My pronouns are he, not him. Because I'll never be him.
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My pronouns are he, not him. Because I'll never be him.
usa vs hun — 5/11/25
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Hiroyuki Sanada Bullet Train (2022) dir. David Leitch
Is it obsessive if I spend my free time reading fanfics about Jason Todd and my other free time daydreaming about him in a maladaptive way? Yes. Do I care? Not at all.
Ughhhhh
Ya’ll don’t even know how much I need the heckin goose man in my life, like, right now
Like, imagine picking him up and just carrying him around places in the house like a stuffed animal and just setting him down when you need to do things. You could pick him up bridal style and watch him get all flustered about it; maybe he pretends to get all annoyed about it when really he’s squealing on the inside, or maybe he squeals on the outside and gets all anime-girl about it because it reminds him of his favorite anime. Depends on the circumstance, I imagine.
You could also give him piggyback rides or something, where he wraps his arms around you and has you take him places. I imagine he’d like these sorts of things a lot, he likes to feel tall. After like half an hour of him just steering you around and being all smug and feeling all powerful, I imagine he just hums contentedly, a little tired as he buries his face in your hair or just resting his head on yours. He steers you back to the couch, practically demanding cuddles with a slight pout.
I could also see him wanting to pick you up as well. There is a good chance of him just absolutely failing to pick you up, which I find deeply entertaining and endearing; like, he’s so smug and confident that he could, even attempting to tease you with the concept whenever you go to pick him up or cuddle him, but when he tries, he just strains and struggles for a while and then eventually pulls a muscle and falls over. He gets all sad about it, but you give him cuddles and love until he cheers up and returns to his adorable smug jerk self.
But suppose he could pick you up. He’d definitely default to bridal style, cause he could look you in the eyes as he pulls you close… his main goal is almost certainly to fluster you, after all. He would be so proud of himself for managing to succeed at this, but on the outside, he’s super nonchalant about it, like, “Oh, please, this is nothing to me, to me you’re light as a feather.” As he’s saying this, he’s practically buckling under the weight of a full human in his arms… you should properly make him put you down now, actually; those arms he’s carrying you in are meant for committing tax evasion, not weightlifting.
Either way, I imagine it’d be an absolute great time. I need the goose man.
Day 14: Roam!
Idk why there’s so many prompts that are so close in meaning- first trek, hike, & nomadic and now roam- insanity I say-
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