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» CLOCKS (07/01) — futura doação » categoria: Kimi no na wa » personagens: Taki & Mitsuha » recursos: psds por navh (deviantart)

meimei's note: eu fiz essa capa no (talvez) dia mais terrível da minha vida (ou do meu ano)! juro pra vocês. Não estranhem essa escolha de cores, ela foi proposital e eu queria muito editar com capas mais assim esse ano. Não estou muito bem da cachola esses dias e esse dia acabou comigo :'))) rezem por mim, ando precisando

Okay fine. I’ll give in. Probably won’t be responded do to me being so new on the Tumblr.

REBLOG IF YOU WANT A LOVE LETTER FROM A FICTIONAL CHARACTER IN YOUR ASK BOX NOW

wayne: If I die, my funeral is going to be the biggest party ever and you’re all invited

chosen: If?

dark: Great, the only party I’ve ever been invited to and they might not even die.

wayne, in a high voice, holding barbie: hey ken! I was thinking about going back to school and starting a career!

chosen, in a deep voice, holding ken: nonsense, barbie. you’re staying home and having my kids

dark: what the fuck are you guys doing?

wayne: playing systemic oppression

*The group is getting into the car*

wayne: I’m driving.

chosen, out of view: Shotgun!

dark, turning to face chosen: Aww! But you had it on the way here-

Everyone except chosen: WOAH-

chosen, holding a shotgun: No! I found a shotgun! And I want the front seat! *Pumps gun*

wayne: How's the sexiest person here~?

chosen: I don't know, how are they~?

wayne, flustered: I-

dark, from across the room: I'm doing great, thanks!

dark: Naturally, we are on the cutting edge of technology.

chosen, amazed: Wow...

wayne, to chosen: Well what does that mean?

chosen: I don't know.

chosen, to dark: What does that mean?

wayne: Here’s a fun Christmas idea. We hang mistletoe, but instead of kissing, you have to FIGHT whoever else is under it.

chosen: wayne no.

dark: Mistlefoe.

chosen: Please stop encouraging them.

wayne, whispering to chosen, who’s on the phone with dark: Ask them something!

chosen: How are you feeling?

dark: Fine.

wayne: Something personal!

chosen: At what age did you first get your period?

wayne, at a restaurant: You guys should get the orange soda, it's amazing.

chosen: Okay

Waiter: Can I get you guys anything to drink?

wayne: Orange soda, please!

chosen: I'll have the strawberry soda.

dark: Me too, strawberry soda.

wayne:

*wayne and dark sitting in jail together*

dark: So who should we call?

wayne: I’d call chosen, but I feel safer in jail

wayne: Tell chosen about the birds and the bees.

dark: They're disappearing at an alarming rate.

wayne: Are you sure this is the right direction?

dark: Certainly, I'm as sure as I am honest!

chosen: In that case, we're definitely lost.

wayne: Let me show you a picture from last night that really upset me

chosen: Okay, but in my defense, dark bet me 50 cents I couldn’t drink all that shampoo.

wayne: That’s not what I wanted to- you drank SHAMPOO?!

dark: wayne, my old arch enemy.

chosen: ... I thought I was your arch enemy?

dark: I have a life outside of you, chosen.

Dark: Are you the big spoon or the little spoon?

Wayne: I'm a knife.

Chosen, from across the room: They're the little spoon.

wayne: I told you, chosen face flush when they lie.

dark: Why?

wayne: Look.

wayne: Hey chosen! Do you love us?

chosen, covering their face: No.

dark:

wayne: What time is it?

dark: I don’t know; pass me that saxophone and we’ll find out

dark: *Plays sax loudly and extremely out of tune*

chosen: WHO THE FUCK IS PLAYING THE SAXOPHONE AT TWO IN THE MORNING

dark: It’s 2 am

wayne: I’m kind of crushing on someone, but I’m worried about telling you who it is, because you’re not going to like it

chosen: Just rip the bandage off.

wayne: It’s dark.

chosen: Put the bandage back on.

wayne: Why are you on the floor?

chosen: I'm depressed.

chosen: Also I was stabbed, can you get dark, please.

wayne: I really like this whole ‘good guy, bad guy’ thing you guys have going on.

chosen: It’s not an act, it’s just that I’m good and dark isn’t

dark: In your opinion, what’s the height of stupidity?

chosen: *turning to wayne* How tall are you?

wayne: I know you snuck out last night, chosen.

dark: Play dumb!

chosen: Who's chosen?

dark: NOT THAT DUMB!!!

wayne: You have to apologize to chosen

dark: Fine.

dark: 'Unfuck you' or whatever.

dark: Hey chosen,

chosen: Yes?

dark: Can a person breathe inside a washing machine while it’s on?

chosen:

chosen: Where’s wayne?

wayne: Dandelions symbolize everything I want to be in life

chosen: Fluffy and dead with a gust of wind?

wayne: Unapologetic. Hard to kill. Feral, filled with sunlight, bright, beautiful in a way that the conventional and controlling hate but cannot ever fully destroy. Stubborn. Happy. Bastardous. Friends with bees. Highly disapproving of lawns. Full of wishes that will be carried far after I die.

dark: edible

wayne: Hey, chosen? Can I get some dating advice?

chosen: Just because I’m with dark doesn’t mean I know how I did it.

wayne: If chosen and I were drowning, who would you save?

dark: You two can’t swim?

chosen: It’s a hypothetical question, dark! who would you save?

dark: my time and effort.

chosen: Please bring home PURIFIED water with NO minerals added for taste

wayne: We got spring water

chosen: NO.

dark: with EXTRA minerals

wayne: it's like licking a stalagmite

chosen: DON'T COME HOME.

dark: Mmmmm cave water