decreased quality bc i had to move it to a smaller file. sad. BUT THAT DOESNT MATTER. LOOK AT THIS MAN. He looks like the type of person Id trust my life with, even if that would be a very bad idea that would end with my death
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So do you have any thoughts on childes coworkers since hyv decided to drop all the 9 remaining harbingers on our laps
i’ll be real with ya bud i was focusing on childe the entire time
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This had me legitimately crying like OH MY GOD between rumple giving one last love confession to belle and then he and bae?
I don't know which part had me crying more.
Bae being heartbroken about losing his papa even though he was still mad. That was an awesome line because usually it's like "I'm sorry" "it's okay" but begrudgingly.
This was genuine with bae's emotions. And rumples.
Great let's add cora to the Heartbreakers club.
Bitch.
"I'll take your baby"
"You only get your own child and any child I have Wong be yours."
Okay but that makes me think that not only did they totally fuck, but that regina could be rumple's. Because I can see cora using rumple's own double speak to trick him.
God I hope him nd regina don't start Mackin on one another later. This show has enough mommy and daddy issues.
Okay this is a sad scene and all, but rumple and his sluttly little elbow garter?
Next episode!
Who the fuck is the kid and the dad? Who else has present parents in fairy tales? Most of em die off or are already dead.
I love how devilishly happy regina is.
"And that's how I met your mother."
Henry is a perceptive kid, how perceptive are 11 year Olds?
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Was looking through my drafts and a good handful of them are like just a sentence or two, piece of dialogue, a paragraph, yknow just something that’s more of an idea instead of a draft and one of them is
“Garroth freezes as soon as he opens the door. Baby in a basket”
And that’s it. And it tells me I’ve reread that sentence before and could feel myself forgetting the base idea so I just. Slapped a little reminder onto it. Baby in a basket.
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I never care to speak to the new pastor in my hometown, especially not after he sheepishly agreed to support the local bishop's decree that trans kids would be disallowed to dress and be regarded by their preferred gender identity
but I wonder if the man cares that those kids likely won't remain in the church when they become old enough to decide to no go
I wonder if he cares that he's filling that beautiful old chapel up with seeds of hate that are blooming into a dense forest of venom and cruelty
I wonder what he thinks of the story, of Jesus seeing his Father's house become a market to those preying upon the less fortunate, and Jesus sitting outside no the steps to carefully and coldly weave a braid of leather before driving out the wicked
where do you see yourself in that story, sir?
I wonder what drive this pastor, if it is not love, if it is not the word and teaching of Jesus, a man who said all would be forgiven and who bent his own knee to wash a prostitute's feet
the Catholic church is no longer my home and never really was, but I mourn for the children who perhaps saw comfort in the faith but will never get the chance to find their place inside
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