My biggest issue is that I don’t know when to quit, I will love people until I have twisted myself into a new shape. I will love them brutal and careful and gentle and when it’s time to let them go I can’t remember how to unclench my fists from the back of their shirt so they have to break my fingers to get it to happen
Kaiba takes a risk: Beto Kaiba
Kaiba travels by plane: Jeto Kaiba
Kaiba goes swimming: Weto Kaiba
Kaiba goes gangster: Ghetto Kaiba
Kaiba loses funds: Debto Kaiba
Kaiba wins a tennis match: Seto Kaib- oh wait
*races to the tallest rooftop*
*SHOUTS TO THE WORLD*
MY BABY IS BACK
Let’s talk about how there’s somehow NO way to get any of the clothes from GARO. I mean seriously, who wouldn’t at the very least want at least one of the coats from that show?
You know what I think would’ve made Gemini of the Meteor a better sequel to Darker than Black?
If Darker than Black met Silent Hill.
We could have Silent Hill cultists kidnap Yin and do culty things, Yin’s observation ghost go all Pyramid Head and Hei’s in Silent Hill trying to find Yin and does Chinese Electric Batman things to save her but plot twist Yin’s all dead ala Mary Sunderland. …Maybe? Kinda? Sorta?
…okay, look it’s been 3 years and I still don’t get what the fuck happened at the end of Gemini of the Meteor.
Angeal Penance shoots lightning out of his ass.
You wanna know where Erza is in Chapter 300?
Fucking Jellal, that’s where.
Move over Leon, JD is now my new favorite Resident Evil character. Ain’t gonna lie.
*insert awesome face here*
i basically assume that people don’t like me unless they explicitly tell me they like me and then periodically remind me
I love it when people tell me how to do my job. (◕‿◕✿)
How about I tell you how to shit in your mouth? (◕‿◕✿)