Jun 28, 2024
"Not romantic, not exactly, but two people whose lives are folded into each other’s in ways that feel so wonderfully inextricable."
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"Not romantic, not exactly, but two people whose lives are folded into each other’s in ways that feel so wonderfully inextricable."
After last week’s episode, I asked if it’d be okay to ship them...
...And the animators seem to be thinking along the same lines!
Just look at Metal’s smile and blush... it’s official, I’m shipping them!
The next episode’s preview got me a little worried though... are you planning on running away, Hebiichigo?
Being the hopeless romantic that I am, I kind of hope that she almost will but then she’ll notice Metal in trouble and will come to give him a hand. Not that it’s all that likely; Boruto’s not that kind of anime, but a shipper can dream, no?
Episode 243: Ender City
Geoff hit a total of $5000 this episode! go Geoff!
Well, I hope things work out for the best. They rarely do, but it never hurts to hope.
“So I’m looking for Sarah. Last seen in the mirror, seconds ago, but that’s not the Sarah I’m looking for. I’m looking for the Sarah that sat in the bar, laughing up a storm at a joke that honestly even I don’t remember the context of anymore, only that it was so funny, and that I laughed so hard. If you find that Sarah, please bring her back to me. I’d just like to be her again, even for a little while."
Found: Orb. If you’ve lost orb, or even just want orb, please email [email protected]. Use subject line “orb”.
Lost: The sunlight as it was on your eighteenth birthday. The way it felt on your skin, which was so new, because you were so beautiful, beautiful in a way you were unable to understand at the time. The way that the sunlight fell through the windshield as you drove around aimlessly with your friends, listening to that song that you listened to over and over that year. The way the sunlight seemed to usher you into each day, a welcome mat for a world that belonged to you. There have been warm days since, but the sunlight has never been that sunlight.
Also lost, teen, last seen transforming into an adult woman, who no longer needs you, not really, although sometimes she wants to need you, just as you always want her to need you, in some small way.