#leo's incoherence

[zmbiesuga]

thinkin' about vil schoenheit with a rockstar!bf who is so enamoured by him and shows him off every chance he can get by writing songs about him & making sure paparazzi get shots of him at his show ♡_____♡

#leo's incoherence #love letters from leo #my dearest twst #vil schoenheit drabble #vil schoenheit x male reader #vil schoenheit x reader #vil x male reader #vil x reader #likeee #im such a sucker for “elegant and refined actor” bf x “crude and loud musician” bf #HE NEEDS SOME FUN!!!! #this is totally not because my twst self insert is a musician whaaat #no way pfft

[cheetahleopard]

I also think there's something to be said about Willis being a victim of the system- petty criminal has enough charges he's a felon when caught can't get a better job turns to more petty crime eventually dies in the system because it failed him - and how that plays into Jason's sense of morality. It's also why I'm so against this idea that Jason randomly kills whoever's in his way rather than the careful planning and research we see in for example UTRH or Lost Days. Like. He doesn't believe in the system. He has lost faith in the system in multiple ways and I think having his dad be abusive or hated by Jason is. Lacking. Because Willis who tried his best but was failed by the system that's supposed to help him and lacking the support to get out of the system fell victim to it... Well, that really fits when looking at Jason's ideology.

#bat meta #leo rambles #jason todd #this is incoherent bc im tired but.

[turtlecleric]

Do you ever think about rise!Leo having a terrible bout of insomnia, going days without any real sleep, and just portaling into your apartment in the middle of the night, delirious, crawling into bed with you, and finally, finally, finally being able to rest once he's got you in his arms?

#“do you ever think about rise!Leo-” Yes. always #something about him being basically incoherent and instinctively seeking you out #and/or sleeping with you helps keep the nightmares away #sighhhhh #turtlecleric scrolls #rise!leo

[thisisadonaldduckblognow]

ik it’s probably a classic case of extrapolating way too much but... the way raph’s character design lines up w his whole arc and role and struggles...

like the fact that he is so so so much bigger than the others. raph is big, raph is strong, raph is steady and sturdy and he can literally pick up his entire family and carry them all at once. 

and like, when raph is so big and so strong and such a reliable thing. when raph is the protector, the one calling the shots on missions, the mother hen, the first point of authority. when raph is there, overprotective, when raph (for all that his brothers poke at him not being good under pressure) always always ALWAYS comes through at the end of the day when things are serious, ALWAYS gives it everything he’s got. 

his design and his learned role/behaviors in this family are just the perfect storm of why it took up to the season finale to drive home the issue.

so much of the series carries the default energy of “raph will handle it.”

raph will hold up the ceiling above you. raph will throw himself over you and take a hit and get back up and keep fighting. raph has a power that makes him even bigger and draws more attention and makes him able to carry MORE. raph will be the substitute parent. raph will be put into the mentor role through leo’s leadership arc. 

and raph is big. he’s built to carry heavy loads. raph is strong. raph is bold and loud and always ready to try to push on. even if he doesn’t know what to do or what he’s doing, he won’t give up and we’ll all pull together and things will turn out okay.

(his room is full of teddy bears. he dipped out on a mission to try to take a picture of a pigeon carrying a slice of pizza. he’s terrified of being alone.

he’s just as much of a kid as his brothers are. he’s just as new and inexperienced with the things happening to them as his brothers are. but for him, for some reason, there’s like this double standard where that becomes a huge glaring flaw.)

idk this got very sloppy and uncoordinated. i’m very in my feelings about raph right now though.

#rottmnt #rise of the tmnt #rottmnt raph #rise raph #rottmnt raphael #honestly i could go on forever and ever about the double standard thing where raph is concerned #like. w movie leo especially leo is learning lessons raph also had to learn in the series! making very similar mistakes! #but you never see analyses or essays pointing to those bad calls as signs that leo isn't up to the task... #(i mean there are some clear Reasons why that happens.) #(its the reason why raph and mikey are the bros who get the least content by a MILE. but. not the point of this post.) #the whole point is just the idle subconscious assumption and associations of it being fine to let raph carry everything #literally physically sure but also metaphorically #and the plight of the child who seems to Need Nothing (all children need; some sadly learn not to appear to need) #even my tags are incoherent rn clenches fists i love him so much is all #like there is a reason it takes to the series finale for him to have a proper breakdown and get actual support from his bros #and i am still mad we never got real good content for him and splinter #considering how similar their arcs ARE.... #thats a whole other thing whatever

