tonight's mental breakdown is brought to me by ep7 [4/4] 1:48 of only friends which has the exact same music that plays in bad buddy ep3 [2/4] 1:58. made even worse by the fact that the scene includes one character making the other character smell him and getting told he stinks
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Wifi did you see?! Foul Legacy is getting his own figure!!
https://twitter.com/GenshinUpdate/status/1738381153445511445?t=5dAeU1K6iJpQI9CP-f_McA&s=19
I saw the news on Twitter and knew I had to send 'em to you
EXTREMELY LOUD INHUMAN SCREECHING
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free little bird is such a beautiful and sweet and tragic trad folk tune its so underrated. i’m as free a little bird can be. i’m gonna build my house in that weeping willow tree where the bad boys can’t bother me. i won’t build my nest in the air but i will build my nest in my sweet darling’s breast, fly all around in her hair! i would never steal the honey from the bee but i would steal a kiss from my sweet darling’s lips and sail away across the sea ^_^
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"God told me that if I had any wishes,
that they would grant just one."
- Kobato {Kobato}
"...I... I still... haven't granted it. ... Your wish...
I promised... ...that I'd grant it... ...I promised..."
- Kimihiro to Yuuko {Holic}
"I answered that I wanted to live."
- Kobato {Kobato}
"I'll do whatever I can because I want to be here."
- Kimihiro {Holic}
"What is happiness {/to you}?"
- {Chobits}; Dark Chii {as Red 'Atashi'} to Chii {Pink 'Atashi'}
{Card Captor Sakura: Clear Card Arc};
Lilie Shinomoto to Sakura
{Sakura relating this to a canon Non-human Character}
"My wish is for you to go on existing.
That's ALL I want."
- Yuuko to Kimihiro {Holic}
"But the one Tsuyuri {Kohane} cares about most is YOU."
- Doumeki to Kimihiro {Holic}
"{Doumeki} didn't want {YOU} to vanish forever."
- Yuuko to Kimihiro; on Doumeki {Holic}
"To be happy... that's a rather vague goal, don't you think?"
"{YES}, but that's what makes it {interesting}.
All the more interesting... in that most people would consider it
{IMPOSSIBLE}."
"{Impossible}. How so?"
"Well, you need a {life}... a {soul}.
And if you're not alive...
If you don't have a {soul}... what then?
Then happiness is just a story... in a fairy tale book."
- Zima to Dita; {Chobits}
"Even if a {combination}/{of two [or more] people}
Looks a bit 'odd' on the outside...
They can still be happy on the inside."
- Ichiro Mihara {Angelic Layer} x {Chobits},
to Chitose Hibiya (later Chitose Mihara {Kobato})
"The greatest happiness for me
is to let the person I most like have the most happiness."
- Tomoyo; {about Sakura}
{Card Captor Sakura}
"One day a man had a dream. He dreamed that he was a butterfly. He fluttered and fluttered, flew and flew. He so loved the feeling of freedom… That he decided that he was a butterfly.
But when he woke up, he wasn’t a butterfly.
He was a human after all. Then the man thought…
“I wonder if I, The Man, dreamed that I was a butterfly…
Or if this moment is truly the dream.
Maybe the man I am now is a dream that a butterfly is having""
- Haruka Doumeki, who primarily communicates to Watanuki through dreams; relating a story, about dreams {Holic}
"Some things are worth caring about."
- Doumeki to Kimihiro {Holic}
{Heavily implied to be about Watanuki}
"{Yuuko said} 'at this rate', {Watanuki would} 'disappear'"
- Implied by Doumeki {Holic}
"I don't love Chii because 'I wanted' to 'make love' to {Chii}.
'I wanted' to 'make love' to {have sex with}
Chii because I LOVE {CHII}."
- Hideki Motosuwa, on Chii {Chobits}
"Chii Persocom." "Yeah"
"Chii is not human." "Yeah"
"Can't do SOME things. ..." {Implied as: 'Have sex with'}
"YEAH." - Hideki;
- Chii to Hideki {Chobits}
"Happiness... That is..."
- Someone Just For Me {Chobits} (Storybook)
"Maybe the man I am now is a dream that a BUTTERFLY is having"
"Because if we can all find that special person{/people}, then the world would be a happy place. The love that we all feel may not be the SAME, but it won’t matter if it’s the ‘someone just for you’."
