oh look i've started a thing

Hamilton Characters as Things Said in Choir(Warning my choir is really salty)
  • Hamilton: [beatboxing in background] I will pitch slap you so hard- maybe then you'll be on the right key and good enough to compete with me-
  • Laurens: Oh I don't mind, I've been in a closet this long, what's a few more minutes gonna do?
  • Lafayette: Scold me like one of your French girls
  • Angelica: I wanna be nice to you, but then you start talking and I change my mind
  • Eliza: My feelings may be hurt but my voice is still turnt
  • Peggy: I may be low but my notes are high
  • Maria: Hmmm okay I'm hot you're not, but you can still help me cool down
  • Washington: I just wanted to sing a song, but now I'm a freaking bed to midgets
  • Jefferson: Wow, your outfit is so sharp it made your voice sharp too good job hun
  • Madison: Guys the band is one upping us just by existing let's just end it now and cry about it together
  • Burr: Don't touch me, I might catch your inability to sing in the right key
Ok so zarya arm wrestling challenge!!

-it’s a standing bet for everyone in overwatch that whoever can beat zarya in arm wrestling will have her treat them to whatever they want. (Food, shopping, theme park tickets whatever.)

-so far no one has been able to beat her.

- tracer was the first to jump on this and lost instantly. But keeps comming back.

-so anyways one lunch there’s a big commotion over pharah giving her first attempt at it. And there’s an actual stuggle that goes on for a solid five to nine minutes.

-basically a crowd forms around them in this time and screaming. And money bets.

-and Mei walks into the lunch hall after waking up from another random nap. She asks mercy what’s going on and she explains the whole bet thing.

-which is exactly when pharah loses and everyone cries out in agony since it’s just another win for zarya.

-who ends up saying some pride filled shit like “try again next time. Anyone else care to offer a challenge?!”

-and everyone there has already lost or knows that they would .

-and then mei just kind of calls out. “I’ll give it a go!”

-everyone turns to her like. Wtf seriously? Zarya’ll destroy you!

-she sits down at the table setting her stuff to the side and rolling up her sleeves like she means serious business and zarya be like what an adorable puff ball!

-zarya says some flirtatious bullshit like “I’ll go easy on you."or "a lovely girl like you should pick her battles more carefully. Do you really think you can win?”

-and Mei replies with adorable honesty “well I won’t know unless I try.”

-Zarya respects that and is a little flustered and Mei grabs her hand and a little turns into a lottle and she starts to get nervous and tries to avoid looking at mei.

-tracer shouts out go and Mei slams zarya hand into the table At the word.

-ther is silence for like 2 seconds and everyone just starts shouting and screaming and wtf ING and just chaos ensues

-mercy and tracer congratulate mei and tracer demands the knowledge on how mei got her arms so buff.

-zaryas’ just sitting in a humiliated mess cuz she can’t believe she let herself get distracted enough to lose something so simple. But then she looks at mei who is blushing from all the attention and shit is she gay.

-she also sees pharah to the side who just gives a knowing look.

-she anyways zaryas like ok. Okay. You sneaky little snowflake. What do you want me to treat you to?

-everyone’s like oh ya!!! And start throwing suggestions willy nilly cuz mei didn’t think this far ahead.

-“well how about lunch?” Which is the only thing she can come up with. And that’s the story about how mei got her first date with zarya.

The end.

