meh.
taking a break from this dash/blog. if you want my discord, feel free to IM me. i’ll come back occasionally to do replies.
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@strongestpunch-blog
meh.
taking a break from this dash/blog. if you want my discord, feel free to IM me. i’ll come back occasionally to do replies.
" What is a 'me-me'?"
❝Mm… this is why I told you to stay off the internet. It’s nothing. Don’t worry about it. It’s basically a joke. But like–on a deeper level. But also stupid. …Please don’t look into it.❞
♥ @strongestpunch || CONT;
ღ|| “No problem.” Wealthy? Blessed? That was one way of putting it. Either way, Dove would always offer to feed someone else before feeding herself. It was simply her nature. “Aha, well, well! Looks like you really enjoyed that. But you know a radish just by itself can’t be that fulfilling. Wouldn’t you like something with it?”
But before he could even speak, she was already putting out an offer. “I know this amazing resturant downtown that serves the most incredible daikon ramen bowl with steak trimmings. You should join me…”
❝Uh--Really? ...I mean sure. Yeah. Sounds great. Ain’t gonna’ turn down such a sweet offer.❞ Color him confused from this random act of kindness, eyeing this particularly striking and vibrant looking woman with a shred of skepticism--before wholeheartedly accepting it. No one ever said he was untrusting to a fault. After all, what was the point of being a hermit twenty four seven?
His shoulders were shrugged away vaguely, offering for her to lead as he gave a small simper to her, a gloved thumb pointed to his person in question. ❝I’m Saitama. A hero for fun. In case you wanted to know.❞
Smooches him for kiss day~
❝…What’re you staring at me for? Do I have a booger hanging from my nose or something?❞ This was all in post grand efforts of coming to her rescue, for the umpteenth time, finding that her eyes were particularly sparkling and glued to his face this time around. He assumed the worst, already raising a gloved hand to go and dig into the caves of ordinarily clean nasals. But the thought for that action was interrupted, seeing her lean forward and reach up to his face. The natural instinct kicked in, already attempting to lurch away in haste–
But her hand on his cheek stopped his advance backwards, his eyes widening somewhat at the feeling of her lips pressing to the inner corner and curve of his cheek. It startled him, creating a mixture of revelation and confusion that struck his normally indifferent demeanor. He felt his eyebrows shoot up, his skin heat up a tinge, though he chalked that up to simply being unaccustomed to such personal contact–and he simply stared down at her when she pulled away. Leaving him stuck and lost in an out of character experience that robbed him of any semblance of human speech.
This was odd. Moreover, a girl hadn’t kissed his cheek in–
Ever.
But then, he didn’t want to be rude here. Right?
❝…Ah… that was… nice of ya’. Thanks. Wow.❞ It was all he could think to say, placing a leather-encased palm to the apple of his cheek, briefly frowning at the heat he could feel that was blooming there. What was he, some kind of schoolboy? His eyes switched from her to the ground, from her to the sky, from her to the–her. The baldest hero of all blinked at her, bowing his head lightly to pin his eyes at the ground for some kind of unseen anchor to reality. ❝Yeah well… m’not gonna’ do it back. No offense. Germs and all.❞
saitama is frankly such a millennial icon. like. the apathetic way he acts about most things. the fact that he just wants to find a decent job so he can pay for his basic needs. how he runs from commitment. how he let a near stranger move into his house only because he promised to pay the rent. just. what an icon.
kisses his bald ass head for kiss day
Few times could he count when he was put on a level of shock that reeled him into complete silence, save for the short contorted sound that ripped from his mouth. Punches, kicks, slaps, spit, rubs–and a couple of more uncomfortable gestures were always directed against that cursed dome of his. But then here in the now, the weird cutesy girl who dedicated herself to be the most dazzling heroine of all had shattered that line of expectancy when it came to his incredibly bald head. Honestly, he wasn’t too sure on what to say. Or even do.
❝That’s–well–okay. You didn’t have to do that. But you did it anyway. …Thanks, I guess. But for future reference, don’t kiss people randomly. You don’t know where they’ve been. Bald or not.❞ Even still, he rubbed at the space she kissed, scratching a single gloved finger at the shiny surface in question, eyes cast away from the teen in question. ❝…You’re okay, I guess.❞
not only did the latest chapter make me cry more about Garou, but it also shed more light on parallels between him and sai and i swear to god i might actually be upset if it ends with sai just punching him out with no pay off
Do you know any relatively safe websites to read translated chapters of One Punch Man??
http://read1.watchopm.net/https://readms.net/manga/onepunch_man
I’d recommend the second site more, since the first one has occasional pop ups that alert any sort of anti-virus protection you have. Even though it doesn’t really do anything to your PC? But I digress.
Is that really… the limit to your power? Do you honestly think that you won’t get any stronger for the rest of your life? Instead of sitting around frustrated, it’s better to keep on moving forward.
Tugs his cape && blinks at him.
❝Huh? Oh. Hey.❞ Running into her again seemed to be out of inconsequential habit now. Not that he minded. She was pleasant company, seeing as how she didn’t require anything from him or had the need to jabber on about–well, anything.
The hero stood to his feet, offering her a small smile as he gestured a pointed thumb behind him. ❝Wanna grab some Udon? My treat. …If I have enough. Fair warning, I am often broke.❞
so he's team cap then?
❝Who? What? Teams? I don’t do well with teams. They give me gas.❞
ignti
LITERALLY WHAT IRON MANS TALKING ABOUT WAH
❝That sounds like a spokesperson for a scam work out routine competition. I don’t need anymore muscle training. Thanks though.❞
ci.vil wa.r av/engers discourse: you have to be responsible as a hero
saitama:
Every mile will be worth my while.