when i have blorbos, they live in my head. i can't have him there. too much trauma.

it seems like tatsumi would be perfectly made to be my blorbo. he's so concerned with what is Right and what is Good even after reality spits him in the face and he wants to keep going anyways, he's an endless outpouring of compassion and kindness for everyone, even the most unloveable and weirdest people (cough cough mayoi), he wants to help absolutely everyone, his design is very milfy for a teenaged anime boy, he's a cripple, this all seems very m's blorbo-coded

and then we get to. the unironic devout christianity. le sigh.