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chocolaminity · 2 months

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I wonder when I'll get to see him again... I want to see him soon.

I hope he can teach me all sorts of things about soccer!

#or: I just watched episodes 102-106 today and I am in shambles.#Minty doodles #Inazuma Eleven #Rushe #Lusce #no clue which one is the right way to spell her name sorry #apologies if the drawing is like. messy and stuff. it is 11 PM and I have tests so I drew this as fast as I can in my notes app #anyways. I have. so many thoughts.#especially about Kageyama.#the episodes are so. grahhh I'm going insane #I LITERALLY CRIED???? LIKE THREE OR FOUR TIMES WATCHING IT?????????#I was Kageyama's number one little hater throughout watching this series and. I still kinda am but. god. he is so. I'm insane.#the ending of episode 106. what the fuck. what the fuck.#anyways. I hope Rushe is okay. I hope she's playing soccer and making friends and having fun #ok. off I go to the void now. goodnight 👋

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olibenyippees · 8 months

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to be a digimon fan is to suffer

#digimon 2020 #person who just watched episode 20 #I CRIED LIKE FOUR TIMES THIS EPISODE AND ONLY THREE OF THEM WERE CAUSE OF NOSTALGIA #when I tell you I broke me when angemon died looking THE SAMW AS THE ORIGINAL #I

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smittenskitten · 2 years

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What is this? WAIT! Ummm this are just ideas. We can make one together....

#girlfriend project day 1 #lesbian #kdramaedit #kdramanetwork #asianlgbtqdrama #오늘부터 여자친구 #park hyun woo #asiandramaedit #bing hye jin #heeram x gain #girlfriendprojectedit #typography style #prangon gifs #there are just four episode! *cries*#also posting the last set from my draft #will be going on hiatus for a bit #lgbtqia+

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sollucets · 7 months

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i IMMEDIATELY thought of you when pda ray showed up like yes this is exactly what rowan said. how does it feel to have the biggest brain in the universe?

hi mona i'm going to be so real with you,, i imagine those minutes between ray saying the symptoms of his addiction are hugs and kisses and seeing sand talking to ray's dad were, in fact, what it feels like to have the biggest brain in the universe, but i could not tell you what that feels like anymore. i dont remember. call back in three business years

#i havent even opened photoshop yet i'm literally just. sitting here #this is to date the third time ive cried at only friends (the other two are episode four and episode six thanks)#khaotung's going to give me a migraine & i'm not even mad about it i need So Many Minutes #im flattered u & bon & everyone thought of me though i got several messages like that #you see the writing was on the wall hes Such a pda boy #rowan asks

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maddy-ferguson · 9 months

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just remembered pen15.

#oh guys i'll think about this show for the rest of my life i don't even want to rewatch it it was so. it was such an experience #remembered here means i watched an edit i saved on tiktok a year ago and cried for four minutes #it isn't even an edit not really it's just a scene from i think the last episode? with a song by cigarettes after sex over it lol #and like i say: brf slt

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kurokoros · 2 years

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Eddie being killed at the end of S4 is already infuriating, but it’s even worse when you remember there was another gate nearby that should have opened when Fred was Vecna’d. Assuming the gates have to attach themselves to something physically (they’re never shown floating in the air--Patrick’s gate was at the bottom of the lake, not above it where he actually died) there should have been a gate on the ground, on the road where Fred died. That gate easily could have been used as a backup escape route for Eddie or Dustin to use if/when being overwhelmed by the bats. Also the fact that no one thought to make covers for the gates to prevent the bats from getting through was... a choice

#eddie munson #stranger things #the hawkins gang's 'kill vecna' plan was just riddled with holes #like. it felt like a first draft of a plan that could have been picked apart easily if anyone thought critically about it for two seconds #the plan is just an immediate failure because... there's no guarantee that vecna would go after max a second time #in fact it would be smarter of him NOT to go after her considering all he wants to do is open the four gates #and he knows that she knows how to escape him #if vecna can just pop into anyone's head there's no reason for him not to go after some other random person aside from drama and plot #*plot contrivance #second of all no one thought to have a backup for max? no extra cassette? no boombox?#lucas could have dramatically serenaded her and I would have cried my eyes out #at least that would make sense compared to the last musical number this show graced us with #and then the attack team kind of did fuck all because they spent half the episode being choked by vines #steve literally had an axe and didn't behead vecna #which would have been more effective than nancy's shotgun #side note: that shotgun blasted vecna through a window but somehow nancy was just fine??? that recoil should have knocked her on her ass #I'm just so pissed about the climax. it was just shitty writing that isn't redeemable imo #sorry for adding actual searchable tags to this post. i want to be validated

