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my brandon perea brainrot is insane rn

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hi i need more fics of this man please and thank you.

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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 world’s 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 person’s 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 don’t 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 don’t marry me. I will love you if you marry someone else – 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 – 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.

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i genuinely could not put it into words oh my god 🥲

the fact that i'm no longer the same age as the protagonists of novels and films i once connected to is so heartbreaking. there was a time when I looked forward to turning their age. i did. and i also outgrew them. i continue to age, but they don't; never will. the immortality of fiction is beautiful, but cruel.

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𝑎𝑡 𝑡𝒉𝑒 𝑒𝑛𝑑 𝑜𝑓 𝑡𝒉𝑒 𝑑𝑎𝑦 𝑤𝑒'𝑟𝑒 𝒉𝑒𝑙𝑝𝑙𝑒𝑠𝑠 𝑐𝑎𝑛 𝑦𝑜𝑢 𝑘𝑒𝑒𝑝 𝑚𝑒 𝑐𝑙𝑜𝑠𝑒? 𝑐𝑎𝑛 𝑦𝑜𝑢 𝑙𝑜𝑣𝑒 𝑚𝑒 𝑚𝑜𝑠𝑡?

°•~━━✥ ˡᵉᵛⁱ ᵃⁿᵈ ᵉˡʸˢᵉ

°•~━━✥ ʷᵒʳᵏ ᶜᵒˡˡᵉᵃᵍᵘᵉˢ ᵗᵒ ˡᵒᵛᵉʳˢ | ˢᵉᵐⁱ ᶠᵒʳᵇⁱᵈᵈᵉⁿ ˡᵒᵛᵉ | ˢᵗᵒˡᵉⁿ ᵗᵒᵘᶜʰᵉˢ | ˢᵒᵐᵉᵒⁿᵉ ᵗᵒ ˢᵗᵃʸ ᵇʸ ᵛᵃⁿᶜᵒᵘᵛᵉʳ ˢˡᵉᵉᵖ ᶜˡⁱⁿⁱᶜ

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𝑜𝑣𝑒𝑟𝑤𝒉𝑒𝑙𝑚𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑒𝑐𝑠𝑡𝑎𝑠𝑦 𝑜𝑢𝑟 𝑏𝑜𝑑𝑖𝑒𝑠 𝑚𝑜𝑣𝑒 𝑖𝑛 𝒉𝑎𝑟𝑚𝑜𝑛𝑦 𝑎𝑙𝑤𝑎𝑦𝑠 𝑤𝑎𝑘𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑏𝑟𝑒𝑎𝑡𝒉𝑙𝑒𝑠𝑠𝑙𝑦 𝑓𝑟𝑜𝑚 𝑑𝑟𝑒𝑎𝑚𝑠 𝑡𝒉𝑎𝑡 𝑙𝑒𝑎𝑣𝑒 𝑚𝑒 𝑤𝑎𝑛𝑡𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑚𝑜𝑟𝑒 𝑜𝑓 𝑦𝑜𝑢.

°•~━━✥ ᵏᵃᵛᵉʰ ᵃⁿᵈ ᵉˡʸˢᵉ

°•~━━✥ ᵇᵉˢᵗ ᶠʳⁱᵉⁿᵈˢ ᵗᵒ ˡᵒᵛᵉʳˢ | ʰᵘᵍˢ ᶠʳᵒᵐ ᵇᵉʰⁱⁿᵈ | ʰᵒᵖᵉˡᵉˢˢ ʳᵒᵐᵃⁿᵗⁱᶜ | ˢᵗᵒˡᵉⁿ ᵍˡᵃⁿᶜᵉˢ | ʲᵘᵖⁱᵗᵉʳ ᵇʸ ᶠˡᵒʷᵉʳ ᶠᵃᶜᵉ

