#Breathless-darkness
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honeyglas · 1 year ago
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New butch dropped. Definitely not doomed by the narrative
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draco-glacialis · 3 months ago
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Agatha is simply a feral cat that Rio picked up by the scuff of her neck and decided to keep.
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kariiimm · 1 year ago
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No one can hear the scream of your heart only your heart can.
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electroniccollectiondonut · 1 month ago
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I just think Clark Kent, born and raised (...well you know what I mean) in Smallville Kansas, comes to Metropolis and experiences for the first time, all at once, multi-lane traffic, real crowds, buildings taller than two storeys, city lights, and the fucking ocean, and spends the first six months feeling totally floored every time he looks out the window.
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ocheeva · 1 year ago
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— ᴛʜᴇ ʟᴇꜰᴛ ʜᴀɴᴅ ᴏꜰ ᴅᴀʀᴋɴᴇꜱꜱ, ᴜʀꜱᴜʟᴀ ᴋ. ʟᴇ ɢᴜɪɴ
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vaguely-concerned · 18 hours ago
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having absolute hysterics about warwick and york's matching armour in this production. his & his armour for you and bae as you finally set out to place him on his rightful throne (and so become the greatest man in england but the king) <3
(henry vi part 2 1983 dir jane howell btw it's so fucking good)
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divinekangaroo · 9 months ago
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Finishing the Dark Knight and cannot stop laughing: Nolan's ability to finish a movie is like Sting's ability to finish a song.
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sol-consort · 6 months ago
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just reread my illusive man fic and damn I really cooked good
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ghostspikess · 1 year ago
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unspuncreature · 1 year ago
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concorde - bcnr is THE post o66 obikin long haul slow burn it gets worse before it gets better angst then recovery song. to ME.
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trashcanalienist · 2 years ago
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tenth-sentence · 21 days ago
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A dull rumbling sound; the burning ship parted asunder; a pillar of fire, flecked with black masses that were beams and planks, rose up out of the ocean; there was a terrific crash, as though sea and sky were coming together; and then a mighty mountain of water rose, advanced caught, and passed them, and they were alone – deafened, stunned, and breathless, in a sudden horror of thickest darkness, and a silence like that of the tomb.
"For the Term of His Natural Life" - Marcus Clarke
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kariiimm · 2 months ago
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Here we go again , you give and care but nothing in return .
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sindee-lulu · 25 days ago
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“You took the breath right outta me, you left a hole where my 🖤 should be…”
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ifyouhatemeillloveyoumore · 1 month ago
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Sento il rumore che fa l’aria entrando ed uscendo dalle narici, dunque sto respirando giusto?
Quella sensazione che però aria non entri. Quella sensazione che i polmoni non si riempiano. Quella sensazione di claustrofobia. Quella sensazione di assenza di ossigeno.
Nei miei polmoni entra ed esce aria tecnicamente, ma non c’è ossigeno.
Capisci cosa intendo?
Respiro, ma non respiro.
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happymeishappylife · 1 month ago
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You can read my review of these here.
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