always notices those small little things about you
he always buys you Starbucks drinks exactly the way you like it
and by exactly I mean like three and a half pumps of cream 50% less sugar 75% more ice kind of exactly
he literally remembers everything from your birthday to your favorite actors to your social security number like boi u need to chiLL
get embarrassed when you point it out like no I did not spend the last three hours memorizing your entire schedule for the next four months so that I don’t bother you at an inconvenient time no not at A L L
makes the biggest reactions when you tease him about his height like you’d say wow daehwi did you actually get taller or is that just your insoles and he’s like :OOOOOOOOO omg you diD N OT I LITERALLY GREW SIX MILLIMETERS IN THE LAST MONTH
he doesn’t mind your teasing that much not because he doesn’t get hurt afterwards but because he loves you enough to forget about it
and at the end of the day you always tell him how much you love the way his hair was styled during xxx stage or how you’re glad he’s able to remember a lot of things you keep forgetting so hey who’s he to get upset at anything
daehwi’s a v v v insecure fluffball and he tends to feel like he’s not good enough for you and you always insist that he has like 5786 traits that you’d cut off an arm to have
“daehwi if I hear that i’m-not-good-enough nonsense one more time i’m gonna write a 7 page thesis on why you’re wonderful now SHUT UP”
no joke tho you always seem to forget three-fourths of what you’re supposed to do during the day and you always feel like you fricked up (we don’t use the other word bc this is a safe community for all ages) but daehwi is alWAYS there to either remind you or he straight up does it for you
every morning you wake up to texts like “don’t forget to get groceries!! today you have to get carrots and lettuce because your fridge ran out of vegetables on tuesday and also you have your world history essay due tomorrow!”
you: daehwi what the fuck
the boy always seems to smell nice like even when he just finished three hours of dance practice he smells like flowers like what is this sorcery
but then again daehwi is actually a flower so I guess it’s only natural :^)
always tries to be reliable and responsible despite his young age but you know it’s stressful so once every so often you tell him either face to face or over the phone that he’s been doing fantastically
and he really appreciates what you say because it serves as a motivation for him to do well and reassures him
he always feel like he should pay you back for the smallest thing that you do for him like once you gave him a pen he dropped and he was like omg I need to treat you to lunch
he’s cute without trying but if you ask him to do aegyo he panics and wants to run away
he really does cute things without trying like his face is always so??? expRESSIVE like he makes all sorts of expressions while doing one simple task
whenever he makes a mistake during dance practice he scrunches his face and looks like he’s preparing for the worst when actually everyone just laughs
once you bought him a hoodie that he wanted for a long time and he squealed and jumped up and down and was like!!!! THANK YOU!!!!
I’ve had this AU in my brain for awhile, thinking of making it a VERY short story. Here’s part 1
It’s a cool and damp night, the kind that makes Vegeta want to go out and cause some mischief. He can’t help but feel his fingers itch with the promise of beating someone bloody and raw until they beg for his mercy. But tonight, he’s feeling a bit lucky. And all he wants is to do is head on down to The Blue Room and cuddle up with a few glasses of whisky and sleep under the thick blanket of jazz. Tonight, he doesn’t want to be a shadow waiting at the end of the alley. Tonight, he wants to pretend that he’s a regular fellow with nothing better to do on a Saturday night.
He’s heard good things from the shore of South City since The Blue Room opened. ‘The best jazz this side of the ocean!’ has rang in his ears more times than he can count, so he decides to head on down and see what the buzz is about. He’s even found his best suit; a sharp number that is known to make the ladies croon in delight and the men move out of his way. It makes him feel powerful, and Vegeta never objects to feeling like a king.
The pale blue lights welcome him as he steps through the doors, the room smoky in a haze of secrets and sex. A smooth piano rift transports him to another place and time, and he looks over to the musician with compliments. He recognizes him immediately. Raditz’s brother. The man who was either too dumb or too smart to join his older brother in one of the most ruthless gangs in the area. Kakarot, if he’s not mistaken. He looks towards Vegeta and nods in understanding, showing that he recognizes him too.
Vegeta turns his head and steps towards the circular bar, sitting quaintly against the deep blue walls of the room. Coconut trees flash in and out behind the bartender, inviting anyone with a strong enough appetite for the dark liquors inside. He takes a stool and scoots up, leaning against the countertop.
“What’ll it be, mister?” The bartender looks like a young boy, Vegeta thinks. But if he’s old enough to sell him a drink without getting the law involved, he won’t complain.
