The Dam Snack Bar

don’t ever kill your self because maybe someday you will get brunch with your tumblr mutual

Was not expecting this many of you to resonate with Millennium Death Plinko

One of these days the horse is gonna come out of pinko with opposable thumbs, and then we're all in trouble.

pokespe swsh but we find out leon is red’s friend from a far away region who gave him the charizard poster years ago when they were just kids winning pokemon leagues at stupidly young ages (red has been trying to convince leon that chairman rose doesn’t have his best interest at heart for years but leon thinks red is just biased because like half of the authority figures in the kanto pokemon league have tried to murder him. unfortunately they’re both right)

they aren’t allowed to battle each other at all unless it’s a highly-publicized exhibition match by the way. and even then something outside their control always seems to happen and interrupts the battle so there will never ever be a winner. but as for unofficial battles… what rose doesn’t know won’t kill him

why is champion leon wandering around kanto’s route one? dunno, he must’ve gotten lost. got on the wrong flight. took the wrong bus. what do you mean, he’s with champion red being chased by beedrill through viridian forest? don’t worry about it, even if they can’t handle themselves—which they can—red knows somebody in the forest who will calm the beedrill down. red also knows a guy in viridian with a porygon who likes to hack things and a girl that could talk him into it who doesn’t always care about laws, so i’d advise you don’t go posting that video on your social media. no, you didn’t see champion leon and the new viridian gym leader gushing over how cool charizard is; why would leon even be in kanto in the first place when he’s supposed to be protecting galar’s future? cmon, man, think about it.

having a best friend who meets your level of freak is unmatched. you present them with the most unhinged, deeply buried thought from the depths of your psyche and instead of blinking blankly they just go "oh absolutely"—and I think that mutual brain rot like that is the highest form of intimacy actually.

not a good person but not a bad person either. I can be a bitch but I’m very kind too. I’ll just never be as kind as I wish I was, but also not as bad as I fear I am

my favorite thing about the mystery genre is that we all accept the concept of "world famous detective" without hesitation even though that is absolutely not a real category of celebrity