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Oof the galaxy of love that Louis and Lestat have for each other is so "Trigger" coded. Is it the way they look at each other? The faces that these idiots make. So annoying.
Every single cell in their bodies yearn for each other types? I bet.
Anyway. Lestat Lestat Lestat Lestat Lestat..
Can't wait for Vampire Lestat tehee.
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Lestat walks from his hips and Louis from his shoulders
The first anime I watched was Inazuma Eleven. It was this quirky fun show about football. I didn't really care about it yet I binged it through and through. Then came Mha. My Hero Academia.
I guess it was in the year 2016. I was really invested in this show. Media really didn't be a huge part of my life. But this show consumed me.
Izuku Midoriya will be my greatest hero. I do not say this lightly. I related to this character so hard. The tag crybaby hero stuck with him for quite sometime but of course that was what made him so alive. He never ever gave up. No matter what. He believed that everyone has a heart deep down and he clawed his way to find Shigaraki's heart.
The last special episode of Mha aired on the 2nd of May. Watching it felt like I was saying goodbye to someone so close to my heart. You have all of my heart, My hero.
Hope is what you taught me. And to hope is what I'll live by. To truly feeling alive. And now i shall weep and reminisce you, Izuku. The love of my life.
lestat after perpetuating every single abusive cycle he's ever endured
"time heals all wounds" WRONG. time is chasing me with a knife
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The Full "I Will Love You." Letter. The Beatrice Letters, Lemony Snicket
Always. Continuously. With increasing apprehension, and decreasing hope.
I will love you with no regard to the actions of our enemies or the jealousies of actors. I will love you with no regard to the outrage of certain parents or the boredom of certain friends. I will love you no matter what is served in the worldโs cafeterias or what game is played at each and every recess. I will love you no matter how many fire drills we are all forced to endure, and no matter what is drawn upon the blackboard in a blurring, boring chalk. I will love you no matter how many mistakes I make when trying to reduce fractions, and no matter how difficult it is to memorize the periodic table. I will love you no matter what your locker combination was, or how you decided to spend your time during study hall. I will love you no matter how your soccer team performed in the tournament or how many stains I received on my cheerleading uniform. I will love you if I never see you again, and I will love you if I see you every Tuesday. I will love you if you cut your hair and I will love you if you cut the hair of others. I will love you if you abandon your baticeering, and I will love you if you retire from the theater to take up some other, less dangerous occupation. I will love you if you drop your raincoat on the floor instead of hanging it up and I will love you if you betray your father. I will love you even if you announce that the poetry of Edgar Guest is the best in the world and even if you announce that the work of Zilpha Keatley Snyder is unbearably tedious. I will love you if you abandon the theremin and take up the harmonica and I will love you if you donate your marmosets to the zoo and your tree frogs to M. I will love you as the starfish loves a coral reef and as kudzu loves trees, even if the oceans turn to sawdust and the trees fall in the forest without anyone around to hear them. I will love you as the pesto loves the fetuccini and as the horseradish loves the miyagi, as the tempura loves the ikura and the pepperoni loves the pizza. I will love you as the manatee loves the head of lettuce and as the dark spot loves the leopard, as the leech loves the ankle of a wader and as a corpse loves the beak of the vulture. I will love you as the doctor loves his sickest patient and a lake loves its thirstiest swimmer. I will love you as the beard loves the chin, and the crumbs love the beard, and the damp napkin loves the crumbs, and the precious document loves the dampness in the napkin, and the squinting eye of the reader loves the smudged print of the document, and the tears of sadness love the squinting eye as it misreads what is written. I will love you as the iceberg loves the ship, and the passengers love the lifeboat, and the lifeboat loves the teeth of the sperm whale, and the sperm whale loves the flavor of naval uniforms. I will love you as a child loves to overhear the conversations of its parents, and the parents love the sound of their own arguing voices, and as the pen loves to write down the words these voices utter in a notebook for safekeeping. I will love you as a shingle loves falling off a house on a windy day and striking a grumpy person across the chin, and as an oven loves malfunctioning in the middle of roasting a turkey. I will love you as an airplane loves to fall from a clear blue sky and as an escalator loves to entangle expensive scarves in its mechanisms. I will love you as a wet paper towel loves to be crumpled into a ball and thrown at a bathroom ceiling and an eraser loves to leave dust in the hairdos of the people who talk too much. I will love you as a cufflink loves to drop from its shirt and explore the party for itself and as a pair of white gloves loves to slip delicately into the punchbowl. I will love you as a taxi loves the muddy splash of a puddle and as a library loves the patient tick of a clock. I will love you as a thief loves a gallery and as a crow loves a murder, as a cloud loves bats and as a range loves braes. I will love you as misfortune loves orphans, as fire loves innocence and as justice loves to sit and watch while everything goes wrong. I will love you as a battlefield loves young men and as peppermints love your allergies, and I will love you as the banana peel loves the shoe of a man who was just struck by a shingle falling off a house. I will love you as a volunteer fire department loves rushing into burning buildings and as burning buildings love to chase them back out, and as a parachute loves to leave a blimp and as a blimp operator loves to chase after it. I will love you as a dagger loves a certain personโs back, and as a certain person loves to wear daggerproof tunics, and as a daggerproof tunic loves to go to a certain dry cleaning facility, and how a certain employee of a dry cleaning facility loves to stay up late with a pair of binoculars, watching a dagger factory for hours in the hopes of catching a burglar, and as a burglar loves sneaking up behind people with binoculars, suddenly realizing that she has left her dagger at home. I will love you as a drawer loves a secret compartment, and as a secret compartment loves a secret, and as a secret loves to make a person gasp, and as a gasping person loves a glass of brandy to calm their nerves, and as a glass of brandy loves to shatter on the floor, and as the noise of glass shattering loves to make someone else gasp, and as someone else gasping loves a nearby desk to lean against, even if leaning against it presses a