“I’ll start with a Tom Collins,” he demands huskily, fishing in his coat pocket for his wallet, “And make it a double.”
“You got it, mister.” The barteneder’s head is shiny enough that Vegeta can see Kakarot glaring at him from behind. He’s probably wondering if he’ll be up to no good in his establishment. Vegeta smirks; he’s always up to no good.
“Is it your first time here?” The bartender pours the concoction in a glass and slides it over to Vegeta, leaving a trail of spirits in its wake. Vegeta ignores him and presses his mouth to the rim, letting the liquid burn his tongue with delight. The bartender is unperturbed by his mannerisms and keeps talking. “I haven’t seen you around these parts before. You sure picked a special night to visit.”
Vegeta looks up at him, the question why swimming in his eyes like barracudas. He takes another long sip of his drink, resisting the urge to throw the glass against the wall and demand silence. The bartender gets it and wiggles his eyebrows suggestively. Vegeta notices for the first time that he doesn’t seem to have a nose.
“Well, it’s her night, after all. The crème de la crème, the dame of South City, the Belle of the ball-”
“Who?” Vegeta asks impatiently. Surely if such a woman existed, he would have ran into her by now. After all, the shores of this city belong to him, and he knows every footprint that marks the sands.
“Oh, wow, you are new,” the man shakes his head, wiping away the mess on the counter. “Everyone knows that she’s the gem of this dump. That’s why we’re so busy tonight especially. Well, you may have come here with ignorance, but you’ll definitely know her name by the time she leaves.”
Vegeta straddles the line of curiosity and not giving a damn. How many little starlets come here to make something of themselves, only to wind up in some drug induced stupor and begging him for a fix? He’s heard this tale before, and he doubts that whoever she is will have an effect on him like the blobbering idiot before him.
That is, until the lights dim down.
In the darkness, Vegeta can taste the lust of the men who’ve clutched their seats a little tighter, turning to the stage and pressing their hands in their tight suits. The smoke from their cigarettes choked him as soon as he entered, but now he’s seeing more ashtrays being passed around and more butts being dumped. “She’s coming out,” the bartender says, licking his lips and abandoning his job. Vegeta looks over his shoulder as a single light illuminates the stage, showcasing a curvy silhouette behind a sheer curtain.
Whistles parade around the room, the men reminding him of a hungry pack of wolves ready to gobble this dame up. He’s disgusted by them, but he can’t tear his eyes away from the sheer curtain and the woman behind it. She’s bent over and running her hands up her shapely legs and he feels his groin twitch as she glides over her thighs. Just as she’s almost in a standing position again, the curtain slides to the left, revealing the most beautiful creature he’s ever had the pleasure to lay his eyes on.
Kakarot’s fingers produce a milky string of chords at the piano, a smoke little riff that she’s switching her hips to seductively. He doesn’t notice it, but he’s turned fully around in his chair, completely under her trance. Her hair is the color of the waters of South City, and he doesn’t need to be close to the stage to see the sparkle of her sapphire eyes. Her lips pout into red pillows and she walks towards the mic, a silver little number hugging her figure deliciously. She opens her mouth to speak and he’s already about to sink into the floor.
Her eyes run over the crowd and she smiles. She’s like a little kitten who’s begging to lap up milk, and he’s about to run to the store to get her some. She croons over the piano notes, her voice as soft and sultry as she is.
I’ve got my eyes on a man. A strong kind of man. He’s the kind to leave me under his spell.
It’s almost like she’s purring, this exotic little kitten, with every syllable that escapes her lips.
I want to touch him and see. Will he be good to me? Or leave me to wilt, I can’t tell.
“What’s her name?” He asks the bartender with urgency. His mouth is salivating and he drinks more of his liquor to stop himself from drooling.
He’s like whisky and smoke. If I’m not careful, I’ll choke. But mama didn’t teach me well.
“Bulma,” the bartender says her name like it’s oxygen, and Vegeta plays with it over his tongue. He likes the way it smooths out his mouth like marble.
I wonder what he’ll do. When I tell him the truth. How I’m completely under his spell.
She shimmies her shoulders and rolls her hips smoothly, earning a mixture of applause and whistles from the crowd. She’s walking down the stage, singing and flirting with the men who’ve moved their seats, giving her a center aisle.
A center aisle that is leading directly towards him.