[turtleblogatlast]

My rambling is always cut off by the tag limits 😔

#you know what I’m saying it here since the tags cut me off #the pink brand shirt was cute actually #it was the sweatband that made it bad #and the tucking in of the shirt #if that wasn’t included it’s a cute look that I see people wear all the time plz I’m begging #Leo isn’t bad at this he just goes too far 😭 #and also #I love how Mikey actually has a similar eye for this as Donnie #their disguise hoodies are even identical #which makes sense as they are the more hands on artistic people in the fam just in different ways #alternatively Donnie GAVE Mikey the hoodie which is just as good if not better #but yeah as i was writing prev post I started thinking about the popular ideas of Leo’s style and such and was like man #people always go one or the other for him #plz he’s not a frat boy he really really isn’t 😭 #idk it just kinda bothers me when people wave away the fact that his face man status isn’t just pushed by himself but by others too? #*incoherent muttering* #I could write an essay on this but I feel like that would be too long winded even for me kdkdkd

[westanhibikana]

I'm so jealous of people who are good at writing character analysis for their favs or making art or writing fics. all I do is scream and rotate leo/need in my brain

#im pointing at them aggressively #one day im gonna sit and write down all of my incoherent thoughts about them #just you wait #project sekai #pjsekai #leo/need

[sam7sparks7]

Sorry if someone has already made a post about this but I haven't been able to stop thinking of the implications of it

Adam so very casually and hurtfully throwing the knife "your world maybe" as if it isn't true.

The core of Leo's world is Adam.

From that playground to the tree house to the garage and the fifteen long and lonely years, to say nothing of how Leo moved the earth and sky looking for a trace that Adam was innocent even when he did not fully believe it

And then to hear it slapped in his face, so effortlessly, like it doesn't even matter, like he's a bee buzzing around the light bulb of Adam Schürk's greatness

Oh the heartbreak! The pain and the anger!

Because you take away Adam and the foundations of Leo's world start swaying, and that's a truth both of them know, and that is why there's nothing more painful that could flay open Leo's heart and hurt so bad

#adam schürk #leo hölzer #tatort saarbrücken #kde spoilers #sorry for the incoherence

[hyperfixated-homo]

y’know it kinda feels like psychological horror is kinda perfect for Leo, but i still wanna hear your reasoning

Psychological horror is my favourite genre to read. Maybe it's because I'm so intrigued by understanding how others think, but it just really hits the spot for me.

There's such a heavy focus on our mental and emotional states in psychological horror that you don't get as much with other genres. That's part of the reason that I chose it for Leo, because it's not based on any real, tangible fear, but rather what is going on inside your head. It works well for him because Leo internalises literally everything! And represses the hell out of it! He's literally the perfect psych horror protagonist. He wouldn't trust himself- much less the people around him- with what he's thinking, which would lead to spirals and inevitably more dangerous situations.

I also think that Leo wouldn't be scared of that many other genres unless it was a very specific sort of fear caused by a phobia. I can imagine him maybe having a fear of death, or of losing his family, but neither of those fears have a full genre based on it (like Raph's fear of the paranormal). Both seem more likely to be used as plot devices in a psychological horror story.

#ty for the ask! #tmnt #rottmnt #rottmnt horror au #tmnt leo #forgot to say if you have a different idea for each character. id love to hear it #or just thoughts in general #people probably wont see this because its in the tags but! im saying it anyways #none of these are really set in stone. you could assign any given trait to any given character and make it work #because its all up to interpretation! #i actually had a bit of trouble choosing who should have what genre in the first place #i thought about maybe making donnie paranormal horror. raph was originally going to be slasher and i was REALLY stuck on what to make mikey #this makes more sense to me? but there are other options im sure i havent thought about #anyways. #apologies for my bad explanations and incoherent rambles im not a writer /lh #shadow rambles #psych!leo

