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midnight-in-town · 1 year
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Thinking about the fact that the Viscount of Druitt not knowing yet our!Ciel is a Phantomhive is pretty relevant
Because I was just reminiscing about the theory that Druitt was maybe...
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the red dorm prefect at Weston when Vincent and Diedrich were also prefects. This means that, despite the many times our!Ciel faced Viscount of Druitt, including one time without disguise on the Campania, Lord Aleister Chambers doesn’t know that our!Ciel is Earl Phantomhive and, more precisely, Vincent’s son.
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I know he’s a character who’s played for laugh, but comic relief in Kuroshitsuji is often hiding something significant and he’s a recurring character, so he’s bound to mean something at some point plot wise, especially since he’s already a prominent member of the Aurora society. 
Anyway all that to say that the moment Druitt realizes that the boy from the Campania is Vincent’s son is probably when we realize what he’s all about in the series. :)) 
PS: maybe the fact that he’s one of Vincent’s old “buddies” from Weston is why UT is fond of him, on top of him being funny? Like how familiar UT is with Dee, even if Druitt was not one of the Evil Nobles?
PPS: there’s also the crack theory that Bravat is the purple dorm prefect from the same gang (bc yeah i totally dig the idea that Weston is super relevant to the plot, if Weston college’s board is related to some sort of dark society, half brainwashing well-born young men who might one day have an important position in politics). 
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S/o from the future introduces Kuro Boys to bathbombs! Who would like it the most? What colors? Scents?
aaaaa this is so cute, they all deserve some pampering <3
also I recently discovered shower steamers, which are like a bath bomb for the shower, because my skin is sensitive and I can't do bath bombs... I think the same would apply for some of these guys! I have a menthol one from a local place I've been dying to try
it's self care all day every day babey =)
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Who likes food/fruit/sweets scented: Aleister (“Vanilla Milkshake”), Ciel (“Peanut Butter Toffee”), Diedrich (“Fudge Brownie”), Edgar (“Strawberry Shortcake”), Grey (“Birthday Cake”), Joanne (“Cotton Candy”), Maurice (“Marshmallow S’mores”), Snake (“Sugared Lemon Cake”), Undertaker (“Milk & Honey”)
Who likes earthy/herbal scented: Agni (“Lemon Verbena”), Ash (“Matcha Tea”), Astre (“Bergamot”), Clayton (“Rosemary”), Gregory (“Menthol Eucalyptus), Herman (“Grassy Field”), Lau (“Chamomile”), Othello (“Basil”), Phipps (“Lavender Love”), William (“Sage”)
Who likes floral scented: Alan (“Rainy Heather”), Alois (“Bluebell Wood”), Arthur (“Lily of the Valley”), Bravat (“Moonflower”), Dagger (“Cherry Blossom”), Edward (“Rose Classic”), Eric (“Jasmine Bloom”), Finny (“Gardenia Mix”), Joker (“Freesias”), Jumbo (“Calm Lilac”), Patrick (“Sweet Pea”), Soma (“Orange Blossoms”), Thomas (“Honeysuckle”)
Who doesn’t have a preference/would try any their S/O wanted/has a ‘weird’ preference: Bard (no preference), Cheslock (would try any), Claude (no preference), Conny (would try any), Derrick (no preference), Drossel (would try any), John (no preference), Lawrence (no preference), Peter (would try any), Ronald (would try any), Rudger (“White Musk”), Sebastian (“Halloween Edition: Demon Blood” [bitter melon + Spanish moss]), Triplets (Thompson: “Daisy Daisy”; Timber: “Apple Pie”; Canterbury: “Linen Line”), Wolfram (would try any)
FAVORITE COLORS
White: Ash, Eric, John, Undertaker
Black: Astre, Claude, Sebastian
Red: Edgar, Jumbo
Orange: Derrick, Joker, Ronald
Yellow: Agni, Bard, Conny, Finny
Green: Edward, Herman, Lau, Othello, Peter
Blue: Ciel, Clayton, Lawrence, William
Purple: Alois, Cheslock, Gregory, Phipps, Soma, Triplets
Pink: Aleister, Joanne, Maurice
Multicolored: Bravat, Snake, Wolfram
No preference for color: Alan, Arthur, Dagger, Diedrich, Drossel, Grey, Patrick, Rudger, Thomas
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willisek · 7 months
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day 10: fortune
i guess i blacked out yesterday bc I'm pretty sure i posted this
anyway 😍😍😍 bravat from kuroshitsuji!! only if he wasn't an antagonist hahaha
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bmwchennai · 2 years
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Bathroom solutions for every home!! Build Material World Chennai #bmwchennai #bravat #acquaviva #buildmaterialworld #bathroom #bathtub #headshower #architect #interior #design #interiordecor #bathromdesign #luxuryhomes #luxuryinteriors #hotels #chennaiinteriordesigner #bathroomstyling #modernhomes #homedecor #homeinteriors #relax #rejuvenate #designerbaths #bathdecor #interiordesign (at BUILD Material World) https://www.instagram.com/p/CfVRtpdp6kyYjRl4t9Zh6Xf_xU0CWzOCBqLDJg0/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=
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bibyshitsuji24k · 4 days
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Idols mini saga makes me cringe
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surelyskyrocket · 2 years
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Holy trinity of prettyboy witches whos gender im going to steal.