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astro-inthestars · 10 months

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You ever just watch something that hits you so hard you can't do anything else for the rest of the day except think about it

#rennikorambles #LITERALLY #I #WAS JUST #I WANTED TO DO *SO MUCH* BRO THE WIFI CAME BACKA ND LIKE #OHHHH WHAT THE FUCK MAN #THE FINAL EPISODE FUCKING HIT ME LIKE A TRUCK STOP #me: oh finally the wifi's back I can do all the stuff i've been waiting t-#the last episode of a youtube series i'd been waiting on: :>#me: ....a #and then it proceeded to hit me with every feasible emotion known to man #i cried FOUR TIMES. *FOUR TIMES YALL*#...if you dont count the fact my tears were just running the entire episode and i started bawling four specific times bUT #THE POINT IS #I AM SO SORRY #I AM NOW MIA FOR THE FORESEEABLE FUTURE. UNTIL I AM NOT #shoutout to chip who is still CURRENTLY messaging me as i speak . at 132 now chipper ily <3 #maybe i'll be semi-online but not Completely im so sorry. i'll be online when i am and offline when im not. hope this helps #SHOUTOUT TO MY STYLUS I MISSED YOU BITCH

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acaciapines · 1 year

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i love the collector and firefly/the owl beast’s relationship so much you guyssss he calls her grr-click-growl bc its how she says her own name in Owl Language and he’s the only one who makes an effort to speak owl language back at her (everyone else just sort of. guesses and does their best lol) bc he wants to be an owl beast too and cries they just. they care about each other so MUCH. (<- these two characters have not interacted in the canon of my fic ONCE)

#chatter #THEY WILL SOON. WHEN I FINISH S2 LOL #i just. i have so so many ideas and cries i love the collector i love firefly I WANT THEM 2 BE A SILLY FAMILY NOW #what do you mean i have four more episodes of s2 before i get to s3 I WANT IT TO BE WRITTEN NOW.#why must i write the story...can it not just spring forth already written....

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stardustedknuckles · 2 years

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not doing great yesterday or today lads.

#chronic-les #if mcas is what we are dealing with then that's the episode I had yesterday and today #and now a probable kidney stone?#i was able to drive to the hospital during today's flare #got my emergency bloodwork done even though they had trouble finding a vein becasue I was inflamed all over #cried all day #which will cause more flare stuff #stood up to talk to dad for four minutes and broke out in sweat and bp dropped again #pots? mcas? yes?#took another hydroxyzine just now and it's helping but what is it doing to my kidney stones #also it's going to put me to sleep probably #anyway rambling #how do I make it recede if it's a flare #salt makes kidney stones worse but gatorade doesn't NOT help #i'm not even tired #i think the progestin is really helping my energy #but I am exhausted in another way

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starpros-sunshine · 2 years

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just finished the yuumori anime btw and. woag. if perfection was a flavour it would be the music in that show.

#I am SO weak for William #one of the characters of all time #thinking about stealing his name and adding it to the list #which isn't a list it's like....#it's not a list a list would need more than one and a half points #but just #THE ENDING #THE LAST SCENE WITH THE BLACK SCREEN AND THE #THE FUCIN #TEHSJDKN #PYPU KNOW #I watched that bridge scene and I had to rewatch it like four times and somewhere in between my mind just went-#actually I will not be unpacking that now that's for me and the voice in my head to discuss #But I cried like three times in one episode which is a lot #usually I just cry once and then for 10 minutes straight #but nonononO THE LETTER #THAT DUMB FUCKING LETTER #DO NOT HIT ME WITH THE "maybe in another life...'' DO NOT. EVER. PLEASE I WILL BE WAILING #I don't even know why that one specifiv thing does it to me like that but something about it just hits very close to something in my mind #and this is just me on william do not even try to get me started on all the other characters #I take back everything I ever said about Louis he is amazing he is wonderful he is so important <3 #he loves his family so much...#they all love their families so much....#I will be inconsolable about this #head in hands Head iN HANDS

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wyrmoftheweb · 2 years

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I've seen a lot of people talk fondly about buzzfeed unsolved and seen a few of the guys do the funny ghost things but I didn't realize they did true crime shit so I put a playlist on in the bg while i was playing the sims and the way they just like. casually and jokingly talk about a real dead victim with so much disregard really disgusts me. like i don't think i can enjoy their funny ghost things now.

