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sparrovv · 2 years
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Life is...well it's definitely going.
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hamable · 2 months
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WHEN I TELL YOU I SCREAMED
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shima-draws · 6 months
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THE NEW INDIGO DISK TRAILER???
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HELLO?? HELLO??? KIERAN?????????
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pineappical · 9 months
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would calling this something like "the sun to his earth" be a little bit too cliche? maybe...
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funsize-cenobites · 8 months
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The weight of knowing Nightow said in an interview that Vash avoids taking lovers and deepening most relationships because of the disparity of time between Humans and Plants and the pain that comes from that... Yet he explicitly chose Wolfwood; a man who's time had already been stolen from... to spend the rest of his tomorrows with...
Indescribable.
I am genuinely unsure how to recover from this level of longing. This acceptance of the inherent tragedy that makes love beautiful at its core: That impermanence.
Vash spent all that time avoiding and yearning. Loving always at arms length and loving so hard to try and make up for that. Then when he finally finds someone strong enough, who loves Vash the same. Someone that has even a snowballs chance in hell of understanding any part of him. he loses him. Not immediately though, that would've been a mercy. No, Vash got just enough time to realize how close he was.
Vash got to start building a home in Wolfwood just in time to see it collapse.
It's haunting in a way most of the media around these themes has rarely managed to be to me personally. Vash is possibly my favorite example of that one quote:
"Grief is just love with no where to go."
And god... Vash has so so so much love trapped inside.
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spinjitsuburst · 3 months
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“Nya and Jay both never say a word to the other ninja about Skybound” are you telling me Nya doesn’t TELL KAI THAT SHE DIED. ARE YOU TELLING ME NYA DOESN’T SEEK OUT HER BIG BROTHER AFTER A NIGHTMARE OR MENTAL BREAKDOWN OR IF HER CHEST IS A LITTLE TOO TIGHT THAT DAY. ARE YOU TELLING ME KAI CAN LOOK AT THE PERSON HE CARES ABOUT MORE THAN ANYONE IN THE WORLD AND NOT INSTANTLY KNOW SOMETHING IS DEEPLY, HORRIBLY WRONG??
THESE TWO RAISED EACH OTHER. NYA WOULD NOT KEEP THIS FROM HIM I AM PHYSICALLY INCAPABLE OF BELIEVING THAT
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aeirithgainsborough · 11 months
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Lottie Matthews & Natalie Scatorccio YELLOWJACKETS: 103. The Dollhouse
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thekittyokat · 26 days
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you ever just have a lot, a LOT of feelings all at once about a character and not even remotely enough words or brainpower to FORM the words to describe everything you're feeling. so it feels like you may explode. yeah
#sorry i got really into my feelings about mark hoffman again#the very specific version of him in my brain that i really really wish i had the time and energy to properly share with you guys#saw#well until i muster the energy to explode all of my feelings out into a fic. if you want to TRY and understand#know that my three biggest hoffman fic insps right now are as follows#your best kept secret hoffman. a series of mistakes hoffman. and rushed like a dreadful wind hoffman.#there is a very clear throughline just know i am extremely emotionally compromised rn#thinking about theee fics vs the canon path hoffman spirals down#something something the absolute tragedy of watching a man's descent into madness#the transformation of a man into a monster#and what could have saved him from himself and kramer's corruption#sorry i'm rambling so much oh my god i was just having such a crying fit out of nowhere about this#do you think he could feel it happening. do you think he was aware he was losing his mind.#the script version of him fucks with me so bad. the crazed rankings and the longer hair and him not being well kept anymore#it's impossible to think he didn't know he was deteriorating#fuuuck okay i need to either chill or write a whole longfic rn#i project on that guy so much i truly don't know if i could properly write my vision of him#until i do something more substantial the full extent of my hoffman exists for me and my boyfriend only. they get me like no one else#well ginny and jenna also get me. please read best kept secret and a series of mistakes Oh My God#where am i going with this. i like tag rambling actually this is a nice way to do it without forcing EVERYONE to read my delirium#anyways if you've read all of this i think i love you? feel free to dm me about hoffman and my very specific headcanons and aus#maybe soon i'll try and start writing my fics about this tragic man#i could never say any of this on twitter btw they'd string me up for my opinions on him as a sad wet beast who could have been fixed#if only he hadn't been weaponized first#god i'm too tired to even be as embarrassed about this as i should be. thought i unlearned cringe already#but i've been spending way too much time on twitter and they HAAATE hoffman there#rip. i know it's not that serious but i'm sensitive rn and hate feeling lonely in my thoughts#ok bye for real otherwise i'll never shut up. i might tag ramble more often bc this was therapeutic in a way i needed badly#cat chat
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lesbianpegbar · 2 years
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chainsaw man season 1 episode 1 moodboard
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*said in the cubfan135 voice* in HermitCraft right now. straight up jornking it. and by it. well. let's just say redstone
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couple of mello + near doodles
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azul-marie · 2 years
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little habits of love.