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funtomfactory · 7 months
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Our!Ciel's real name...
Since it's probably still going to be a while before we get back to the young master in question in the manga, I'd like to theorize a little about what his actual name could be. There are a few options, and I do have my own opinion on what I think would suit best, but I'd like to hear from all of you as well, so feel free to weigh in!
What we know beforehand We know that both O!Ciel and R!Ciel were named by their mother, and that their names are very rare for the time period as stated by their father (Ch. 130 IIRC). We also know that Yana Toboso had a multitude of names she considered before settling of Ciel, so one of those could be a contender as well. These names include Lapis, Rain, Azure, Celeste, Angelo, Walter, Arthur and the ever popular Astre.
But We won't just leave it at that, so let's explore some options that lay outside that field.
Option one: his name is Sirius A little anticlimactic, but surely a possibility. They used this name to code the star which his brother was disguised as, and Bravat even called O!Ciel Sirius during the whole reveal. However, Yana-san hasn't elaborated on the matter, which I feel like she would have done if this was true.
Option two: his name is Earl
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(Ch 139) I racked my brain, I really did. I even went as far as to search multiple sources to see if I read it right or if it was a mistranslation. But the conversation on this page goes as follows: Sebastian: Once again congratulations, Earl Ciel Phantomhive... Aah this won't do, I'm not allowed to tell you lies, yes? O!Ciel: ... That's right, don't ever call my name again. I am Earl Ciel Phantomhive. See, what bothers me is that Both of them cite the same name, despite O!Ciel telling Sebastian that he must never speak his name again. How could that be if Sebastian had not previously used his name before? Would it then be possible that Sebastian meantthe "Earl" part as O!Ciel's actual first name, then added the rest of the name whereas O!Ciel uses "earl" as a title? I doubt that this is true, but it would have been cute if both brothers ended up being called Earl Phantomhive: One by title, and one by first name.
Option three: Gemini O!Ciel is a twin, was born on the day of the peak of the Geminids shower and the name fits the sky/heaven/astral naming theme. It's surely odd enough to be mentioned by Vincent as such and from what I could gather, the Kanji for Shieru (Romaji for Ciel in Japanese) and Jemini (Romaji for Gemini in Japanese) are not that far apart either.
It just rails me to know that we've come this far since the reveal without knowing for sure what O!Ciel is actually called. Ugh!
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canesenzafissadimora · 7 months
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Quella mattina a scuola c’era il compito in classe di italiano. Il titolo del tema era
“La persona più speciale per me”.
Umberto scrisse tutto d’un fiato, come se le parole si scrivessero da sole.
“Mio fratello si chiama Bruno.
Sono sicuro che mi vuole un mondo di bene, come io ne voglio a lui, anche se non me l’ha mai detto. Lui le cose le dimostra, non si perde in inutili parole.
Quando è entrato nella nostra famiglia, era già grande, i miei l’hanno adottato un giorno di quattro anni fa. E dal primo momento in cui ci siamo guardati, è come se fossimo stati sempre fratelli.
Mio padre dice che l’amore, in qualunque sua forma, è proprio questo: due anime che si riconoscono, tra miliardi di anime.