Who else dad is weird like this 🙄
  • *in another world at another time*
  • Me: *gets text*
  • Dad: Hey, who's my favorite daughter?
  • Me: Dad?
  • Dad: Hey there, dear. 😉
  • Dad: Last time I checked I was. 😂
  • Me: *out loud* Oh my god!
  • Roommate: Please stop screaming, I'm in a very intense debate about the merits of socialism with an online friend, and I can't concentrate with you making such a racket.
  • Me: Socialism? Aren't you incredibly rich and vain?
  • Roommate: I'm a Trotskyist, you fool.
  • Me: Who cares! My dad's alive!
  • Roommate: I wasn't aware that your dad was dead?
  • Me: Neither was I. I thought he had just abandoned me and my mom all those years ago. I have quite a story about it. When I was about 14, my dad took me on a road trip to go to IHOP for a delicious breakfast. After we had finished, he got up to use the bathroom and never returned. He left me stranded in a strange IHOP two states over.
  • Roommate: You traveled two states away to go to an IHOP?
  • Me: I mean, it was a road trip.
  • Roommate: How do you know it's your dad?
  • Me: Check my phone, it says dad right there. Of course he's my dad.
  • Roommate: It could be anyone.
  • Me: There's no one else in my contacts with the name dad, other than my dad, ya goober. In fact, with every new phone I've gotten I always added his old phone number to the contacts in case of a moment just like this.
  • Roommate: Even still, don't you think it's suspicious that your father is contacting you via text nearly a decade after he abandoned you?
  • Me: No.
  • Roommate: Not even a bit?
  • Me: No. *buzz* Oh, he texted me again!
  • Dad: Hey, who's my favorite daughter?
  • Me: Me, of course! 😘
  • Dad: No.
  • Me: What?
  • Dad: You're my fifth favorite daughter.
  • Me: I don't understand.
  • Dad: I have six daughters and you're my fifth favorite one. The sixth one died in a scuba diving accident.
  • Me: So I'm your least favorite daughter?
  • Dad: No, don't think of it like that! You're not my least favorite daughter, you're just my least favorite LIVING daughter. 😉
  • Me: That doesn't make me feel better.
  • Dad: Ah, it doesn't matter. You remember me, your dad, the big wacky goofball! 😝
  • Me: I remember you trading my bicycle for coke.
  • Dad: It's a thing of the past, my daughter who I love the least. I don't want to worry about the past, let's meet up and discuss the future.
  • Me: OMG You want to meet up? Where?
  • Dad: IHOP, for old time's sake, but this time let's make it the one in town.
  • Me: *out loud* Oh my god, I'm meeting up with my dad!
  • Roommate: I'm right here, you don't have to yell.
  • Me: I'm so excited. I'm reconnecting with my father. Most girls can only dream of this moment.
  • Roommate: He honestly sounds like a terrible person.
  • Me: People change.
  • Roommate: Yeah, sometimes they become worse.
  • Me: You're just overly pessimistic because you're a goth and also a Trotskyist.
  • Roommate: Eh, I can't deny it.
  • *later at IHOP*
  • Me: *waiting at table* I can't wait to see my dad again. I wonder what he looks like. I bet he's a businessman now. Oh, or maybe he's a priest. *notices commotion at the front of the store* Hmm?
  • Waitress: Sir, please wait to be seated.
  • Disheveled Dude: I'm meeting up with someone, you flighty broad. There's not much time. Get out of my way.
  • Me: *internally* At least that guy isn't my dad.
  • Disheveled Dude: Oh, there she is. *runs and sits at my table* Oh my god, is that my little girl. You've grown up so much. You look way too much like your mom. It's bringing back some really bad memories. I'm sorta regretting. Just joking. Hahaha. WHERE THE FUCK IS OUR WAITRESS, I'M TRYING TO EAT HERE!?
  • Me: What a coincidence it is that the horrible man making a scene at the front of the restaurant is my dad...
  • Disheveled Dude: What's with the distant look on your face? You're acting like you saw a ghost. Haha, maybe you do think I'm a ghost. Hey, sorry about leaving you at the IHOP all those years ago. Kinda got bored of the whole dad thing. JESUS CHRIST, CAN YOU GUYS FUCKING HURRY UP AND GET US A WAITRESS. F-Fuck. *wipes sweat off forehead*
  • Me: Dad?
  • Disheveled Dude: WHAT!?
  • Me: *jumps in seat*
  • Disheveled Dude: Sorry, I've been really on edge recently. *nervously looks over shoulder* Where the fuck are these waitresses?
  • Me: Dad... *gets teary eyed*
  • Disheveled Dude: Oh god, are you gonna start crying on me.
  • Me: *sniffles* I'm sorry, I just missed you so much.
  • Disheveled Dude: Yeah, yeah, I missed you too. Time to move onto the next thing. Inheritance. Uh, I'm gonna die eventually, so you can have all of my money. *put suitcase stuffed with cash on the table and pushes it towards me* You can just have it now, for all I care. I mean, you never know when I'm gonna die.
  • Me: Dad, I don't want your money. I just want to spend time with you.
  • Disheveled Dude: Well, you can spend all the time in the world with me once you accept the fat wads of cash in this suitcase. I just need you to say verbally that you're accepting this money from me as a legitimate form of inheritance.
  • Me: Dad, please. I just want to talk to you.
  • Disheveled Dude: Come on and take the fucking cash, Elizabeth.
  • Me: My name's not Elizabeth.
  • Disheveled Dude: Okay, whatever. Take the money and clearly dictate that you are accepting the entirety of this money as a legitimate form of inheritance from your loving father. You can use it for college, you're college aged right. Or prenatal care. I don't fucking know. What shitty kid doesn't want FREE FUCKING MONEY!?
  • Me: *stands up from seat* Dad! You're the worst ever! I hate you! *runs out of IHOP sobbing*
  • Disheveled Dude: Fuck, I knew that wasn't going to work. *notices how dark it is outside* It's almost here. I wasted so much goddamn time. I'm never going to get rid of this thing. FUCK!
  • Waitress: *nervously* I can help you now, sir.
  • Disheveled Dude: Oh, so now you show up. I'm not so hungry now. In fact, I've lost my entire damn appetite.
  • Waitress: I'm sorry, sir. It's all my fault. I'm so sorry.
  • Disheveled Dude: Which one of those cars outside is yours?
  • Waitress: The red one.
  • Disheveled Dude: That broken down piece of shit?
  • Waitress: Yes.
  • Disheveled Dude: Guess, there's no other choice. It'll have to do. Give me your fucking keys.
  • Waitress: What?
  • Disheveled Dude: *points gun at waiter* GIVE ME YOUR FUCKING KEYS!
  • Waitress: *drops keys on the table*
  • Disheveled Dude: *tosses wads of cash at the waitress* That's easily $200,000. Go buy yourself a better car. You might want to make it quick. *runs out of IHOP*
  • Waitress: *watches disheveled dude speed off* Why is it so dark outside and where did everyone go? I guess it doesn't matter now, though. $200,000. That's a lot of money. I wonder what I'm gonna do with all this? I'm so excited that I'm lightheaded. The future is so bright now.
  • Wall of Darkness: *encroaches*
  • *music starts playing*
  • Nancy Wheeler (while looking at a picture of Jonathan):
  • If there's a prize for rotten judgment
  • I guess I've already won that
  • No man is worth the aggravation
  • That's ancient history; been there, done that
  • El, Max, Joyce, Karen, Kali and Murray:
  • Who d'you think you're kiddin'?
  • He's the earth and heaven to ya
  • Try to keep it hidden
  • Honey, we can see right through ya (Nancy: Oh nooo)
  • Girl, you can't conceal it
  • We know how you feel
  • And who you're thinking of
  • MC: Oh, aren't you a beautiful boy~?
  • Masamune: *turns to MC with a smug look* Thanks! I've been experimenting with back-combing-
  • MC: *is actually talking to Shogetsu while petting him*
  • Masamune:
  • Masamune: (# ¬_¬)

