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so i finished arcane.. can gay people stop ruining my life?

like wtf.

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my contribution to this trend🙇

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I’m going it sob my eyes out now bye y’all

sevika who can only go to sleep laying on your chest

she's so used to the people she loves being taken from her, dying without a way for her to stop it

she needs to know you're still alive

she needs to hear your heartbeat

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star by mitski 🌠

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SEVIKA’S ARMSS (Ignore the terrified child)

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My queen

Every time someone writes her as a mean dom a lesbian angel loses their wings

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My queen

Sevika's first day as a counselor

My baby standing up to the snobs that treated her people horribly for years <3333

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As a Jewish man that LIVES for Sevika yes I need it let me hear her speak Hebrew (or Yiddish)please G-d I need it

jewish sevika :((((((((((((((

(i am aware it makes no sense okay i am being crazy by making her mizrahi south asian and i know that but also no :( )

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“god, he’s just so…ugh fuck…you know?” you curse through gritted teeth, hands held before you in a choking motion.

jayce stares at you from across the room, brows furrowed in confused concern. “I-“

“it’s like he does it on purpose. he knows what he’s doing when he walks in all good morning lásko, how did you sleep?” you voice drops a few octaves as you imitate your lab partner. “it’s infuriating, i just want to grab him and shake him but i’m scared he’s gonna break.”

“hey, maybe-“ jayce unsuccessfully tries to pipe up again.

“and i get it, it’s not appropriate but it’s either gonna end with me kissing or choking him out next time because i can’t do it anymore.” your rant ends with a huff as you drop your head to the table on defeat.

“you can kiss or choke me, either way i don’t mind but please, do not be gentle” the accustomed accent floats through the room and you feel the weight of the universe crash down upon you at the realisation viktor had heard everything. “i will not break but i’m touched to know you are concerned.”

you feel a hand brush against your shoulder as he passes, the familiar patter of his footsteps and cane simultaneously calming and quickening your pulse. the heat of his body warms your bare arm as he leans over, lips now at the shell of your ear. “good morning lásko, how did you sleep?”

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something something despite the all horrors and tragedies of the world, love was there and that's all that matters

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stay your pretty eyes on course

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AHHHHHHHHHH🗣️🗣️🗣️🗣️🗣️🗣️🗣️🗣️🗣️🗣️

SEVIKA LOOK ALIKE CONTEST IN MY BEDROOM NOW

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let’s search the sky for a while, you and i

collide like two stars for a while, you and i

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Another day in the lab

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No new years day will be like waking up to hollyweed on January 1, 2017

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a happier reunion

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I live for this woman it’s not ok

God I love her