The End of the world as we know it- Armin Arlert
Armin watches as a bloodbath of horror unfolds in front of him, the sounds of cries echoing the infinity of deaths that occur in less than an instant. Armin's chest swells with fear as his comrade's blood splatters like paint on a disgusting canvas of death. With Armin standing on the city's rooftops, he could see that this could be the last time he ever felt the air fill his lungs, the last time he could grasp the feeling of life before it was ripped away by the jaws of death.
Armin finally looks at the girl beside him as the steam gusts toss his hair around in the daylight. He noticed how her arms were lifeless at her side, her swords numbly clasped in her hands, long forgotten. He knew she was thinking the same thing he was;
“How are we going to get out of here alive?"
The thought causes Y/n’s hands to tremble. She couldn't imagine this being her final moment; her mind wouldn't let her. All she knew was that she was terrified and that she was paralyzed. She takes a hesitant breath.
“Y/n?”
As he glances up into her eyes, Armin's calm voice rises, a little sob escaping from the back of his throat. She cocks her head slightly, her gaze locked with Armin's cold blue ones, focusing on his words.
"I have something to say to you. I've never had the the words, or even the confidence, to say this to you before."
Armin takes a tentative step forward and reaches out to take herhand. He immediately observed a difference in the experience surrounding them when he joined their fingers together. The horrors he felt inside were contrasted by her warm, reassuring touch.
“So I'm just going to say it. I adore you. I've always admired you. Everything about you is unique. The way your eyes smile before your lips do, how you laugh at every stupid joke anyone tells you even if it's not funny, and, most importantly, how you have always comforted others even when you are in pain.”
Her vision became blurry as tears streamed down her cheeks after hearing Armin's confession.
"You're lovely, beautiful, and sweet. I don't know what life would be like without you, and I never want to find out. Y/n, I, I..."
Before Armin could finish his sentence, he felt Y/n’s lips brush against his. That kiss was the sweetness of passion, a million loving thoughts condensed into a single moment.
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Hey! The writer here. This is my first official Armin one piece! I love this man sm omg.
Tiresias: I see your wife........ with a ruthless man who has killed hundreds of people
Odysseus:
Odysseus:
Odysseus: *Monster starts playing* I will ensure that this man will be me
AJRs entire discography is just them being like “growing up was the worst thing i ever did” with a bunch of horn instruments and i eat it up
Anyone else filled with such visceral hatred towards the cold? Like I’ll step outside and it’ll be like 30 some degrees and almost instantaneously I want to hurl myself into oblivion
AJR is a punching bag for many of the online music critics. Mainly because AJR make very earnest music. They write about struggles: mental health, trying to balance having a life with friends while gaining popularity, and just the struggles of being in your 20s and early 30s.
But they always end their albums and many of their songs on an optimistic, earnest note. (One song is literally called Touchy Feely Fool!)
Their newest album The Maybe Man is tied together from beginning to end. Starting with someone struggling to find out who they are to realizing that who they are at the moment is important.
And if their music/lyrics aren't your thing, no worries. But the amount of hate for people writing sincere songs really is pervasive with just the culture of making fun of people who are earnest and unapologetically themselves.
Their songs also hit my ADHD just right. There's always something there to latch onto and hold my attention.
Anyway. Be you! Have fun! Don't others stop you or make you feel ashamed of something you love.
(Also, I highly suggest going to see them in concert: they put on a show, including wirework, puppets, lots of using multimedia that makes it more Broadway, trap doors, and flailing dancing.
Lyrics of the last song 2085 on their last album. It balances the "more stupid" parts of their songs with the over-the-top sentimental.
I’ve seen a lot of posts about how “no one mourns the Wicked” is actually about Galinda, but I’ve been listening to it again, and I gotta say, I think the song is actually about the Wizard with rather dark implications.
Don’t get me wrong, I’m sure Galinda thinks and believes it’s about her. But Galinda became good in the end, she was Elphaba’s friend, Elphaba and Fiyero miss her, and Galinda has friends in Oz, the musical ends with one of Elphaba’s flying monkeys getting the ability to talk to her and Galinda can help them now. She’s mourning Elphaba, and she might be alone in that, but in other respects, she isn’t alone or dead or wicked or forgotten.
The same cannot be said of the Wizard. “The Wicked’s lives are lonely” is very much about him. Even at the height of his power, he had to isolate himself so that no one could see he was a fraud. When Elphaba threatened him, he became paranoid and spent his days in isolation and fear. Whereas Galinda, even at her worst and limited power, has always been well known. The Wizard has left Oz, and the people don’t seem to question it because they have Galinda now, and they know Galinda and they love Galinda, while the Wizard was more an idea than a man. He never visited them, he never did what Galinda does for them. No one misses him, why would they? Galinda fills his role, what little of it there was, a thousand times over. The lyric “no one cries they won’t return” fits the Wizard best, not Galinda. People are thrilled to see her, and don’t seem to care that he’s gone, while Galinda cries for Elphaba.
Also “the wicked cry alone” applies to the Wizard too, when he mourns Elphaba. Yes, Galinda technically mourns for her alone too, but at least Galinda has the Animals, the few that can still say some words. The Wizard cries, but Galinda doesn’t cry with him, because the Wizard is crying over his own actions as well as her death, and Galinda has no sympathy for him, no one does, and that’s his own fault for making them hate Elphaba. Also the song says “Nothing grows for the wicked, they reap only what they’ve sown” and the story that Galinda tells during the song isn’t her and Elphaba’s story (that’s later), but Elphaba’s and her father’s story, specifically, how the Wizard brought about Elphaba’s existence and set himself on this path. Galinda asks if people are born wicked or have it thrust upon them, which is ironic because the Wizard is the reason Elphaba was born AND why she was vilified.
Then we have “no one lays a lily on their grave” and “the wicked die alone”. I’ve pointed this out in other posts, but it’s never confirmed in any or at least most versions of Wicked/Wizard of Oz source material that the Wizard makes it home or has any way to do so. I’m not sure what the movie is gonna do about this, or if they’ll attempt to repair the balloon or heavily imply he dies, but the Wizard dying alone in his grief and no one missing him while instrumentals of “no one mourns the wicked” play in the background certainly takes care of that problem.
Also “woe to those who spurn what goodness is, they are shown” also applies to the Wizard. He has a whole song in part 2 about goodness being a matter of perception and rejects Elphaba’s plea to help the Animals. He vilifies her goodness and believes, truly, that he is the hero because he has declared himself so, and that he is a good “father to the nation” because he declared it. He makes himself the subjective decider of goodness. It’s only in the end, when he realizes what he’s done to Elphaba that he has regrets and begins to see and understand the evil he has done. Elphaba is what he “misses when he’s misbehaved” as the song says, and although none of the villagers know that, Galinda witnessed it and knows that the Wizard missed the opportunity to be a father, which was all he claimed to ever want. It’s a missed opportunity, information he would not have been missing and discovered earlier had he acted differently, and “missed” in the sense that he misses the daughter he threw away.
advice from doctors for EDS: avoid exercise!
advice from doctors for POTS: exercise!!
Enneagram 9 who fears being a burden so much that they’re running across the pedestrian crossing not to bother the drivers
ultimate hate circle 😍😍