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i’ve been wanting to do FE x animal crossing for years and it has happened at last dkjfldf

also have some variants!


get to know me meme [2/15 favorite musicals]

HAMILTON  → I imagine death so much it feels more like a memory, when’s it gonna get me? In my sleep? Seven feet ahead of me? If I see it comin’, do I run or do I let it be? Is it like a beat without a melody? See, I never thought I’d live past twenty, where I come from some get half as many. Ask anybody why we livin’ fast and we laugh, reach for a flask. We have to make this moment last, that’s plenty. Scratch that, this is not a moment, it’s the movement. Where all the hungriest brothers with something to prove went? Foes oppose us, we take an honest stand. We roll like Moses, claimin’ our promised land. And? If we win our independence? Is that a guarantee of freedom for our descendants? Or will the blood we shed begin an endless cycle of vengeance and death with no defendants?I know the action in the street is excitin’ but Jesus, between all the bleedin’ ‘n fightin’ I’ve been readin’ ‘n writin’. We need to handle our financial situation. Are we a nation of states? What’s the state of our nation? I’m past patiently waitin’. I’m passionately smashin’ every expectation. Every action’s an act of creation! I’m laughin’ in the face of casualties and sorrow. For the first time, I’m thinkin’ past tomorrow!


jiyong and his precious laugh (●´□`)♡


Who is in  c o n t r o l?

That time of the year ey Sansy?

the Batfam and Hamilton lyrics

Dick Grayson:  Let me tell you what I wish I’d known // When I was young and dreamed of glory: // You have no control: // Who lives, who dies, who tells your story 

 Jason Todd: I imagine death so much it feels more like a memory // Is this where it gets me, on my feet, sev’ral feet ahead of me? // I see it coming, do I run or fire my gun or let it be? 

 Tim Drake: Death doesn’t discriminate // Between the sinners And the saints // It takes and it takes and it takes // And we keep living anyway // We rise and we fall // And we break // And we make our mistakes // And if there’s a reason I’m still alive // When everyone who loves me has died // I’m willing to wait for it 

 Stephanie Brown: Ev’ry day you fight like you’re // Running out of time like you’re // Running out of time // Are you running out of time?

Damian Wayne: My grandfather was a fire and brimstone preacher // But there are things that the // Homilies and hymns won’t teach ya // My mother was a genius // My father commanded respect // When they died they left no instructions // Just a legacy to protect. 

 Bruce Wayne: There are moments that the words don’t reach // There is suffering too terrible to name // You hold your child as tight as you can // And push away the unimaginable // The moments when you’re in so deep It feels easier to just swim down 

 Barbara Gordon: I prob’ly shouldn’t brag, but dag, I amaze and astonish // The problem is I got a lot of brains but no polish // I gotta holler just to be heard // With every word, I drop knowledge! 

 Cassandra Cain: I am the one thing in life I can control // I am inimitable I am an original // I’m not falling behind or running late // I’m not standing still I am lying in wait 

 Duke Thomas: I’ll keep all my plans // Close to my chest // I’ll wait here and see // Which way the wind // Will blow // I’m taking my time