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𝑠𝑒𝑐𝑟𝑒𝑡𝑠 𝑖 𝒉𝑎𝑣𝑒 𝒉𝑒𝑙𝑑 𝑖𝑛 𝑚𝑦 𝒉𝑒𝑎𝑟𝑡 𝑎𝑟𝑒 𝒉𝑎𝑟𝑑𝑒𝑟 𝑡𝑜 𝒉𝑖𝑑𝑒 𝑡𝒉𝑎𝑛 𝑖 𝑡𝒉𝑜𝑢𝑔𝒉𝑡, 𝑚𝑎𝑦𝑏𝑒 𝑖 𝑗𝑢𝑠𝑡 𝑤𝑎𝑛𝑛𝑎 𝑏𝑒 𝑦𝑜𝑢𝑟𝑠, 𝑖 𝑤𝑎𝑛𝑛𝑎 𝑏𝑒 𝑦𝑜𝑢𝑟𝑠, 𝑖 𝑤𝑎𝑛𝑛𝑎 𝑏𝑒 𝑦𝑜𝑢𝑟𝑠.

°•~━━✥ ᵗᵃʳᵗᵃᵍˡⁱᵃ ᵃⁿᵈ ᵉˡʸˢᵉ

°•~━━✥ ᶠᵃᵏᵉ ᶠʳⁱᵉⁿᵈˢ ᵗᵒ ᶠʳⁱᵉⁿᵈˢ ᵗᵒ ˡᵒᵛᵉʳˢ | ˢʷⁱᵐ ᵈᵃᵗᵉˢ | ⁱⁿⁿᵒᶜᵉⁿᵗ ⁿᵉᶜᵏ ᵏⁱˢˢᵉˢ | ⁱ ʷᵃⁿⁿᵃ ᵇᵉ ʸᵒᵘʳˢ ᵇʸ ᵃʳᶜᵗⁱᶜ ᵐᵒⁿᵏᵉʸˢ

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𝑡𝒉𝑒 𝑑𝑖𝑠𝑡𝑎𝑛𝑐𝑒 𝑎𝑛𝑑 𝑡𝒉𝑒 𝑡𝑖𝑚𝑒 𝑏𝑒𝑡𝑤𝑒𝑒𝑛 𝑢𝑠, 𝑖𝑡'𝑙𝑙 𝑛𝑒𝑣𝑒𝑟 𝑐𝒉𝑎𝑛𝑔𝑒 𝑚𝑦 𝑚𝑖𝑛𝑑, 𝑐𝑎𝑢𝑠𝑒 𝑏𝑎𝑏𝑦 𝑖 𝑤𝑜𝑢𝑙𝑑 𝑑𝑖𝑒 𝑓𝑜𝑟 𝑦𝑜𝑢.

°•~━━✥ ᵃᵏⁱʳᵃ ᵃⁿᵈ ᵉˡʸˢᵉ

°•~━━✥ ᶜᵒˡˡᵉᵍᵉ ᶜᵒᵘᵖˡᵉ ᵗᵒ ˢᵗʳᵃⁿᵍᵉʳˢ ᵗᵒ ˡᵒᵛᵉʳˢ ᵒⁿᶜᵉ ᵐᵒʳᵉ | ᵖᵒˢᵗ ᵃᵖᵒᶜᵃˡʸᵖᵗⁱᶜ ᵈᵃᵗᵉˢ | ᶜᵒⁿˢᵗᵃⁿᵗ ʰᵘᵍˢ | ᵈⁱᵉ ᶠᵒʳ ʸᵒᵘ ᵇʸ ᵗʰᵉ ʷᵉᵉᵏⁿᵈ

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𝑖 𝑑𝑜𝑛'𝑡 𝑐𝑎𝑟𝑒 𝒉𝑜𝑤 𝑙𝑜𝑛𝑔 𝑖𝑡 𝑡𝑎𝑘𝑒𝑠, 𝑎𝑠 𝑙𝑜𝑛𝑔 𝑎𝑠 𝑖'𝑚 𝑤𝑖𝑡𝒉 𝑦𝑜𝑢 𝑖'𝑣𝑒 𝑔𝑜𝑡 𝑎 𝑠𝑚𝑖𝑙𝑒 𝑜𝑛 𝑚𝑦 𝑓𝑎𝑐𝑒.

