Fyodor Dostoyevsky "The Brothers Karamazov"

Mingi & Plushies = UWU

Lets cry together over this cutie

"1967, New York, 42nd Street. A walk with Pasolini. I filmed him on silent 16 mm film and then we talked into a microphone elsewhere."

Pier Paolo Pasolini - Agnès Varda - New York - 1967

How can Junnie be so beautiful??

He seriously leaves me breathless everytime 🥰

(My biaslist is changing radically right now☠)

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Me when seeing Junhui

(Not kidding though)

Reblog if it is ok if random people can message you to make some friends over here

Virginia Woolf, from a letter to Violet Dickinson written c. July 1907. featured in Selected Letters

Jeno, you're not supposed to grow up!

#protectourbabydreamies

Mark as a visual. That's it. That's the post

I'm not even joking anymore.... ilhsm

JJK MANGA SPOILERS AHEAD!!!

It seems to me that Gege Akutami is plotting how to make us go feral. I was so exited to read the newest chapter and *bam* anxiety entered the chat. I didn't expect anything less, having read the whole manga and making some thoughts here and there. The thing now is...who will be falling into the trap? I kind of think that it's Megumi but I'm not sure. You cannot trust anyone these days, right? I don't trust the girl Megumi is with. She seems too sly.

Do you know what I really want to know though? WHERE IS INO TAKUMA, guys, and does he know what happened to Nanami??? There are many more questions though. Is Nobara alive? What are the villains planning? Will Gojo ever get released? Will Itadori live? What will Maki do? What is Yuuta's role and where is Inumaki??

Another thing is that I really want to see Itadori smile again...I genuinely missed his smile and I don't think that it'll be returned soon🤧 The culling games came really unexpectedly and I couldn't even recover from the shibuya arc...

Adonis, tr. by Khaled Mattawa, Selected Poems

I love the moon because it resembles you

Fushiguro Megumi x jujutsu student!reader

Synopsis: reader comforts Megumi after Shibuya arc and the culling game

Warnings: manga spoilers❗Angst to fluff 💫 I might have some grammatical mistakes because english isn't my first language

The moon looks unusual tonight. I sometimes wonder if it's on our side or a cursed spirit's work. What if the moon was formed by hatred and doesn't stand for anything we think about when looking at it? I miss the moon when it's away and want the stars to comb my hair and reassure me that the world's okay...even though deep down I acknowledge that it isn't.

Nothing will ever be the same after that halloween night in Shibuya. We've lost so much and even a part of ourselves. Sensei is sealed, Nanami is dead just like Naobito Zen'in. Itadori is on the run, Yuuta- san is searching for him and Inumaki-senpai is down bad...let's not mention Nobara now.

Oh Gumi I miss you so much. You're trying to survive and have so much on your shoulders. You're the leader of your clan which I know you despise. You've lost your one and only father figure and your friends are scattered around the universe. I am sitting next to you but cannot say a word. You look so peaceful but you're not who I knew before. The same hand is wrapped around my waist and the same head with spiky hair is resting on mine but you look at the world with different eyes and talk to us as if you let us down. I wouldn't change a thing about you. Tonight it's just you, me and the moon.

"Say it.", he murmurs while closing his eyes and takes a deep breath. What a fool am I to think that he doesn't know me better than I know myself? We sat on a staircase so close to one another that I could hear his heart beat and breath tickling my ears.

"I was just thinking how we got here. I know you don't enjoy hearing it but I worry about you a lot Gumi. You carry the biggest burden and try to save everyone. You're a good person Gumi, better then most but you need to stop limiting yourself by thinking that you're not. I love you a lot and I cannot stand seeing you look at the moon like that because you don't want to burden me with your talk."

I know that he wants the truth. That's why I didn't hesitate to tell him everything I thought of. Megumi is hiding and succeeds in letting others think that he's an emo guy with no perception of any feeling. But that's no who he is. He saved Itadori, he saved people at Shibuya and still he thinks that it's not enough.

"Tsumiki is still not safe. I will not rest until the game is set and done. I need to find Itadori and get her out -"

That's when I turned around and held his cheeks, caressing them with my fingertips.

"Not without me. You're not getting rid of me that easily Mr. Grumpy."

" I'll agree to that- ow, don't hit me"

The sound of giggles filled the air. Seeing him smile took everything in me not to kiss him.

He was my idiot, hot-headed loverboy.He was the one that assembled his shikigamis when we were lost. The one getting injured for me not to get hurt. He was the one who got shy after asking me out and needed the help of Nobara and Yuuji to prepare everything cause he didn't have a clue how love works out

" We will make it and then we'll leave this place. I promise you that. I don't want to think about the end or how it will end. I'm not the most optimistic person in the world. But whatever it is we'll get through it together. I will hold your hand and you'll hold mine, right?"

To hear such words from him was unusual. His blue eyes correlated with the moon and a beautiful shade appeared before me. I wanted to talk to him about the moon but it was late and I didn't want to ruin the moment. I hummed to him and hugged him tightly. He did the same and kissed the top of my head so softly that I almost didn't feel the tingle. I felt the moon wink at us. That's when I knew that I loved the moon so much because it resembled him. It couldn't have been bad. His eyes turn soft once again. They are not foreign but a friend singing I love you, I love you, I love you. (If you get this reference we're friends now)

" Wanna head inside. It's cold and Maki-senpai will be searching for us.", he said.

I nodded and squeezed his hand once again. I am here. You're not alone...because just like the moon has the stars, you have me by your side on all those countless dark nights of march.

I turn around and bid the moon a farewell. He turns around and the tips of his lips rise. The three of us were one.

You

me

and the moon alone

are the ones that are going to defy the world's evil.

Thanks for reading everyone! I'd be glad to get some feedback because writing is something I'm passionate with and would love to improve. Have a nice day💫