I love that point in a friendship when you get what the other person’s style is - their “thing.” You see a knit jersey tie and think of them immediately; a type of weather, a bad movie, a woman’s outfit. You know, with absolute certainty, that your friend would enjoy this thing with you more than anyone else in the world. You feel closer in that moment of recognition, even if they’re not there.
I offered this yoshi a piece of fruit and it gave me its unborn child
arguing with tall people like “don’t make me come up there”
current mood: luigi looking fresh to death
I read the tweet, and then I read the username.
"She’s read all the stories from a strange blue book she found in the beasts library, she’d never expect those stories would be true. Especially when she stumbled across a peculiar blue box."
Not the heroes we thought we needed but the heroes we really needed all along