Asagiri Confirming That Chuuya Canonically Respects Women And Would Be The Best Bf Is So Sweet. I Love

I wrote a 1,800-word one-off based on a post I made a while back questioning what would happen if Fyodor took over Chuuya. So, if you’re interested, check it out.

Я бросаю, докурив

К тебе падает мой взгляд и скользит, как гитарный гриф

С яблок глазных на губы, что слаще, чем Chapman Red, а

Какие на вкус мои — чуть горче, чем amaretto

I am learning tumblr etiquette. Didn't know anyone here had manners. Knew there were rules. But manners? Hm...

this will get to the right people

Con artist who sells obvious fake "Legendary" items. Hm...

I always wanted to be the whacky charming one of the group no one trusts but is the fandom favorite!

Surprise! Tumblr just got turned into an epic fantasy RPG, just like [your favorite appropriate media franchise]. And the Tumblr RPG's plot needs to have all of its characters covered, in roles both large and small.

That means that you are assigned to a stereotypical RPG role inside our new fantasy world. Spin this wheel to find out what you are now doing for a living.

CAT PARADE!

if you’re having a bad day, here’s a cute little marching band

Happy Birthday Chuuya!

Happy Birthday Nakahara Chūya-sensei!

To celebrate Nakahara Chūya’s birthday here are his top three quotes from my blog:

Quote #3:

Searching for memories that aren’t there, this heart of mine Closes itself up, languishes like an old moldy box of trinkets And then there are these sunken cheeks, these cracked lips- Bitterness bred in cruelty comes rushing out in silence…

I’ve grown accustomed to it all, and have leaned to bear it But sometimes any degree of loneliness can bring you down And while I cannot know for sure, sometimes it seems as if These tears are no longer tears for having loved someone…

- Nakahara Chūya, “Poem of the Sheep” from Poems of the Goat

Quote #2:

Soiled Sorrow: today too snow falls on it; soiled sorrow: today too wind blows on it.

Soiled sorrow is like, say, a fox’s fur; soiled sorrow in its torpor dreams of death.

Soiled sorrow frightens me piteously; soiled sorrow can’t be remedied, and the sun sets…

- Nakahara Chūya, “Soiled Sorrow” from The Poems of Nakahara Chūya

Quote #1:

Now in this world full of sadness, Don’t let your heart harden. For the sake of whatever intimacy we could have, Don’t let your heart harden.

Hardened, the heart is oblivious to the world, And words fall silent on the soul. Nurturing serenity, man returns to that dreaminess Known at the beginning, and can make sense of it all.

- Nakahara Chūya, “Untitled” from Poems of the Goat

The helicopter shot at us. My three children and I barely escaped. We saw many injured people in front of us.

chuuya concept i had 🎶