#sorry i'm not sorry

[estuporious]

Y/N, running away while laughing: BEN I'M SORRY!

Soldier Boy, storming out of the room with hello kitty stickers on his face and butterfly clips in the hair: ¡COME BACK HERE YOU LITTLE SHIT!

[chief-girl]

Not me getting doggy style vibes looking at this picture...

[jackce]

Which male Hetalia characters do you think are the most elegant?

I'm not sure, Austria looks classy to everyone ofc but you know, he hides patches in his clothes (?)

I personally think Luxembourg's design is pretty stylish, but IS IT?

I always look at Prussia's uniforms and think 'wow this is pretty fancy' (but he's the opposite of delicate and probably ruins them easily)

France's style looks a little bit too much for me but I can see that as distinguished style too

I know the Italy bros knows much about fashion, but I'm not sure if their vagueness affects most of their days

I DON'T KNOW

PS: I realized too late that I was focusing on elegantism-in-a-fashion-way and you may were referring to an attitude

If it's about that, then Austria (?) And if England didn't lose his cool so easily, they might as well play that game.

[kennyomegasweave]

They really had Phop off himself by OD'ing alone in his & his man's busted ass bathroom in their busted ass apartment with his man's screenplay, that no one is ever gonna read, printing and like. But he's just a boy? He's just Nuth's sole reason to live? He's just my most special baby boy? He's just a little boy with braces! He never did a single thing wrong ever in his entire life.*

They didn't need to do my baby like that. They didn't need to do Nuth like that, he's already gonna be in prison for five years. They didn't need to do me like that.

* - okay, yes he killed Nant, but that was one little mistake! Don't sit there and judge him for one tiny mistake caused by jealously and insecurity! Who amongst us is perfect??? Exactly. Check and mate.

[incorrectjokerout]

Nace:This food is too hot...I can't eat it.

Jan:You're very hot,and I still eat you.

Rest of The Band:*Silence*

Jure:YOU GUYS ARE DISGUSTING!

Kris:One dinner...I just want one dinner!

[dreamaze]

[PLAY!] — Sorry I’m Not Sorry for @slowrabbitpd

[moodysnowflake]

I'm pretty sure your concept of doing might get fuzzy with Vash around, Nick.

[aparticularbandit]

Don't kiss a synthezoid in the winter.

Your tongue will get stuck.

[starwarsawakened]

Me upon hearing Din Grogu:

[incorrect-eurovision-quotes]

Joel,to the rest of the band:I think we can all agree I’m the ten amongst these threes.

[where-dark-and-light]

[deep-spacediver577]

[mythochondrion]

MAMAMIA 🫠

STRAY KIDS AS A GIRL GROUP

Stray Queens? 😶 NAH 😌 They're Stray GODDESSES! 😖

[moodysnowflake]

Naï: I will rebuild you... And make you a perfect independent like me.

Vash: Stop, Naï!

Naï: *reaches for the cable*

Vash: Seriously Naï, I DON'T HAVE MY WATER RINGS ON!

[aparticularbandit]

WIP Wednesday

I was tagged by @spyridonya and I'm guessing I share something from whatever I've been writing or drawing recently? Yeah?

So under the cut, there's the most recent bit of the dr1 end rewrite I keep mentioning. With the acknowledgement that this is, like the beginning of chapter three (or four, I guess, if you include the prologue as a chapter).

...and also the acknowledgment that I have posted exactly none of this so far.

and then I'm gonna tag @butimnotasexyrussian and @only-freaking-sunflowers and @our-blood-is-our-ink and also @cissa-calls (because you keep mentioning art and you can post art for this, too, if you want)!

Day One (of an Endless Infinity).

By the time Hina wakes up, Junko has already made it into the shower (after Kyoko makes sure there’s nothing in there that she could use as a weapon, after Junko makes more than enough lewd comments about how if Kyoko really wanted to keep an eye on her then she’d join her) and back out.  They’ve already addressed the problem of clothes for now: Junko and Kyoko are roughly the same size, so although Junko is slightly taller and slightly thinner, she still mostly fits into Kyoko’s clothes, provided she also makes a comment about how tight Kyoko’s shirts are about her chest.  It’s easy enough to address that by unbuttoning more buttons than Kyoko considers strictly speaking proper, but that fits closer to Junko’s other look anyway.

Still.

Even with the jacket gone and her sleeves rolled up to the elbows, even with her own tie and boots, even with her long, damp hair pulled back into an untidy, loose braid (and her barrettes still clipped to either side of her head), the first thing Hina says after her eyes open, after she rubs the sleep from them, after she stands, startled, remembering everything, is a gentle, uncertain “She looks an awful lot like you, Kyoko.”

And Junko’s lips curve into a smug smile.  “Told you so.”