[justaz]

leonidas “leo” valdez (houston born and raised) thriving off of chaos and annoying the ever loving shit out of people and william andrew solace (austin born and raised) being absolutely disgusted by the sound of joints popping and not non-confrontational in the slightest getting into a yelling match that descends into almost incoherent southern screaming that draws a crowd and annabeth fucking chase (virginia born and raised) getting a headache, and the heat from their powers (human torch and ray of sunshine) is unbearable, snapping at them and causing everyone in their vicinity to scatter because that was a southern mother’s hollerin’ through and through

#btw idk if i wasn’t clear but i mentioned where they’re from bc i’m saying they have southern accents #they mask them which isn’t hard after being at camp in new york for years (or around the country in leo’s case) #wait i just realized i said ‘incoherent southern screaming’ so i actually was clear on it #good to know #annabeth chase #leo valdez #will solace #percy (walking up to the huge crowd surrounding two screaming texans): oh boy i sure hope this doesn’t awaken anything in me #percabeth #pjo #percy jackson and the olympians #hoo #heros of olympus #headcanon #head canon #hc #i’m from the south #you don’t know true fear until you’ve heard a southern mother yell #you hide with god bc not even he could save you #lets ignore the fact that all of them left home at really young ages #*ben shapiro voice* for the sake of argument lets say that they kept their accents and repressed them #only for them to jump out in times of great emotional distress #like anger and annoyance for example

[sleepyjim]

I *LOVE* VIOLET HILL AND DEATH AND ALL HIS FRIENDS AUGH

HELL YEAH violet hill is literally one of my favorite songs ever omg and death and all his friends was one of the first songs i learned on my clarinet its sauuur special to me

#im a Big Fan of war metaphors #and the topic of war in music in general .this is very american of me but oughh #a lot of the album is Literally about war amd i lov it . however there is often A Metaphor in there and that makes me like it even better #also “if you love me won't you let me go” and then later “if you love me why'd you let me go” makes me insane #coldplay #ask #sorry if this is incoherent i just woke up ^_^ #leo (he/pyr/flame/it/burn)

[m4gp13]

Day 8: AU

Platonic Leo & Ethan

Word count - 2562

@them-awesome-rarepairs

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Suspended high in the velvet night sky, the Argo II rocked like a cradle. The hull creaked and groaned a soothing lullaby, interspersed only with the gentle tinkling of metal coming from the engine room. Ethan had a feeling he knew exactly what the origin of such sounds was and let his feet carry him to the door; the occasional taps from his walking stick accompanying the rest of the ship’s orchestra. He knocked once on the glossy bronze surface and heard no pause to the tinkering going on within so he pushed his way inside and slid the door closed behind.

“Leo?” he asked, picking his way through the chunks of metal and out-spilled guts of machines littering the floor. “Can we talk?” The musical racket continued without a hitch or break to the established beat. Ethan followed the sound until he found the man himself, Leo Valdez, sitting cross-legged on the floor amidst a blast zone of scattered ship guts that probably made more sense to him than to Ethan. He was hunched over something shiny and golden with ear defenders and a visor protecting him as he blowtorched a line down the metal sheet. He made no acknowledgement of Ethan’s presence.

He leaned back against the nearest wall and hefted his walking stick up to tap Leo’s shoulder with its tip. He had to prod him three times before the metal sheet went flying and Leo whipped his head around so fast Ethan was sure he heard a snap. The blowtorch was shut off and dropped into a toolbox and the visor clanged up. “Uh.” Leo looked up at him with bleary eyes as he picked the ear defenders off. “Can I help you?”

“Not likely.” Ethan eased himself down on a sturdy-looking box in the corner and stretched out his bad leg, ignoring the several glances Leo cast its way. “I wanted to talk to you about something.”

“Which is?”

“Frank.” Leo pursed his lips tight as if he’d just been made to squeeze lemon juice into his mouth. “What’s going on between you two?”

Leo looked away from him, reaching for the discarded metal sheet. “There’s nothing ‘going on between us’. It’s not like I like the guy or anything.” He made a huff that could have been an attempt at a laugh but there was clearly no mirth backing it up. Just something to soften his words.

“That’s the problem,” Ethan said. “You guys just seem very . . . antagonistic, at the moment.”

Leo grabbed a cloth with dark stains, poured some liquid out of a bottle on it and started wiping down his metal sheet. “So? We just don’t like each other that much.”

“Need I remind you that we’re on a life or death quest to save all our lives, two camps and possibly the entire world?”