#like the episode was about a little dead boy they found in a box. he was five.#a real little kid. a dead little kid that they found in a box #with scars and head injuries #and then they just start cracking funny ha-ha's like it's an imaginary story or some shit #not a little dead kid that was alive at some point. and was four or five or six years old. who laughed and cried and existed and was alive #until someone killed him

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simmaster · 2 years

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if no one's got me i know the joe thomas episode of off menu's got me

#do i have a britcom blog? yes. is this about britcom? also yes. am i posting it on here anyway? well clearly i am. is this the way joe #delivered one of my favourite parts of the lamb story and the reason im wording it this way? okay it was an accident actually #i have now listened to the whole episode three times and the lamb story four times and i have cried laughing every time #my mission in life is to make everyone listen to it i've already got my brother #i love explaining it to people but it's better to just experience it #micah.txt

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law-avocados · 8 months

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I was not ready for season 7 episode 10 of supernatural

#it was just painful #i think i cried like four times during that episode #this is my first time watching the episode too #supernatural #spn #thoughts

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aangarchy · 6 months

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Incredibly specific moments in atla i think about ALL the time (i am Not normal)

Zuko's eyes slightly widening when witnessing Katara's bloodbending for the first time

Aang and Katara just missing each other looking back at the other after their argument in The Warriors of Kyoshi

Toph holding onto Sokka's arm once on Appa when he didn't have a saddle and once on the boat bringing them to the lake town

The moon being in full view as Suki tries to kiss Sokka in the Serpent's Pass, and the shadow returning as Sokka leaves

The "four seasons four loves" motif coming back throughout the episodes of the Northern Watertribe and specifically as Sokka gives himself up to serve in the battle against Zhao's seige and Yue turns away and quietly cries as she watches him walk off

Longshot talking for the first time ever as Jet lay dying

In that same breath, the way Toph says "he's lying" as they walk away from Jet knowing that he's going to die

Aang looking back at the Southern Airtemple ruins along with Momo as they fly away from it, seeing it disappear behind the clouds (this one specifically makes me cry so much)

The chants as Aang gets summoned by the Lion Turtle in book 3 being the SAME as the chants when Aang fuses with the ocean spirit in book 1 (there's other moments with these chants i think but i can't remember them off the top of my head)

Aang taking down Ozai's airship in the finale as his first attack and Sokka cheering him on like a proud older brother

Katara immediately without a shadow of a doubt responding "Aang won't lose" when Zuko questions if he'll be able to take on Ozai

Aang knowing Zuko was gonna fire at him in the crystal catacombs as soon as Zuko laid eyes on him (he gasped before Zuko even made a move) when even Azula wasn't sure what Zuko was gonna do in that scenario

#idk if 4 seazons for love is the correct name of the song #but it's the one iroh sings on music night before zhao interrupts #avatar the last airbender #atla #avatar #aang #avatar aang #zuko #sokka #katara #suki #toph #toph beifong #prince zuko #firelord ozai #azula #princess azula #princess yue

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sparkrls · 3 months

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delayed proposal

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Summary: in which Harry’s got a few secrets up his sleeve and Y/N just wants to know if he’s going to propose

Author’s Note: this is the blurb i was talking about with bandmates!harry x y/n. remember to like and reblog because i crave validation. love ya <3

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“Are you going to propose soon?” Was the last question Harry expected to be uttered out of Y/N’s bright pink lips.

It was just another Sunday night, the couple trying to enjoy those last fleeting moments of weekend relaxation before Monday arrived with the usual burden and obligations of being working adults.

In little less than 12 hours, Y/N would be back to her 9-5 job being an assistant to a high-class executive of a finance company. Her boss had too much authority for being so irresponsible and more money than anyone would need in a lifetime. What a luxury it must be to have your dad pass down a company you didn’t know how to run down to you.

Her boss wasn’t a horrible person, he was quite respectful and kind when asking her to do tasks, he was just a very exploitative executive. He had learned from his father to be unbending and demanding.

Y/N’s work paid a good wage, enough for her to pay her bills and still have a bit left. She wasn’t one to buy luxuries, though, preferring to save money up so she could one day quit her 9-5. And then dedicate herself to the things she did every day after work: picked up her red electric guitar, adorned a black skirt that bordered on too short, and perform for (currently small) crowds of people who cheered her band on as they played.