°•~━━✥ ᵈⁱˡᵘᶜ ᵃⁿᵈ ᵉˡʸˢᵉ

°•~━━✥ ᶜʰⁱˡᵈʰᵒᵒᵈ ᶠʳⁱᵉⁿᵈˢ ᵗᵒ ˡᵒᵛᵉʳˢ | ʰᵃⁿᵈ ᵏⁱˢˢᵉˢ | ˢˡᵒʷ ᵈᵃⁿᶜⁱⁿᵍ | ʰᵉʳᵉ ʷⁱᵗʰ ᵐᵉ ᵇʸ ᵈ4ᵛᵈ

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𝒉𝑒𝑦, 𝑤𝑜𝑢𝑙𝑑 𝑖𝑡 𝑏𝑒 𝑠𝑜 𝑏𝑎𝑑 𝑖𝑓 𝑖 𝑠𝑡𝑎𝑦𝑒𝑑? 𝑖'𝑚 𝑗𝑢𝑠𝑡 𝑎 𝑔𝒉𝑜𝑠𝑡 𝑜𝑢𝑡 𝑜𝑓 𝒉𝑖𝑠 𝑔𝑟𝑎𝑣𝑒 𝑎𝑛𝑑 𝑖 𝑐𝑎𝑛'𝑡 𝑚𝑎𝑘𝑒 𝑙𝑜𝑣𝑒 𝑖𝑛 𝑚𝑦 𝑔𝑟𝑎𝑣𝑒.

°•~━━✥ ˢʰᵒᵘᵗᵃ ᵃⁿᵈ ᵉˡʸˢᵉ

°•~━━✥ ʰⁱᵍʰ ˢᶜʰᵒᵒˡ ˢʷᵉᵉᵗʰᵉᵃʳᵗˢ | ⁿᵃᵖˢ ᵗᵒᵍᵉᵗʰᵉʳ | ᵇᵃˢⁱᶜᵃˡˡʸ ᵐᵃʳʳⁱᵉᵈ | ᵍʰᵒˢᵗⁱⁿᵍ ᵇʸ ᵐᵒᵗʰᵉʳ ᵐᵒᵗʰᵉʳ

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𝑤𝑒 𝑤𝑒𝑟𝑒 𝑡𝑜𝑜 𝑐𝑙𝑜𝑠𝑒 𝑡𝑜 𝑡𝒉𝑒 𝑠𝑡𝑎𝑟𝑠, 𝑖 𝑛𝑒𝑣𝑒𝑟 𝑘𝑛𝑒𝑤 𝑠𝑜𝑚𝑒𝑏𝑜𝑑𝑦 𝑙𝑖𝑘𝑒 𝑦𝑜𝑢, 𝑠𝑜𝑚𝑒𝑏𝑜𝑑𝑦. 𝑓𝑎𝑙𝑙𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑗𝑢𝑠𝑡 𝑎𝑠 𝒉𝑎𝑟𝑑, 𝑖'𝑑 𝑟𝑎𝑡𝒉𝑒𝑟 𝑙𝑜𝑠𝑒 𝑠𝑜𝑚𝑒𝑏𝑜𝑑𝑦 𝑡𝒉𝑎𝑛 𝑢𝑠𝑒 𝑠𝑜𝑚𝑒𝑏𝑜𝑑𝑦.

