#platonic concept

[chaseschases]

baffles me how my favourite people don’t know how much i love them. “oh sorry we don’t have to do this if it’s boring” bitch please, i love looking at cute ceramic kitchenware if it’s with you

[poisonousroxstar]

I wonder if Bayonetta would be able to share her child with identical clones of herself...

All these Bayo clones all have the same goal: to protect and keep you safe, so they work well together -- even if they can occasionally clash due to their fierce personalities.

It's stupid, really, for anyone to try and harm you. One angry could crush a planet if she needed, but multiple versions of her? All knowing that something harmed you? Oh, it's not going to be good. A torture attack will look like mercy by the time they're all done with the enemy. And when they are, they come to you, holding and caring for any of the harm which befell you.

You're safe how little one... they won't let anything hurt you again.

[romantic-nbla]

My hair is so soft and fluffy. It's a shame no one is here to play with it :(

[buysomecheese]

Is it weird that like

The more I go to sleepovers without you, the more I realize how you’re the only person I think I could actually live with for more than a week?

(Besides my immediate family, already been there done that lmao)

[chaseschases]

friends who lace fingers when holding hands are the backbone of society

[chaseschases]

i’m losing sleep over them (affectionate). i’m eagerly awaiting their 2am texts. i smile into the dark all night long. i stay on call while they fall asleep, and find that it comes easier to me too. i’m losing sleep over them but they never seem to tire me out.

[chaseschases]

wow,, the intimacy of painting each other’s nails,, hold on. ok, so being a breath away from each other, holding their hands still because they’re suppressing giggles, and holding hands, and loving when they do a good job but loving it more when they mess up, being shown off like their work of art after they’re done,,,

[chaseschases]

take me to a place that’s yours and show me things that only you could show me. take me to your old school and relive your younger memories that only you still cling to. bring me to the bookstore where you first fell in love. show me your first room while i patiently listen to you describe how you grew up