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*casually slides a guitar over to Seph*
He spends nearly forty minutes strumming it tunelessly to almost comical degrees. Which royally pisses him off because he hates that he's not a natural at it like everything else.
Spends a week in the library aggressively glaring at a selection of instrument guides.
Comes back, picks it up, conducts a single immaculate set of chords and twangs, then proceeds to never touch it again. There. Ego satisfied. He needs his hands in good condition for swordplay anyway.
silver breaks plenty of stereotypes about psychic characters in an interesting way e.g. not knowing what the Fuck he’s doing
my son is so dumb I love him
Bro has no swag
it’s genuinely kinda funny to me that people are like “Leo is gay, so he must be a fashionista!! he’s amazing at outfits!” but like. hes a cocky comic-obsessed teenage boy. let’s take a step back here
this man??
Y’all can fight me on this but i think that Mikey is the only one really good at outfits out of the four of them. And like i know i know i know,,,,, clothes don’t make the turtle… but that was a simulation developed by hypno. Of course they’d be able to make the perfect outfit. Idk i just feel like only Mikey would be able to craft amazing outfits bc he’s yk. An artist?? A crafty lil guy? And it kinda comes back to the Leo favoritization (WHICH IS NOT BAD. LEO IS V SILLY. I CAN SEE WHY PEOPLE ADORE THIS MAN.) but idk I feel like Leo is given a bit too much credit in this regard
My dad made my brother a turkey sandwich and he tossed a piece to Frankie and this is how it ended up…
When you're writing another random Getaway fic and the song in Raley's bathroom is making fun of him
WHO WAS GONNA TELL ME RANPO WEARS HIS TIE BACKWARDS???
I love this so much. Good for him.
No no, he's got a point
(Chimera belongs to @/seedofhades on IG)
I like to think Ouma thinks he’s doing sooooo well too. Like, he has this in the bag. They’re practically best friends already. Just a little bit of pushing and shuichi will be like putty in his hands, running off into the sunset together.
Meanwhile Shuichi’s latest worry is that he lost his eyeliner under the counter and can’t reach it.
shuichis complete lack of interest in oumas attempts at being mysterious and charming is so fuckin funny. ouma wants to be the phantom thief clown moriarty to shuichis sherlock holmes and will do and say all sorts of dumb embarrassing gay shit trying to be mysteriously endearing and will just get absolutely nothing in return. shuichi just goes "uh, ok?" and walks off to go hang out with the autistic girl who death threats her friends and the guy who wears slippers outside.