Leo huffed, blowing a lock of hair out of his eyes. “No pressure or anything.”

“Leo.” His tone was sharp enough to snag Leo’s immediate attention. There wasn’t an ounce of humour on his face. The last thing Ethan wanted to do was scold his quest mates but this issue had to be put to rest before it got worse. “This is serious. If you can’t be trusted to interact without being petty or without intentionally causing problems for the other, that will genuinely put your safety, the safety of the rest of the team, and the success of the quest at risk.”

A squeak sounded as Leo slowly but vigorously ground his cloth against the metal sheet. “We’re not that bad,” he muttered. “It’s just . . .”

Ethan waited for him to find his words for almost a minute before realising he was barely even looking. “Does this have anything to do with Hazel?”

“What?” The metal sheet fumbled halfway to the floor before being snatched up by Leo’s flailing hands.

Leaning his head back against the wall, Ethan sighed as the cool metal bled into him. “I understand the two of you have some interest in one another. Hazel looks . . .” He searched for the right word to accurately describe what he saw without offending the kid in front of him. Hazel looked at him like a scientist looking at some undiscovered fungus spore down a microscope. “Intrigued, shall we say, with you. And you, I’ve noticed, have been revelling in the attention.” He leaned forward, bracing his elbows on his knees. “And I’m sure Frank has noticed too.”

Leo’s light brown face, ashy after working tirelessly into the early morning, burned several shades darker as he lowered his eyes to his work. “Well, it’s not like that. Not on my part, but if Hazel is that interested–” He aimed a smirk Ethan’s way that quickly dropped off his face when he was met with the indifferent wall of his unbothered frown. “Anyway, she’s not really my type, so Frank has nothing to worry about on that side of things.”

“Your type?” Yeah, Ethan had been semi-employed at Camp Half-Blood to help out with the influx of new campers for almost a year now, but he always managed to forget how much he disliked ‘girl talks’ with the younger teenage boys. Even those less than half a decade younger than him.

“I’m a man of taste.” Leo summoned a crooked grin on his face. “I mean, have you seen Thalia?”

 Yeah, these kids were like fucking aliens to him. “You’d get stuck in her teeth.” While Ethan had only met Thalia vanishingly few times over the past year, he heard plenty about her from Annabeth, Percy, Luke (when he was still Luke) and some of the older campers who were there when she woke up from being a tree. What he heard did not bode well for Leo’s prospects.

“I know. She’s a firecracker, right? She could probably break my spine over her knee!”

That’s not saying much, Ethan thought, but elected to keep that one to himself. “She wouldn’t give you the time of day.” Even if she hadn’t been a Hunter of Artemis, and thus vowed to romantic and sexual celibacy, Ethan couldn’t see her wasting much time on this kid.

Leo grinned and blazed some finger guns at him. “Exactly.”

Ethan raised a brow. “Your type is girls who aren’t interested in you at all?” And here it was. It was always hard to look at younger, less experienced demigods and not see at least the vague outline of your former self but with Leo? He reminded Ethan of a much dumber him in a way that had nothing to do with the divinity running through them both.

“So you’re drawn to girls you know are out of your league and you just throw bad sitcom attempts and flirty one-liners at them until something else comes up or they leave?” he asked, probing for more data before he could estimate his results.

“Pretty much,” Leo said, picking up a small hammer to bang some indents in the sheet of bronze with a rhythmic chime. “It’s never gonna happen but it’s nice to imagine.”

“You do realise that if the goal is to actually get a girlfriend, your flirting attempts are probably very counterproductive?”

The next strike from the hammer fell with a discordant clang. “Might as well let them know what they’re in for right out of the gate,” he said, focusing intently on regaining his lost rhythm with the hammer.

Ethan fought the urge to cringe. Leo’s self-sabotaging habits could be a number of things but when Ethan had a hunch like this, he was rarely wrong. “Do you like girls?” he asked. “Or do you just like the idea of being in a relationship with one?”

Leo paused and glanced up at him. His brow was so furrowed that his two thin eyebrows became one squiggly line sloping across his forehead. “What’s that supposed to mean?”

With how laid back and in control Leo normally was, it was rather comical seeing him so lost. “It’s like when an idea looks good on paper so you say you like it and want it to happen, but don’t actually take any steps towards that end because deep down you don’t actually want it.”