Non so nulla della sua storia prima che entrasse in casa nostra, ma mi piacerebbe sapere se era amato quanto lo amiamo noi.
E perché si sia ritrovato solo.
So che un giorno lo scoprirò, e che quel segreto mi farà piangere. Perché allora capirò quei momenti di malinconia in cui ogni tanto lo trovo perso.
Ma anche se non conosco la sua storia, sento che il suo mondo è così simile al mio, da potercelo scambiare.
Noi abbiamo diviso tutto, fin dal primo momento: i giochi, il letto, i genitori. Le bravate. Lui è un complice perfetto, non fa mai la spia e mi dà fiducia assoluta.
Ogni volta che gli propongo qualcosa, è sempre pronto a seguirmi. Come se non avesse mai di meglio da fare che stare con me, come se fossi io il suo meglio.
E questo mi fa sentire la persona più importante al mondo.
Una delle sue passioni più grandi è il cibo, ad ogni pasto mangerebbe fino a scoppiare, come se non si saziasse mai. Ma nonostante questa sua debolezza, non è grasso, e si mantiene in forma perché è un tipo sportivo.
Corre tutti i giorni e nuota appena ne ha la possibilità.
Quando vede una qualunque distesa d’acqua, che sia il mare, un lago o un fiumiciattolo, lui si butta e comincia a nuotare, come se fosse la cosa più naturale del mondo.
La scorsa estate al mare ha salvato anche un paio di bambini che stavano per essere trascinati via dalla corrente.
Lui li ha visti per primo, e si è buttato in mare senza nessuna esitazione, senza nessuna paura, riportandoli a riva sani e salvi, tra gli applausi commossi e increduli di tutti i bagnanti.
Quando sono in ospedale, è lui che mi manca più di ogni altra cosa al mondo. La sua contagiosa allegria. Le risate che mi fa fare. Quel suo modo speciale di essermi vicino, sempre.
So che quando sto male, lui non soffre per me, ma con me, e allora il dolore si divide, ed è come se facesse meno male.
E quando sono felice, lui non è felice per me, ma è felice con me, e allora qualunque felicità si moltiplica e diventa ancora più grande.
Pochi al mondo sanno esserci, come lui.
Un giorno, dopo un’anestesia, lo vidi stare male, trascinarsi a terra stremato, guardarmi con gli occhi sbarrati, tremare e cercare con tutte le forze il mio aiuto.
Io non potevo fare nulla per salvarlo, allora mi feci mettere a terra vicino a lui e l’abbracciai più forte che potei, finché non riprese le forze.
Lo aspettai.
Mi ha insegnato lui a farlo.
Guardandolo, ogni giorno imparo qualcosa...
La dignità, la lealtà, il coraggio, il rispetto, la riconoscenza, il perdono. L’amore.
Ah, dimenticavo… lui non è una persona,
è un cane, anzi un labrador,
ma per me non fa nessuna differenza.
E’ il fratello migliore che potessi avere.
I fratelli non si scelgono, ma se si potessero scegliere, pure in altre mille vite,
io sceglierei lui.
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abr · 1 year
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Una narrativa s'impone indiscussa e condivisa, in questi tempi di Kompetenzeh diffuse e attenzione per la Scenzah: per i giornalai e per i post boomer in genere, vernice "lavabile" é quella che vien via subito con un po' d'acqua.
Si capisce che né gli uni né gli altri la cameretta han mai dovuto pitturarsela.
Né, a proposito di ambiente, han mai pensato di dover SMALTIRE solventi e diluenti pericolosi: qua sI andrebbe sul penale. Ma quali norme ad hoc: basterebbe applicare i regolamenti sui rifiuti pericolosi, agli autori di certe bravate non gli passerebbe più.
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midnight-in-town · 2 years
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Elizabeth's family is one of the most influential, richest, and most powerful families in England. Why wouldn't she immediately report Undertaker to them so they would take the initiative and minimize the damage with their influence in the police department and the newspapers?Why doesn't she show her parents the courtesy to let them know the truth at least a day before everyone else?Have her parents chosen to ignore her emotional needs and allow her to deny her true identity and strength?
