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Hamilton bootleg thoughts

It’s hilarious that some anti-bootleg people are saying “I’m not privileged! I’m just saving money to go! And I’ll still have to drive, like, 4 hours!!”
oh no…. how terrible it must be….. four hours….. and here I am, continents away, thinking I was so unfortunate….. oh you have opened my eyes…… 

smh there isn’t even a confirmation that it’s gonna be filmed, just an old article from last year that said it might be filmed: 

“I said we WANT to film the show with this cast before the year is out. That’s all I said. There are no plans for anything yet.”— Lin-Manuel Miranda (@Lin_Manuel) October 5, 2015

come on guys. stop telling us to wait for something that probably isn’t even going to happen. you can guilt-trip me into buying tickets (and I will, with pleasure) when they tour in Armenia. thanks.


Mizuki Himeji Wallpapers

suitsofarmor  asked:

           hands scrape weakly at his shoulders, staggered and heated breaths filling the air between as his mouth moves from her lips to jaw and throat, teeth lightly nipping at sensitive skin in between hot, open mouthed kisses. a whimper rises in her throat, a nonverbal plea. for what, she is not entirely sure. the feel of him is intoxicating, even though there remains a rational portion of her mind that points out the various different flaws in their arrangement together.               elijah we shouldn’t.               not much in the way of protestation as fingers work to undo the knot of his tie, to rid them both of the variety of obstacles that stand in the way of what she wants. and damon near always obtains what she wants.

@suitsofarmor // send in a for a random kiss. ( 5. a neck kiss )

A colored version, sure, why not. 

Bye Tumblr. Hiryuu’ing out again, the heavens call me back (as in, I’m taking a trip home for a few weeks). Might pop in sporadically, but my time will be monopolized by friends and family. 

But fear not, I shall make a return for 108. 

Man, you played me like a fool; said you were my shoulder to cry on, someone I could come to at three in the morning with drama and sadness and anything on my mind. But it was a ruse. I should’ve seen through the mask you wore and the shining armor you flaunted; should’ve seen that all you wanted to do was use me like a pair of glasses. But you should’ve gotten mirrors instead, because you can’t see past anyone but yourself.
—  (via fraagmented)

“Paige, wait.” 

Walter ran up to his liaison and firmly grabbed her wrist. “Don’t go… Don’t go out with him.” 

Paige gazed into Walter’s eyes as she slowly took another step towards him. “Why, Walter? He’s a nice guy who likes me and wants to date me. Why should I listen to you?” 

It was now or never. 

“Because,” he slid his palm to her hand and wrapped his fingers around hers gently, “I love you.” 

Paige hitched her breath as his response pierced her heart and swallowed thickly. “But you don’t believe in love.” 

Walter pursed his lips and inhaled a deep breath. “I didn’t, but…,” he squared himself in front of her and carefully cupped her face as he leaned in to kiss her softly kiss her forehead. Then, he whispered ever so quietly, “That was before I met you.” 

Paige found herself stringing her arms over Walter’s shoulders before she pushed up on her toes and pressed a chaste kiss to his lips. “Walter?” She pulled away slightly and gazed into his deep brown eyes as her fingers threaded through his thick curls. 


Paige smiled and leaned in for another sweet kiss as his arms slithered around her. She tilted her head back and shared a knowing glance with him before grazing her lips against his jaw, whispering, “I love you too.”