Your guilt can’t escape the white-hot glow of my grief; the spotlight on my empty grave now tracks your ruined face.
I live to rip your heart out, but never call me a thief when you swear you penned every stroke of my name on it for forever, as I did for you:
Your first and true, your first and blue, your first and rightful masterpiece.
I never dreamed of being the richest man in the morgue, but I will have my due to pay into the pyre built from everything that should have been mine.
Tears can never put out a fire, but I will make you dress me in your finest, dearest; dearly beloved.
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this post is officially my psych ward ticket
something about this dynamic makes me giggle and kick my feet.
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Watchin’ other shonen lately for casual fun really does put a highlight on how exactly Katsuki is treated differently than the other shonen boys at the shonen boy farm
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SHIN SOUKOKU – BUNGOU STRAY DOGS SEASON 2
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someone has probably done this before
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Congratulations to Marcille DungeonMeshi for achieving Pathetic Little Man status on tumblr, a hard glass ceiling for many female characters to break. I look forward to calling you my sopping wet beast and poor little meow meow for fandom days to come. Keep trucking babygirl, you'll bag Falin one day
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happy birthday to my beloved baby bastard <3
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Please give me some of your braincells, Senku. For my Physics, Calculus, and Mathematics exams 🥺🤲
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