#pls pls pls someone save me

[cosmogyros]

I just discovered that one of my two favorite performances of "Voi che sapete" got removed from YouTube 😭😭😭

It's Isabel Leonard as Cherubino. There's one version of her in that role, singing that aria, that's still available on YT, but it's NOT the one I love. The one I love is the version I just reblogged screencaps from in my previous post.

This may be a hopeless cry into the void but I'm really really hoping someone saved that video and would be willing to share it with me :')

Top 10 gayest opera moments ever, I need it in order to stay ALIVE

[hinamie]

noir

[heatherchasesyou]

Not me drooling hard on SH2R James at 1AM yeah CONGRATS KONAMI (also Bloober Team) YOU DID IT VERY WELL

[pinkprincetragedy]

I feel like a burden in the world I feel so wrong and pathetic

[hyakunana]

I hate the sewers . jpg

[valsyngur]

watching hannibal is not enough i need to print out the script and eat it

[bbromeus]

we’re not gonna make it…

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I drew this a while ago thinking of siffrin reaching for the tears while their friends watch, unable to do anything... how they must freak out in those split seconds, and how they’re never fast enough. well!

I’m only on ACT 2, so please be gentle in the tags <3

[ryllen]

When he saved me on Glorious Masquerade, I finally understand why people like him (so thoughtful huhu .. TT TT)

[harumwahsa]

HE'S SO CUTE GRGRGRGRGEHEGRGRG

This Harumasa makes me think of those wobbly kittens.

[anachronismstellar]

SQH x YQY 👀 I wanna see your take so bad

Hmmmm Tbh what I imagine is something like-

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They were both working quietly, the meeting long finished, the only sounds the tec tec tec of Shang Qinghua's abacus as the peak lord moved the wooden pieces up and down, pausing from time to time to take notes.

Having just finished a report, Yue Qingyuan couldn't help but turn his eyes to his shidi, noticing his focused expression as Shang Qinghua mumbled numbers upon numbers under his breath. It never failed to impress him how fast the other was able to add ridiculously high numbers, or how Shang-shidi seemed to look at one artifact and know how much it was worth.

Another thing that Yue Qingyuan could appreciate was his efficiency. No matter how much the other peak lords brushed off his forms and failed to hand them on time, Shang Qinghua seemed to know everything that had been used or collected from their missions, as if he had eyes and ears everywhere. It made Yue Qingyuan grateful for his Shidi loyalty, otherwise they would be in a huge amount of trouble.

"Whatever it is that is making Zhangmen-Shixiong stare this much instead of asking, the answer is no, we have just finished with the annual budget, we can't change it," Shang Qinghua said without taking his eyes from the paper in front of him, making Yue Qingyuan chuckle.

"I was just admiring Shang-shidi's skill. You have very nimble fingers," he complimented as he put his own brush down. A small pause would do them good, they had been working for hours now. He was about to stand up to start the tea when Shang Qinghua snorted, a "You should see what else they could," low enough for Yue Qingyuan to realize he wasn't supposed to hear that, but loud enough for him to not have misheard.

The following pause was loud by itself, like the quiet before the thunder.

"I should go," Shang-shidi started to gather all the paper he had just written down, ruining many reports with smeared ink, color crawing up his neck until his whole face was beet red.

"Shang-"

"I just remembered I had a meeting with uh Shen- With Liu-shidi! Yes! And it wouldn't be good to leave him waiting so-"

While Shang Qinghua rushed to grab everything, Yue Qingyuan got closer, gently taking the papers from his hands, holding back his amusement. It wouldn't be kind to laugh at his shidi, even though his flustering was a bit funny.

Yue Qingyuan had a sense of humor, his job just made it hard to demonstrate it.

"Shang-shidi is fine, just got me off guard, that's all. I didn't know shidi had such... Inclinations."

"I mean, with all due respect Zhangmen-Shixiong, you're very handsome man, and you were kinda staring at me like that, then you made that comment, it's hard to not think you were, y'know, making a move, but I'll shut up now, we can pretend this never happened, and-"

Yue Qingyuan's felt his own face getting warmer. It had been a while since someone had been so honest with him, it felt refreshing.

He thought of judging eyes over a painted fan, his heart skipping a beat as he swallowed dry.

"What if I don't wanna pretend?" He heard himself say, and then it was his turn to blush as Shang Qinghua eyebrows rose all the way up to his hairline, warm brown eyes blown wide with surprise.