She notices him sitting against the bar, his demeanor quiet unlike the chaos around him. She’s interested, he can tell. She further proves this by walking towards him slowly, making each step her own show. Vegeta can’t take his eyes away from her thick hips or the sparkling fabric. Everything about her screams of an orgasm.
He’s too hot for the touch. But I need him so much. Oh, boy, what’s a lady to do?
She’s getting close enough that he can taste whatever perfume she’s doused herself in for the night. Her blue curls are electric, like lightning in the middle of a rain storm, and they bounce against her shoulders as she approaches. He runs his eyes up to her breasts. Even through the material of her dress, they look like the softest satin he’s never touched.
Is he ready for me?
She runs a finger in between the cutout of her dress, lightly touching her breasts, and he can feel the goosebumps on his own chest.
Is it possible? Can it be?
She’s close enough to reach out and touch him, and she takes his hand and curls it around her back, making him push her in between his legs. She looks down on him and smiles, running her fingers through his hair. Vegeta is trapped. He knows she can smell the desire pouring from his skin. Her fingers are like the skin of ghosts, and he shivers every time they touch his skin. She runs one finger across his lips and leans in close, and he can taste the peppermint that she most recently ate.
That I’ve got him under my spell, too.
Before she turns and leaves, she squeezes his hand, slowly removing her warm thighs from his own. He wants to squeeze her in his legs and taste her skin, see if the kitten is as good as she smells. Instead, he’s cruelly exposed to the smoke of the bar again, and he can only watch her plump behind sashay back to the stage, finding other saps to toy with. He bites down his lips in jealousy; she shouldn’t be touching anyone else but him. How could she want to anyways?
She looks at him again over her shoulder before she steps up the stage and smiles challengingly. He thinks to himself that she’s either the smartest woman alive or the dumbest to look at him like that. His cock twitches with his wild imagination. He finishes his drink as she finishes her song, the sheer curtain covering her again.
Vegeta vows, with absolute certainty, that he will have her by the end of the night.
Like I said, a very short story of only 3-4 parts, and I’ll probably only post this on Tumblr for the time being.
DONT read a webcomic called killing stalking. man this shit is so wrong on sO many motherFUCKIN levels yo i was talking to one of my internet friends and he sent me three links with the name only labelled: killing stalking. i said to this dude: whats THIS shit? he just giggled and said: just read it. and MAKE SURE NOBODY IS AROUND WHEN YOU’RE READING IT. then i thought it was some weird fan-fiction or some strange shit. but i read the first chapter and i was like: yooooo what the fUCK and then i continued and i was like yOOOO and then he broke his motherfucking legs and i was like YOO OOOOOOOOO OOO i couldn’t fucking believe what i just saw. it was like satan had written a webcomic. shit was so disturbing… yet… i COULDNT STOP READING IT
Aaaaaah more alien stuff, here are typical face types and skin colors n whatnot. Obviously these can vary in a zillion different ways, but TYPICALLY snow babies are fluffy, and it’s not uncommon to see fishers with no feathers at all
they all have dark skin n bones n teeth n…everything. their sun has some some higher uv junk goin on than ours. Nagula is kind of an oddball with how pale and featherless she is, and is certainly always well covered or sunscreened if she’s out in the day…. ‘Feathers’…not true feathers obv, but theyre like…early dinosaur feathers?? somewhere in between the flying kind and Hair. They can move them though, and i’m sure they’re usually sleek and close to the body like..most birds, but i just like drawing them foofy…………… And these are all just. ~natural~ patterns, they style their plumage in as many ways as people do. long braided feather things, clipped, plucked if you’re a badass, etc etc etc
uhh what else..oh yeah, the red feathers arent pop out colors, theyre blending in colors. The plant life on their planet isn’t green, it’s red!! Well, ranges from red to a dark purplish to, in some areas, a very dark bluish black sorta color.
I’m sure they loooove green, kinda in the same way we’re like ooOOOOOoo red
(I’ll probably skip the next two requests since I’ve already drawn Jack and Ada. Also, please don’t ask for more palette requests. I have 5 more PH related ones and 1 Magi one and then I won’t do any more.)
I I just had to write on this show because it is GOLD OMG GOLD I TELL YOU! BETWEEN jessi cheetah and jolly v i dont know who is my main anymore. This show has me in stitches just in the first couple minutes. ok lets begin.
1. EVERYONE LOOK AT FACIAL EXPRESSIONS WHILE WATCHING THIS SHOW IT IS PURE COMEDY and FOCUS ON THE ENTRANCES OF EACH PERSON.
