A TreasureBox Of Feelings

Because feelings are what makes us alive

[gifmourningu]

Cardcaptor Sakura Card Summonings Set #1 (E01-E09)

☆ Synced! Open post separately to see them play at the same time. 

☆ Specific episode noted on each gif

[prokopetz]

This image set beautifully illustrates one of my favourite little things about the Cardcaptor Sakura anime. Most magical girl shows get a lot of mileage out of stock transformation and summoning sequences, and if you examine any given episode in isolation, Cardcaptor Sakura looks like it goes the same route.

It doesn’t, though.

Because the protagonist wears a completely different outfit in every single episode, they couldn’t use any stock footage for transformation and summoning sequences - they had to re-animate them every time. They just deliberately framed them to look like stock footage. Certainly, standardised templates were used, but there’s no direct recycling of cels even when they totally could have gotten away with it. Look at the leftmost GIF in each of the first two rows, for example; she’s wearing identical white gloves in both, but the shadows on her hand fall differently in the second one.

[pettyartist]

That and they make the costumes COMPLICATED in some of them.  AND they animate all the dangly bits.

they could have EASILY been like “Ehhh…. she’s getting simple outfits” for all of her costumes but NOPE.

And it’s the same in both seasons.

[mrevaunit42]

@hipster-rapunzel

[hitrecord]

“Carousel” 

[thelovejournals]

I wrote a poem about it, and then threw it away, because that’s the last thing I need right now: More words dedicated to people who will never dedicate a single thing to me.

Charlotte Green (via thelovejournals)

[wnq-writers]

i used to seek you out in a crowd, just to hear your voice. see your face. now i avoid you. your laughter brings me anxiety. probably because i’m no longer laughing too.

blowthecandlesoutt  (via wordsnquotes)

[wnq-writers]

I think back often, and I can’t help but wonder- did you really know me at all? Through all of the laughter and the silly questions and late nights exchanging messages… did you ever dig deep enough into me to care for more than a minute? I like to believe I found out as much as you allowed me to know. But to you I opened my heart and bared my soul, and I’m not sure if you truly saw me or not. I don’t know if you’re blind or if you just chose to turn away. Maybe it’s better if you didn’t actually know me. Because I like to think that you’re not heartless, and it would be infinitely more cruel if you had taken everything I gave you and then, after all this time, still decided to leave without a second glance.

semisomniac (via wordsnquotes)

[alittlepatato]

Love makes you a bit self-centered. When you're in love, every song is about you. When you lose love, evey song still seems to be about you.

[thelovejournals]

We spoke endlessly about everything and nothing. Now, I cannot even remember the sound of your voice.

Michael Faudet, Dirty Pretty Things (via wordsnquotes)

[thequotejournals]

You have to work at relationships. You can’t just walk out on them every time something goes wrong.

Nick Hornby, High Fidelity (via thequotejournals)

[wnq-writers]

I promise staying up until 3 am on a school night with tears streaming down your face will make you a better person. You aren’t doing this for no reason.

pohlitical (via wordsnquotes)

[thelovejournals]

What a privilege it was to matter to you.

Beau Taplin (via thelovejournals)

[wnq-writers]

The one I used to love the most is now the one I am most afraid of.

starvingwriterblog (via wordsnquotes)

[wnq-writers]

I’ll never forget the way your laugh sounded no matter how long it’s been since I’ve heard it. I won’t forget how your breaths sounded as you slept, or the patterns your heartbeat would make as my head laid on your chest. I won’t forget the color of your eyes, the scars on your hands, the freckles on your nose, or your silhouette. How could I? I can’t forget that I’m in love with you but I have to love you from afar now. The kind of love where I can’t go home with you. The kind of love where you have to disappear for a while. The kind of love where I can’t call you, I have to rely on fate to bring us to the same place at the same time. I’ll love you from afar because I know that we are better apart then we are together, but that doesn’t make it hurt any less.

pen-to-paper-bm  (via wordsnquotes)

[thequotejournals]

The best portion of your life will be the small, nameless moments you spend smiling with someone who matters to you.

Unknown (via thequotejournals)

[wnq-writers]

“I’m not sure when or how or why, but we started talking every day. And if and when you leave, I know I’ll miss you terribly. Because here and now, is when you became my new normal.”

thefallenleavesofautumn (via wordsnquotes)

[wnq-writers]

This 2016: 1. I learned how special you became to me and my soul 2. I learned that things don’t stay the way I wish they would 3. I learned how hard it is to let go of memories i wanted to last forever 4. I learned that things go by so fast and I wake up one day realizing it’s already been a year from the last time you were with me 5. I learned how important it is to value a person so that it doesn’t end up with regrets 6. I learned that no matter how much i try to move on, I couldn’t 7. I learned how you made my 2016 memorable as ever 8. I learned that a person like you doesn’t come often and it’s sad to say you are no longer mine 9. I learned how much it hurts to miss someone and can’t do anything about it 10. I learned that my heart will always miss you

sneddonjennefer, babe, i’m not ready for a year with out you (via wordsnquotes)

[wnq-writers]

There are nightmares I don’t want to wake up from. In these nightmares, you’re still in my life. You haven’t left. We still kiss upon meeting, and you still laugh in that musical way you always used to. Every time, it’s something different we used to do. Maybe we go to different museums even though I always consider you the most captivating piece of art. Or maybe we’re watching Netflix and actually chilling. Or maybe we’re just holding each other in silence because the world is too loud. No matter what, it’s always good, great even. So why would I call these dreams nightmares? Because I always wake up not with a cold sweat, but with an intense longing and tears that taste like the last kiss we shared. My hands always reach out for you but you’re not there. Instead, I’m always greeted by the familiar empty space in my bed. Every time, I’m forced to remember exactly how things used to be, just to come back to reality where it’s almost like we never met. And to this day, I can’t say I wish we never did.

Nightmares // Maxwell Diawuoh, Once A Day (318/366)

[thelovejournals]

I used to say I’d know you anywhere, but it’s getting harder.

Margaret Atwood, “Shapechangers in Winter”, Morning in the Burned House  (via thelovejournals)