me flirting
You can’t just whip out your cock at somebody man
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DO YOU EVER JUST REMEMBER HOW MUCH YOU LOVE HARRY POTTER LIKE OUT OF NOWHERE THESE FEELINGS SWOOP IN AND PUNCH YOU IN THE HEART
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i am reminded that english is a flawed language every time I am forced to use “that that” in a sentence
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[excerpts from nezumi + inukashi versus shion + safu: cooking battle] - [no. 6 drama cd 06]
Shion: Thank you…Nezumi…
Nezumi: …For what?
Shion: If I’d never met you…I…would’ve just matured into an adult who had no idea how to prep a lobster. With your help, I’ve realised I’ll be able…to prep a lobster on my own. And I’m proud to have learned that.
Nezumi: …Right. You’re kinda making a big deal out of this…
Shion: I’m glad I met you.
Nezumi: Shion…
Shion: Nezumi…
Nezumi: Shion…!
Shion: Nezumi…!
Both: ~The wind carries off the soul~
Safu: HOLD IT RIGHT THERE!!-
Nezumi: Now then; with this lobster, our Macbeth soup will be perfect…! Nngh!
Inukashi: What’s wrong Nezumi?!
Nezumi: I cut my arm on one of the lobster’s pincers! I can’t believe I did that…
Safu: This is bad; you’re bleeding!
Nezumi: No, it’s not a deep wound; I’ll be fine.
Shion: …Give me that lobster…Nezumi.
Nezumi: …Eh?
Inukashi: What’s wrong Shion?
Safu: He seems a little…
Shion: Give it to me, NOW!
Nezumi: …Sure…here.
Shion: You damned lobster… How dare you… HOW DARE YOU CUT NEZUMI’S ARM-!! I’LL TEAR YOU APART, YOU BASTARD OF AN OVERSIZED CRAWFISH! I’LL DESTROY THIS LOBSTER! YOU…YOU…!!
Nezumi: Shion! That’s my job!
Shion: LET ME GO NEZUMI! I’LL NEVER FORGIVE THIS LOBSTER! THIS…THIS…!! -
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if you ever think mythology is boring or serious business or whatever shit
just remember that cerberus, the hell-hound and guard dog of the underworld, comes from the root indo-european word ḱerberos, which evolved into the greek word kerberos, which got changed to cerberus when it went from greek to latin
ḱerberos means “spotted”
that’s right
hades, lord of the dead, literally fucking named his pet dog spot
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And that’s the most frustrating thing about depression. It isn’t always something you can fight back against with hope. It isn’t even something — it’s nothing. And you can’t combat nothing. You can’t fill it up. You can’t cover it. It’s just there, pulling the meaning out of everything. That being the case, all the hopeful, proactive solutions start to sound completely insane in contrast to the scope of the problem.
It would be like having a bunch of dead fish, but no one around you will acknowledge that the fish are dead. Instead, they offer to help you look for the fish or try to help you figure out why they disappeared.
(x)You know when you read something that’s so accurate that you don’t know how to words?
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