- C.L.A.M.P {Chobits}
"Happiness doesn't just come in one shape."
- Ichiro Mihara {Angelic Layer} x {Chobits},
implied relevant to Ichiro and
Chitose Hibiya (later Chitose Mihara {Kobato})
"I wanted to create, with {C.C.S}, a series with a girl who saw {MINORITIES} as normal. For example, Syaoran and Eriol are foreign exchange students, but to Sakura they’re the same as {people} who transferred in from a local school. Similarly, Sakura believes in all the forms of love {Sakura} sees. Towards the end {of C.C.S's 1st series} I had several characters give advice to a worried Sakura, showing that there are many kinds and forms of love. I wondered how the series would be received, since it ran in Nakayoshi, but it was received better than I expected.
- Nanase Ohkawa (C.L.A.M.P) {x}
"Ohkawa: (…) I am glad that the readers are happy that Sakura and Syaoran got together, but that anyone would think it’s {just} because they make a normal {combination}/couple… it’s a little disconcerting. Sakura didn’t chose Syaoran because {Syaoran}'s a boy close to {Sakura} in age. If Syaoran had been a girl, if they had been far apart in age, as long as {Syaoran} was still Syaoran, I think Sakura would have fallen in love with {Syaoran}. It’d sadden me if you thought they’re a good {combination} because they’re 'normal'."
- Nanase Ohkawa (C.L.A.M.P) {x}
"Normal? What’s normal? To only do what the masses do? And what is the benefit of that? Where is the problem in adopting a custom that is ‘abnormal’ if it has no negative affect on the world at large?"
- Yuuko {Holic}
"I don't see anything wrong with being what everyone calls
'not normal'."
- Yuuko to Watanuki {Holic}
-Observations made when rereading many C.LA.M.P Lores
(To Be Re-Compiled, Someday)
Doumeki, probably:
"I don't love Watanuki because I wanted to 'have sex with' Watanuki."
"I wanted to 'make love' to Watanuki because I love Watanuki"
{AND IF WATANUKI EVER ISN'T FULLY 'HUMAN' ANYMORE?}
{Holic x Drug & Drop Cross-over}
(Read panels right-to-left)
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"Prosciutto," It carries itself over into the kitchen, where a blond man works at the counter, knife stalling. "I'm home."
He knows he has every right to be mad. The culprit comes into view, surprisingly quiet and composed. From what Prosciutto remembers of her, she would've made a ruckus, tripping over ten things and herself before making it to him. But it has been two years. A lot can happen in two years.
She looks friendly but tired, and her smile has dulled, like she's been through something difficult, and is still crawling her way out. "I'm sorry I've been away," and the words are tender and wonderful (he'd almost forgotten her voice). "How have you been? Taking care of yourself?"
"Obviously."
Silence fills up the space as they take a moment to orient themselves. They've been apart, but that doesn't mean they've been unaware. He has felt her change, knows how parts of him no longer fit against her as well as they did. She knows he's felt the push and pull between them, how she occasionally crawls into his arms at night and disappears in the morning, a dream to the both of them.
And yet. She laughs slightly, and the cadence is the same. Right on cue, he finds himself smiling at the sound.
Times have changed the two of them, but enough of them has stayed. He chops up the rest of his ingredients, throws it in the frying pan. "How about staying for dinner?"
The pan sizzles, oil popping like fireworks. "I'd love that."
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AUDITORY HALLUCINATIONS ARE SO MAD BRO bc one min I’m having my lil spicy ai chat and then I’m getting jumpscared by some guy whispering “spy” in my ear accusingly BUT THERES NO GUY!! ITS IN MY HEAD
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It’s not completely obvious who it’s from, but the singular blue quill laying next to the wooden picture frame says EVERYTHING to the knowing eye. ignoring the evidence for now, a restored photo sat in the once empty frame- Shadow and Maria, standing side by side while they gaze at the stars from the ARK. How Sonic got his hands on this, no one would ever know, but it’s as clear as day that love and effort was put into this gift. the frame was even decorated with carvings of flowers and foliage!
also laying off to the side is a satchel of lavender and smaller bags of coffee beans, all high quality and clearly stored by hand. a square note sits on top of everything, with scribbled writing set in pen.
