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I'm almost 30 and still amazed you can just walk into a library and pull a book off a shelf and read it, don't even need to ask anyone, can just sit down and read book for free until closing time. There is nothing that free anywhere else that isn't serreptitiouly religious or requiring registration. that's how stuff should be. Libraries are so good

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— Rudy Francisco

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anne carson // heartstopper

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sorry i keep disappearing, ive been following the flock round and in between:/

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I NEED TO TELL YOU SOMETHING 🍉🇵🇸🍉..

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i love seeing best friends goofing around in public. i love seeing couples laughing together. i love seeing little kids walking hand in hand with their parents. i love seeing dogs running happily back to their owners. i love seeing closeness and positive relationships, and knowing all that love is out there

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PREQUELS APPRECIATION WEEK 2024 DAY 5: FOUND FAMILY ▸ ANAKIN SKYWALKER & OBI-WAN KENOBI

“Anakin.” Obi-Wan’s voice had gone soft, and his hand was warm on Anakin’s arm. “There is no other Jedi I would rather have at my side right now. No other man.” Anakin turned, and found within Obi-Wan’s eyes a depth of feeling he had only rarely glimpsed in all their years together; and the pure uncomplicated love that rose up within him then felt like a promise from the Force itself. “I … wouldn’t have it any other way, Master.” [insp]

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A slight rainbow during the sunset

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every once in a while indian men's reputation sinks even lower

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”match my freak” match my melancholy. be nostalgic about a past you weren’t even that happy in. find something to be haunted about throughout every second of your day

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But even when this hurt runs through our veins constricting like the thin red threads tied around our hands, my fingers tug at the rigid bows and loosen it just enough that the puppet master stumbles through his tragic act and my wooden body finally rests against your still form.

[inspired by this]

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This looks so beautiful!! The lighting, the sheer yearning on their faces, the redness around their eyes; how the first scene is so detailed and well-lit and hopeful but the second one is sunken in because both of their hearts are breaking and Lucifer has turned away from Diavolo. It isn't possible to express in words how much this means to me. I'm so glad you took a meandering journey and that you liked this! Thank you so much!!

They’d never fucked through the night before. Even on days when they lost track of time, Lucifer would always leave. But last night something tangible had been shattered. A thread that he had been holding onto so desperately had slipped from his grip. The thought of leaving had never occurred to him during the entirety of yesternight. All he’d wanted was to touch Diavolo and employ his mouth over every dip and rise of his body. He’d wanted to feel him and breathe him and hear his own name slip from his swollen lips like fog in winters. He had scooped himself hollow and poured it over the other’s body.

Diavolo’s eyes flutter once, twice, then peel open, golden and hazy, a thousand miles away yet so near.

They hadn’t just fucked last night. They had made love.

Inspired by I punctured the abscess through abandonment by Raruma

Rating and Genre: M, Angst, Fluff, Hurt No Comfort, Sexual but not explicit, written in third person present tense

I don’t normally read angst without a happy denouement, but I was feeling uninspired by my oft-beaten track. I hadn’t read fanfic in a while so I took a meandering journey with no particular destination like I did when I first came into this fandom. It brought me to this fic which at the time only had 97 hits, and to which I now believe is a travesty for something so beautiful. This story is funny when it needs to be funny, it’s sad when it needs to be sad, but above all, the emotions were real, almost lifting off the page through poetic prose and the haunting backdrop of the game canon. I’m the most fond of Third Person Past Tense but the usage of the present tense put me in Lucifer’s thoughts, actions and pain in real time which was highly effective especially juxtaposed to flashbacks which were written in past tense, happening without sectioning or interrupting the flow of the story. I myself took 150k words to say what they did in only 5000. I feel that this story deserves to be read even if it isn’t normally to my taste.

They love each other.

It doesn’t make a difference.

- These were the words that made me curious enough to give this a chance.

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— Anaïs Nin, from The Voice