°•~━━✥ ᵏᵉⁱᵍᵒ ᵃⁿᵈ ᵉˡʸˢᵉ

°•~━━✥ (ᶠᵒʳᵍᵒᵗᵗᵉⁿ) ᶜʰⁱˡᵈʰᵒᵒᵈ ᶠʳⁱᵉⁿᵈˢ ᵗᵒ ˡᵒᵛᵉʳˢ | ᶜʰᵉᵉˢʸ ᵖⁱᶜᵏ ᵘᵖ ˡⁱⁿᵉˢ | ʳᵒᵒᶠᵗᵒᵖ ᵈᵃᵗᵉˢ | ʳᵉᶠˡᵉᶜᵗⁱᵒⁿˢ ᵇʸ ᵗʰᵉ ⁿᵉⁱᵍʰᵇᵒᵘʳʰᵒᵒᵈ

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𝑖 𝑤𝑎𝑛𝑛𝑎 𝑏𝑒 𝑎𝑙𝑜𝑛𝑒, 𝑎𝑙𝑜𝑛𝑒 𝑤𝑖𝑡𝒉 𝑦𝑜𝑢, 𝑑𝑜𝑒𝑠 𝑡𝒉𝑎𝑡 𝑚𝑎𝑘𝑒 𝑠𝑒𝑛𝑠𝑒?

°•~━━✥ ᵗᵒᵘʸᵃ ᵃⁿᵈ ᵉˡʸˢᵉ

°•~━━✥ ᵉⁿᵉᵐⁱᵉˢ ᵗᵒ ˡᵒᵛᵉʳˢ | ˢˡⁱᵍʰᵗˡʸ ᵗᵒˣⁱᶜ | ⁱ ᶜᵃⁿ ᶜʰᵃⁿᵍᵉ ʰⁱᵐ ᵐᵉⁿᵗᵃˡⁱᵗʸ | ᵖᵒˢˢᵉˢˢⁱᵛᵉⁿᵉˢˢ | ʰᵒˢᵗᵃᵍᵉ ᵇʸ ᵇⁱˡˡⁱᵉ ᵉⁱˡⁱˢʰ

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zom 100 chapter 57 has me going fucking feral i absolutely need someone to scream with (same for chapter 58 bro i need chapter 59 rn)

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so i have finished the first season of the live action one piece and let me just say....

OH. MY. GOD.

slight spoilers but not really below the cut.

so i know a lot of diehard one piece fans have been nervous about the live action series, understandably so, but as someone who would consider herself a big fan of the anime/manga and has seen up to episode 623, let me assure you that this adaptation is so beautifully done.

is it verbatim to the anime? absolutely not, they wouldn't be able to fit all that into 8 episodes. it starts off like normal, luffy meeting koby, zoro, nami, etc. then it shows how they get usopp and sanji and it ends with arlong park and the crew getting ready to enter the grand line.

there were some obvious differences but i absolutely loved every single one of them. not gonna lie, if i had to watch the exact same things i had already seen in the anime just in live action form i probably would've been bored. don't get me wrong, it would've been worth it to see it all done in live action, but the point im trying to make is that this series did things their own way while still keeping true to the original story. and i fucking love that.

something i love even more is how happy and impressed Eiichiro Oda is about this. the casting, the take on his story, the pacing, all of it.

the cast did an amazing job bringing the beloved characters to life. they had a lot of expectations to live up to and they certainly didn't disappoint, even adding their own twists on the characters and it fucking works.

Taz Skylar is overall my favorite and not just because im a diehard Sanji simp. well, maybe a little. but Taz really brought Sanji into a new light and im so happy he did. Sanji is still very much a flirt, but not so much he has literal heart eyes and blood dripping from his nose. thank God honestly lol.

overall i give this adaptation a 10/10. and im aware there's gonna be people out there that are disappointed with how it turned out but just keep in mind that no live action adaptation is perfect. and there's still a whole anime for you to enjoy.

i am looking forward to seeing season 2.

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i can't touch grass im allergic to it

selfships

touya todoroki x elyse (mha)

keigo takami x elyse (mha)

shouta aizawa x elyse (mha)

diluc ragnvindr x elyse (gi)

kaveh x elyse (gi)

tartaglia x elyse (gi)

vinsmoke sanji x elyse (op)

levi ackerman x elyse (aot)

akira tendo x elyse (zom100)

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𝑡𝑎𝑔𝑙𝑖𝑠𝑡!

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