The world is changed. I feel it in the water. I feel it in the earth. I smell it in the air. Much that once was is lost; for none now live who remember it.
Someone screwed up your reincarnation papers, and you’re reborn as yourself. You start your whole life over, with all the knowledge and wisdom (or lack thereof) you had when you died.
Good afternoon, and thank you all for being here. During these proceedings we will determine how to properly deal with men who wear shorts in temperature lower than 32 degrees Fahrenheit, or 0 degrees Celsius
ride by on rollerskates and spray paint their exposed legs a stunning mauve hue
I love how in FMA, you have all these longstanding friendships/partnerships with romantic undertones as most of the love stories.
And then there’s Al and Mei. Al meets Mei, and she instantly gets these incredibly unrealistic expectations of how manly and gentlemanly and perfect Al is. And, normally, a show would have her learn he’s not all that. But instead FMA has Al proceed to prove every single one of her expectations right and the fantasy is never broken for a second.
What a fucking stud.
you might say he’s a knight in shining armor
Leave it to Arakawa-sensei to not punish a girl for her high standards.
The casting call for Artemis Fowl described him as a boy with a “fun-loving, open heart” so you knew before they even landed their eyes on the first mediocre white person the movie was irretrievably fucked
The casting call described him as what now
last i checked back in 6th grade, artemis was a fuckin dick of a child