lever that loves to open a drawer and reveal a secret compartment. I will love you until all such compartments are discovered and opened, and until all the secrets have gone gasping into the world. I will love you until all the codes and hearts have been broken and until every anagram and egg has been unscrambled. I will love you until every fire is extinguished and until every home is rebuilt form the handsomest and most susceptible of woods, and until every criminal is handcuffed by the laziest of policemen. I will love you until M. hates snakes and J. hates grammar, and I will love you until C. realizes S. is not worthy of his love and N. realizes he is not worthy of the V. I will love you until the bird hates a nest and the worm hates an apple, and until the apple hates a tree and the tree hates a nest, and until a bird hates a tree and an apple hates a nest, although honestly I cannot imagine that last occurrence no matter how hard I try. I will love you as we grow older, which has just happened, and has happened again, and happened several days ago, continuously, and then several years before that, and will continue to happen as the spinning hands of every clock and the flipping pages of every calendar mark the passage of time, except for the clocks that people have forgotten to wind and the calendars that people have forgotten to place in a highly visible area. I will love you as we find ourselves farther and farther from one another, where once we were so close that we could slip the curved straw, and the long, slender spoon, between our lips and fingers respectively. I will love you until the chances of us running into one another slip from skim to zero, and until your face is fogged by distant memory, and your memory faced by distant fog, and your fog memorized by a distant face, and your distance distanced by the memorized memory of a foggy fog. I will love you no matter where you go and who you see, no matter where you avoid and who you donโt see, and no matter who sees you avoiding where you go. I will love you no matter what happens to you, and no matter how I discover what happens to you, and no matter what happens to me as I discover this, and no matter how I am discovered after what happens to me happens to me as I am discovering this. I will love you if you donโt marry me. I will love you if you marry someone else โ your co-star, perhaps, or Y., or even O., or anyone Z. through A., even R. although sadly I believe it will be quite some time before two women can be allowed to marry โ and I will love you if you have a child, and I will love you if you have two children, or three children, or even more, although I personally think three is plenty, and I will love you if you never marry at all, and never have children, and spend your years wishing you had married me after all, and I must say that on late, cold nights I prefer this scenario out of all the scenarios I have mentioned. That, Beatrice, is how I will love you even as the world goes on its wicked way.
The Bollywood of the old made a movie like "My Name is Khan". The same Bollywood which churns dumpster fires one after another now. That one. It could've been slightly less dramatic but it's a movie people should watch now.
Look at the world around you. The judge of anyone's character cannot be their gender, their color, their ethnicity and most importantly their religion. Truth be spoken. They are only two kinds of people - Good people who do the right things. - Bad people who do the wrong things.
There's so much hate in this world. The light grows dimmer as every day passes. The winters seem well suited for the world I'm living in. And there are days when I've forgotten how summer felt like. That's kinda sad, right?
Please let me long for a summer. The world is in dire need of some warmth right now.
Please help us believe that we can overcome this. And we will. One day.๐
The light in my life feels so far away right now. But I trust that this tunnel will end and I will see. Look forward for what's to come.
I long to be loved differently. Like something that would shake my core indefinitely and my perception of love would be changed forever.
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All I want is to be unconcious because atleast then my mind would represent a whiteboard. I see 2 drops of coffee in a cloud of milk instead. I wish you could poison me dead.
I've never seen a ship reach a shore. Maybe there's a reason why.
absolutely obsessed with the fact that tsukki works in a museum + is still in university post timeskip because it highly indicates that he absolutely will end up living a double life. personally I am of the persuasian that tsukki goes on to get a masters / eventual doctorate in history (and/or an adjacent field, like archeology, paleontology, anthropology, you get the vibes)
but like I imagine the fucking Sendai Frogs (or any of his volleyball friends) dont exactly enjoy chatting about 9th century kings or 12th century architecture so it just never comes up. except for when tsukki tells them he's going to be missing practice because he's flying to China to a few small villages with local churches and temples to study old medical records and put together a timeline of the opiod wars in less documented places and the rest of the Frogs are just like !!!!!!!!!!! you're doing what now????? and he's just like yeah its a government grant :/ but it'll be nice to get published in this journal and then all of his teammates go home and google him and find the half dozen articles he's published that high school students are citing in their research papers
but then when he's working in the archives and reading through old newspapers a coworker of his comes down and is like "hey kei would you be able to fill in for a docent that called in sick tomorrow? we just need someone to lead a few tours" and tsukki is like "sorry, I booked that time off. the d2 volleyball league starts tomorrow." and the coworker is just like. what?
teasing hinata is a team sport too ๐
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thinking about daichi, suga and asahi joining karasuno for its reputation while the team was at its lowest, never giving up or letting go. taking over and training to the point where dadchi was real. backbone, foundation, nurturance but haunted by vague hopelessness that passed down. a team they believed was out of seijoh's league but won against, realised atleast 3 consecutive captains desires of making it to nationals AND THEN consistently staying there, one of the best in the country. top 8, top 16, TOP THREE. thats the team they joined. the team they built. thinking about Ukai and Takeda taking a new batch of students with hopes and dreams just like these boys when they started - a powerhouse - strongest in the prefecture maybe even - TO WATCH THEIR ALUMNI play professional volleyball, be the best in the WORLD.
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yachi loml
(Seniors Attending a Match being played by Karasuno)
Suga: Did Hinata dye his hair?
Asahi: I think he did. It's a brighter orange.
Daichi: He's just shining guys. And it's in our eyes. ๐ญ
Suga: Damn it I might cry.
Asahi: I miss playing with them. ๐ญ
Daichi: We all do.
