government assigned sans kin. not over haganai even after 10 years. biggest yozora/sena simp. i'm gay. w/e.
losing the enstars war on the side of losing
It just makes a lot of sense why Marcille and Laios would be good friends, really, because Marcille Will Tell You What Is On Her Mind. If she doesn't like something, she throws a tantrum. If she's down to clown, she clowns like a champ. If she has an opinion, she voices it clearly and concisely. Laios knows exactly where Marcille stands in pretty much every topic.
On Marcille's end, she's down to clown more than people give her credit for. Laios said "yo let's play with these bones and rearrange them in funny ways" and Marcille joined right in. Like, yeah, she'll want to bonk his skull in sometimes, but aside from the monster and dungeon (well, she does have this one, just differently) fascination, she's pretty much in the same wavelength as Laios when it comes to most things.
Which is cool! Because they could've made them hostile siblings in law but they are besties actually.
Arknights X Dungeon Meshi means there is now a very real danger of Laios trying to eat a powerful seaborn, being stopped and warned by Doctor that eating it would turn him into a giant, grotesque sea monster that constantly evolves to become the perfect killing machine, then watching Laios start eating it faster
always frustrating when you try to raise a point that is fucked up about Society with someone and they reply "it's always been like this". Yeah, and? Don't you want society to be better? "It's always been like this though" BUT THATS NOT THE POINT? ISNT THAT FUCKED UP THAT ITS LIKE THIS?
i've been obsessing over wiš'adel's floating drone gun things?? especially with the sticker sets out now like are these guys sentient? she's pissing them off. they're pissing her off. where the fuck did she get them
Something I do really love about The Tumblr Experience™️ is that you get everything. The whole blog, in order, not by popularity or (usually) tailored to fit an audience.
I followed this person for one thing, but this is a really gorgeous picture of a bird. A gifset of a movie I never would have seen. A poem about brothers or frogs or ribbon or love.
It's odd but it's meditative, almost. I think it's part of why mutuals, especially ones we don't really talk to, are such a specific phenomenon. I've never spoken to you, you stopped talking about the thing I followed you for forever ago, I don't even remember what it was, but I like seeing you there, still reblogging gifsets of 1990s cult classics and parasocially blogging about Bob Dylan.