Bold all the lyrics that apply to your muse~ Italicize the “conditional” ones.
|| Nothing with kings, nothing with crowns! || Bring on the lovers, liars and clowns! || Tragedy tomorrow, comedy tonight! || A man should have the rights that all others have || You’re a vegetable unless you’re free. || You try to speak with passion, and squeak~ || I pine, I blush, I squeak, I squawk, today I woke too weak to walk. || All I am is lovely…Lovely is the one thing I can do. || I’m calm, I’m calm, I’m perfectly calm, I’m utterly under control. || I cannot be delayed: there are lands to conquer, cities to loot and peoples to degrade! || I, in war the most admired, in wit the most inspired, in love the most desired, in dress the best displayed– || I am a parade! || Assailed by doubts and fear so great, the gods themselves would weep. || Live alone and like it. || On your own with only you to concern yourself–doesn’t mean you’re lonely, just that you’re free. || If you insist the challenge delights me, the more you resist the more it excites me || No one I’ve kissed ever fights me again || Nothing’s better than more, more, more…except all, all, all || 1 is fun, why not 2? And if you like 2 you might as well have 4 and if you like 4, why not a few, why not a slew more? || Never settle for something less. || Gotta fill your cupboard, remember Mother Hubbard! || Maybe it shows and she’s had clues, which she chose to ignore. || Bye-bye blues, so long adversity; happiness: Hello! || Back in business, and ain’t it grand? || Yesterday disaster waited around the bend, well, my friend, Spring is here. || You take one road, you try one door, there isn’t time for any more. || The yearnings fade, the longings die, you learn to bid them all goodbye. || First you’re another sloe-eyed vamp, then someone’s mother, then you’re “camp.” || Good times and bum times, I’ve seen it all and I’m still here. || Reefers and vino, rest cures, religion and pills, and I’m here. || Who’s that wo/man that’s joking, but choking back tears? || The kind of love that she couldn’t make fun of, she’d have none of! || Too many mornings, waking and pretending I reach for you… || Was it always real, did I always love you this much? || Sometimes I stand in the middle of the floor, not going left, not going right. || You said you loved me, or were you just being kind? || Never judge a lady by her lover–it isn’t a reliable guide! || She was smart, tart, dry as a martini. || Sometimes when the wrappings fall there’s nothing underneath at all. || What’s the point of shovin’ your way to the top? || When the wind is blowing, that’s the time to smile. || When the rent is owing, never lose your style. || You’re sorry-grateful, regretful-happy. || You impersonate a person better than a zombie should! || They meet at parties through the friends of friends who they never know. || What’s a wedding? It’s a prehistoric ritual where everybody promises fidelity forever, which is maybe the most horrifying word I ever heard of– || You can be my best friend, I can be your right arm. || Throw a lonely dog a bone, it’s still a bone. || And here’s to the girls who just watch—Aren’t they the best? || Another chance to disapprove, another brilliant zinger, another reason not to move, another vodka stinger! || Look into their eyes, and you’ll see what they know: Everybody dies. || Somebody, sit in my chair and ruin my sleep and make me aware of being alive! || Mock me with praise, let me be used, vary my days… || Alone is alone, not alive! || Somebody crowd me with love, somebody force me to care || I’ll always be there as frightened as you to help us survive || Nice is different than good. || This is the world I meant, couldn’t you listen?? || Any path–so many worth exploring, just one would be so boring. || Everyone tells tiny lies, what’s important, really is, the size. || The world is dark and wild. || It’s fun to deceive when you know you can leave. || The one thing you want is a thing that you’ve not even seen. || The farther you run, the more you feel undefined. || We disappoint, we leave a mess, we die but we don’t… || No more curses you can’t undo, left by fathers you never knew. || While we’re seeing our side, maybe we forgot someone is on *their* side. || You decide what’s right you decide what’s good. || Nothing’s all black, but then nothing’s all white. || Don’t slip away and I won’t hold so tight. ||
Pages are Right to Left; I wanted?!? to tackle the subject of why Aizawa and All Might didn’t “get along” at a later point in BnHA, and went along with the idea that it’s because Toshinori/All Might was Aizawa’s first “crush”/love and even as it was unrequited in the past, Toshinori never learned to depend on Aizawa which caused a deep frustration to be created.
All Might’s younger design, I did stick with the deep-set shaded eyes still because I thought it would be cool if he wasn’t completely conventionally attracted/still had some appearance quirks.
1. he’s going to hold you and tell you that you’re the prettiest girl he’s ever met. you might or might not believe him.
2. he’s going to call you late at night and you’re going to laugh and say “why are you calling me so late?” and he’ll respond with “because i just wanted to hear your voice one last time before i fell asleep.” and you might or might not just end up aching a little inside.
3. he’s going to listen to you cry and complain about how your best friends broke your heart and once you’re done, he’s going to still be there and tell you that you’re so strong for talking about it.
4. he’s going to whisper things into your ear like, “you’re so beautiful, god you’re so beautiful.” over and over again when he thinks you’re asleep and maybe you are and you’ll feel those words in your dream but if you’re awake, i swear you’ll smile and respond with “i think you’re beautiful too,” even if he doesn’t end up hearing it.
5. he’s going to tell you he loves you and that he loves you, he loves you, he loves you especially when you’re laughing and can’t seem to stop and he’s going to tell you that even when you’re clinging at your skin, wishing you were anywhere but here.
and you’re going to believe him.
you know why? because you love him too.