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ceiiochaz · 4 months
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Haruhi @ Hosts:
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ceiiochaz · 4 months
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Kaoru is gay too me because you don't get that self reflective unless you're a closeted gay kid and suddenly realizing your very different from other kids
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ceiiochaz · 5 months
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Hey guess what it's time for a big ol' Relativity screenshot edit sketchdump!!!!
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ceiiochaz · 5 months
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ceiiochaz · 5 months
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Why is tumblr celebrating one piece and not this incredibly important religious date
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ceiiochaz · 5 months
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listening to Gravity Falls episode commentaries is great. Alex Hirsch nearly worked himself to death constantly. Grunkle Stan was nearly voiced by Matt Chapman of Homestar Runner. Literally nothing aside from the twist about Stan having a twin was planned more than a few episodes in advance. The zodiac wheel meant nothing and consisted of random symbols from the first 7 episodes because the intro was animated after those were done. Alex came up with the term “search for the blind eye” to be an extra bit for the between-season shorts before deciding to actually have a payoff for that setup and writing Society of the Blind Eye. Bill was meant to be a joke character and when Alex suggested that he be a real villain Michael Rianda responded “You, my friend, have lost the plot.” Bill getting one episode in the spotlight was basically chance and he only became the main villain of season 2 because he was so popular with the fans. The reveal of the portal at the end of season 1 was suggested by Mike without thinking it through and he left before the next season and the other writers were SO ANNOYED after that went through because they somehow had to keep that plot going for the 10 episodes it’d take to actually pay off. I am genuinely astonished that this show came together as well as it did at all.
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ceiiochaz · 5 months
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I have realized that the perfect form of media must have a delicate balance between absolutely heart wrenching pure emotional devastation and the most ridiculous nonsense you have ever seen in your whole life
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ceiiochaz · 5 months
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Ouran High School Host Club Fine Musical  
Bisco Hatori's drawings for the cast
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ceiiochaz · 6 months
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kaoru is so relatable. at 15 i too would make what i thought was a great metaphor about the realities of life and dwell on it for months, developing severe melancholy. and the minute i'd say it out loud my friends would all be like whaaaaaa bro on to nothing, crowd goes mild, etc.
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ceiiochaz · 6 months
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my dealer: got some straight gas🔥😛 this strain is called "the carriage metaphor" 😳 you'll be zonked out of your gourd 💯
me: yeah whatever. I don't feel shit.
5 minutes later: dude I swear I just saw the clock tower witch
my buddy kaoru pacing: the carriage will turn back into the pumpkin
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ceiiochaz · 6 months
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kyokao breaks me every time i think abt it. its abt breaking stupid homosexual supporting cast syndrome. it’s abt finally being someone’s first choice. it’s abt giving allowing urself to share love despite the outcome.
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ceiiochaz · 6 months
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Musical Ouran High School Host Club Trilogy
OHSHC, January 2022
OHSHC ƒ (forte), December 2022
OHSHC Fine, December 2023
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ceiiochaz · 6 months
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hello again kaoru enjoyers !!!
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ceiiochaz · 6 months
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Ouran High School Host Club Fine Musical  
First day of performances of the third and final stage musical
December 2, 2023
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ceiiochaz · 7 months
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Leelah Alcorn
“If you are reading this, it means that I have committed suicide and obviously failed to delete this post from my queue.
Please don’t be sad, it’s for the better. The life I would’ve lived isn’t worth living in… because I’m transgender. I could go into detail explaining why I feel that way, but this note is probably going to be lengthy enough as it is. To put it simply, I feel like a girl trapped in a boy’s body, and I’ve felt that way ever since I was 4. I never knew there was a word for that feeling, nor was it possible for a boy to become a girl, so I never told anyone and I just continued to do traditionally ‘boyish’ things to try to fit in.
When I was 14, I learned what transgender meant and cried of happiness. After 10 years of confusion I finally understood who I was. I immediately told my mom, and she reacted extremely negatively, telling me that it was a phase, that I would never truly be a girl, that God doesn’t make mistakes, that I am wrong. If you are reading this, parents, please don’t tell this to your kids. Even if you are Christian or are against transgender people don’t ever say that to someone, especially your kid. That won’t do anything but make them hate them self. That’s exactly what it did to me.
My mom started taking me to a therapist, but would only take me to christian therapists, (who were all very biased) so I never actually got the therapy I needed to cure me of my depression. I only got more Christians telling me that I was selfish and wrong and that I should look to God for help.
When I was 16 I realized that my parents would never come around, and that I would have to wait until I was 18 to start any sort of transitioning treatment, which absolutely broke my heart. The longer you wait, the harder it is to transition. I felt hopeless, that I was just going to look like a man in drag for the rest of my life. On my 16th birthday, when I didn’t receive consent from my parents to start transitioning, I cried myself to sleep.
I formed a sort of a 'f*** you’ attitude towards my parents and came out as gay at school, thinking that maybe if I eased into coming out as trans it would be less of a shock. Although the reaction from my friends was positive, my parents were pissed. They felt like I was attacking their image, and that I was an embarrassment to them. They wanted me to be their perfect little straight christian boy, and that’s obviously not what I wanted.
So they took me out of public school, took away my laptop and phone, and forbid me of getting on any sort of social media, completely isolating me from my friends. This was probably the part of my life when I was the most depressed, and I’m surprised I didn’t kill myself. I was completely alone for 5 months. No friends, no support, no love. Just my parent’s disappointment and the cruelty of loneliness.
At the end of the school year, my parents finally came around and gave me my phone and let me back on social media. I was excited, I finally had my friends back. They were extremely excited to see me and talk to me, but only at first. Eventually they realized they didn’t actually give a s**t about me, and I felt even lonelier than I did before. The only friends I thought I had only liked me because they saw me five times a week.
After a summer of having almost no friends plus the weight of having to think about college, save money for moving out, keep my grades up, go to church each week and feel like s**t because everyone there is against everything I live for, I have decided I’ve had enough. I’m never going to transition successfully, even when I move out. I’m never going to be happy with the way I look or sound. I’m never going to have enough friends to satisfy me. I’m never going to have enough love to satisfy me. I’m never going to find a man who loves me. I’m never going to be happy. Either I live the rest of my life as a lonely man who wishes he were a woman or I live my life as a lonelier woman who hates herself. There’s no winning. There’s no way out. I’m sad enough already, I don’t need my life to get any worse. People say 'it gets better’ but that isn’t true in my case. It gets worse. Each day I get worse.
That’s the gist of it, that’s why I feel like killing myself. Sorry if that’s not a good enough reason for you, it’s good enough for me. As for my will, I want 100% of the things that I legally own to be sold and the money (plus my money in the bank) to be given to trans civil rights movements and support groups, I don’t give a s**t which one. The only way I will rest in peace is if one day transgender people aren’t treated the way I was, they’re treated like humans, with valid feelings and human rights. Gender needs to be taught about in schools, the earlier the better. My death needs to mean something. My death needs to be counted in the number of transgender people who commit suicide this year. I want someone to look at that number and say 'that’s f***ed up’ and fix it. Fix society. Please.
Goodbye,
(Leelah) Josh Alcorn”
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ceiiochaz · 7 months
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Eats it
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Luna 🌑
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ceiiochaz · 7 months
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and they were the best of friends forever
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