"you are the only one who's ever broken me open."
"do not scream god's name, scream mine."
"please don't make me say it if you aren't going to say it back."
"your heart is beating so fast." "because i'm happy."
"i want to draw a map of your scars so i can always find my way back to your heart."
"i don't believe in such nonsense." "i'm not asking you to. i'm simply asking that you believe in me."
"is that good? that's all i want, to make you feel good."
"it reminded me of you. but then, sometimes i think everything reminds me of you."
"what a fragile thing, that love can so easily turn to violence."
"why are you doing this?" "because i love you."
"it didn’t feel right when I was always thinking of you."
"i would have felt like the luckiest person on the planet."
"are you gonna take that off or should i keep guessing?"
"i wanted this to be special."
"i can't believe... after all this time... i should have known it would be you."
"i want to be wildly, deliriously happy. wildly, deliriously loved."
"i try always to be too much for you."
"the sooner i leave, the sooner i will return and we can begin again."
"i didn't die." "you were dead to me."
"i don't care if other people see us together, you do."
"and you say i'm the one who should be resting."
"i'm sorry." "for what?" "that you got stuck with me."
"what makes you happy?" "lots of things." "and what makes you unhappy?" "lots of other things and some of the same ones."
"i wish i could give you the world." "the world is not enough. but you are."
"i have never needed anything so much as i need you. and i hate you for it."
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Me: it's okay, you can handle Jonathan believing in benevolent sexism for just over 48 hours because 2 out of 2 doctors convinced him it kept women safe.
Jonathan: *spends just over 48 hours believing in benevolent sexism because 2 out of 2 doctors convinced him it kept women safe*
Me:
I mean, I know that unlike the other men Jonathan has up close and personal trauma with Dracula that makes his reasons for keeping Mina away from Dracula a lot more understandable.
But he's also the only man amongst the five of them who should know better, who should know Mina better, who should know to ask Mina if she truly agrees with this plan, so I'm just--
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HAPUNAN MO ANG AKING KATAWAN
I can't...stop thinking about Sulla dedicating his memoirs to Lucullus.......what the fuck.....
Plutarch, Lucullus (trans. Scott-Kilvert)
Lucullus: A Life, Arthur Keaveney
I will probably redesign Lucullus the next time I draw him, but we are. getting somewhere. I want to give him darker hair, I think. but mostly this comic is because I've been playing U-Know's Reality Show album pretty regularly since it was released and Vuja De is one of those songs that really hits when I think about relationships people had with Sulla (either in the positive, negative, or generally kind of messy). it Inspires, it Compels, and I also just wanted to do a 9-panel grid layout because it's been awhile since I've done one. they're Satisfying
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I’m re-reading Good Omens, or at least making a start at it, and I really don’t think I was prepared for how profoundly melancholy the opening scene is. You expect it to be, I don’t know, funny or even cute if the miniseries is what’s first in your mind, and that version is lovely. But this? is soul-achingly beautiful.
"I'm not sure it's actually possible for you to do evil," said Crawly sarcastically. Aziraphale didn't notice the tone.
"Oh, I do hope so," he said. "I really do hope so. It's been worrying me all afternoon." They watched the rain for a while.
"Funny thing is," said Crawly. "I keep wondering whether the apple thing wasn't the right thing to do, as well. A demon can get into real trouble, doing the right thing." He nudged the angel. "Funny if we both got it wrong, eh? Funny if I did the good thing and you did the bad one, eh?"
"Not really," said Aziraphale. Crawly looked at the rain.
"No," he said, sobering up. "I suppose not."
Slate-black curtains tumbled over Eden. Thunder growled among the hills. The animals, freshly named, cowered from the storm.Far away, in the dripping woods, something bright and fiery flickered among the trees. It was going to be a dark and stormy night.
They’re not enemies. They’re not friends, either, but they’re there, together, figuring it out for the first time side by side. And it’s not funny, somehow. It’s not happy. It’s not even something to be angry about. it just kind of is. And they’re just kind of they. But they’re figuring it out side by side, and that seems a worthy kind of start.
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