Illumi’s selfish love
|Anonymous asked: Since the anime Hunter x Hunter 2011 is about to end I'm planning to read the manga. Did the anime skip anything or can I just start reading from the chapter the last episode is about? (sorry for bad english )|
The anime only skipped the sushi challenge in the Hunter exam. I really have no idea why was that cut out… really, no clue. The anime follows the manga almost panel by panel, but the sushi test, nope, not doing that.
I suggest reading the whole manga regardless, because there will be only a few chapters after the anime ends. Less than 20. Not enough to keep you busy for more than a day.
|Anonymous asked: I think the hate for the Ice Challenge mostly comes from people in drought areas? At least that's what I got out of on my facebook feed since I'm from California. I don't see anything wrong with celebrities doing it, but I just wish regular people who try to follow their example will also take into consideration the consequences. The droughts gotten so bad here, that water usage is rationed. So Cali ppl doing the challenge are fined $500 if caught because they're wasting precious water.|
In which case hate the drought not the challenge. But yeah, that sounds bad, I read some things just now. Hard to stay hydrated when there’s rationed water.
"… with the power you gained by sacrificing me?”
Hisoka walking like a runway model
listen, son. if there was really a monster in your closet this would be a huge new discovery. honestly you getting mauled would be pretty insignificant in the grand scheme of things if you think about it
I didn’t even have to guess what today’s sketch dailies topic would be. So here’s my tribute I drew for a man who was so full of laughter and love. I really did cry over his loss. Aladdin was one of the films I knew him best for since I grew up with it, along with so many of his other roles. Again, RIP Robin, I’m so sorry you had so much sadness in your life, but I hope that you are in a better place, laughing like you always did for the world.
I’m disappointed by Pariston’s latest suits. I was wondering what disco-ball gay bar inspired pattern was he gonna choose this time and he…
And in the next episode we’ll have host club edition, but still weak compared to his suit game up until now.
my dad died from ALS when i was 3 years old. he was 36. my mom was 33. that was 30 years ago. now i’m the same age my mom was when my dad died. and there is still no cure for ALS.
this is what happens when you have ALS: your muscles slowly stop working, one part at a time. for my dad, first he couldn’t use one of his hands. then his arm. then the other arm. then he couldn’t walk. then he couldn’t stand up. then he couldn’t talk. then he couldn’t swallow. then he couldn’t breathe. then he was dead.
this all took about two years. he was diagnosed when i was about one year old. the only memories i have about my dad are of an inert body in a wheelchair or lying in a bed with a bunch of tubes stuck into it. as i was learning to talk, he was losing the ability to speak. as i was learning to walk, he stopped being able to move. my mom often had to choose between who she was going to help go to the bathroom at any given moment: her husband or her toddler.
after my dad died, my mom took over the philadelphia chapter of the ALS association. it consisted of a shoebox full of notecards with names on it. now it is a multi-million dollar organization with a large staff. she is still in charge. my mom is one of the most amazing people on the planet, basically.
these past couple weeks have been mind-boggling. i have openly wept watching so many of these videos. i still don’t completely get how all of this has happened, but now we live in a world in which lil wayne and taylor swift and oprah and justin timberlake and weird al and bill gates talk about ALS. my mom just emailed me this sentence: “lebron james ice bucket challenge.” i mean, IS THIS REAL LIFE?! i just keep saying over and over: holy shit. holy shit. holy shit.
so far, it has raised over 10 million dollars… and counting. my mom has spent every single day of her life for the past three decades trying to get this kind of attention and funds for this disease.
i don’t care if it’s a stupid gimmick. i don’t care if people are just doing this because it’s trendy or because they want pats on the back. i don’t care if it’s the new harlem shake. i don’t care if for the rest of my life, when i talk about ALS, i have to say “you know, the ice bucket disease.”
please, everybody, please keep pouring buckets of ice over your heads. please keep donating money. please keep talking about this.
my mom’s chapter:
p.s. the only reason i haven’t done my own ice bucket challenge yet is because i wanted to do it with my mom. we’re seeing each other next week, so it will happen then, i promise.