There wasn’t anything Y/N loved quite as much as the rush of being on stage, the bass making the stage shake with each loud thrum, sticks clashing with plates of a drum and the velvet voice of an angel, Harry singing through the microphone and his eyes on her and her fingers moving over the fret of the guitar.

They played small clubs and rundown bars, getting payed a poor wage for the extrenous effort used to get four adults with full time jobs to align their schedules in order to rehearse. Sometimes all they got were free drinks, but they took what they could get and did it for the love of it.

That was how they got here, on Harry’s couch, his arm draped around her shoulders, and her head on his chest. They were watching Bluey, the way they did most nights they spent together. He would always roll his eyes when Y/N suggested it, pretending to hate it, but she knew it was his favorite show, and he always cried at the emotional episodes.

Their instruments lay forgotten on the table, his blue guitar next to her red one, as they’d spent most of the afternoon drinking beer and writing a new song.

It was a question that had been lingering in the back of Y/N’s mind, and she wasn’t quite sure why she chose that moment to blurt it out, but she did. “Are you going to propose soon?”

Harry’s gaze turned to her, eyebrows raised in light surprise, a small breath exhaled between his lips in a faint chuckle. “What?”

It was too late to take it back, so Y/N sat up and told him, “You’ve always talked about wanting to settle down and get married.” His features remained in small confusion. “We’ve been together for a while. Are you going to marry me?”

“Well, of course I’m going to marry you,” Harry said, like it were some scientific fact that everyone knew and was unchangeable. “You’re my forever, baby. I’ve written about a hundred songs about it.” His lips turned up in a smile. That smile he wore every time he told her he loved her, with a cocky and smug edge as if he were teasing her, laced with affection.

“I don’t mean we have to get married this instant, but I just, I guess we’ve never talked about if we were getting engaged or when and I-“

“Baby,” Harry cut off her nervous rambling, chuckling. He kissed her, soft lips with cracked edges from the cold and dry weather. “I already know what ring I’m going to buy. I’m just saving up for it.”

Y/N’s mind blanked for a moment. “You’re already thinking about rings?” Her lips parted in surprise.

Harry rolled his eyes. “Yes, silly girl. You’re not the only one thinking about marriage.” He smiled at her, reassuring her that he was just teasing. “In case you haven’t noticed yet, I’m hopelessly in love with you.”

“Oh,” Y/N said, still in shock. Here she was, getting all nervous and insecure about marriage and he had already been planning to propose. Her question now seemed a bit foolish. She looked up at him and said, “You know I don’t need some needlessly expensive ring, right? You could buy it on Aliexpress and I couldn’t care less.”

Harry looked at her with slight amusement. “Are you serious?”

“Yeah,” Y/N said with a small nod. “It’s stupid to spend money on a ring when it doesn’t make much of a difference.”

Harry sighed. “Baby, it’s not about the ring being expensive. It’s about the ring being a symbol for my devotion to you. And I want my devotion to be apparent in the beauty of it.” He tapped the finger on her left hand where the ring would lay. “No, I don’t have to spend money on an expensive ring. That’s why I’m not just getting a huge diamond. I’m getting something you’ll love.”

“But it’s expensive and it’s a waste of money on a simple ring-“

“Is it just a ring? Or is it a symbol of matrimony, of us being together forever?” Harry said gently, correcting her statement. “Not to mention you’re going to be wearing that ring every day ‘till you die.”

Y/N made a sound of contradiction. “Unless we get a divorce.”

Harry stared at her blankly for a few moments. He deadpanned, “Not funny.”

“Kinda funny,” Y/N said with a small smile.

She waited for Harry’s stern gaze to soften with adoration the way it always did. It only took a few moments for his composure to crumble and he leaned in close to her. His nose grazed against hers as he muttered quietly, “You’re going to be the death of me.”

The way he said it sounded like a declaration of love. Everything he said to her did. Because his love could never be called in to doubt. It shone through every word he uttered, every song he wrote, every thing he did.

His lips locked onto hers once again, the tension in his muscles melting away as if all he needed to feel complete was to be pressed against her. To have every inch of skin surrounding her, the taste of beer still on her tongue, and the scent of spring enveloping his senses.

“I’m going to marry you,” Harry uttered, an oath murmured against her lips before placing a hand on the back of her neck, pulling her close once again.

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emmyrosee · 6 months

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Every morning was a pleasant routine.

