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buncha haikyuu boys i never uploaded here whoopsie

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Something amazing will happen to you in May 2019.

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imagine this popping up on your computer

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“I’m not weak anymore!” // Queen Noelle 👑

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Black Clover Ed 7 - Asta and Yuno

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The duality of man

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True ⚬ Colours

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I just think they’d be pals :’)

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okay so that’s the first time I drew something like this but it’s important for an artist to evolve even with THIS area, so here’s todobakudeku in certain… situation, pls only 18+ viewers

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What is the SEVEN WALLS and where is the DEMON WORLD? Promised Neverland Theory with MANGA EVIDENCE

So y’all, ready for me to drop one of the biggest BOMB of all? YES, I have figured out both the location of the demon world, and the identity of the seven walls separating it from the human world. Brace yourselves!

What’s more, I have found an OVERWHELMING amount of EVIDENCE to back up my claims. At this point, while not all the details may be correct, I estimate a 99.9% likelihood for the core of the theory to be confirmed.

Anime-only readers, this post is full of manga spoilers, but even manga readers, note:

PROCEED AT RISK OF BEING SPOILED SOME OF THE BIGGEST SECRETS OF THE SERIES

There really is just that much evidence.

But before we get there; I have to explain that I am changing my post format to deal with image limit. I have also decided to do more of a research paper style format to help you understand the points I want to get across.

That means that I will start with a summary of my core theory in the main post, and then I will present all the pieces of evidence in reblogs, along with discussion of each.

Okay, so I have one last thing to say before I make my claims: I want to thank @ajarofearwigs for being a huge help in figuring this one out and listening to my screaming in excitement! Kudos to her actually getting the Seven Walls by making a bad offhand joke… 😂

And without further ado, lets get onto the MEAT of this post (sorry, I cannot not do these bad puns):

The Demon World is…

Oh wait, you didn’t get it? Let me rephrase it:

And the Seven Walls are…

Hmmm I wonder if you are going a bit like this:

So how about you now go and check out the reblogs for an explanation and evidence? Just click on the notes.

REBLOGS ARE FINISHED

(it took a while to fix the formatting issues so I hope to God this edit won’t have an effect on my reblogs)

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Happy Birthday Norman

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QUICK I NEED THAT VIDEO WHERE SOMEBODY CENSORED THE WORD “FIGHT” SO IT SOUNDED LIKE “FUCK” IN THAT SCENE FROM NARUTO WHERE SASUKE IS IN THE HOSPITAL AND DEMANDS NARUTO FIGHTS HIM

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The Boyz As: Aesthetics I

Would just like to thank the darling @itslikevelvet for letting me use her gifs of our beautiful Boyz! Thank you so much and enjoy ~

Part II

Sangyeon

He is sunset orange dipping over resting waters that lick at the shore softly. He is thick, knit sweaters and soft turtlenecks that keep you safe and warm. He is the middle of fall, when colours drip from trees and lie in your hair, your sheets, the streets. He is the quiet crunch of leaves under thin, leather boots. He is soft hair through your fingers. He is staying inside on cold days and playing chess to kill time. He is the bent pages of books that highlight the best parts and most important quotes. He is the stillness of a hug that tugs at your heart. He’s the feeling of coming home to someone and knowing they’ll always be there. Safety. Kindness. Sangyeon is a quiet adventure with a hand beckoning you to follow along.

Jacob

He is the sweetness of the first strawberries of spring. He is the quiet ukulele playing with rain softly hitting the window pane. He is thick, marbled, and brown rimmed glasses. He is the wearing of the best records with memories stuck between the vinyl. He is playing card games with a light heart. He is breakfast with the ones you love and the comfortable chatter around the table. He is crows feet that form when your smile is too wide. He is holding hands under tables so no one knows your little secret. He is as light as a feather with a river running through his veins. Mundane happiness. Soft kisses. Jacob is a traveling soul with seats for you to join.

Younghoon

He is what getting caught in the rain feels like. The excitement and terror, the first few drops that light your skin on fire: he is all of it. He is a smile that touches each ear and never falls from your lips. He is gingerly holding someone’s hand. He’s the blush that creeps onto your cheeks like magic dust blown up by the wind. He is bottled happiness and Polaroids on the walls. He is the way you feel when summer turns into fall. He is grace and kindness and silly jokes told out of time. He embodies the wonders of a world locked in a heart wider than the universe. Passionate. Stable. Younghoon is a secret waiting to be unlocked with a key he’s placed in your palm.

Hyunjae

He is a collection of wooden pencils all lined up in a row. He is the subtle chaos of bustling restaurants. He is the pearls that lie in a small box after falling off their chain because you can’t let them go. He is the babble of your friends while you share an unhealthy lunch. He is the much needed massage rubbed into your neck after a long day. He is the rush of freedom when you run out of school, heading towards the weekend. He is the notes placed on mirrors and walls that push you forward to face another day. He’s a hug from behind and laughing until you can’t breathe. Warm and inviting with his soul framed with fire, Hyunjae is a walking contradiction that is void of a flaw.

