Dec 8, 2025
Can we talk about Oscar‘s sisters having little Osc Koala keychains on their paddock passes?
source: official f1 instagram
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Can we talk about Oscar‘s sisters having little Osc Koala keychains on their paddock passes?
source: official f1 instagram
Alright chat, here we go!!
Favorite color - Yellow, Red, Teal, Green
Last song- Good F**king Music
Currently read- t e x t b o k
Currently watching- Silly guys play the Isle and Path of Titans
Currently craving- Lo Mein
Coffee or Tea?- Coffee, Top of the Morning Coffee.
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When I first watched KinnPorsche I had this insatiable urge to like completely live in the series. Like I needed to consume it with my entire being and etch every detail into my bones. I'm pretty sure I watched it like 4 times back to back over a series of weeks.
I hadn't really found anything else like that... until Fangs of Fortune. There is so much detail and nuance that I now have this completely undeniable urge to pull apart and analyze and memorize. Like I need to make this show a part of my soul.
I will be rewatching it, probably starting today cause I just need to live in it.
I live here now. Don't expect anything else from me. This is my entire personality now
girlrotting? oh no, not like that! I'm girl-decaying on the forest floor, waiting for the fungi and moss to welcome me as one of their own :3
she say some word (in japanese)
If some were only meant to walk a part of the path with us what do we do with all they've left behind. Their footsteps right next to ours, as imprints that do not fade. The fragrance of their soul still lingering at every turn. The transformations to the path they've walked on. Everything remains like a still ruin, so beautiful yet too little. What do we do with the time they took from us, rather than be prisoners in its loop.
Heehoo silly Mikitaka brainrot
Panics when hearing blaring sirens and turn into alien slime and which friend happens to be the closest he’ll push himself into their mouth and wiggle his way into their belly, there’s nothing the friend can do about it. Almost canceling out the sirens so Miki can snuggle within the confines of the friend’s stomach.
I’m so normal about this I’m so normal about this I’m so normal about this I’m so normal