Just a place to post my beyblade trash. think of it as Tyson's stomach!
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Just a place to post my beyblade trash. think of it as Tyson's stomach!
Happy mother's day to all the beyblade moms but especially Spencer, the MILF of the Blitzkrieg Boys.
The mental health trashcan-o-meter
The hotel room in London looked like a convenience store had lost a fight.
Oreos open on the coffee table. Two crushed chip packets. A suspicious mix of chocolate wrappers and something neon that Becky had insisted counted as âfruit adjacent.â The curtains were half drawnâbut they kept moving, rattling faintly with every violent gust outside.
Wind howled down the street, loud enough to cut through the glass.
Steph glanced toward the window, twisting an Oreo apart like it had personally offended her. âThatâs not normal wind.â
âItâs British wind,â Becky said, feet planted firmly on the table despite multiple protests. âIt comes with personality.â
âIt sounds like itâs trying to break in.â
âIt probably is.â
Hilary, curled into the armchair with the remote, didnât even look up. âIf it gets in, it can help clean this mess.â
âItâll make it worse,â Steph muttered.
Kiya, sprawled along the couch with one arm over her eyes, hummed faintly. âAt least itâll take the trash with it.â
Another gust rattled the window hard enough to make all of them glance over.
âYeah,â Steph said. âThatâs definitely taking someoneâs bin.â
Hilary paused mid-channel flip. ââŠwait.â
The mental health trashcan-o-meter
The hotel room in London looked like a convenience store had lost a fight.
Oreos open on the coffee table. Two crushed chip packets. A suspicious mix of chocolate wrappers and something neon that Becky had insisted counted as âfruit adjacent.â The curtains were half drawnâbut they kept moving, rattling faintly with every violent gust outside.
Wind howled down the street, loud enough to cut through the glass.
Steph glanced toward the window, twisting an Oreo apart like it had personally offended her. âThatâs not normal wind.â
âItâs British wind,â Becky said, feet planted firmly on the table despite multiple protests. âIt comes with personality.â
âIt sounds like itâs trying to break in.â
âIt probably is.â
Hilary, curled into the armchair with the remote, didnât even look up. âIf it gets in, it can help clean this mess.â
âItâll make it worse,â Steph muttered.
Kiya, sprawled along the couch with one arm over her eyes, hummed faintly. âAt least itâll take the trash with it.â
Another gust rattled the window hard enough to make all of them glance over.
âYeah,â Steph said. âThatâs definitely taking someoneâs bin.â
Hilary paused mid-channel flip. ââŠwait.â
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Michael: have you ever played quiet Tennis?
Emily: no.. what's that?
Michael: it's like regular tennis but without the racket!
Emily:
Michael: =)
A normal life trauma:
Barthez battalion are just absolute anime nerds and I will always just throw that delightful headcanon out there.
Claude's hair is dyed because he's a big ass Gojo simo though. He wanted to try and get that classic white haired look without bleaching đ
Aaron runs down the halls Naruto style and actually thinks he's going faster
Miguel thinks One Piece is "peak" anime
Mathilda secretly runs the internets biggest Black Butler forum
Julia convinces Raul he's adopted on a monthly basis