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im still pretty annoyed

someone on the tag had the nerve to suggest that Minako was a warning about where Victor might up and let me tell you, kids, Victor starts the series with

  • a career he’s not sure about any more
  • an empty, beautiful apartment
  • a senior dog

whereas Minako starts out with

  • a successful career she retired from with multiple awards
    • not just any awards, but the basic equivalent of Victor’s medals
  • a career teaching the next generation of her passion
  • both a ballet studio and another business which is not cheap to maintain
  • an adopted family with the Katsukis
    • to whom she’s so close that she has practically coraised their kids with them
  • enough money to travel and support her student, who is making a mark in a related field with the skills she taught him
  • the respect of the people she loves and her community

so honestly

Victor should be so lucky as to end up like Minako??????

A Secret Door

Is there some deeper hidden meaning
I somehow sense there’s something more

An answer to life’s unfathomable mysteries
somewhere there must exist a secret door

A seldom used path leading closer to God
how or to whom will the way be shown

Never to be touched or felt by the senses
and yet I still must believe it can be known

Hiding before the blind eyes of the world
each ever grasping and struggling for gain

Clawing and scratching to accomplish nothing
attached to possessions, addicted to pain

I will seek in silence a secret door leading to
the abode of love lying just beyond our fear

For my heart still remembers finding it once
hiding closer than close and nearer than near

[LYRICS] (ENG TRANS) Whalien 52

in the center of this wide sea
one lonely whale speaks lowly
no matter how much she screams, the fact that it reaches no one
is bitterly lonely, she closes her mouth quietly
certainly it’s fine, it’s nothing,
so what, I don’t care
when only that thing called loneliness stops at my side
I become entirely alone
a padlock full of loneliness
someone say it, bastard, you totally became a celebrity
oh fuck that, fine, what, so what, no one can stop
at my side, I’m fine as I am
these words that are said so easily to me soon become a wall
loneliness itself becomes something you can see

even if you block my breath
while locked inside that wall
toward that surface
hey oh oh hey oh yeah

lonely lonely lonely whale
singing alone like this
can even an out-of-the-way island such as myself
shine brightly?
lonely lonely lonely whale
try singing just once more like this
until this song that has no answer
reaches tomorrow

no more, no more baby
no more, no more
an endless message
will one day reach someone
to the other side of that planet
no more, no more baby
no more, no more
even the whales who are far from me
will eventually see me
I sing again today

the world know properly
how sad I am
my pain is like water and oil that can’t be mixed
only above the surface of the water
when I breathe, the interest ends
for the kids inside this lonely ocean
I want to tell them too
every day, how valuable I am
the airsickness of worrying, always a sticker below my ear
never end, why does it never end and is always hell
even as time passes, the neverland
inside the cold abyss
but I always think, now
even if I take a nap, my dreams are like whales
the big praise that will come will make me dance every day
like me, yeah, I’m swimming

I go towards my future
with that blue sea
believe in my hertz
hey oh oh hey oh yeah

lonely lonely lonely whale
singing alone like this
can even an out-of-the-way island such as myself
shine brightly?
lonely lonely lonely whale
try singing just once more like this
until this song that has no answer
reaches tomorrow

my mother said that the sea is blue
she said to throw your voice out as far as you can
but what can I do, it’s too dark here and
there are only entirely different whales
speaking entirely different words
I just can’t hold it ma
I want to say I love you
this solitary song in a round
overturning on the same melody
this sea is too deep
even so, I’m lucky
that even if I cry, no one will know
I’m a whalien

lonely lonely lonely whale
singing alone like this
can even an out-of-the-way island such as myself
shine brightly?
lonely lonely lonely whale
try singing just once more like this
until this song that has no answer
reaches tomorrow

no more, no more baby
no more, no more
an endless message
will one day reach someone
to the other side of that planet
no more, no more baby
no more, no more
even the whales who are far from me
will eventually see me
I sing again today

you can re-translate or repost anywhere but please credit to @BTS0222 when you do!M/blockquote>