Cheetah’s face when people walk in is the best shit on this planet. Like she looked at everyone like they were the most basic bitch on the damn planet…. actually the whole damn milky way. cheetah was like these girls aint even in my damn lane much less the damn freeway. they are still on the local with stop lights…..jollys face when tymee walked in had me on the damn floor! i already know her thought bubble read exactly these words,“dis bitch is literally my fucking shadow; she follows me everywhere.” And before that when they asked her if she thought tymee was coming or something along those lines and she replied “are we 1+1.” PURE GOLD SOUNDBITE AHAHAHA. Tymee walked in like guessssss whooooooos baccccccccck. and i started laughing all over again. P.S. laughing this much as an asthma is going to get dangerous but this show is that awesome. Jessi walked in like queen is here and people automatically knew who she was. Cheetah looked at lil cham like huh? when she walked in ahahahaha. And there is a reason why they let Cheetah in first LMFAO! To me, she is one of the baddest if not THE baddest in the whole group. When Jessi said it was a SMTM reunion, it was nothing but the truth because it truly was. They literally casted every popular female from every season of SMTM.
Yes I am giving this child her own section. I am reserving a place in my prayers for this girl cause either she can a. get eaten ALIVE or b. rise to the occasion and show us some good shit……but after I saw that cypher…..ooooooooo boy…..this is when i wish it was kind of like smtm in that you have mentors but this show is DEFINITELY not that. Ugh im scared for her to be honest. Everytime she raps I get that embarassed for your friend feeling. Like when your friend thinks he is an awesome rapper, gets on stage, and isnt very good. But I do hope she rises to the occasion. And im not gonna lie when they got to the roast of jimin in the room i was like……..damn………….
Ok here is why Jessi is one of my favorites. I am biased when it come to her because I love Lucky J a lot and she is from my neck of the woods in the states. But i love how she doesnt give a fuck because SHE DOESNT HAVE ANYTHING TO LOSE….i feel like she has lost and gained so much in the 10 years she has been in this business that she has nothing to lose. I love that she isnt afraid to SPEAK. If she has something on mind that she thinks needs to be addressed, she will ADDRESS THAT SHIT. And to be honest, I loved her snippet of a dis rap you know CAUSE IT SHOOK UP THE GAME THAT NEEDED TO GET SHOOK. it really is a competition. Wake up. Of course, SMTM was more friendly of course, but this one is going to be more cut throat and you know why THERE ARE BARELY ANY FEMALES IN THE K HIP HOP GAME at least not on a full blown known status other than the queen herself Yoon Mi Rae. You have to fight to stay in this male dominated realm of k hip hop. They have to want it, and that little rap made them upset and im happy it did because hopefully that will bring out the grittiness that I want from these women. We not aegyo-ing this shit up. Leave that cute bullshit at the door. Yall suppose to slay with words, bring on the attitude and fuck up the damn stage.
.4. Lil Cham
Ok im pissed with Lil Cham has been giving me so far because she is actually a decent rapper. I looked at the cypher like is this the same Lil Cham I know. All I know is that she BETTER not sell herself short or ill be pissed for and at her.
To me she is the dark horse of this competition. I actually like what she did in the cypher too. She also had that bat and I thought she was gonna break the table for 2.5 seconds but then she lightly tapped and I started dying LMFAO.
Yup SMTM reunion remember. There aint no dude to help her with her raps this time around, but she did improve so yay!
I wasnt a fan of Tymee during SMTM so I was pleasantly surprised with her rap. Im waiting on her to fully pull me in, but we got a couple weeks and im starting to warm up to her for the first time in a year….
8. I FREAKING LOVE JOLLY
She is one of my favorites as well. I have her mixtapes and she is just the bomb sauce. That bullshit beat they gave her for cypher made me upset but she did what she could with it. And I also know she has way more in her than what the cypher showed. I cant WAIT to see what more she brings to the table.
I saved the best for last. WOOOOOOO I LOVE THIS WOMAN YES! omg like…..yes…..CHEETAH and she hands down owned the cypher and no one else was up to par not even close…..in my book Cheetah has this in the damn bag and I would love to see her win…Like seriously see her win! The best thing about Cheetah is that she is a woman of very few words and when she opens her mouth ITS PERFECT. She doesnt need anything else because she lets her raps speak FOR her, and its absolutely wonderful and refreshing. That is literally why I am watching the show in general. Once again, I really hope she sweeps this like a swiffer and walks off with the trophy.