Rintaro would get up, press a sweet, light kiss to your head before heading out for a run- then, he’d come back just in time for you and Kaiya to be up and making breakfast for him while he showers.

Then, he’d change, have a small bite for breakfast, watch one episode of whatever show was on with his baby while he brushed her hair, then kiss her goodbye and allow you to drown him in your own share of goodbye kisses before he heads off to work.

But today, he just. Skipped it. Instead of getting up for a run, he whines and buries himself in the pillows for a bit more sleep. Instead of showering, he throws on clean enough clothes and deodorant while you’re struggling to prepare a semi-sufficient breakfast for your husband as he scrambles to get all his practice gear ready. He packs Akito's lunch and sends him off to school with a ruffle of his hair, while a toothbrush is jammed down his throat.

Kaiya watches, confused, as you smear apple jam over a piece of toast and pour him a cup of coffee, knowing he’d have to take it in the car in any chance to make it in on time. The child merely makes her way into the living room to wait for her father to come watch Bluey as he did every morning.

“Got your phone? Water? Protein bar? Lunch- Rin do not forget your lunch again- change of socks?” All of your asking gets a hurried, quickly glanced “yes” or “got it” from Rin. He stuffs the toast into his mouth and plants a half-successful kiss to your cheek in order to head out. “Love you girls!”

“Love you too!” You call back, watching him make his way out of the house, struggling slightly with the disorganized bag.

“Mommy?” Kaiya whimpers, her cheeks stained with strawberry juice. “Where daddy going?”

You crouch down to your little girls height, wondering if she just forgot that he left everyday, or whatever the case may be, “well… he’s going to work, baby, he’ll be back soon!”

“Daddy’s gone?”

“Yeah baby… we can get lunch with him later if you would like to-“

“No!” She cries, her wide, green eyes filling with tears. Your heart sinks, you really don’t know what the problem is, and that sadness only grows when Kaiya, in all her four year old energy can muster, runs to the large living room window that looks out to the driveway, her tiny fists banging on the glass. “Daddyyyyy!” She wails, her cries becoming more frantic.

“Kaiya, it’s okay! Daddy will be home later-“

“Daddyyyyyy!”

Instinctively, you bring your hands up to try and cover up your ears from the scream of your baby, shocked at the volume and distress of her shrieks.

Suddenly, she runs from the window to the front door, and your heart absolutely jumps in your throat, fearing she’s going to try and book it about the front door to follow her dad.

When you make a move to chase her, you let out a relieved breath to see her clutched in the arms of her Rintaro, her tiny face buried in his neck and his, in her hair. Little sniffles and whimpers slip from her tiny face, interwoven with small little “I’m sorry, princess,” falling from Rin’s lips.

“She had a meltdown when you left, Rin,” you explain, leaning against the wall in exhaustion from the already hectic morning. Your hands scrub your face to relieve the fatigue, but you freeze and almost smack yourself when Kaiya finally peeps up.

“I-it’s ‘cause you didn’t say goodbye t'me,” she whimpers, and Rintaro squeezes her impossibly closer, his eyes screwing shut to fight his own shame. Neither of you even processed that, it was so crazy that a simple ‘love you!’ was sufficient enough to quell your need for his affection, but both of you clearly forgot about your daughter’s needs.

“I know, Angel, I’m so sorry,” he says softly, placing a sweet kiss on her temple. “Daddy was too busy this morning huh? Needs to make sure he takes care of his favorite girls?” His eyes flick to you before he opens one of his arms for you to come into for a hug.

His embrace is tempting, but you sigh softly, “Rin, you’ll be late-“

“‘M already late,” he chuckles, shaking his head. “But I’m almost halfway tempted to call in sick and spend the day here, so I’d get in this hug if I were you.”

In truth, you’d be lying if you said you weren’t about to take him up on that offer, spend the day with the two loves of your life with a nice hot breakfast, maybe a couple of Disney movies and a walk in the park, but it wouldn’t be right; not when Rin already works so hard to be able to provide you with that life while he’s busy playing or even out of the country.

Regardless, you slip to your knees and crawl into Rin’s other side, your hand wrapping around his broad shoulders so your fingers can tangle in his soft hair, which he happily leans into.

He plants a kiss to your head before nuzzling his nose against Kaiya’s own dark hair, “I didn’t mean to hurt your feelings, baby. I’ll be better next time."

“You better,” she whimpers. You and Rin look at each other and chuckle, none of you daring to leave the hug.

If anything, you squeeze tighter, not ready to let the world interrupt yet.

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