#It makes me want to cry
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luvnami · 3 months ago
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"you kiss the back of my knees and i want to cry. only/the sun has come this close, only the sun" - shauna barbosa
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ushijima wakatoshi is a quiet sleeper. you realise that, because he spends weekend nights in your dorm. it’s an unsaid schedule that makes sure the both of you manage to catch some time together amidst lectures, meetings and training sessions. though, part of it is thanks to your horrible sleep schedule. 
it’s currently 3.28am and ushijima is asleep in your bed. he’s a back sleeper, keeps the covers tucked up to his chest, and barely moves. sometimes he snores when he’s really tired. he favours shorts and cotton t-shirts in the summer months, trading them for sweatpants and pullovers when it gets colder. you bought matching cat paw socks and ushijima wears them on occasion because he likes matching items even though his friends think it’s cheesy and more importantly, because he loves you. 
you tap away at your laptop, seated at the desk next to your bed. you have an assignment due next month so you figured you should get some preliminary research done. ushijima stirs in his sleep. you glance over, his hair askew on his forehead and your stuffed rilakkuma sitting politely next to him. a second passes before he cracks open his eyes. 
“toshi?” you reach over and brush his hair away from his forehead. “what’s wrong?”
ushijima mumbles something incoherent. 
“hmm?” 
he thinks that your fingers are softer than his, calloused from training and roughened over the years. he likes that. he likes that you’re soft, that you feel warm and gooey like a marshmallow when you hug him, arms wrapped around his chest and eyes creased from smiling up at him. 
“come sleep with me. it’s late,” ushijima murmurs. 
he beckons you to his side by stretching an arm out. you oblige. you close your laptop and switch off your desk light, bathing the room in darkness. the bed is warm, as warm as him. 
ushijima turns onto his side and nuzzles his face into your neck. you smell nice. you fit just right in his arms. your hand splayed between his shoulder blades and leg tossed over his feels like the afternoon sunlight spilling infinitely through a window. only the sun has touched him this close, only the sun. 
you kiss the soft skin of his temple and ushijima understands what love is.
he pulls the covers over your shoulder and tugs you closer to him. you are his love.
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zipadeea · 6 months ago
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Still not over book!Anthony Bridgerton because my boy literally came home early one afternoon, whilst in the middle of his angsty "i don't love my wife but also she's beautiful and she's literally my favorite person to spend time with hmm what does that mean" phase, and listened to Kate play the flute, very badly, during her lesson, for like a whole hour. My boy didn't come in and just listen to her play a song, he literally sat with her for the whole lesson, just because he wanted to. And then, in the epilogue, Anthony Bridgerton spends his 39th birthday forcing his extended family to listen to him and his wife performing a concert, again badly, because my dude literally learned how to play the trumpet so he could accompany his wife and they could learn new things together.
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wilsonsmcgillsweatshirt · 1 year ago
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I will never recover from the knowledge that thymoma generally has a very high survival rate, and in most cases that it becomes fatal, the patient has unknowingly lived with the cancer for years. There's a chance that Wilson was sick for half the series and didn't even know it.
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mysaintkitten · 10 months ago
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old photos of cill and his wife (yvonne) :,( so so sweet
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raccoon-coded · 1 month ago
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I'm just so freakin proud of him.
He's overcome so much adversity and now he's the leader of the Guardians of the Galaxy.
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He's come so far from the two-bit bounty hunter he once was.
And as much as I wanted him to off the High Evolutionary, I'm so proud of him for deciding not to. He's so strong.
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aaronstveit · 2 years ago
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“there’s many different way that you can kill the one you love, the slowest way is never loving them enough” is genuinely one of the saddest lyrics of all time
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mr-dinosaurus · 5 days ago
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I’ve been listening to the Death Note musical on repeat for over a week now…
ITS SO GOOD IM GOING CRAZY
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m00nlxv3r · 19 days ago
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I'M SORRY BUT THE OTGW SHORT FILM ?????? EXCUSE ME??????? IT'S SO DAMN BEAUTIFUL I'M TEAKING
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18secondss · 1 year ago
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I am OBSESSING over the fact that the RGB siblings seem to have some sort of hugging thing where one person carries the other and spins!!