Happy Birthday Shadow! (^▽^)
Shadow had become so accustomed to Sonic letting himself into his place, he started leaving food in his usually empty refrigerator for him. Perceptive as usual, the hedgehog noticed the new items lying carefully on the coffee table. Normally, he might have assumed this was Rouge's doing, considering her knowledge of Project Shadow's files-- but it was obvious this was the blue blur's doing.
Sitting down, with Terios climbing onto his lap; Shadow began to inspect the gift.
Upon catching sight of the frame, his breath hitched. Trembling fingers cradle the photograph as though it were an amazingly delicate treasure. This picture-- fuzzy memories came rushing back, causing genuine tears to well up in his eyes. Maria's weak, though gentle voice echoed in his mind. How she taught him the courage of the stars and the sheer beauty of life... The click of a camera shutter as Gerald captured the moment between his beloved granddaughter and his proudest creation. A moment so brief in his eternal life, yet everlasting.
For the longest time, Shadow sat there, enveloping himself in the memory. The one time he had truly been happy... his reason for fighting. His wonderings as to how Sonic got this and how he knew his day of birth had long since drifted into the back of his mind.
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Like it's so funny. She got a fork and knife and turned her bf into a 3 course meal lmaoooo. I imagine that raw sandwing wouldn't taste good; did she ask like her royal cooks to make a rotisserie echino????
HELP OH MY GOD??? THIS IS LIKE REALLY GOOD 💀💀💀
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when you think you might finally get through a 23.5 episode WITHOUT crying over bad buddy music for once and then halfway through pt4 they hit you with bbs ep5 music store scene music. you know the one. when pat finally admits to himself he's in love with pran
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i think the episodes needs to calm down like me i am perfectly calm and fine and wont freak out or cry no longer i am calm
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i just want to rant a little EW feel free to ignore this i just needed a void to yell at <3
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[ you being nice and wholesome to chrom will make him very emotional. thanks for support friend.
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“I love you, so much” // sobs our babies
Unprompted Asks ♫ @soulbiinding ♫ Accepting
Light acoustic strumming filled the room, the only sound aside from the snore of his Obstagoon a short distance away. Piers' eyes were closed as he was reclined on the couch, humming along to the improvised riff as a foot softly tapped on the vinyl floor. Dim lighting completed the atmosphere.
Everything all but stopped the moment her words registered to him, warmth crashing over his body, eyes opening as he took a moment to just... process. Process just what she told him, and the fact she sounded so honest about it. He should be over this by now, this heart-stopping shock that struck him way deeper than he ever thought possible. She had a hold on him, she must know that by now, with her able to render him speechless like this. It was times like these he remembered she specialized in Bug Types. It was so obvious, what with the Type being superior against Dark.
Slowly setting the guitar to the side, leaning it against the couch, he turned to face her. "You're gonna end me if y'keep talkin' like that, darlin'," he finally spoke, a small chuckle escaping him despite his previous demeanor. Ah, there it was, the softer, lighter feeling that always followed the shock. Causing him to scoot closer to where their legs brushed, a yellowish tint to his eyes thanks to the lamplight. "Now, y'... y'know I love you, too, right? More than I can say. But, ah... would y'mind repeatin' that? Didn't quite catch it th' first time." Lips upturned in what could be described as a mix of a smile and a smirk, an eyebrow raised.
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Actions have consequences (Simon 'Ghost' Riley X GN Civilian! Spouse! Reader) Part 1
Summary: In a heated argument between the two of you, Simon says something he will regret for the rest of his life.
CW: Simon being an asshole, Swearing, yelling, emotional hurt, heavy angst, car accident, descriptive writing of injury, Character death (?)
Simon truly wanted to be a good husband.
But nothing ever seemed to go smoothly in his life. From his fucked-up childhood, his own demons, to his role as the infamous Ghost. Everything had to eventually come to bite him in the ass.
You, his loving spouse, had always tried to ease his pain in any way that you could. It would vary from cuddling on the couch, to taking him somewhere to lay in the grass and watch the clouds go by. However, he'd been away longer. The world beyond the walls of his cozy home made him more bitter, jaded, and cruel when he returned home.