Juyeon

He is the regality of road coated in cherry blossom petals. He is the way you walk through rows of weeping willows just to stare at their budding flowers. He is the soft tapping of computer keys when you figure out what you’re going to write next in your paper. He is the sweet melt of doughnuts in your mouth; and when you taste food right out of the oven. He is the excitement of watching a horror movie and strong arms that shelter you when you’re scared. He is the impulse to take pictures of everything beautiful. He is standing your ground when you need to be heard. He is a simplistic competition and a lust for something more in life. Juyeon is the game you keep playing after years, the familiarity of it never leaving.

Kevin

He is the deep aroma of coffee shops. He is warmed milk and melting marshmallows in hot drinks. He is the slow creeping of mist across greened mountains. He is the thick pine needles that line great forest floors. He is the sunlight peeking over treetops and rolling hills. He is the deep inhale of fresh air after being stuck inside for too long. He is a deep brown wooden desk organized neatly. He is a thick folder of forgotten drawings and a container of carefully selected pens. He is a smile you suppress when thinking of someone you love in public. He is a presence you can’t press down, with hands made for sweet music. Kevin is the nature you explore with childlike wonder and can’t wait to discover.

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The Boyz As: Aesthetics II

Once again, thank you to @itslikevelvet for the wonderful gifs 💞 Enjoy, Admin Zea ~

Part I

New

He is sweater paws and the softness of cotton against your cheek. He is long coats drawn to your knees with the collar turned up to hide you from the cold. He is kisses against reddened noses from a chilly outdoors. He is furry pink pom-poms on the end of hair ties. He is the plushies you hug closely when you’re a child. He is the safety of curling up with a cup of hot chocolate under your nose. He is sunshine on a cold day, warming cheeks and kissing your eyes. He is mittens and scarves wrapping you into a present. He is a harp with strings of gold. He is the reason the sun wakes up. He, a voice dripping with diamonds, is the place you go to feel whole again.

Q

He is rapid music with drums that beat to the sound of your heart. He is neon signs on the walls of stores. He is the courage to talk to someone you like, sweat on your palms but your mind set. He is the compassion when someone is upset and the hand rubbing circles of love onto your back. He is dancing with no music on and dropping to the floor, fulfilled, exhausted, holding someone close as laughter seeps through your teeth. He is the details in all art. He is paint splashed across white t-shirts. He’s letting go of balloons and watching them reach the sun. He is a body of power and embarrassed smiles. With his winning smile, he is a treasured stumbled upon on a beach, left there for only you to enjoy.

Haknyeon

He is the bittersweet taste of citrus on your tongue. He is a bright summer day and running though grass barefoot. He is chasing someone with giggles that rise like planes do. He is rolling down hills and finding leaves stuck in your hair. He’s a heart made of melted caramel, always sweet and open to you. He is the unseen beauty in mundane affairs. He is the joyous feeling of dirt stained jeans, knowing you’d done some hard work. He’s playing go-fish with a serious look on your face. He’s a love for what you do. He is never giving up and never thinking less of yourself. Strength and freedom, Haknyeon is a bird that flies above all and never leaves you guessing about its worth.

Hwall

He is long silk tops messily tucked into ripped black jeans. He is chilled alcohol that runs warm down your throat. He is leather gloves that keep you warm in the deep winter. He is overly romanticized novels and scenarios written in sepia. He is a daydreamer’s lazy smile, their head up in the clouds. He is catching someone’s eye from across the room and looking away quickly with a blush running up your cheeks. He is an ice cube on your skin and the gasp as you fall into a deep, cold pool. He is a show you can’t stop watching and parted lips in surprise. He is childish refinery, confidence, and bashfulness. Hyunjoon is Pandora’s box, a mystery waiting to be unlocked with magic begging to be released.

Sunwoo

He is oversized hoodies with a large pocket in the front. He is the messy precision of paid murals on city walls. He is a joke said between giggles because you think it’s that funny. He’s the thoughtful pause between words when you’re proving a point. He is a Ferris wheel that overlooks a brightly dotted city at night. He is the anticipation of winning a medal, just begging to hear your name as first place. He’s the budding smile between kisses. He is the coyness of hitting a vending machine for free snacks. He is throwing your hands up on a roller coaster and allowing yourself to live. He is a hard candy with a sweet surprise. Sunwoo is a force to be reckoned with, with thunderstorms in his soul and lightning in his eyes.

Eric

He is laughter that starts in your stomach and bubbles out like music. He is the joke you don’t know how to say aloud and keep on the tip of your tongue. He is the scream you let out when your favourite team wins a game; and yelling song lyrics at the top of your lungs during road trips. He is bottled electricity, buzzing at the edges and making your heart race. He is melting cotton candy and poems from lovers found crumpled in jean pockets. He is talking about something until your throat hurts. He’s the chaotic organization of a room, with messily folded clothes in their right cubbies. He is a habit you don’t get sick of. He is eating lunch in spring at picnic tables. With his youth and talent, he is the joy of winning a claw machine game and the excitement of an arcade all to yourself.

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Giving money away

Hey everyone, I’m giving a thousand away again, I’ll pick a random reblog, i really don’t want this money, it doesn’t make me happy and I’m hoping it’ll make someone else happy

Share the love and I’ll share my money

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singularity.

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The Boyz