The Acropolis of Athens (Ancient Greek: Ἀκρόπολις; Modern Greek: Ακρόπολη Αθηνών) is an ancient citadel located on a high rocky outcrop above the city of Athens and contains the remains of several ancient buildings of great architectural and historic significance, the most famous being the Parthenon. The word acropolis comes from the Greek words ἄκρον (akron, “edge, extremity”) and πόλις (polis, “city”). Although there are many other acropoleis in Greece, the significance of the Acropolis of Athens is such that it is commonly known as “The Acropolis” without qualification. While there is evidence that the hill was inhabited as far back as the fourth millennium BC, it was Pericles (c. 495 – 429 BC) in the fifth century BC who coordinated the construction of the site’s most important buildings including the Parthenon, the Propylaia, the Erechtheion and the temple of Athena Nike. The Parthenon and the other buildings were seriously damaged during the 1687 siege by the Venetians in the Morean War when the Parthenon was being used for gunpowder storage and was hit by a cannonball. The Acropolis was formally proclaimed as the preeminent monument on the European Cultural Heritage list of monuments on 26 March 2007.

lbeartakestheworld  asked:

For mythological creatures... have you considered dragons? Because dragons make everything better. You can google it.

Pet Me More

AN: Dragon!Klaus is in a bit of a mood during winter because the cold pisses him off. Caroline needs to pet him regularly so he won’t set their apartment or anything else on fire.

This is a bit short but I have an idea for some dragon!Caroline too, it’s WIP.


Living with her dragon boyfriend hadn’t always been easy. Sure, both his human and natural forms were gorgeous, and a regular shifting prevented him from tearing apart their 2-bedroom apartment but still, there were a few tiny minor details that took some getting used to.

Like how he would set their sheets on fire almost every time they had sex. It was a good thing Klaus had learnt how to miss her hair. Dragon or not, he would be a dead man otherwise.

Or right now, when he was going through one of his winter moods, this season’s particularly frosty temperatures “rubbing his skin wrong”. How come, given he was a freaking dragon and was perfectly capable of keeping himself warm, Caroline had no idea.

The point was, the old bugger demanded she pet him at least 3 times a day.

Which was why Caroline was flying on her boyfriend during her lunch break, hidden under the cover of cloudy winter sky.

Freezing her ass off.

Still, it was a better alternative to Klaus turning their home in a pile of ashes due to his frustration.

With grace, they landed on a large forest clearing outside the city where the snow was scarce. Caroline used Klaus’ thorns to climb down and he drew in his wings, scooting to a giant scaly ball. Her brows cocked when he stretched his head on the ground, peering at her expectantly.

“Really, Klaus? A little please wouldn’t hurt, you know. I haven’t eaten, I’m freaking cold and you’re just lying here, expecting to be petted,” she chastised him, her hands on her hips.

He shot her a dragon equivalent of puppy eyes as a means of reply - and Caroline could never resist those. Then, pulling out one of his wings, he put it around her, the wing web creating a shield from wind and cold for her.

She melted a little at the gesture and inched closer to his head, taking off the gloves and gently resting her hands on his muzzle.

Klaus preened under her touch, his gaze, that retained every bit of intensity it held in his human form, focused on her. His eyes filled with gratitude when she caressed the skin under his eyes, his long lashes tingling at her as he blinked.

Biting her lip, Caroline decided to tease him a little. Her hands skimming down, she found the particularly ticklish place under his jaw and moved her fingertips over it. Immediately, but still mindful not to hit her in the process, Klaus jolted his head and huffed in annoyance. Hot air blew from his nostrils, enveloping her.

“Ew. You have some serious dragon breath problem, Klaus.” She scrunched up her nose, trying not to breathe it in.

His eyes narrowed and he looked positively offended. To soothe him, she raised on her toes and reached the spot just under his ear. Taking her time, she petted the area, scraping the skin with her nails from time to time. Klaus hummed in pleasure, the sound reverberating deep from the inside, causing the ground to shake slightly. Caroline patted him along his muzzle with her other hand, his tail straightening and then arching up at her ministrations.

After a few more minutes, she decided that he’s had enough and ceased her movements. A low roar of disappointment escaped his throat and he rushed to nudge her leg with his muzzle, looking at her pleadingly.

“Fine. Just a few more minutes, though,” Caroline caved, internally cursing herself. But damn, she just couldn’t say no to him when he was so vulnerable.

And the smart bastard took full advantage of it.

“You’re lucky to have me, you know,” she carried on, rubbing him on the neck, his body trembling subtly under her palm. “Not every girlfriend would put up with this. And you’re so going to pet me once we’re home.”

Klaus’ eyes flickered with gold at her words and his jaws stretched, forming a wicked smile. It was like a promise.

That he kept thoroughly. So well, in fact, Caroline had troubles getting up from bed the next morning, her legs still feeling a jelly.

Well, she certainly felt appreciated and motivated to pet him more.