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this song is so rui pov ruikasa core. you agree. reblog. 
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scartorccio · 11 months
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This song is so yellowjackets coded
We won't remember what we do /
It was just the night, it wasn't you
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transthatfag · 3 months
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looking.
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suntails · 1 year
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dinnertime
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poorly-drawn-mdzs · 5 months
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He was just being a silly little guy!
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ultimatedirk · 1 month
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shut up, you had me at hello <3
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loves2spwge · 2 months
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Hey, thanks for going through all that to save my life, Stan.
Dude, you're my best friend. I don't want you to die until I do.
💙💚 @judgedarts did this incredibly gorgeous page for me for my two most favorite dudes everrrr 💚💙
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eddietoz · 6 months
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now and then, 2023
wikipedia / john’s version, handwritten / genius / @m1ssunderstanding / hey jude / get back documentary / the guardian
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amber-angel · 1 year
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Ok as someone with a longstanding special interest in scooby doo, I feel qualified to pitch an actual "real" reboot. They're poly, in a qpr, and instead of solving random mysteries, people come to them to help solve crimes that the police have brushed off. They're Benoit Blanc except they're four people and they have a dog. Scooby can still talk, somehow
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Can I genuinely ask not trying to be mean why you baby Ethan and draw him like he needs two big strong men like Chris and Leon and fighting over him when that would never happen and he’s a grown man with dick and balls
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"that would never happen"
sorry to break it to u but i draw a lot of things that would never happen and if thats what u were looking for maybe u should leave
try blocking me 👍
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knaccblog · 8 months
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We all know that when Crowley says, "You can't leave this bookshop", what he's really saying is, "You can't leave this life we've made together", but he's too scared to include himself explicitly in it, right? It's like in the fight about Gabriel where Crowley says he wants Gabriel "nowhere near the precious, peaceful, fragile existence he's carved out for himself" but we all know he's just talking about Aziraphale because whenever he's actually talking to Jim or himself, he's only worried about what will happen to Aziraphale, not himself in the slightest. Worrying what will happen to himself is a facade he pulls up in front of Aziraphale to deflect from how deeply he loves him.
On the other hand, when Aziraphale says, "Oh Crowley, nothing lasts forever", he's really saying, "I love you so much that I am willing to give up all my most precious worldly possessions to assure that you are given the treatment and reinstatement you so deserve." His tone of voice and his face are both all love even.
Like it's just so amazingly sad that what Crowley is reading as rejection, as "you're not good enough as you are", is almost definitely Aziraphale saying he loves him more than everything else and thinks he's the most truly good soul he knows?
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birdricks · 4 months
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the final phrase of my last sentence / hangs in the air, sounding stupider and stupider
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lucabyte · 3 months
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Almost, but not quite.
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dxkjf · 6 months
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Guys guess what I’ve been rewatching guess
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shimmershy · 2 years
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I caved and doodled Hunter instead of sleeping.
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babybells123 · 7 days
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No but you don’t understand . I need Jonsa to be a tangled mess of depravity and tenderness. Grief haunting them - the ghosts of their past connecting them in some irrevocable way, because perhaps that’s the only way they know how to bond - initially, at the very least. Estranged but bursting with love but not knowing how to show it because ‘we were never close.’ But Sansa used to teach me courtesy, and Jon used to sneak me lemon cakes when no one was watching. I love you so much but I feel as if you’re a stranger to me and I don’t know how to change that. Do you wish it was arya who walked through those gates or I should have been a better brother to you, I should have ridden north for you. Please just let me hold you in my arms until our hardened hearts soften again. Until something ineffable develops. And to their horror, they realise this raw and fresh and beautiful (damaged) bond that they have created. And then comes the angst. The yearning. The unspoken words. Religious disillusionment. Inadequacy. Shame shame shame. Understanding slowly burning brighter, until they realise how similar they actually are and oh my god , you were there the whole time and I never even realised. But she was radiant and glowed brighter than any star in the sky, how could I not ??? Now give me your hands and I’ll kiss your fingers one by one, I’ll gentle each tip the way you’ve deserved. And I’m here, I see you. I’m not leaving, but gods am I a vile being. Look at how this world has corrupted me.
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