anonymous asked:

Are they're any fics with the pack in a polyamorous relationship that includes everyone from season 1 and 2? I've been looking but I can't find many. Thx so so much

Some of these are s1 and s2 but mostly they’re just polyamorous pack! (I didn’t add pairings since their all pretty much everyone/everyone.) And our polyamory tag.  - Anastasia

Originally posted by dylanobrienthingss

melt by stonerskittles

(1/1 I 912 I Explicit)

“Oh Peter…”

10 Things I Hate About You by Arriefifangirl

(1/1 I 1,918 I Mature)

Stiles loved his pack he really did. Even though Jackson acted like a jackass, Scott started ignoring him, Danny was replacing him, Isaac hated him and Derek thought he was a waste of space. Stiles hated the things they did but he did not hate his pack. Not a little bit. Not even at all.

Running With Wolves by BabyMilk

(1/1 I 3,069 I Explicit)

Stiles is courted by his pack, but he doesn’t play favorites

Down, Down, Down by DontTouchMySeaweedBrain

(1/1 I 3,775 I Teen)

It’s just the adrenaline. That’s all.

East by TheEloquentDecadent

(1/1 I 4,063 I Explicit)

The pack has an agreement. Whoever needs to be the center of attention for the day sets the paddle on the kitchen counter.

It’s Isaac’s turn.

Isaac is sprawled across his Alpha’s lap in his softest nightie, Boyd in his mouth. He thinks this might actually be heaven.

