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So Mahito’s Grand Uncle was Reginald Hargreeves?

Has Anyone else noticed that Five doesn’t speak at all in the Teaser. Even when they sit in Diego’s Van (Wanda), he says something in the front seat but it appears to be muted.

Letter - 14.11.23

Dear Kashika, I do not know what my intent is in writing this to you but feels cathartic enough, mind you, I too am a non-writing writer. You do not wish to talk and I no longer wish to find the reason why, for a mystery to be, has a way of driving people mad. I don't care for you so little that you, this, coming to an impasse would make a difference but I also don't know you well enough for it to affect me. Maybe the reason I'm writing to you, even after all these months, is because a month of me knowing or at least getting to know you has impacted me to an unfamiliar degree. Do I miss you or your thoughts? I do not know, if it's the latter, even the ones already thought before, it would not be fair to you. If it's the former, well, I think I will. What once was a source of conversation is now devoid of it, the silence is noticeable, can't seem to help it. A long time ago, I decided not to be a ghost-writer for anyone's story, in fairness to that, I can't be the judge of how all of this plays out. To restore the friendship is at your discretion, otherwise, it's just one less sentient bobblehead in my life, and that's okay too. Yes, I did like you, don't know anymore, but it had to be out since people do not speak on my behalf. If the whole thing about you living in 'transitional states' is true then you will do great things. I suppose there is more to say but nothing at the moment. Godspeed, Karman

i feel like Michelle Jones and Hobie Brown would be best friends

does Puss in Boots seem like a Dreamworks Jack Sparrow or is it just me?

Abigail Hargreeves is Alien

we know that, and so is Sir Reginald Hargreeves

and Sir Reginald Hargreeves’ actual home isn’t the same as Abigail’s Planet

because Abigail looks human

Sir Hargreeves isn’t

so Reggie’s Original sin isn’t what we were thinking at all

Doc Martens my beloved

is it just me or does wednesday and goody seem like a yaasified version of Paranorman?

Gonchorov is manifesting into Reality as we speak

that’s not impossible, time travel cosmic gaslight is a sunday hobby for the tumblrites

I am not a NEET aspirant or a JEE aspirant but a secret third thing

a friend of mine once said;

“hope is what binds humanity together ”

Disney really looked at Jack-Jack and said, “what would God be like as a baby?”

if mortals go to the dreaming when they sleep, then where does The King of Dreams, Ruler of the Nightmare realm himself go? (in reference to his days trapped in the Glass Cage)

one of the obvious Contradictions to the “new” Umbrella Academy world is that the Siblings went back to being humans, powerless; Luther lost his muscle and others the powers and the tattoos….

But Five on the other hand, being 58 still looks 13, why?

shouldn’t he have reverted back to his old physical Form?

there’s a catch, i just don’t know it yet

Me until the day I die

Cuz I mean…what’s the point of this world anyway? The entire world is imploding.

We're all just a paradox of emotions bundled up in a patchwork of self doubts tied with a ribbon of yearning

~Meher Uppal

DOLORES

Dolores, Dolores, at the end of the world with me

no one else as far as the eye can see

it’s just us, you and me

You are real, you’ll stay real to me

wherever i am, however and whatever i’d be

Dolores, Dolores, the skies are high

it’s okay to cry

it’s just you and i

you look so pretty, as fine as the sun

our adventures had only just begun

you are as beautiful as the night sky

i live a little, little do i die

we have been through the cold, the heat and the pain

there’s nothing left to lose but so much to gain

now, shall we enjoy the Summer Rain?

Dolores, Dolores, it’s alright

there’s no one to be afraid of, nothing left to fight

from sequins, wines and the beauty that shines

i’m glad we got to cherish those moments, as immense as one finds

We’ll get through, we’ll bear through

creating memories, old and new

Dolores my Beloved, Dolores my life

so much more than just a companion or a wife

the love i get, the love you give

all the more reasons just to live

with love so deep and pure

the only medication, the only cure

Dolores, Dolores, Goodbye to you

you’ve been there for me as i’ve been there for you

Like your core, my love had always been True

Dolores, Dolores, Goodbye to you

The Umbrella Academy Theme just hit different at 1:37, 2:01 and 2:21

Never Mind

-a poem by yours truly (possibly incomplete)

never mind

never mind indeed

it’s the sad and lonely hour, shall we proceed?

the world seems darker, more colder than before

can you continue like this anymore?

never mind

never mind indeed

my dearest friend, are you in some need?

the will to go through might seem distant to you

but we all have our bad days, some go off in rue

never mind

never mind indeed

this isn’t a prison, but you’re yearning to be freed

the skies seem higher, the ones you hoped to reach

better alone in our own misery than to pray for one to each

has this been done yet

Lucifer Morningstar

Lucifer Morningstar, the Devil, they call

from the grace of God, did he fall

or so they say, don’t know whether the story’s true or not

many scholars, writers and poets haven’t forgot

for he’s interpreted in many art, literature or stories of glory and shame

or a Faustus contract set for a sealed path to fame

they called the Devil the father of lies

but for someone whose sin is meant to be pride, lying wouldn’t be so wise

from the New Testament to Milton’s Paradise Lost

the devil’s been portrayed but at what cost?

for he’s supposed to be evil and a sinner

how many consider him to be the winner?

yes, it’s true he lead a rebellion in his arrogance

dismissing his loyalty and his elegance

but it was a mistake he probably realised ages ago

how many consider him to be a foe?

he’s the one who dwells with the damned souls

every soul full of misery and guilt he punishes and consoles

i have never met the devil, nor have you

wouldn’t know what he is like or have a clue

but for what i have perceived, he’s just a wayward son, with mischief under his sleeve

just a fallen angel waiting to be redeemed

the one who fell and the one who’ll rise

Lucifer Morningstar, the Lightbringer, touching the skies

-Karmanbir Singh Chauhan