For my last note, DONT LIE AND TELL ME THE SHADE ON THIS SHOW ISNT MAKING YOU CATCH YOUR EVERLASTING LIFE! ^^
Obviously I am liked the best. 8) hehe. Happy Halloween. OoOoooOoo. What teacher you don't like? We gotta saran-wrap their car!
ACT : [ SHRUG ]
“ Happy Hall’ween, dude. ”
Flurry offers happily enough, but she rolls her small shoulders into a shrug at Dust’s question. She’s not sure she should do that kind of stuff anymore – not that she’s soft now, or anything. The child furrows her brow.
“ Have y’been trick ‘r treatin’, or are y’ jus’ pullin’ pranks? ”
The companions reacting to the SS having a drawn penis on their forehead ( gj Deacon )
ooooooooo i like it. thank you!
deacon: follows sole around to see everyone’s reaction to his piece of art. “is there something wrong with my face? i feel like people are staring.” “oh no no! don’t worry, boss, you look great, fantastic even! honest.” he enjoys every single second of this.
cait: “hello there, handsome. lookin especially good today.” she’s really good at keeping a straight face and stops everyone from telling them. high fives deacon when sole isn’t looking.
codsworth: he noticed before sole woke up and cleaned their face. draws some dicks on deacon’s glasses instead.
curie: she looks at deacon signing her not to tell them and poor curie tries so hard to focus on what sole is saying. “NO! I’m really sorry, monsieur deacon, but this is so ridicilous!” she spits on her hand and scrubs it off. she also made deacon apologize.
danse: “hey, there’s a– uhm. someone drew….just wait here.” he disappears for a while and returns with a wet rag. he cleans sole’s face without saying a word. they could swear his eyes are teary from laughing.
hancock: “kinda sexy.” he gets a pen and draws a hat on it. “look, it’s mayor hancock. heh.”
maccready: bursts out laughing the second he sees sole. he doesn’t want to be the one ruining the fun though so he just runs away from them without an explanation.
nick: “oh. seem’s like i’m not the only dick in diamond city now.” he carefully wipes it off sole’s face, who’s both grinning and blushing. “how about we go looking for the culprit now, detective?”
piper: might or might not be the one who told deacon to do this. she observes everything from afar. deacon and her exchange some smug looks. they both know it’s the beginning of a beautiful friendship. (and big trouble for anyone else)
preston: chuckles, then clears his throat and tries to look serious. “no, no, everything’s fine, general. i, uh, gotta go now.”
strong: "heh. human look funny today.” deacon convinces him it’s a war tattoo, where upon strong makes him draw some on his biceps.
x6: “…” he stares at sole, then at deacon, then back at sole. deacon thinks he’s done for but x6 continues his conversation with sole without telling them. on the same day weird things start happening to deacon. stuff vanishes and reappears somewhere else, his clothes are sort of itchy, his insta mash tastes kinda funny…
I’M LATE I KNOW ;-; okay, hopefully this one doesn’t crash 98% in the process.honestly i almost cried and now i have to retype everything fml. this is gonna be pretty brief i think & i’ll also be splitting chapter 429&430 in to two different recaps LOL just cause. okay warning, swearing and a lot of caps lot ahead, enjoy?
OKAY, not even gonna lie when i saw that lucy was okay and not in a state of pain and anguish I WAS UPSET.
LIKE MASHIMA WHY WHY WHY WHY. i’m sorry for letting out this sadistic and cruel thought but like, i felt like there was so much tension, anxiety, and stress built up from her torture in last chapter and it just seemed like it would be a significant thing, y'know? like natsu was chained and goin crazy on the side, the avatar assholes came in their formation LMAO and i don’t know, i thought it would’ve felt more satisfying if we saw how that scene ended and such. like i know fans went really deep with their predictions of “code” blue, connecting it to that hospital emergency when clearly it wasnt- it literally stood for grays hair colour oh my god DON’T EVEN GET ME STARTED ON CODE BLUE OH MY FRICKEN SHIT MAN. SOOOOO many people had such great and indepth guesses as to what would happen, but it was literally right underneath our noses. it was his hair colour. HAIR COLOUR. and here we had people thinking she’d get a cardiac arrest. like they honestly don’t relate at all i felt like chapter 428 gained so much hype, with the whole torturing of lucy, seeing gray do his grammy award winning acting like damn, and aswell as finding out that Gajevy have been together, and lots of other things. it was well jampacked. like i thought it would be a great start to an angsty mysterious typa arc- ACTUALLY, it’s never too late, AM I RIGHT OR AM I RIGHT
i’m a cruel and sadistic bastard!!