It was today that he finally snapped.
It was a small disagreement at first, something that had already felt foreign to you. Then it escalated. The both of you kept just kept going back and forth, spitting venom at each other from a supply with an unknown source.
"All I have been trying to do this whole time is make sure that you don't have to deal with the pain alone. I'm only trying to fucking help, Simon!" You yell with hot tears streaming down your face, the grip on your shirt so tight it makes your knuckles turn white.
"Marrying you was a mistake." He snarls. The way your face twists into an expression of pure horror at his words makes him want to take it all back. A choked sob leaves your trembling body as you bolt into the direction of the door. You ignore the frantic calls of your husband as you snatch your jacket and the car keys in one swift motion, not even bothering to look back as you slam the door in his face.
You make your way to the red sports car, unlocking the vehicle before plopping yourself down in the driver's seat. There was no going back now. You start the car, glancing to the side at your shared home with Simon one last time before you hit the gas.
"Fuck…" You whimper while running a hand over your tear-stained face. Simon's words echo through your mind over and over again, the feeling of knives stabbing into your heart becoming more and more evident with each and every loop.
'Marrying you was a mistake.'
Your eyes dart to the side as you catch a flash of bright lights, the booming horn of a truck being the last thing you hear before everything goes dark.
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Simon sat on the couch, fingers dinging into his hair, as the tears finally stopped. It had been an hour since you stormed out the door, the look of pure horror on your face branded into his mind like the scars that decorated his body. How could he have said that to you? You, the love of his life, were the only person who had let him feel human in the times he needed it most.
"I'm such a fucking idiot." He scolded himself while smacking the sides of his head. The sound of his phone buzzing on the coffee table was the only thing that brought him out of his self-pity. He reached out to the obnoxious device that tried to get his attention, turning it around to find the word 'unknown' flashing readily on the screen.
Alarm bells began to go off in his brain as he pressed down to answer the call. A sweet elderly voice was greeting him from the other side. "Hello? Is this Mr. Riley? I am calling from the Clementine Churchill Hospital." The moment the word 'hospital' registered in Simon's brain, he immediately froze.
"Sir?" The voice on the other side called again, to which this time he did respond. "Yes, you are speaking to him. Why did you call me?" Deep down, he already knew why. "Your spouse has been in a car accident. Do you have the possibility to come over?"
Simon's heart stopped beating.
The time between him rushing to the hospital and finally reaching your room was all but a blur to him. He now sat at your bedside, tears streaming down his face as he looked at the damage he had caused. You looked so frail, all wrapped up in bandages, with all different types of tubes and machinery hooked up to you.
There was only one thought that crossed Simon's mind at this very moment. It was all his fault.
If he hadn't yelled at you, if he hadn't let you walk out of that door, you would've been cuddled up on the couch together. You would be smiling at him, those beautiful eyes he came to love looking up at him with pure joy when you told him about your day. But you weren't. You were lying here, fighting for your life. All because of him.
"Sweetheart? I don't know if you can hear me… but I-" Simon had to swallow as he felt his world crumble around him. "I'm so sorry, baby. I should've never allowed myself to say something so fucking horrible to you." Hot tears streamed down his face as he reached out to caress your cheek. "Please… please don't go. I can't-I can't lose anyone else." Simon wept as he held onto your hand, his lips brushing against your bandaged knuckles.
"Please…" He kept begging. He was hoping that someone, anyone, would hear his plea not to take you away from him.
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“ ♫ I have this thing where I get older
BUT JUST NEVER WISER
midnights become my afternoons
when MY DEPRESSION works the graveyard shift
all of the people
I’ve ghosted stand there in the room ... ♫ ”
“ ♫ I should not be left TO MY OWN DEVICES
they come with prices and vices
I end up in crisis
tale as old as time
I wake up screaming from dreaming
ONE DAY I’LL WATCH as you’re leaving
‘cause you got tired of my scheming
for the last time ... ♫ ”
“ ♫ It’s me, hi ; I’M THE PROBLEM, it’s me
at tea time, everybody agrees
I’ll stare directly at the sun
BUT NEVER IN THE MIRROR
it must be exhausting
ALWAYS ROOTING FOR THE ANTI-HERO. ♫ ”
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