I’m yet to come across something that can make you feel worse than the destruction of love can. That whole heartened, chest sinking feeling stuck around like a bad smell. It just lingered on and on until I couldn’t remember what it was like to feel normal. To feel okay. But then suddenly, the days don’t drag on anymore and somehow I was wishing for more hours and not less. My feet didn’t feel like leaden weights and with each step I took, I felt like running now. Not running the way that I wanted to before, to clear my mind of all the horrible thoughts that I had. This time I was running towards something and it was bright.
great comet songs summarized by hamilton quotes
  • prologue: we have a war to fight, let's move along.
  • pierre: meanwhile in all the bleedin' and fightin', i've been readin' and writin'
  • moscow: and we just happen to be in the greatest city in the world!
  • the private and intimate life of the house: you'll be back. soon you'll see. you'll remember you belong to me.
  • natasha & bolkonskys: here's an itemized list of thirty years of disagreements! sweet jesus!
  • no one else: look into your eyes, and the sky's the limit, i'm helpless! down for the count, and i'm drowning in 'em.
  • the opera: i have never been the type to try and grab the spotlight. we were at a revel with some revels on a hot night.
  • natasha & anatole: trying to catch your eyes from the side of the ballroom.
  • natasha lost: how could i dO this?
  • the duel (part one): no more sex, pour me another brew, son!
  • the duel (part two): can we agree that duels are dumb and immature? sure, but your man has to answer for his words.
  • dust and ashes: i imagine death so much, it feels more like a memory. is this where it gets me? on my feet, several feet ahead of me? if i see it coming, do i run, or fire my gun, or let it be? there is no beat, no melody.
  • sunday morning: i take the children to church on sundays, the sign of the cross at the door.
  • charming: i'm so sorry to bother you at home, but i don't know where to go, and i came here all alone.
  • the ball: lord, show me how to say no to this, i don't know how to say no to this. in my mind i'm trying to go, then her (his) mouth is on mine, and i don't say no!
  • letters: why do you write like you're running out of time?
  • sonya & natasha: be careful with that one, love, he will do what it takes to survive.
  • sonya alone: i know my sister like i know my own mind, you will never find anyone as trusting or as kind. i love my sister more than anything in this life, i will choose her happiness over mine, every time.
  • preparations: rumors only grow, and we both know what we know.
  • balaga: no one has more resilience, or matches my practical, tactical brilliance!
  • the abduction: one last time, relax, have a drink with me. one last time, let's take a break tonight, and i'll teach you how to say goodbye.
  • in my house: most of them in my own house. DAMN! you ever see somebody ruin their own life?
  • a call to pierre: *jefferson voice* whaaaaaaaaaaaaat
  • find anatole: i'm not here for you.
  • pierre & anatole: congratulations. you have invented a new kind of stupid. a damage you can never undo kind of stupid. an open all the cages in the zoo kind of stupid. truly, you didn't think this through, KIND OF STUPID.
  • natasha very ill: i'm erasing myself from the narrative. you have torn it all apart, i'm watching it burn.
  • pierre & andrey: don't lecture ME about the war, you didn't fight in it! i almost died in a trench, while you were off getting high with the french!
  • pierre & natasha: if you see him in the street, walking by her side, talking by her side, have pity. they are going through the unimaginable.
  • the great comet of 1812: let me tell you what i wish i'd known, when i was young and dreamed of glory.
I imagine death so much it feels more like a memory
This is where it gets me: on my feet
The enemy ahead of me
If this is the end of me, at least I have a friend with me
Weapon in my hand, a command, and my men with me
Then I remember my Eliza’s expecting me…
Not only that, my Eliza’s expecting
We gotta go, gotta get the job done
Gotta start a new nation, gotta meet my son!
—  LMM

what she says: i’m fine

what she means: i imagine death so much it feels more like a memory. is this where it gets me? on my feet, several feet ahead of me. i see it coming, do i run or fire my gun or let it be? there is no beat, no melody. burr, my best friend, my enemy, maybe the last face i ever see. if i throw away my shot, is this how you’ll remember me? what if this bullet is my legacy– legacy. what is a legacy? it is planting seeds in a garden you’ll never get to see. i wrote some notes at the beginning of a song someone will sing for me, america, you great unfinished symphony! you sent for me. you let me make a difference, a place where even orphan immigrants can leave their fingerprints and rise up! i’m running out of time, in running and my time’s up! wise up! eyes up. i catch a glimpse of the other side. laurens leads a soldiers’ chorus on the other side. my son is on the other side! he’s with my mother on the other side! washington is watching from the other side! teach me how to say goodbye! rise up, rise up, rise up, eliza…! my love take your time… i’ll see you on the other side… raise a glass to freedom…….