The first instance I can remember is during MotM where Kai and Nya reunite and hug. In this scene, Kai jumps on Nya and she carries him. There’s no spin, but maybe they think of this later on because in Dragons Rising, Kai picked up Lloyd and they spin when they reunited after the merge. The same thing happened with Lloyd and Nya later on when Lloyd wakes up after the final fight.
SO, Nya picks up Kai, Kai picks up Lloyd, and Lloyd picks up Nya
Idk why but this little thing has been eating me UP. Like, did they talk about doing this? Was it just something they started doing after a while? Was it only for reunions where they just wanna hug? Is there some sort of three-way version of this (don’t know how that would work tho) or do they just hug when it’s all three of them?
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urapocolypticcrush · 9 months ago
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don’t settle for someone who wouldn’t meet aphrodite and think she looks like you.
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rosethrorn · 4 months ago
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Realized I have the same reaction every time there’s an MCR sighting and every time my dog does something cute
That’s all. That’s the post. Have a nice day or whatever
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pacificwaternymph · 2 years ago
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I don't know if someone else has thought of this before but it just came to me and it's really fucking me up.
The idea of someone being turned into some sort of monster/creature that has a reputation for being uncontrollably violent and being scared they're going to hurt someone they care about, but their lover is absolutely certain that they won't.
And the person just asks, in the most desperately strained voice, "How do you know?"
Their lover, instead of answering, reaches down, grabs their hand, and sets it against their exposed throat, telling them that if they're truly so convinced that they're going to hurt them, then do it.
And the character pulling away, so horrified by even the thought of causing them harm, and the lover just smiling, because their point has been proven.
Just the vulnerability... the trust in this person who could so easily do them harm and willingly placing their life in their hands with faith that they will be kind.
Bonus points if the lover is a character whose had issues trusting people in the past.
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ademonfucker · 7 months ago
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the barber tho
can we just take a moment to mourn Alastors barber who has to cut his fucking bob? Because it 100% goes like this:
Barber: what can I do for you this time
Alastor: the bob
barber: please no
Alastor:the bob
barber:**sobbing** WHHYYYY???!!??
Alastor: **radio dial eyes** THE BOB
barber: **stabs them self with angelic knife**
Alastor:**uses voodoo magic to bring them back or something** THE BOB.
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feralboo-the-weirdo · 4 days ago
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Mama, I'm trying to be brave
Mama, do you even remember the last time you saw me cry?
Mama, mama, I've been holding it together.
Mama, I wish you would notice.
Mama...
Mama please.
I want to die.
Would you stop it?
Mama... Mama why don't you care?
Papa, do you care?
Papa, help me, mama wont
Papa...
Papa.... Papa please
Papa, do you remember when you last saw me cry?
You would stop me.
...Wouldn't you?
Mama, papa, I know I've hidden it from you.
But do you care enough to look?
I carry it so well so you can help the others.
But it's heavy.
Help me.
Help me.
Why is the sky empty?
God. God. God.
Help me.
...
I don't think they care, child.
Oh.
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peaceloveelvis · 9 months ago
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Every time I listen to this recording I imagine him slow dancing and holding me as he sings to me softly. I may be a silly girl for feeling this way, but it feels like he's singing to me and only me...
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sockgate · 4 months ago
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Hi Michelle! Here is me bothering to ask you how was your Louis show at the Morriña Festival? I also remember you comment in the tags that you were going to see Louis like a week ago, was it the MEO Marés Vivas Festival? How was that one? I would love to read anything you want to share of both shows or even one, whatever you want to share is perfect: your favorite things of the show, the crowd, energy etc. I always love reading fan experience of Louis' shows.
I hope you have a lovely day/afternoon/night.
I can talk about Morriña since it just happened just yesterday and I can remember the most haha.
Sooooo John (Louis’ sound engineer) asked if we wanted to view the show from the sound booth! It was definitely one of the most memorable concert experiences I’ve ever had. It was so cool to see it from a different perspective that I had never seen it before… something new but something so familiar at the same time. It was incredible and it is definitely something we’ll never forget.
Probably my favourite part was seeing the sound board light up when Steve would play and do all his drum fills. It’s so cool to see the show (musically) come together right in front of our eyes. A core memory for sure!
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