Leo scoffed and rubbed down a spot on his project but Ethan could see the tension still knotting his shoulders together. “That’s ridiculous. Why wouldn’t I want a girlfriend?”

“Why would you?” Ethan countered. Leo fell silent again. He stopped midway through getting back to work with his hammer poised and suspended midair. Ethan let out a small chuckle. “I know how you feel, kid,” he said. “I remember way back in elementary school whenever the girls wanted to talk about crushes, I never really had one so I just picked the guy I hated the least because I thought I was supposed to.”

“Wait.” Leo blinked at him. “You’re gay?”

Gods, he forgot what it was like to have these talks. Smiling, Ethan shook his head. “People used to know me as a girl,” he explained. “So it was assumed that I’d want to acquire myself a boyfriend.”

Leo still looked confused. “Uh–”

“The point is,” Ethan said before Leo could divert his attention any more, “Sometimes we only want something because we’re led to believe that’s what we’re supposed to want.”

“Like girlfriends?”

“Like relationships. Romantic ones, sexual ones. Conventional ones.” He shrugged, leaning back on the metal box. “They’re not for everyone.”

Leo shifted in his debris-free circle on the floor so he was facing Ethan more directly. “And you think they’re not for me.” He assessed Ethan with a heavy-lidded gaze and a tight frown.

“It’s not that I think you shouldn’t be in a relationship,” Ethan assured him, holding a hand up in mock surrender. “Nor am I trying to tell you what you are. I just noticed a familiar pattern and wanted to share my thoughts on it.”

“A familiar pattern,” Leo echoed, raising an eyebrow at him.

“Yes,” Ethan said. Trying to ease him into this clearly wasn’t doing much. Probably about time to just be blunt. “I’m aroace and I’m starting to think you might fall somewhere on that spectrum too.”

Leo scrunched his nose up and blinked. “Aroace?”

“Is there an echo in here?”

A pink flush darkened Leo’s face and his cheeks puffed up. “I know, I know,” he grumbled. “I’m just . . . not following very well.”

“Okay, let me pedal back a bit,” Ethan said. “When you say you want to be in a relationship, what does that entail for you?”

Leo’s eyes scanned the floor. He clutched his metal sheet close to him like a child holding a teddy. “What do you mean?”

“What do you want out of a relationship? How do you imagine interacting with your hypothetical partner?”

Leo just shrugged. “We’d, I dunno, hang out and stuff.”

“Okay,” Ethan said. “And how would that differ from your friendships?”

He perked up at that. “Well, in a romantic relationship, I’d be my partner’s priority in a way that wouldn’t be possible in my friendships.”

Ethan kept his cringe from showing on his face. “Is that the only difference you can envision between a romantic relationship and a platonic one?”

“I guess.” Leo held his hands out on either side of him, palms turned out. “What’s it matter?” His voice was squeaky but sharp. He was getting defensive.

“Take a moment to listen to yourself,” Ethan said, making sure to keep his tone soft and light. “Is your desire to be someone’s priority the only reason you keep shoving yourself into relationships that won’t happen?”

Leo’s face became tight and pinched. “So? Everyone wants to be someone’s number one.”

“That may be true,” Ethan said with a solemn nod. “But that doesn’t inherently translate into romance.”

Leo opened his mouth to fumble some response, then closed it, then opened it again. “Aren’t you lonely?” he asked. “Or scared of being lonely?”

Ethan eased himself off the box he was sitting on to join Leo on the floor. “I think everyone has that fear,” he said quietly to him. “Part of me wonders if that’s why everyone keeps trying to push themselves and others into relationships. There’s this underlying anxiety to it. We all get told that marrying someone and growing old with them is the only official happy ending, and we’re all scared of not being able to achieve that. Of withering away in solitude. So people try to get it sorted as fast as possible, even talking about crushes around the elementary school lunch table.” He gave Leo a knowing smile. “Which even bleeds into pestering friends about who they’re going to spend the rest of their lives with. Your life isn’t going to be any less complete without a ring involved.”

Leo stared down at the mess in his lap, his lower lip quivering. “I know, I just–” His tools clanged to the ground as Leo brought his hands up to grab fistfuls of his hair. “Someday all of my friends are going to have someone in their lives that they like more than me and I’ll just be floating around on the periphery of their lives.” His voice broke into heavy static. He sounded almost like Festus after a bad attack on the ship.