fem. reader feat. arthur, charles, javier, sean, john
arthur —
drawings to amuse.
his artistry is unknown to many but you, and perhaps little jack for all his curiosity. arthur is a private, sentimental man, all his thoughts collecting and manifesting across the pulp of his journal’s pages. but if you ask, even just to tease, you’ll no sooner receive a carefully folded gift of a drawing of something you mentioned to him before — a flower, a wild turkey’s feather, even a sleeping portrait of charles. some are detailed and thoughtful, shadows and light captured alike, while others are messy little scrawls drawn from boredom, of long trips back campward all alone. arthur says nothing of these gifts of his. the only thanks he needs is the way you grin up at him, the way you press those pages between ones of your own.
charles —
blocking sunny rays from a pretty face.
his statue is much discussed, height and build and all, strength seeping through the cloth of his clothing. charles is accustomed to being the tallest, the largest man in the room, save for a mr. arthur morgan. yet it still comes times his body serves for a purpose other than hurt, than suffering — times when the summer sun is high up above the clouds, its rays piercing your eyes, twisting that lovely face of yours into a grimace. he is not aware of when this habit began. charles knew only to spare you from this bother, by standing behind or besides you to give you a slice of shade while you worked. when you notice, the way you fawn so sweetly warms his heart, though he’ll only brush it off as the right thing to do. if it’s for you, it’s always right.
javier —
hands and arms at your beck and call.
he is a gentlemen, posh and proud in his own right. although the two of you live this life of freedom and criminality, javier never forgets to treat you like the loveliest lady you are. on riverbank walks, he’ll cross your elbows together to keep you warm and close. he insists on his hands on your waist whilst helping you dismount your horse. no matter the length of stairs ahead of you, his hand is always outstretched for you to steady yourself on the way down. before you need it, javier’s holding whatever it is out for you to pluck from his grasp, always anticipating your every move. he insists it is the compatibility between you both, how in tune you’ve grown to be. loyalty is his name, and he’s given it to you.
sean —
a quiet vulnerability.
his boisterous, cheeky camaraderie is unmatched by any other in the gang. sean is, at once, the joy and annoyance of every one person’s heart, despite their saying otherwise. but rarely, rarer than double-crossed rainbows or a sober camp party, sean falls silent. it is the type of silence that comes with trust, and a side of love; it is the kind that belongs only to you. where his head rests upon your lap, on your shoulder, your bosom, eyes closed in thoughtful quiet. where he soaks up your whispered words and gentle touches, wanting nothing more than his world enveloped by you. it never lasts long, for sean is too adamant of his feelings to go on without showering you in some sort of affection — but this quiet, his quiet, speaks volumes on his behalf.
john —
senses, touch, only for you.
during the wolf attack, it was all teeth and scapes and blood left behind to mark him. and after, it was pairs of hands after hands, touching his face, his battered body, until the day he finally healed enough to walk. john, plenty touch-starved before, now flinches and flicks off unwanted hands or legs or shoulders when he feels them getting too close. but you are never too close, no, never close enough. perhaps it is the shy of the soul that doesn’t allow him to admit aloud; whereas he snaps and growls at the others, it is by your hand he calms, whether it’s a stroke of his head or a caress of his cheek. it is a trust deeply connecting, said without words. john knows no hurt when it comes from you.
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m00ngbin · 6 months
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Guess what FUCKING DAY IT IS
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mochiwrites · 3 months
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why superhero plots hard to create
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kazumahashimoto · 1 year
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biggest plot twist in this game is that sidon is really messy
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watching the last episode of season 5 in 2026 and steve gets fatally injured and then the first notes of when it’s cold id like to die start playing and we all know in that moment it’s over
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