((I’ve had this blog for like a LONG TIME but I’m still shocked and overwhelmed with emotion every time i get an ask of someone thanking me and/or Arthur for helping them with suicidal tendencies/depression/suicide. Like. That blows my mind that I, with a simple little blog, could have an effect on people in such a way. I certainly didn’t expect it. 

But if I ever don’t reply to your message you should know that I do read them, and when I’m less sleepy I’ll compile them all and reply individually.

But seriously I love you guys you’re all really important to me I swear!


Anonymous whispered: Please, please keep updating. I've never told anyone before, but your blog is the only reason why I've been keeping myself from committing suicide. It kinda helps me know why I shouldn't do it. Keep doing what you're doing cuz you're hella wonderful.

(( Don’t worry anon I’m not going anywhere for a long time. I know a lot of people love this blog and hell I love it too because it sorta pushed me into the fandom more and I met so many great people from it! That, and messages like these are what I love so much! I get so many of them…I’ve been meaning to compile them to answer them all. 

But I love helping people and I will keep updating for a long time!! I am bursting with storylines and ideas and plots and characters!! Stay strong anon <3 ))

He doesn’t understand how they keep getting away.

Quite often.

And I only ever play when the students and teachers are gone, and for a while I was convinced I was alone, but that all changed one night, a few months back.

This old man, he works the night shift as a janitor in the school…I caught him lingering outside the music room, as though he was waiting for me.


Every night he will stop and peer in, cup his ear, and listens to see if I’m there.


He talks to me, and talks quite a lot. He told me at first he was very scared when he heard piano music playing…with no one in sight. But over time he realized that I mean n harm, he said he…loves how I play. I don’t mind when he sits and listens, he smiles when I play my music.

It warms me to know I can bring him that happiness…and there have been times


"What’s wrong, little ghost?"


"Aren’t you gonna play for me tonight?"


That he does the same…

I had never planned to live that long. I never thought about it, not even once.


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[ Ghosty need makes out too ]


I heard that.

Having ghost powers pays off quite well sometimes.


Heh, so, sorry for not waiting for your permission, but I couldn’t wait to upload it (this song is so beautiful, just like this blog, and I felt I had to make an AMV…!) ;w; if you want me to take it down just give me the go-ahead, but anyway, I hope you enjoy it ^w^ (and that it’s okay!)


((YOU GUYS REALLY REALLY NEED TO SEE THIS VIDEO. It made me SO SAD. It’s so fitting and beautiful and well crafted!! Seriously give it a watch!! Thank you very very much for this BEAUTIFUL video!!

Edit: #Epilepsy warning ! the video contains fast moving images and flashes, please be mindful before clicking if you’re sensitive!))

I feel…happy.