-> covers the corners of tables when you duck your head under them ALL THE TIME without fail, his hand is there. and he doesnt even seem to notice he does that?? hes talking to someone, noticed your picking something you dropped under the table, quickly moves his hand, and stull maintains perfect conversation
-> an advid grey sweatpants wearer probably paired sleeveless tanks as well, only cuz hed be most comfortavle in them snd thats rlly it. he doesnt get the whole appeal behind it, or rather he just isnt aware abt the entire thing. he judt wears it cuz theyre comfy for him and his inhumanely gargantuam, thick, girthy, massive dick
-> does calisthenics to work out along w a lot of cardio. his figure is ... hehe
-> complains a lot abt luffy being a clingy sleeper but hes the exact same way. if u slept in the same bed as him, but not like cuddling/near each other, when u wake up he will be big spooning you and snoring on top of you. its actually a disease he had where he has to hug or cuddle whatever is closest to him and genuienly goodnluck in trying to escape this fuckign massine unit of a man.
-> oh my god thought abt this one jus now. but i mentioned before hes a chronic manspreaded. yeah its terrible. genuinely terrible to sit next to him anywhere. the dining table/restaurant, in public anywhere idk, anywhere u would need to dit next to him -- its a pain. he doesnt know he doed it and its so fucking annoying. bc if u correct him or ask he just fixes himself he will and then he'll apologize but then he'll go back to manspreadung line ten mins later. (if you tell him it rlly bothers u he offers you his thigh to sit on, with a light tap to his MEATY AND MUSCULAR legs and a soft "cmere"- someone cage ne im going insane for a man that isnt even canonically or literally real)
You know when you write a perfectly good fic but you can't post it because you don't like the title. So you keep editing it while you wait for a better title to come to your head and it just doesn't. And now you have a 5000 word one-shot that gets longer everyday because you can't think of a title.
And then theres like nothing else to edit so you have to bury it and it can't even get a gravestone because it doesn't have a name?
No? Just me?
Okay, well my fic is getting paupers grave. That is all.
remember at the end of SL2 when simón and luna were sad and single and telling each other "omg you deserve someone who *literally describes themselves*" and then nothing came of it
its baffling seeing people on here being all shocked about how other ppl didnt have sex or do drugs or drink or go to parties etc etc in high schools like. sorry i was too busy getting bullied to do all of that stuff i guess. why are you surprised that there’s losers on the cringe loser website
I am actually so serious I think it really messes with a childs creativity and joy to tell them to never make a mary sue OC. Like that unbridaled form of joy where you make a self insert OC who super cool and everyone loves them and they have every superpower in the world SHOULD be something a kid makes, it nourishes their ability to create things for fun and not be stifled by "oh but what if my character is too overpowered and cringey...". whatever