?”
“Okay, then why do you keep bringing guys over to me??!!”
Steve gives her a baffled look, says like it’s obvious, “So you can have your first kiss.”
“Why?” She asks through the insanity. “Would. I. Want. To. Do. That?????! I’m. A. Lesbian.”
“…oh, Robs,” Steve says like he gets it but proves that he really doesn’t when he adds, “A first kiss feels like it’s really important but it’s not. So you just do it with anyone to get it over with.”
“I’m a lesbian.”
“So?? My first kiss was with Tommy,” Steve shrugs. “Why would you want your first kiss to be with someone you like? The first kiss is always bad.”
Robin just stares at that revelation and then looks at the clock. It’s getting late but they can be tired for work tomorrow. This is a conversation she needs to have now.”
straigbt up "under it" and by "it" well lets jusr say, my blankeys
One thing about me is that I will see a story about tragic siblings and grab it by the throat and shake it around like a rabid dog with a squeaky toy
10 THINGS I HATE ABOUT YOU (1999) dir. Gil Junger
Robin : *Rolls over in bed and knees Steve in the ribs*
Steve : Ow! you kneed me!
Robin, sleepily : Yeah, i do need you...
Steve, voice cracking : Okay-
its just embarrassing when you make a fandom related post and it doesnt get any notes like okay. so no one want to play tuoys with me. no one wants to play with our little guys together. okay thats fine. yeah its cool... puts my hands in my jacket pockets. kicks a beer can that was on the side of the road a little
idgaf i will never get tired of the dog motif. it will never be cliche it will never be trite it will never not hit hard. i see a dog coded character crawl back to their owner even after being kicked and the inside of my brain looks like this