Dear Isak. Right now I’m sitting where we met for the first time and I’m thinking about you. It’s almost 21:21. I want to tell you a thousand things. I’m sorry for scaring you. I’m sorry for hurting you. I’m sorry for not telling you I’m bipolar. I was scared of losing you. I had forgotten that it’s not possible to lose anyone, that all humans are alone anyways. In another place in the universe we’re together in infinite time, remember that.Love you. Even
I am not a good man. And I’m not a bad man. I am not a hero. And I’m definitely not a president. And, no, I’m not an officer. Do you know what I am? I am an idiot with a box and a screwdriver. Passing through, helping out, learning. I don’t need an army, I never have, because I’ve got them. Always them. Because love, it’s not an emotion. Love is a promise.
A: Honestly, after everything that’s happened the past few months, I could use a vacation. K: Let’s do it. Let’s go on a vacation, just the two of us, anywhere you want. A: Really? Okay. I’ve always wanted to see what the Spirit World’s like. K:Sounds perfect.
Happy Two Year Anniversary, Korrasami fandom! (Dec 19th) °˖ ✧◝(○ ヮ ○)◜✧˖ °
Next year in 8-parts; HBO, BBC One, and Happy Valley’s Sally Wainwright will start filming a show based on “the first modern lesbian” aka Anne Lister. Based on her lifelong (all 4 million words of it) diary in which she wrote about dating, falling in love with women and actually marrying one!
Lister, not only a landowner in the 19th-century when women were little more than property, but was an avid traveler, and outdoors person who enjoyed wearing masculine clothes. She was a learned scholar with practical know how for business. Basically, I could not be more excited for this show to air!
“We’ve always made a conscious decision to have Lukas express his emotions through silent gestures, be it through giving Philip a Polaroid camera, walking out on a motorcross sponsorship and giving Helen the gun, or finally by kissing Philip openly in front of people who know them. That says ‘I love you’ louder than any words ever could.”
Prompt: If you’re still taking request can I ask for a daveed x reader? Where Daveed loses his voice after a show and the reader had to take care of him? Thank you, I appreciate it.
A/N: so it’s been like 20 years since I posted an imagine? I’m sorry my loves, I hope you all forgive me and enjoy this!! xoxox
T/W: having a cold?
You pulled your coat closer around your
body as you stepped outside into the winter snow, rushing to hail a taxi to
take you to your workplace. You had been off of work and on holiday for a week,
and were excited to get back to your job.
You were a dresser for a few of the cast
members in the musical Hamilton, a job that doesn’t sound all that amazing but
filled you with immense happiness. Being that close to the buzzing energy of an
acclaimed theatre show made you tingle with excitement every night – and it
didn’t hurt that virtually every cast member was incredibly amazing to both
hang out with and to look at. You never understood how they could sustain
enough energy for a two-hour show, let alone doing it eight times a week.
Nonetheless, every member made you feel apart of the Hamilton family.
You jumped out of the taxi as it pulled up
to the Richard Rogers theatre, thanking the driver and giving him some cash
before hurrying into the heated venue. You looked up as you heard someone laugh
at you shaking small bits of snow out of your hair.
“Good afternoon, Y/N. Snowing outside?”
“Very observant of you, Lin,” you smiled
back, giving him a hug hello and answering all his questions about your holiday,
before making your way to the boys’ dressing room to help them get ready for
the first show of a two-show day.
You said a few more hellos on your way down
the hall, slowing down as you neared Oak, Anthony, and Daveed’s communal
dressing room to catch the end of their conversation.