Pack Dynamics by Inell

(1/1 I 4,263 I Explicit)

Scott decides it’s finally time to make Stiles his official alpha mate, and the pack helps them make sure the process is a success.

Give Me Something Else (Than Affection) by Schizzar

(1/1 I 4,779 I Mature)

Isaac has trouble with authority. A lot of trouble with authority. But when some new hunters decide to use Isaac’s weakness to their advantage, his Alpha turns out to be the only one he feel safe with.

Christmasing With You by lonniek

(2/2 I 4,931 I Not Rated)

It’s the holidays, and Isaac’s “holiday cheer” is missing…until Scott, Allison, Lydia, and Jackson are done with him, that is.

And Then There Were Five by SuperfluousEmi, Winchesterek

(1/1 I 5,003 I Mature)

Derek, Lydia and Stiles have settled into their post-apocalypse life. Everything changes when the time comes to bring their children into the world.

You’ll Never Be Alone by werewolvesandarrows (nerdy_farm_girl)

(1/1 I 5,559 I Explicit)

He watches through the haze as Scott pulls off his shirt and lays flat on his back, giggling like an idiot when Stiles licks a long line up the side of his neck. Stiles’ obscene fingers curl around the salt shaker, white salt stark against Scott’s skin, other hand plucking a lime from the bowl sitting in front of Lydia and placing it between Scott’s teeth. “Stop laughing asshole,” Stiles demands, not able to follow the command himself as he attempts to fill Scott’s belly button was tequila. Scott’s still giggling, rivets of alcohol running across his abs and down the cut of his hips. Derek’s mouth begins to water as Lydia starts screeching at Stiles to get on with it. It’s both the best and worst thing Derek’s ever seen. Stiles lips sucking harshly against the column of Scott’s throat, the absolutely awful slurping as he sucks the tequila up, Scott’s laughter quieting when Stiles’ closes his mouth over his lips, biting at the lime but not pulling away nearly as fast as he should have. Derek’s jeans are feeling a little tight and there’s a part of him that wants them to keep going, wants to watch.

Children of the Wild by GeorginaWolf

(5/? I 7,074 I Teen)

n the Kingdom of Beacon, everything changed when the Fox King’s most important and trusted visor died by unexpected circumstances.
However, a day later there had been several rumors of a wolf/dog-kin by the name of Scott McCall who had killed the adviser.
All wolf-kin without having a paid permanent certificate were to be chased out and put down.

Six years later the Prince of Foxes slipped out of the guards security and travels far beyond the castle walls in search for adventure.
‘Adventure’ came in the form of two massive wolves and a Pack that won’t let him go back home.

Loving is sharing ~ Amar es compartir by Karenmightbereal

(3/? I 9,786 I Explicit)

After years of being away from home, the pack members slowly come back to town. With the Hale House turned into a mansion for them to share and a future threat in the Horizon, the least they thought they had to worry about was the relationships between them. Turns out it did matter, A LOT. 

pockets full of stones (lay me down) by Trojie

(1/1 I 11,037 I Explicit)

It’s a toss-up as to whether Stiles would prefer the screaming night-terrors about all his friends dying, or the statistically-significant likelihood of supernatural disembowelment that comes with wandering comatose around this freaking town after dark.

Stiles can’t sleep. Scott’s pack is falling apart around his ears, and yet apparently the biggest problem in their little world is that Stiles can’t sleep. Stiles does not feel good about this.

when all my world is sleeping by Loslote

(1/1 I 46,020 I Explicit)

Now that Beacon Hills is finally at peace, Derek’s pack has time to bond. But as they form relationships and learn to love each other, will they be strong enough to survive the looming threat of the alpha pack? Will all their hard work pay off, or will Derek lose everything for a third time?

Scarlet by Red Whip the Destoyer of Law (tajita_chan)

(17/19 I 75.065 I Explicit)

Fed up with being taken for granted and tired of feeling rejected, Stiles starts to pull away from the pack he’s not sure he’s even a part of in the first place. Along the way of building up his self image, he meets some new fabulously flamboyant friends and rediscovers a side of himself he’d forgotten about.

anonymous asked:

I love your blog so much!!! Anyways, I've been looking for a fic for so long. It's a high school au and has Derek as a jock who's in a secret relationship with Stiles. Stiles gets tired of Derek refusing to come out and they break up. Then Derek puts on an entire show with Celine Dion for Stiles. Oh, and Derek and Jackson are in some type of competition thing. Please help me!!! I need to start bookmarking!