Ethan slid up next to him and leaned into his side. “I know,” he murmured under his breath. “That’s the thing that gets you, isn’t it? Watching everyone around you move on to the supposed next level of their lives, leaving you to lag behind.” An old melancholy ache bloomed in his chest, one he was well acquainted with. He let it run its course and burn through him, before dying away on its own and leaving him awash in ashen embers. “But you’re not missing out on anything. Relationships aren’t a hierarchy. Friendships are no less important than families or romantic and sexual relationships.”

Leo glanced up at him with bright, misty eyes. “You don’t really believe that, do you?”

“I do,” he said with a resolute firmness he’d more than earned. “Trust me. I wasted years of my life scavenging for my mother’s love and letting her use me to her own ends. I thought I owed it to her because we were related, and you know what dragged me kicking and screaming out of that mindset?” He looked down at Leo, who gave a minuscule shrug. “It wasn’t a partner or a relative or someone I was romantically obsessed with. It was a handful of friendly acquaintances I barely gave half a shit about and I owe them my life for that.”

At his side, Leo was shaking. Glistening tears welled up in his eyes and he took deep, shuddering breaths to keep them from falling. “I–” His voice strained and broke. “I don’t–”

“It’s okay.” Ethan threw his arm around Leo’s shoulder and squeezed him tight. “You don’t have to figure it out tonight. Or tomorrow night, or next year or next decade. You have all the time in the world.”

Leo sniffled, pressing the heel of his palm to his eyes to brush away the tears. “Do I?” he managed, forcing the words out of his pained chest.

“I’ll make sure you do,” Ethan said. He wasn’t very good at keeping promises, but for this, he would damn sure he did.

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#pjo #percy jackson #ethan nakamura #leo valdez #pjorarepairs2023 #these last two entries are so rushed #I literally finished them the day of #so if you see any typos #or incoherent narrative flow #no you don't #k bye

[zmbiesuga]

uramichi omota is a girl dad send tweet.

#uramichi oniisan #uramichi omota #i can feel it #deep in my soul #leo's incoherence #imagine his grumpiness fading away when he has to do mundane dad things :( #like doing her hair :( #or letting her put makeup on him :(( #OR WHEN SHE MAKES HIM HAVE TEA PARTIES WITH HER IM WAILING 😭😭 #(ill give him a daughter)

[achillesmonochrome]

Leo: I need love advice! 

Piper: Don’t look at me, just because I am dating Reyna doesn't mean I know how I did it. 

Leo: Jason? 

Jason: Bi panic all the way until you somehow charm the person you like? 

Leo: Is that how you got Nico? 

Jason: Is the only explanation I have

#jasico #pipeyna #leo valdez #jason grace #piper mclean #pjo #hoo #heroes of olympus #percy jackson and the Olympians #this is how they work in my head #listen I may be leaving this fandom and this is probably incoherent to anyone who isn't accustomed to my nonsense #but I swear for me Piper and Jason are both pining idiots

[eric-the-bmo]

Doodle comic! Leo got drunk and had an interaction with Blake– Sometimes your Beast has your sire's voice, y'know?

#[he's just not yelling at me anymore] AAAUUUUGHGHGHHH #pencil doodles #sorry if this is incoherent #leo vibes #eric finally speaks #blood and silicon #the last panel is my fave tbh

[freshlybakedfandoms]

piper mclean could not escape the cabin 10 rule and her mother's wishes for her life. jason grace and leo valdez could not escape the second great prophecy. the lost trio's lives were controlled by their parents and prophecies before they even knew who they truly were.

#STOP IVE BEEN THINKING ABOUT THIS FOR YEARS #hoo #i have so many incoherent thoughts about this #for now have this <3 #riordanverse #jason grace #piper mclean #leo valdez #the lost trio #pjo

[realhiddenfer]

Idk man, Leo and Senpai sharing voices in the latin spanish dub make, like, happy chemistry inside my brain, like, they are both silly, and shy and also obvious with their crushes, I kinnnnnn

also Nagatoro as April.

#very specific #tmnt leo #tmnt #digital art #april o'neil #nagatoro #ijiranaide nagatoro san #dont toy with me miss nagatoro #actual VA liked this drawing #incoherent screaming