My favorite personality is texas being transfem i actually forgot this one for a good bit but yeah i remembered it recently, i like to think the reason she doesn't figure out her dysphoria sooner is because partly she doesn't have that strong dysphoria and just thinks it's general insecurity that everyone has
I also imagine texas just not talking as a kid, i feel they just took a while to get it figured out i also imagine he had a weird voice for some reason
He has perception lens but doesn't use them because he doesn't like the look of them, another optional thing to my theory is that he might need them to drive but still doesn't and when someone finds his license says he needs his glasses they're just like "oh my god you could've killed me!"
He falls asleep right after work, for like 3-4 hours because of his sleep patterns (totally not me and school)
He crochets, i just gave him my one of my hobbies
Oooooo I love all of these :D
Transfem Texas is not something I would have thought of and yet it fits so well. Justa dumbass not realizing anything until someone gives a dare to wear a dress and of course Texas would never back down from a dare, so once the dress is on it’s like “…oh shit”
I mean Texases whole thing is guns soo…it would make sense if he was the quite kid, made fun of for his voice being weird and snapped…seems accurate
Blind as fuck Texas is hilarious, no one understands how this man has come so far without his glasses. The best shot in the StateHouse who actually uses guns consistently, best aim just in general for most things, I mean they don’t even ever see him stumble into stuff. Then they are on the road and get pulled over, Texas has someone grab his license for him and BAMB card says like “Yo ass so blind you couldn’t find a nuclear reactor if it wss right in front of ya” and everyone in the car is automatically terrified :D
Texas needs more hobbies than just ✨~Gun~✨ so him crocheting I can get behind. Same with the napping after work, cause let’s be honest here, there is no way that man is on a sleep schedule that is healthy enough to even PRETEND to be a sleep schedule XD
we know and love the headcanon that Eight is tiny, and i truly believe that Charley is extremly small as well, but i love to believe that C'rizz is the tallest bitch on the block
C'rizz thinking that people from their univerce are just like that(tm) until he gets back with them to their own univerce and they are all like, actually averaged size and tall people and he is like oh... its just you guys
The sounds of combat inside the underground Ionian fighting pits were only drowned out by the sounds of the roaring crowd. Being a rather fan-favorite within the arena, at least Akio truly believed so, his combination of already explosive style with his extremely cocky taunts. Truly a combo that everyone either fully adored or truly hated, either way he was bringing the crowd.
Dodging the downward axe of the enemy combatant, Akio side stepped and gave a boasting gesture. "Ohh!! Almost got me!" The half-marai taunted, only for him to quickly duck under the following swing. He clapped as he remained in a semi-crouched stance, "Wooo! Swing and-a-miss buddy!!" With his words probably doing more damage to the enemy than his own weapon, Akio thought that maybe it was time to end the fight once and for all.
Taking a few steps back, he stabbed the weapon into the ground and began boasting to the crowd, riling up everyone in the stand before giving the rather furious enemy a finger gun and a wink. "Come on little pal, I will give you ONE hit for free!!" And without a shred of hesitation, either by his overwhelming confidence mixed in with the cheers of the crowd, or his actual skill. As if a spotlight was aimed right at him, Akio began to do small dance moves in front of the opponent, truly inviting him to take a hit.
And they did, rushing Akio with an axe with quite the harsh intent in their eyes, they brought down the weapon at full force. It all happened so fast, one moment the axe was about to connect, and the second later, the axe was now fully on cleaved into the floor next to him. The last thing the enemy and the crowd saw were the flames charging up from Akio's left arm, such a powerful uppercut directly to the stomach of the opponent, Akio called out to the crowd, "HULL-" Taking a step forward, he was now carrying the opponent on his fist, "-BUSTER!!" The crowed roared back, Akio now fully slamming the axe-user on the ground with such flaming force that they bounced off the ground and landed a few good feet away from him. Completely knocking them out.
"WOOOO!!!" Akio cheered at his victory alongside the crowd, but it wasn't done yet, he pointed at a rather special white-haired dragon lady in the crowd. "What they lack-" In one smooth movement, Akio pointed at himself with both of his thumbs, creating a flaming blue heart behind him. "-is this!" He posed in front of it before fixing his hair.
I’ve shown Ranpo to my non anime watching friends and so far the common consensus has been along the lines of ”omg he’s so baby” and “must protect” which are completely normal reactions
hannibal moment of all time was when will starts seeing the stag in s1 and you go ooohh omg he's hallucinating because he has a brain infection and the show goes yesss he is hallucinating because he has a brain infection and then his brain infection gets cured and he just keeps hallucinating for straight up the rest of the show.
jovial mood catches playfulness at teeth, rarer these days to find him as such. visitors always lightened heart's heaviness: ample distractions from the recent ache. shoulders brush, dark brow lifting, " only if you promise to share. " teased as tongue peeks between tobacco stains, chipped glitter threatening touch. chin finds a careful raise, powdered features glinting off the low light the frankenstein place offers, casting shadows & sharpness across painted face. hunter studying its prey —— moments before the pounce, before jaws close around the vulnerable tremble of pulse. his hunger is ravenous, starving for attention. " mm? . . . well, what do you say? do we have a deal, handsome? "
When he and Psmith were alone, there was silence. Psmith leaned back comfortably in his chair. The headmaster tapped nervously with his foot on the floor.
"Er ... Smith."
"Sir?"
The headmaster seemed to have some difficulty in proceeding. He paused again. Then he went on.
"Er ... Smith, I do not for a moment wish to pain you, but have you ... er, do you remember ever having had, as a child, let us say, any ... er ... severe illness? Any ... er ... mental illness?"
"No, sir."
"There is no—forgive me if I am touching on a sad subject—there is no ... none of your near relatives have ever suffered in the way I ... er ... have described?"
"There isn't a lunatic on the list, sir," said Psmith cheerfully.
Joey, speaking to the love of his life: /holding their hand over his heart/ You feel that? It’s all yours. Every beat is for you. All for you.
Joey: /later exactly that same day after being beaten at Mario Kart by exactly the same person/ I hope a rabid weasel eats your face and you explode and die.
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