This seems kind of cool! Anyone knows it?

hinataelyontoph  asked:

Oh cool! So how do you go about figuring out the astro charts? Do you start with looking for the sign that would most suit their personality and go from there? Asking because it's been a very interesting concept that I've seen in some of your works and I want to learn more about it

To start off, I’m by no means an astrology expert. I got buddies that are goddamn wizards with astrology that see something like this and can read it like book:

I don’t understand a thing when looking at this chart (aside from the labels in the left box), so my astro knowledge is shallow af. 

As for finding moon and ascendant signs, I just…pick what works and is fitting for the character. If its for fantasy characters I don’t take the time to see if I can physically make a working chart. Sometimes I don’t even start with their sun signs. I could start with just knowing they’re a leo mars and a gemini moon. If I want to make a working chart, then its a lot of sitting in calculators and patiently inputting different dates and times and years until I get the combinations I want. Sometimes its fun tho to only know what I want a few signs to be and then see what the rest of the chart fills in as and roll with it. 

In the end tho, astro charting is just a fun exercise that helps me with character building. It matters just as much as it does in real life, which is not at all. If it doesn’t work perfectly its not the end of the world.

  • Debbie: Keep shooting!
  • Aaron: Show some mercy!
  • Debbie: No chance.
  • Cain: This is base! This is base!
  • Debbie: Base? What are you, eight? Right, fine, fine. Each team can have one time-out every ten minutes for one minute, and you definitely...
  • Sarah: Mum.
  • Debbie: What? Oh, all right. It's when I do stuff like this, that you don't like, yeah?
  • Cain: Amongst other things.
  • Aaron: This isn't even a challenge for you, we're not moving.
  • Sarah: So, move.
  • Cain: Wait, wait, wait, hang on, hang on, hang on. We're tired. Time out.
  • Sarah: We're not having those.
  • Debbie: Oh, go on, he is quite old.
  • Sarah: We'll give you one minute.
  • Debbie: And then we are coming back, all guns blazing. (Debbie and Sarah leave)
  • Aaron: I'm not tired, though, you know.
  • Cain: I've not been working out.
  • Aaron: Maybe you should start.
  • Cain: Yeah, all right, well, this is better, though, isn't it? Time out?
  • Aaron: Look at you having a bit of fun.
  • Cain: Don't breathe a word to anyone.
  • Aaron: It's a top idea of Debbie's, though, innit? Sarah's buzzing off it.
  • Cain: Shall I let you in on a little secret?
  • Aaron: Are you gonna get weird?
  • Cain: It's not just for Sarah.
  • Aaron: I'm fine, Cain.
  • Cain: Good. Do you want it to stay like that?
  • Aaron: Yeah, obviously.
  • Cain: All right, then, ease up on yourself. I'm not saying don't run, I'm saying you don't have to be Forrest Gump. If you wanna fight, fight, but don't make it everything.
  • Aaron: I wasn't.
  • Cain: And there's plenty of other things to do and you're not short of people to do them with.

noonebutmeee  asked:

Today I rang up a customer & the coupon didn't work for whatever reason so I just scanned the one next to it that was also 50% off. Customer pays, looks at her receipt & says I used the wrong coupon. I explain to her it's essentially the same coupon & she starts going on about how they're different and I overcharged her. I'm trying not to laugh at this woman because this is the stupidest thing I've been yelled at for. She looks at the coupons & goes oh they're the same, why didn't you tell me?

Why are some people so intent on calling you out that they don’t realize that they more often then not that you tried to give them a better deal?


anonymous asked:

I always feel kind of bad because I like my boyfriend more with his clothes on, and I feel like he'd get insecure if I told him that.. I mean, he l o v e s the whole naked thing but honestly I've just been studying anatomy for so long so it's hard to do things with him when I'm thinking about the locations and processes of things lololol (learning to have/enjoy sex with him has definitely been a process lmao)

Ha, I mean I feel this way about all people. Get me a cutie in a suit and I’m like damn looking sharp. If they started taking it off I’d be like oh, less cool now. I also could not think of the logistics without getting grossed out because I think all humans are a bit gross. 