ALSO, did anyone else notice this
in the first picture, which was the colour picture we see that natsu doesnt have any bandages on, and it’s clearly seen that he has no tattoos then in the following page he has drawn bandages. do you think mashima made a mistake? i hope so omg. i’ve always thought that he would have those black marks on there, i mean everyone does. right? :$ if natsu doesn’t have the black marks i sWEAR
he hAS TO HE HAS TO HE HASS TOOOOO ;-; serIOUSLYYY. omg this could be the plot twist, since Gray can control his, Natsu can’t OoOoOoOOO BITCHES YAS. I AM SO HYPED FOR THIS YES. LIKE IT WOULDN’T BE IMPOSSIBLE?? i mean, natsu didn’t seem to have a whole lot of contact with the rest of the world -except for guildarts in the beginning- if he did, then he would’ve known about Fairy Tail- Fiore’s Most Famous Guild being disbanded. and since he wears his guild mark proudly, some people would’ve asked about it wouldn’t they??i mean he’s also well known, people would’ve recognized him if he was just wandering around- but nothing. when he came back, he had no clue.
CAN WE PLEASE TALK ABOUT HOW CUTE NATSU WAS-well i mean his bae was about to get sliced in half but he was so cute :$WHEN HE WAS TRYING TO SAVE LUCY
and do you see this vein? can you see just how serious he was trying to get her? i feel like natsu isn’t usually drawn with veins going from his neck to his temple. i think it was drawn here to just show how intense he was feeling regarding to saving his friend, his lucy. this was when the axe was going to cut her in half. and with the hollow eyes, ugh that got me. we all know- it’s been tested and proved (with mr. professional actor Gray Fullbuster, and in many other arcs) that those hollow eyes show intensity and just how serious of a dilemma that the person is in. and in this case, it’s lucy that he’s trying to save. i also can’t help but feel that after leaving her for a year now that he’s finally back, obviously stronger, and seeing her in that position, he feels powerless. and he doesn’t like it, i mean thats why he went out to train, to never lose anyone precious to him ever again. yet we see now that he’s in that position again and just dear gOODNESS MY HEART BLESS NATSU YOU BEAUTIFUL PERSON.
THEN WE GOT THIS SHIT
omg. i couldn’t even. like i didn’t know if i should’ve been like “AAAAAAYEEEE” or like “homie u was just the antagonist last week this is cheating stop” SERIOUSLY, like i LOVEEEEE GRAY WITH ALL MY DAMN HEART I PROMISE YOU THAT, but i felt like he should’ve carried on with this bad guy act a little longer his gel’d hair is the shit not that i would’ve loved it, but it caused so much controversy within the fandom and everyone was going crazy. it also felt cut a little short? well i guess he was already doing it for 6 months prior, then having his old squad roll in and get involved messed him up and thats adorable. REAL TALK. THATS THE CUTEST SHIT EVER. but rly draggin on bad-gray wouldn’t hurt (that much)
then gray goes and messes his gel’d hair because since he’s done playing the baddie, he don’t need it no more. GRAY LOGIC.
gel - bad guy material
black tattoos on one side of the face&entire arm - really bad guy material
matching colour scheme with new avatar squad - super bad guy material
leaving juvia without a word - fkin satan
well that’s BASICALLY, the vibe i’m getting idk about you.
REAL. when the marks started to fade off his face, i seriously had to look at different scans because i thought i was seeing stuff- i didn’t even get to read Happy’s panel, you don’t even know how confused i was omg then he brings out his phone lacrima thing and oMGALSGMSLG K
IS IT JUST ME OR DOES SHE SEEM EXTRA PRETTY ?? does anyone else also notice that mashima’s art looks a little different? well not different but like he just settling into this style?? or something? like the characters i feel are drawn in a just tad different style ish, not really but it’s kind of the same… okay fuck it, OBVIOUSLY I’M NOT GOOD AT EXPLAINING ART LMAO, BUT DO YOU GET WAHT I’M SAYING? if you don’t message me and we can work through this together LOL.
i’m saving my heart for the part 2 of this (chapter 430), so be prepared homies HAHA