do yall ever just wake up and remember that your little fictional blorbos that you’re attached too are just that? Fictional, not real, something only on the screen? I do every month. So then I go around making up scenarios in my head about hugging them, cry, then go online and stalk their voice actors, cry, then find out their heights to figure out the optimal way to hug them, cry, and then scroll endlessly online for fanart of them having a good time, cry harder.





