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Listen Anon, on the one hand, I get that you might want to project a very realistic and 100% logical explanation onto the events of the Blue Sect arc, but the truth is... Kuroshitsuji isn't that kind of story so much. In fact, Yana-sensei often ignores the simplest way to rather craft up complicated plot twists, in order to explore tropes or character developments and to put her main duo at the center of everything. xDD
On the other hand, there is an in-universe explanation that answers your questions and I’m personally fine with it so far. To use your own words, Liz belongs to two very influential and powerful families: one is a chivalrous one but the other is...
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...And Lizzie was raised with that duality all her life, taught to protect with her strength all of this family’s secrets.
Primarily now, she's "the Watchdog's fiancée" and I think her family understands (and actually expects of her) that she would make her fiancé (real!Ciel in this arc) a priority upon realizing the truth that he was back and not "in good health", because that is what was drilled in her head since being a little girl.
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However, it doesn't mean that she wasn't feeling guilty about this (on top of her inner conflict about which twin to side with, the one she loves or the one she's supposed to be betrothed to?), as she tells Edward in ch144. 
In other words, she was lost and scared and she focused on protecting real!Ciel, rather than trying to do the “morally right” action, even if it bothered her because she knew UT and real!Ciel were up to no good.  I don’t blame her for that and I think that’s unfair that anyone would: she’s 14 years old and the authorities knew something very dangerous was happening and they took their time and had to rely on another kid (our!Ciel, the Watchdog) to figure it out. 
Blaming her is similar to blaming our!Ciel for never telling Soma he has a twin thus for indirectly causing Agni’s death because Soma didn’t figure out that the “Ciel” before him wasn’t his friend. It’s senseless and these kids have enough on their plate already. 
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TL;DR I’m pretty sure her parents didn’t expect Lizzie to save England from UT’s crazy BD plans when themselves were worried sick about her disappearance but didn’t have any way of forcing her to come back (unlike Ed who, you know, went all out but indirectly caused more civilian deaths, oopsie). 
It’s a complicated family for sure, and Lizzie is currently in so much anguish that she definitely needs her mom’s guidance to figure her feelings out [x][x]. So blaming anyone for how things turned out is counter productive (unless you wanna blame UT), considering the giant scale of this damn long arc. 
My opinion. :) Have a good day!
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I have a request to make, how would bravat behave if he was a single parent :3? I know it's kind of weird but I'm curious xD hehehehe.
hey, I like it!
he's a menace XD
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Hm, the Starlight Four are just doing practice, right? … They can definitely babysit for him! Bravat has lots of important things to do, and his child probably won’t miss him too much as long as they’re hanging out with their… uncles. Whilst Edgar, Gregory, Herman, and Lawrence are surely more than happy to watch the child, it would be nice to have a little more notice than, “I have some business to attend to; make sure (Child) is in bed by the time I get back!”
He really does love his child, though. It’s just that whatever happened with his S/O, it’s left him taking care of the little one on his own. With all his plans (and how dangerous they are), he wants to keep them out of harm’s way. He’s not holding them at arm’s length; he’s just trying to protect them. He still tries to do the normal dad things, hugging them and kissing them and spending time with them. It’s simply… more limited than it might be if he weren’t in the line of ‘work’ he’s in.
So many folk traditions and occult guards around his child. Bravat is into all of that in general, so it’s only natural it translates into the way he parents. There’s a piece of selenite in every corner of their bedroom and in any room where they might play. A dreamcatcher hung up above their bed and a moon-shaped amethyst beneath their pillow. He reads the stars for them so that he can get a ‘horoscope’ of sorts for the day based on their sign and guide them based on the information he finds. A lot of people see it as mumbo-jumbo or hocus-pocus or complete utter drivel and nonsense, but he thinks all of it makes a difference.
One of the biggest gestures of affection he has is to sing them a lullaby. Even if they’re in bed by the time he gets back, Bravat will sneak into his child’s room and crawl in with them, giving them cuddles. He’ll sing in another language, some old tune, as he presses kisses to their head and plays with their hair and rubs their back. He’s got a very good voice, smooth and soothing; besides, what child wouldn’t love a lullaby from their father regardless of his voice? He also is very good at singing them back to sleep if they’ve had a nightmare. Sometimes he even makes up his own songs for them, despite his creative battery being drained by working on the Starlight Four’s songs.