"Uh- I-"

"I apologize, Shang-shidi, this one didn't mean to make you uncomfortable," he whispered as he went to take a step back. They're both stressed and it was getting late, maybe they should wrap it up for the day-

Bitten nails softly scrapped his cheek as the scent of ink filled his senses. He turned his face towards Shang Qinghua, surprised by warm lips against his as a strong hand pulled him closer to an embrace. For many seconds, it had been a chaste press of mouths until he dared to bite down Shang Qinghua's lower lip, chasing the taste of jasmine tea they had been drinking earlier, the heat crawling down from his face all the way to his chest. Shang Qinghua's warmth an addicting feeling as the An Ding Peak lord worked on his robes, opening them with an impressive speed.

And then, hours later, with both of them panting, sweat cooling down their skin, Yue Qingyuan laughed as he kissed Shang-shidi's hand.

"Nimble fingers indeed."

[waiting4kraven]

Shhhh…

[inkbybambi]

imagine going to a haunted house with your friend, she gets so freaked out she runs ahead and you trip and fall and can’t catch up to her.

ghost sees you, stalking toward you with a knife and you suddenly can’t breath, tears streaming down your cheeks as you choke on a sob and beg for him to stop.

you’re hyperventilating, trying to crawl away but backed into the corner of the hallway, and you’re absolutely shaking from fear. it’s hard to catch your breath, feeling like your chest is collapsing in on itself, fat tears still falling and dripping from your jaw.

ghost puts the knife away, holds out his hands in a placating manner but you’re still too scared, still begging him to stay away.

he uses a radio to call for someone, and you watch as a gentleman — no costume, no fake blood or weapons — comes to you. ghosts turns the other way to keep others away as the man crouches in front of you, blue eyes deep with worry, a frown pulling on his lips.

“you’re alright, sweetheart,” he says in this raspy drawl. “can you walk for me?”

all you can do is whimper and shake your head, unable to stop glancing over his shoulder, wondering if ghost is going to come back, if someone else — someone worse — will appear in his stead.

“i gotcha,” he says, carefully scooping you up in his arms, making sure to not jostle your ankle too much as he takes you through a door, the atmosphere not as suffocating.

he gently places you on a chair, still worried, checking you over for anything he might’ve missed. he looks so soft, his distinct facial hair trimmed and kept, eyes gentle.

“‘’m john,” he says, and you find it within yourself to give him your name back.

he politely ignores the crack in your voice.

“you okay?” he asks as he places a hand on your knee, rubbing his thumb gently over and over.

“m-my friend,” you begin, voice thick and tears pooling at the corners of your eyes, catching on another hiccup. “she really wanted to go to this but none of our other friends wanted to and she looked so sad and i hate scary stuff, but i went with her anyway and then i tripped and she ran off and never came back for me,” you babble through increasingly thickening tears, reaching out for his shoulders and curling your fingers into his shirt, for comfort, to ground you.

he cups your cheek, thumb wiping away your tears, holding back his tongue on how your friend left you.

“let’s get you out of here, hm?”

[chappellroansdreamgirl]

pls abby anderson call me a good girl while i'm cockwarming you pls i beg and let me eat you out afterwards and just hold on to my scalp for dear life and just don't let go baby please why aren't you fucking real I NEED YOU!

[jade-len]

hold on i wanna know what are your guys' most random, completely unprompted svsss ship pairings are and defend how it could actually work or why it's interesting or whatever

and when i mean random i don't mean "ah hehe! side couple liujiu!" random, i mean "dommy mommy su xiyan with motherless and heartbroken shen jiu!?!?" random

like. please. i genuinely wanna know. write paragraphs if you need to because i am reading allat and this is a judgement free zone!!!

[extravagav]

THIS HURTS THIS HURTS SO MUCH EVERY TIME I LOOK AT IT BC MEGUMI HAS BEEN ON HIS OWN THIS WHOLE TIME DROWNING IN THE ABYSS, UNABLE TO DO ANYTHING BUT WATCH AS HE'S FORCED TO HURT THE PEOPLE HE LOVES, THE VERY PEOPLE HES DOING EVERYTHING FOR IN THE FIRST PLACE, HIS SISTER, HIS FRIENDS, HIS PARENTAL FIGURE- SO OF COURSE HE CANT TAKE IT ANYMORE OF COURSE HE'S LOST ALL HOPE IM THINKING ABT HOW ALONE HES BEEN FEELING THIS WHOLE TIME AND HOW HELPLESS AND I WANT TO THROW UP PLEASE YUJI PLEASE SAVE HIM BRING HIM INTO THE LIGHT!!!

[lotus-pear]

bsd fic authors i understand yalls pain SO well right now why is it so fucking HARD to write dazai. like i have a whole fucking spreadsheet dedicated to tireless analysis i have done on my part so i can accurately characterize him but he is such an unpredictable and morally gray character that it's hard knowing his limits and boundaries and where he draws the line for himself.