I feel like pikelan Howl's Moving Castle AU is the perfect AU...
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"Go to bed, you fool," Calcifer said sleepily. "You're drunk."
"Who, me?" said Howl. "I assure you, my friends, I am cone sold stober."
He got up and stalked upstairs, feeling for the wall as if he thought it might escape him unless he kept in touch with it.
His bedroom door did escape him.
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“A heart’s a heavy burden.”
Bobbi marvariants
( @marvariants)
Amelia sighed heavily at Bobbi’s comment, her shoulders slumping, shutting her eyes, mentally counting to ten before opening them, trying to remain composed. She turned and forced a grin at the blonde. “Such is the price of humanity,” she cynically commented before she turned away again, exiting the conference room.
...It wasn’t every day you found out the man you were dating and thought had died was actually a Hydra sleeper agent...
She didn’t know if she wanted to scream or if she wanted to cry.
She just had to get out of the room. NOW.
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Mercoledì 18 maggio 2022, 15:16, "GUARIGIONE"
"Guarire significa accettare se stessi, amare anche le parti di noi che non ci piacciono" sembra la cosa più stupida e banale del mondo da dire, ma è la base di tutto e bisogna farci i conti, c'è poco da fare.
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how can you drop a heavy burden if it's holding you up as well
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Forugh Farrokhzad, from a letter to Fereydoon Farrokhzad in Sin: Selected Poems of Forugh Farrokhzad [transcript in ALT]
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made a little meme to help me while i process through my grief. this realization was comforting in a way
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𝐀 𝐇𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐭 𝐢𝐬 𝐚 𝐇𝐞𝐚𝐯𝐲 𝐁𝐮𝐫𝐝𝐞𝐧 𝐭𝐨 𝐁𝐞𝐚𝐫 ♡
You were seven years old when you first met the Roy kids on a sunny summer day at a New England country club. You were eight that next summer when Roman, rather matter of factly, had declared the two of you best friends. Those following summers you had shared are some of the happiest memories from your childhood. But as the saying goes, all good things must come to an end, and you and Roman lost contact after your eighth summer. Years later, after the carefree summers with your old childhood friend has become nothing but memories, Roman Roy comes crashing back into your life.
Roman Roy x f!reader || Series playlist || Main masterlist
Chapter 1 Chemtrails Over The Country Club coming soon
Chapter 2 I Am The Greatest Motherfucker That You’re Ever Gonna Meet
More chapters to come
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ft. @verysmallcyborg's Fornax
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a heart’s a heavy burden.
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08x14 // 09x07
I'm just tired of losing everything.
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hi everyone, i parked next to a yellow mustang today. mike when he realizes he likes will core
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last words of a shooting star
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detective comics #509
[ID: Bruce Wayne sleeping in his penthouse, his eyes squeezed shut as the narration reads, ‘Gordon's strained laugh sounds hollow, but it echos in the Batman's mind... and haunts his dreams...” Bruce awakens to a hand on his shoulder and before he can think, he's twisting it and holding it down. The panel expands, revealing the hand belongs to Alfred as he's almost toppling over! He cries out, “M-master Bruce—my arm!” as Bruce groggily realizes who it is. He lets go at once as Alfred moves to the end of the bed and holds his arm while stammering an apology, “S-sorry, s-sir... Sorry if I startled you.” Bruce looks at him with aghast as he cries out, “My god, Alfred—I almost broke your arm!” Alfred reasons, “You must have been having a nightmare, sir.” as Bruce sits up and puts his face in his hands. He weepily dismisses, “A nightmare—what kind of an excuse is that? Old friend... forgive me...” Alfred reassures, “Nothing to forgive, sir. Just bad nerves, sir.” END ID]
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the hollow nonviolence but nevertheless heavily palpable longing and empty vastness of daisuke's heart. post
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this relationship is so curious to me. it’s not at all tender or kind or trusting, nothing like what mulder shares with dana. mulder hates krycek from the very beginning, and he only builds up more hatred for him as time goes on. krycek kills his father for his own pathetic cause. he’s a traitor and a rat and he’s sent to destroy mulder because dana scully couldn’t. mulder spits out vitriol every time he’s in the same room with alex, and beats his ass a million times. he leaves him to die in russia, cuffs him to balconies, lets black goop devour him in a locked room. he knows alex killed his father but never just kills alex and alex is a trained killer, yet he is often overpowered by fox, who is notoriously good at getting his ass beat. mulder and krycek are the polar opposite of mulder and scully, but they share one important thing: a passionate mulder. mulder loves and hates wholly, never a man for halves of anything, and those who are at the tail end of both of those emotions are forever bonded to him. i wouldn’t call it love that they share, not at all, but i imagine fox feels for krycek what the angels felt for lucifer: he is one of mine but destroyed, beautiful but ruined. krycek is this ugly betrayal, but pretty as a girl and essential, and fox mulder can’t ever kill him.
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