As long as it doesn’t wreck his own plans or anything, he’s very amused when his child inadvertently drives other people up the wall. It’s most prominent with the Starlight Four… as much as he cares about them and wants them happy so they’ll keep working for him, it’s just too funny to watch his kid antagonize them all. Did they ‘dye’ Gregory’s hair with paints while he was teaching them about art? Well, what a bold use of color; even if it doesn’t wash out, it’s a good look! Did they accidentally whack Herman in the head with a broom handle while playing makeshift cricket? Why, they’ve got quite the arm and could be an athlete if they wanted! … And so on, of course. The thing which gets Bravat to laugh more than anything is when his child draws on Edgar’s face while he’s asleep. Bonus points if nobody breathes a word and Edgar only finds out when he goes to look at himself in the mirror and all they hear is, “OH, MY GOD!” screamed in near falsetto from the other room. Far as Bravat’s concerned, his child getting into mischief makes them a complete genius.
… Until they turn his latest sheet music into a cut-out paper doll project. Then everyone gets to laugh at his frustration for a change!
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la-scigghiu · 1 year
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Ci serviva quella complicità fatta dalle piccole cose; come aver letto lo stesso libro, conoscere i giochi che facevamo da bambini, le bravate, i vecchi amori, quelli finiti e quelli infiniti. [...] Le chiaccherate al telefono, lungo strade, piazze, dentro uffici senza riscaldamento, tram affollati, sempre troppo brevi per chi si vive dentro da sempre. E poi le "buone notti", i sogni sognati ed i "giorni buoni" lanciati in aria come aquiloni. Senza filo. Liberi. Si ci serviva quella complicità. Per ritrovarci, per lasciarci. Per non dimenticarci. Per esserci. "Persempre".
.🦋.
🔸Carla Casolari
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bmwchennai · 2 years
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I saw this and wanted to know ITP for Doll
favorite thing about them
My favorite quality of Doll is her kindness in spite of her complicity with the kidnapping of children, how she’s the softie of the group and genuinely cared for “Smile” despite barely knowing him. The ambiguity with Doll’s gender is interesting too.
least favorite thing about them
I can’t think of anything I particularly dislike about Doll, but I guess it would be the scene of her trying to rip off Our!Ciel’s shirt to bathe him despite his protests.
favorite line
My favorite line from Doll is when she tells Bravat to stop hesitating.
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This line was one of the reasons I expected Doll to be Canopus and I love how it hints at the change in character of the vengeful BD!Doll who would have presumably regretted being soft to Our!Ciel from her kinder human self.
brOTP
For bROTP, I guess Joker? I wish we could have seen more interactions between them but he really did mean a lot to her. There’s also the what could have been with Our!Ciel were it not for their circumstances.
OTP
I don’t ship Doll with anyone.
nOTP
The only Doll pairing I’ve ever really seen people ship is with Our!Ciel and I wouldn’t really say I’m against it so I guess I don’t have a nOTP for her.
random headcanon
I really only have headcanons for Real!Ciel and maybe a couple other characters but for Doll, I guess that Doll might have gotten involved with kidnapping the children a bit later than the rest of the circus troupe because of her age and softer nature.
unpopular opinion
I don’t really know what the popular and unpopular opinions about Doll are but in regards to Doll’s actions as a bizarre doll in the current arc, I think it would be best to wait and get a better idea of how the bizarre doll state works before judging her (since it’s not entirely clear how much agency she has). 
song i associate with them
I’ll just be boring and say the BoC opening Enamel lol
favorite picture of them
My favorite picture of Doll has to be the one on the Ch194 cover.
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I love how Doll’s ability to walk on the tightrope is used to represent the tense gap between life and death of the bizarre doll state and how this cover parallels Real!Ciel’s chapter cover with Undertaker from Ch64.
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abatelunare · 1 year
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Bravate che finiscono male anzi malissimo
Cinque ragazzotti della ricca borghesia vengono a sapere che tre macchine rosse stanno per essere trasportate in Svizzera. Una di esse c’ha il trucco: al suo interno sono stati nascosti la belessa di quattro miliardi di lire. E i cinque intendono mettervi le mani sopra. Il colpo riesce, ma le conseguenze non saranno indolori. Specie per uno dei ragazzotti. La trama de La bravata, film italico del 1977, è tutta qui. La recitazione è abbastanza approssimativa, come pure le poche scene d’azione. Ci sono anche alcune incongruenze dal punto di vista narrativo. Il colpo di scena finale era tutto sommato prevedibile, però ci sta tranquillamente. E non mancano spruzzi di erotismo decisamente soft. Al di là dei limiti, è un filmetto che passa via tranquillo e si lascia vedere. Purché non sia abbiano eccessive pretese. E io, in effetti, non ne ho.