I guess this isn’t really an answer, I mean I wouldn’t tell my partner they look better with clothes on but I might comment that I like an outfit(s) and just never comment when they are without lol 

futuristicallydelicatesalad  asked:

Hey Tammy, so I literally just started my Tumblr a minute ago just to shoot you this message: Thank you so much for the joy you bring to my day! I always look forward to seeing what new things happen here. I have been having some complicated things going on for the last couple of days, and I've been feeling down about it. But me getting on your Splatoon blog today and seeing Jonquil and Clem as Maui and Moana easily made my day. Thank you for being so awesome~

Oh gosh, thank you so much <3 It makes me happy to hear my silly drawings can brighten peoples’ days. And welcome to tumblr!

social-darwin-awards  asked:

Honestly, I've never watched Jontron's show and couldn't really be bothered to look into the scandal. That post is the first time I've seen anything he's actually said, and apparently he did an interview/debate with Destiny too (and Breitbart, wew). I'm given to understand this is a pretty long-running thing that has flared up again, and that Markiplier supported him? You guys gotta start following better YouTubers.

Oh, I never followed him. I just heard him on some podcast and he seemed bubbly, liberal and sane. And then he first began to criticise SJW ideology, and things were okay, and then he suddenly went far off the deep end, like colon gut deep.

  • Beca: ugh they're so annoying. I'm glad you're my only female friend. Girls are always whining and crying over every little thing. Ugh.
  • Chloe: *starts crying*
  • Beca: yes! Yes, exactly! Thank you! Aww boohoo! Look at me, I'm a sensitive little girl! Oh, sorry, you're actually crying
  • Chloe: it's just so sad! I can't be your only girl friend!
  • Beca: well, I don't need anyone else, I've got you

anonymous asked:

Someone said something really mean to me. they told me the world was gonna roll me and that I'm not the sharpest tool in the shed. Then they did the loser sign on their forehead, which made them look kinda dumb. And to add on to my day, I went to get gas and someone asked me for extra change. It was cool and all but can't we all use a little change? Like what's wrong with taking the back streets? You'll never shine if you don't glow :/ Anyway ams, my world's on fire, how about yours?


Grounds upon which it's allowed to kill someone:
  • me: so turns out i have adhd and i don't know, i'm having kind of a hard time coming to terms with it
  • every stupid in the world: oh that's too bad but you shouldn't resent your adhd, from what i gather after 5 full minutes on google high creativity is a trait that stems from it and i'm sure that's the case for you, you should be thankful for adhd because look at how creative you are, u have original ideas, you owe that to your adhd, why would you care about the rest when yuo haev ideas cheer up, ur cReAtiVe :)
  • me: *looks into the camera like i'm in the office*
  • what i say: ... (literally nothing because what the fuck are you gonna say)
  • what i mean: oh am i creative? i haven't checked, you know, mainly because i've been busy since FOREVER what with trying to stay on focus and to remember things and not be overwhelmed by everything and trying to deal with constant frustration that has led me to depression more times than i can count and being crippled by social anxiety and trying to finish ANY of the projects i start or even START ANY PROJECTS, also, all my memories from life are blurry because only HALF of my brain was there when they happened, but you know what, whatever man, you're right, let's all rejoice because at least i'm fUCkiGN cREAtIEV.
Wedding Dates and Sparkly Eyes

I’ve been working on this for months and I’m finally happy enough with it to post it!


Rating: PG

Pairing: JongKey

Warnings: Cursing, Slight Homophobia, Gross Amounts of Fluff

“Kibummie your best friend is here!” Jonghyun announced as he took his shoes off and made himself comfortable on the couch.

“One second!” Kibum yelled from his bedroom, turning on the hair dryer seeing as he had recently finished showering and his hair was still very wet.

He walked to the living room once he was finished and stood in front of his best friend, narrowing his eyes, “You know, the spare key is supposed to be used for emergencies only.”

Jonghyun pouted, “Hello it’s nice to see you too. Does your favorite person not get a proper greeting?”

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benibue  asked:

that Ren!Aoba AU is literally so heartbreaking that I thought about it in the middle class and started aggressively frowning. Good job my friend.

oh friend do not fret there are happy things too!! I mean, Ren in Aoba’s body doing puppy things!!

i mean look how cute forgetting about his tongue sticking out

and oh ofc how puppies r always licking ur face

but ofc they arent always happy, they can get mad too!

and here we have a puppy waiting for its owner