"undoing This Character's Death Would Take Away His Sacrifice And Character Arc" Girl I Don't Give A

I need a new tattoo, an orgasm, and a good nights sleep.

Before I saw this trailer I had actually no idea what The Summer Hikaru Died was about. I knew people had been talking about how it was really well-written, I knew it had queer rep, and purely based on the title I suspected it might be a tragedy. I didn't expect the quiet horror laying the foundation for a really compelling (terrifying?) romance.

Y'all, I am beyond excited for this series now. The sound design, the animation style, the fact that there are so few anime titles that are true horror. If the whole series adaptation is as well-done as the trailer looks this is going to be one to remember.

The Three Crows

There’s a cafe on campus that comes and goes called The Three Crows.  For those wanting a casual visit, it can be found in the spring when the hydrangeas bloom, on new moons, and the first sunny day after it rains.  For those wishing adventures of a more exotic variety, it can be found on clear nights with a full moon when you hear the distant sounds of hounds baying.   As you enter, you will be greeted by the sweet smell of cider and the spice of whiskey all comfortably wrapped within the warmth of coffee. The Dropkick Murphy’s always play in the background, and flowers grow from the walls and sometimes that odd table or chair.

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Introductions & Housekeeping

Written by Franz Kafka & Sylvia Plath

Foreword by Fyodor Dostoevsky

"If you see Oscar Wilde, tell him that I love him"

INTRO:

Hi ✨️ I’m Savannah, I'm a full time PhD candidate. I read a lot of books and I write on occasion 😅

ABOUT:

● Born: 1997

● Pronouns: they/them

● Non-binary (femme lite)

● Disaster bi

● BPD & AUDHD

● Dachshund Mom/Cat Lady

● Anemic AF

● Aesthetically Catholic

● Eclectic Witch

● On again, off again vegan

LIKES & INTERESTS:

● Reading & Writing

● Journaling

● Anime & Manga, Webtoons & Manhwa

● Asian dramas (Kdramas, Jdramas, Cdramas)

● Crochet & knitting

● Podcasts

FEEL FREE TO DROP ME AN ASK OR DM IF YOU HAVE ANY QUESTIONS OR JUST WANT TO CHAT 😆 I LOVE CONNECTING WITH KINDRED SPIRITS ✨️

’Why don’t you ever take your feelings into account?’

Because Jindal is an eldest daughter, bro, and we don’t do that.

advice for seaside towns

bonfires might seem like a good choice, but only when you’re not alone. even though you never truly are, fires only work if you can see who’s close to you.

don’t let your brain be numbed by the constant sound of the waves. every little hitch in its rhythm is important for your orientation and safety.

that was not a seaweed that touched your foot, but if you jump, they will be offended. it’s just their way of playing with visitors. so remain calm, they will not harm you.

if you’re sleeping in a lighthouse, always lock the door to your room, specially if it is on the top floor, next to the actual light. that way it’s harder to accidentally pass through dimensions.

never ignore your gut. if you’re exiting a lighthouse or an abandoned house/ building and your stomach feels like it’s dropping to the ground, go in again, whisk in and out the door three times, then get away as quickly as possible.

german shepherds and labradors are two good breeds of dog to have, they can scare it off. the sea doesn’t like loud sounds.

never dig around too much on a natural beach. if no human comes to clean the mess afterwards, someone else will and you don’t want to see them.

if you ever find yourself alone and feeling observed, sing. sing real loud to let the waves know you’re aware they’re there. sing until you reach civilization. no person will think you crazy, they will think you lucky - if they get to see you.

saiino prom date or smthing~~~

my uncle killed my father and married with my mother and now i must *remembers that suicide jokes do nothing for my mental health and wellbeing* put on a play

Awaken~

Imagine an AU where everyone saw in black & white until they met their soulmate, then they saw colors for the first time.

Cue Dazai being kicked into a wall & upon opening his eyes the first colors he sees are within flaming red hair & piercing bright blue eyes. A green jacket hugging the kids figure as his foot remains planted on Dazai’s chest.

Chuuya sees stark white bandages across one eye and beneath an ill fitting white dress shirt. Dark chocolate colored locks. One honey brown iris with flecks of maroon shining in the sunlight. A black coat lying beneath him.

They both freeze for a moment, staring intently at each other, eyes blowing wide at colors they've never seen before.

Then they make eye contact, holding it for one beat, then two.

Then slowly it dawns on them what this means and, of course, their expressions move from awe to irritation. They bicker immediately, neither of them willing to give into fate.

Chuuya scoffs. "Oh fuck no, no way my *soulmate* is some shitty kid from the fucking mafia."

"How eloquent. As if such a tiny, brutish *slug* could ever be *my* soulmate." Dazai mocks in return.

Bonus points if the colors fade when they’re not together, until they accept they’re soulmates that is.