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goodbearblind · 1 year
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"Quella mattina a scuola c’era il compito in classe di italiano. Il titolo del tema era “La persona più speciale per me”. Umberto scrisse tutto d’un fiato, come se le parole si scrivessero da sole.
“Mio fratello si chiama Bruno. Sono sicuro che mi vuole un mondo di bene, come io ne voglio a lui, anche se non me l’ha mai detto. Lui le cose le dimostra, non si perde in inutili parole.
Quando è entrato nella nostra famiglia, era già grande, i miei l’hanno adottato un giorno di quattro anni fa. E dal primo momento in cui ci siamo guardati, è come se fossimo stati sempre fratelli. Mio padre dice che l’amore, in qualunque sua forma, è proprio questo: due anime che si riconoscono, tra miliardi di anime. Non so nulla della sua storia prima che entrasse in casa nostra, ma mi piacerebbe sapere se era amato quanto lo amiamo noi. E perché si sia ritrovato solo.
So che un giorno lo scoprirò, e che quel segreto mi farà piangere. Perché allora capirò quei momenti di malinconia in cui ogni tanto lo trovo perso. Ma anche se non conosco la sua storia, sento che il suo mondo è così simile al mio, da potercelo scambiare. Noi abbiamo diviso tutto, fin dal primo momento: i giochi, il letto, i genitori. Le bravate. Lui è un complice perfetto, non fa la mai la spia e mi dà fiducia assoluta. Ogni volta che gli propongo qualcosa, è sempre pronto a seguirmi. Come se non avesse mai di meglio da fare che stare con me, come se fossi io il suo meglio. E questo mi fa sentire la persona più importante al mondo.
Una delle sue passioni più grandi è il cibo, ad ogni pasto mangerebbe fino a scoppiare, come se non si saziasse mai. Ma nonostante questa sua debolezza, non è grasso, e si mantiene in forma perché è un tipo sportivo. Corre tutti i giorni e nuota appena ne ha la possibilità. Quando vede una qualunque distesa d’acqua, che sia il mare, un lago o un fiumiciattolo, lui si butta e comincia a nuotare, come se fosse la cosa più naturale del mondo. La scorsa estate al mare ha salvato anche un paio di bambini che stavano per essere trascinati via dalla corrente. Lui li ha visti per primo, e si è buttato in mare senza nessuna esitazione, senza nessuna paura, riportandoli a riva sani e salvi, tra gli applausi commossi e increduli di tutti i bagnanti.
Quando sono in ospedale, è lui che mi manca più di ogni altra cosa al mondo. La sua contagiosa allegria. Le risate che mi fa fare. Quel suo modo speciale di essermi vicino, sempre. So che quando sto male, lui non soffre per me, ma con me, e allora il dolore si divide, ed è come se facesse meno male. E quando sono felice, lui non è felice per me, ma è felice con me, e allora qualunque felicità si moltiplica e diventa ancora più grande. Pochi al mondo sanno esserci, come lui.
Un giorno, dopo un’anestesia, lo vidi stare male, trascinarsi a terra stremato, guardarmi con gli occhi sbarrati, tremare e cercare con tutte le forze il mio aiuto. Io non potevo fare nulla per salvarlo, allora mi feci mettere a terra vicino a lui e l’abbracciai più forte che potei, finché non riprese le forze. Lo aspettai. Mi ha insegnato lui a farlo.
Guardandolo, ogni giorno imparo qualcosa. La dignità, la lealtà, il coraggio, il rispetto, la riconoscenza, il perdono. L’amore.
Ah, dimenticavo…lui non è una persona, è un cane, anzi un labrador, ma per me non fa nessuna differenza. E’ il fratello migliore che potessi avere. I fratelli non si scelgono, ma se si potessero scegliere, pure in altre mille vite, io sceglierei lui.”
(Tratto dal romanzo "Lasciati trovare" dedicato al mio labrador Bruno)
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