#vasejumper

{text} Yknow what I misssedx most nbout you not beeing herre bug? Fallsing aselep witht youu. 

I like you // I love you // You’re one of my best friends // You’re like family // You arefamily // I dislike you // I hate you // I’d kill you if I got the chance // I want you to like me // I’m scared of you // I would adopt you // I’d date you // I’d sleep with you // I’d marry you // I’m worried about you // You confuse me // You’re annoying // I pity you // I respect you // I trust you // I feel protective of you // I’d invite you with me to parties // I’d lend you my money // I’d borrow your money // You’re good-looking // I’m suspicious of you // I’m hiding something from you // You’re fun // You’re boring // I’m upset with you // You’re nice // You’re mean // I’m envious of you // You’re smart // You’re stupid // I look up to you // I think you’re a better person than me // I think I’m a better person than you // I want to apologize to you // I wish I’d never met you // I never want to forget you // I want to get to know you better

(Sometimes, he sits up on nights he can’t sleep, wondering what he is truly doing with his life. Now that he isn’t actively seeking revenge against the Pharaoh, what is there to live for? Some times it’s hard for him to find the will to get off of that couch.)

I haven’t read any completed manga, but Attack on Titan would probably be it.

She spun around, violet eyes flashing and a sweet smile tipping her lips. The sword spun deftly in her hand. “Are you going to attack or just stand there and bleed?” She asked waiting, her stance open trying to get her opponent to do something foolish, which they did. She had them pinned a few moments later. “Well, that was more of a challenge than usual.” She said to the man and stood up bowing to the court, and her husband the Pharaoh. 

He sat on one of the rafters lining the ceiling feet dangling. He was kicking them, to the tune of his radio which was playing baby-got-back. “Ugh this is so my jam!” He exclaimed as the young woman walked into the room. Okay so he might have back flipped off the rafter just to show off, but wait wait wait. That wasn’t the most impressive part. The most impressive part was...are you ready for this. He didn’t spill a damn SHRED of lettuce out of his taco! “Triple points.” He said excitedly. He dusted off the shoulder of his suit. “Oh my god! Where are my manners?” He handed her a taco. “Hi, names Pool, I’ll be your party host for the evening. He took back the taco. “You want one? Hang on. I’ll get you one.” He dialed his phone. “He Pind. Pool. Yeah, no...no...Dopinder, no, listen to me. I need you to bring me another bag of tacos.” He nodded and then proceeded to yell into the phone. “BECAUSE IN THE GREAT SCHEME OF FRIENDSHIP THERE ARE NEVER ENOUGH TACOS DOPINDER THAT’S WHY!” He grinned. “Okay buddy. See ya in a bit.” He hung up. “Tacos are on the way.” He said as if that didn’t just happen, which is so did. 

Atem sighed and nuzzled down. He kissed the top of Mana’s head and bit his lip. “Gods what am I to do with you bug?” He asked quietly, tucking a lock of hair behind her ear. It was clear they were staying on the couch tonight. Not that he minded. He missed the warmth of Mana against him. 

“You get back here Bug!” He said grinning. “You have to help me eat this!” Ahhh but coffee. Mana was the best.