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TONIGHT! The season premiere of Fantasy High Junior Year launches at 7pm ET / 4pm PT on @dropoutdottv! Featuring Brennan Lee Mulligan, Emily Axford, Ally Beardsley, Brian Murphy, Zac Oyama, Siobhan Thompson, and Lou Wilson!
Margaret Berger is a Norwegian singer, songwriter, music director, and DJ. She made her debut on Sony BMG after she placed second on the second season of Norwegian Idol in 2004.
"I Feed You My Love" was Norway's entry to the Eurovision Song Contest 2013. It received the top score of 12 points from three countries (Denmark, Sweden, Finland), and finished fourth overall with a total score of 191 points.
"I Feed You My Love" received a total of 56,1% yes votes!
I don't have specifically valentine's day art or anything but I made this today :3
look I love me a good corruption arc for this ship as much as the next guy esp bc it's more in-character for them, but the few stories that take a sillier, more light-hearted approach are a nice sugary treat too from time to time
i love when people make parallels between law and robin + their reaction to luffy.
here’s us, survivors of genocide, who’ve forfeit our right to future, hollowed out, waiting for death — but we’ll have our last dance before we go.
here’s the god of joy, who’s heart beats the song of liberation, and he dances with us, yet he refuses to let go of our hands, for him it’s not the last. like all gods, he’s selfish enough to dig his nails in, selfish enough to invite himself behind our walls and look around, unbothered. he’s smiling, he wants us to hear his song and cheer with him. he doesn’t like the empty look in our eyes, others hate it too, but the fire he wants to see burning there is not the same that burned our homes, not the same that burned the dead, instead it’s messy and childish, with no respect for orders, it’s ace and sabo, it consumes the warships but leaves us warmed. annoyed by the darkness, he burns down the pitch black forests around us, opens up the skies and asks for a party, both of us now untethered and covered in soot.
here’s us looking into the void and the void sending her child to keep us company. what is there for us to do other than laugh with him, and when we quiet down, the void is no longer there.