when your psych professor asks you to write a paper disproving the polygraph test & one of your special interests is the history of golden age comic publication
#1 malewife award for 1899 goes to ryuuto kadenokouji
- he's basically really fucking cool
- my wife
- former samurai i think?
- don't ask about the markings i need a backstory for those
- no not tattoos we all know rdr2 has a twinge of fantasy so it's okay for now. don't scream at me
- the only screaming about this that i'll tolerate is if you guys want more information. yell at me if you do
- anyway shirtless man under the cut
i did heavily reference a few pictures cause i need to study anatomy more.
the funniest meltdown ive ever had was in college when i got so overstimulated that i could Not speak, including over text. one of my friends was trying to talk me through it but i was solely using emojis because they were easier than trying to come up with words so he started using primarily emojis as well just to make things feel balanced. this was not the Most effective strategy... until. he tried to ask me "you okay?" but the way he chose to do that was by sending "👉🏼👌🏼❓" and i was so shocked by suddenly being asked if i was dtf that i was like WHAT???? WHAT DID YOU JUST SAY TO ME?????????? and thus was verbal again
the older i get and the closer i am to reaching 30, the more the people around me try to deny me my age. it’s a constant ‘oh you’re just turning 29 again teehee 🤭’ or ‘dont tell your SO that, he’ll leave you for a younger model 😉’ and i just???? hate it?????????
i spent my entire teenaged years fighting for my life. i crawled through the deepest pits of my depression to cling to the promise of a life beyond that pain. i was so convinced that i was going to die young, that i would never see the grace of my age starting with a 2, let alone 3.
so im going to turn 30, and there’s not a damn thing anyone can do to stop me from loving it.