I think I'm cool, but I run an anime blog.

Krissy, 28, Full of shit.

[kaykayandersen]

I giggle to myself a little and wonder how confused some of my mutuals are when my profile appears on the dashboard or in their notifications when I log back into to this blog once maybe twice a year to reblog a handful of things.

[luobenn]

[x1lema]

Saitama 36

[cerenade]

i've been watching the japanese dub of yugioh dm for the first time and it's somehow even gayer than the 4kids dub. the dialogue here has been only slightly altered for comedic effect, lmao.

(this art was carefully referenced and color-picked using screenshots from the show. it counts as a study :b)

[amarcia]

Time passes, people move…. Like a river’s flow, it never ends.

> Art blog | Illustration tag | Ko-fi

[evernightterrae]

[derpypig44]

he’s so prettyyyy👉👈

[glitterblossom]

Our metamour Thalia made this. She is both correct and hilarious.

[pusheen]

[littleyusa]

Yu-Gi-Oh 5D's

[thyrell]

tumblr will always be a better website than twitter because you can only retweet a tweet once, whereas on this website if i really like a post i can make my followers scroll past it twelve times in a row

[wittyworm]

my lifesize joey cutout scares the shit out of me every single time but i love him so much

[wittyworm]

HE

[wittyworm]

OKAY NO FOR R3AL this just made my heart sink into my fucking asshole

[wind-on-the-panes-deactivated20]

I love fanfic writers. Never change.

[halfblackwolfdemon]

... They should run the world, tbh

[netaaaaaa]

no thoughts

head empty

just Saitama

carrying Genos

[notlikingbestgirl]

Out of Touch

[0ccam]

jealous of how bright you are

[smokeinsilence]

have you ever noticed you pick up little habits and phrases from the people you love? it’s no wonder our hearts are so easily broken when people leave. we become a reflection of the people that we care about and those personality traits stick with us even if the people don’t

[viridianmasquerade]

I make my ramen the way a friend taught me in eleventh grade. Every fall, I listen to a playlist made for me by a boy I drove across a border to hook up with. I eat sushi because a girl who won’t talk to me anymore made me try it, and Indian food because my best friend’s parents ordered for me before I knew what I liked. There are movies I love because someone I loved loved them first. I am a mosaic of everyone I’ve ever loved, even for a heartbeat.