look at this space boy with his space shirt 💫
The best thing about the world cup is that the U.S. isn’t in it
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Oh dear god, what is he up to now?
pew pew pew!
the true lives of the fabulous teamiplier!
OH, Y OU SPILA̶U̶G̸N̵B̵D̷A̷U̷H̸N̴A̵U̷G̵H̵-
Darkiplier: oh, god, what did you do?
Wilford: ...UwU?
Darkiplier: don’t fucking ‘uwu’ me, what did you do?!?
touya be like if i dont antagonize this elementary schooler i’ll die
I’M GOING TO USE THE FACT THAT I SPEAK FRENCH TO MY ADVANTAGE AND MAKE A FLUFFY FIC AFTER BREAKING YOUR GUYS’ HEARTS. I SPEAK CANADIAN FRENCH, NOT FRANCE FRENCH.
SUMMARY: Damien could speak many languages, one of which was French.
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It was a quiet evening in City Hall, everyone had gone home to be with their families, except Damien, his office was the only one to be illuminated this late at night. The young mayor sat at his desk, hunched over a bunch of papers and the scratching of his pen the only thing to be heard in the silent office.
“Qu’est-ce que je vais faire?” Muttered Damien, running his hand through his hair as he looked at all the other paperwork he had to complete. He checked the grandfather clock, which indicated it was nearly midnight, so Damien decided he could go for another hour or two.
A soft knock on the door had interrupted Damien, causing him to momentarily look up from his work and shout that the door was open, in French of course, he tended to speak in his mother tongue when he was overwhelmed. The knob twisted and the door opened, revealing a grinning Colonel William at his doorstep.
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Brock is one of the few and perfect examples of an actual gentlemen like yeah he’d hit on literally every girl he’d meet but would also only shower them with affection and compliments. He never falls into the tired “token pervert/borderline sexual assaulter” anime trope and despite being hella flirty, treats the women he’s interested with nothing but respect and compassion.
Truly the only straight anime boy ill ever stan