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starter call for ya boy g.uzma !!

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i beg of you to use me as your vessel,  guide me to your brilliance,  divide each particle and give relief to this rotten flesh.  cast the fragile form of this ephemeral body into new life in the forge of your glow.  atom,  come  —  bestow your presence on your unworthy servant.  we stay true,  until the day of division — 

                              until the dawn of your return to his humble world !         *c.

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☢ Ｇｌｏｒｙ ｔｏ Ａｔｏｍ. ☢

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“You hold it in, whatever it is, until you can make it through the worst part. Then, once you are safe, you can cry all the tears you couldn’t waste time crying before.”

— Margaret Atwood, from “The Testaments,” released c. September 2019

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trying to figure out how effie would feel about the entirety of the va*lt t*c w*rkshop dlc and if it would be the kind of thing she turns on her heel and avoids or if she cannot help herself bc the opportunity for va*lt t*c....tech is too much to pass up imagine having a clean fucking pillow for ONCE.

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                            𝘴𝘵𝘢𝘳𝘭𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯 𝘸𝘪𝘭𝘭 𝘨𝘶𝘪𝘥𝘦 𝘶𝘴 𝘵𝘰 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘰𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘴𝘪𝘥𝘦.

                                                             * ✧ ⋆

                           ind strive of twrp’s “ starlight brigade ”  —  written by disco /   c.

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I’m BI I’m HOMELESS I have RADIATION POISONING and I’m NEW IN TOWN

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permanent  starter  call  for  geiger !!

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Losers try to tell me I emit "nuclear radiation", like thats my vibe idiot

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i’m not here bc i have training all these week, however, listen, there ARE things i want to talk about wrt effie which are: 

nate and his importance to her as someone who profoundly understood her and how much she loved him and how she grapples with wondering how nate would have fared in the post-war world. her need for and also fear of isolation without him as her rock.

the fact that she was a pretty distant person pre-war (and still is post-war to some degree) but manages to forge more meaningful relationships in the apocalypse than she ever had previously and sort of her ruminations on that fact. like is it necessity? is she just afraid of being more alone that she already feels? is it indicative in a change in who she is as a person now? who knows. i don’t. she doesn’t.

effie maybe one day telling someone, anyone, the truth about shaun. idek if it’s a trust thing so much as her admitting it to herself?? when it comes to her confessing i sort of imagine the people she would/wouldn’t tell and it’s not a list of people she does/doesn’t trust, it’s really more like. people she is willing to admit that truth about herself to if that makes sense.

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The Big Country (1958)

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hey mac look at me

@humanityshope

                           “  what —  ”

                            “  fuckin’  —  at least i’m a bitch who can whistle.  asswipe.  ”

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→  relationship aesthetic for ellie & mac —– @humanityshope

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                             “  ---  pardon?  ”     she’s half lost in thought,  mind on the case at hand,  only registering that the sheriff was speaking to her when she looks up and catches his gaze.  he’s got a sheepish smile and a finger tapping the underside of his chin,  and it only takes her a moment to put two and two together.  fingers fly to her own chin and come away  ---  sticky and orange.

“  sweet potato,  ”     she explains with a laugh.  no napkin on hand,  so she pops the finger into her mouth.  perhaps unbecoming,  but she doubted the sheriff was the judging type.        “  my son is finally trying solids.  we did mashed peas last week,  what a disaster.  ”

                        *   @divinitybreathed  ------  reggie ! 

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sb: i don’t like kids guzma : don’t talk to me or my 87 sons and 94 daughters and beautiful lesbian co-parent ever again