Why Does Disney Own Winnie The Pooh? I Don’t Like That. I Think Winnie The Pooh Should Be In The Public

I’m on a roll tonight bois

And that’s why Ango don’t let Dazai get drunk with all the sake that he receives

All the idea about dazai drunk was from Lea and Frankie in the dazatsu server of discord

Now this is my new ringtone

:”)

Watching old Inuyasha episodes and realizing this moment basically sums up the entire show. (Inuyasha’s resting emotion is literally “Women are confusing, but damn do I love that magical dark haired beauty and her incarnation too.”)

i hate david tennant for taking two of the goofiest fictional men on the planet and making me feel sad things about them against my will. the audacity of the man.

me fantasizing about making a thing but not actually making it but I’m having a great time just fantasizing about it so it’s ok

Soulmate Au #2 Everytime you fall asleep while your soulmate isn’t, you can see what they see, but you can’t control what they are doing.

What if you go to sleep and your soulmate writes stories so they’re always up late. So you just watch as they write for hours, watching every little word appear on the screen.

What if your soulmate loves to paint pictures, or do graffiti with only red paint, like they only ever use red paint. So you decide to take an early nap too see what store they go to in order to buy that shade of red, and it turns out they are a murder.

What if you watch as your soulmate leaves little notes and just stares at them so you can read them, like little, “where ever you are, I love you.” notes?

What if your soulmate is your best friend, and at a sleep over you fall asleep first you you just see in thier vision as they draw dicks on your forehead.

What if your soulmate is being held captive so you use your resources to figure out where they are.

What if your soulmates dead and you just fall asleep and see that your in a coffin. Unmoving.

What if your soulmate writes little notes for you and you do the same and you have little conversations via notes and one day you fall asleep and you see that your in a hospital, flatlining.

Look at those eyes. They look just the same as mine used to back when I was young.

*experiences romance once* augh… my delicate constitution… *develops consumptive fever and falls into a coma*

I just don’t know how to love with anything less than my whole heart.