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"Let your hands be the last to hold her."
WHAT IF I KMS WHAT THEN
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Prompt 136
There is a small child floating in the Watchtower.
They’re visibly not human, a too-big cloak of purple (what shade no one knows, all they can describe about the cloak is purple, nothing else) hanging from them as big Lazarus-green eyes glare down in something of a pout. The child huffs, blowing white hair out of their face despite it shimmering and shifting on its own already.
How the child, inhuman or not, found their way into the Watchtower- without setting off an alarm no less- is a concern. A very large concern, but it can wait because there is a four-year old (if the child is the equivalent of a human child that is) at oldest staring down at them.
“Do you know where the speedsters are?” the child piped up after an awkward stare-down, none of the league members present quite sure what to do in this situation. It was probably around time to call Batman… or they could call Flash instead.
#dcxdp#dpxdc#prompts#Lil Time-Student Danny: The speedsters keep making Pops sick >:/#Danny sneaking out to yell at the speedsters:#The JL who have no idea what’s going on#If Danny starts crying they’re gonna panic#How did Danny become a child?#Well there was an explosion and death and he didn’t want to go with Vlad#But staying in the Clocktower for so long has effects#Plus Clockwork had already claimed him as his ghostling#Some days Danny is younger and sometimes he’s his normal 14 years of age#Bonus on if the time medallion in his chest is now visible similar to Clockwork’s clock#He's just a lil baby ghostling whose parent keeps getting Really sick and he's scared#Gonna yell or punch at the people tearing through time and hurtin his dad#Whos gonna stop him#FK is too busy gathering medicine and tea for CW#The remaining observants are hoping Phantom gets stuck somewhere so they don't have to deal with the baby Ancient
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"Tell me again."
Max hums, moving his hand in slow circles along Daniel's back, feeling his chest move against his side, his face hidden in the folds of Max's t-shirt.
He bows his head, pressing a kiss against Daniel's hair, shifting against the hotel's pillows until he's comfortable again.
"It's going to be sunny," he says, voice low, letting Daniel's curls tickle his lips and nose. "It's going to be sunset, orange, the trees all golden in the way you like."
Daniel's back shifts under his hand, his fingers twisting in Max's shirt.
"We'll be sitting in chairs, because you have old man knees, and would complain about sitting on the floor."
He twists away from the halfhearted poke in his side, then settles back.
"They will be those garden ones, the ones with the straw?"
"Wicker," Daniel corrects him softly, voice scratchy.
"Yes, wicker." He tugs Daniel even closer, not knowing how it is even possible. "With pillows, so you can curl in them like a little cat."
He smooths his hand down Daniel's back, like he does with Sassy, when she stretches out beside him on the bed, similar to how Daniel is now. Does it again when he feels Daniel's shoulders uncurl slightly.
"We will be drinking your weird beers, the expensive ones that taste worse than all the others."
"Craft beer isn't weird," Daniel argues, just like Max was expecting him to. He sounds like there's something stuck in the back of his throat, and Max kisses his hair again.
"It is weird, Daniel. Beer does not need to be that expensive."
He gives him space to reply once more, but Daniel doesn't.
"We will drink your weird beer, and we will talk about that time we ate pasta in your hotel room."
It wasn't just one time, but Max knows he doesn't need to specify. They're both thinking about the same one, illegal spaghetti ordered from room service, hidden from their trainers, sauce on the corner of Max's mouth, cleaned by Daniel's thumb first, Daniel's mouth later. And even if they aren't thinking about the same, it doesn't matter. Every plate of pasta shared, in every hotel room, would matter just as much, stepping stones in their story, just as important as that first kiss.
"And it will be rainy," Max continues, voice even lower. His t-shirt is damp, stretched by Daniel's tense fingers. Daniel's back is shuddering, even when he holds him closer and closer and closer.
"It will rain, and you will have a blanket, because you always get cold, even more when it is humid."
The thing that was in Daniel's throat is in his too now.
"We will talk about how stupid everyone was. We will say it was all unfair. But we will not be angry anymore, because it will not matter anymore."
Daniel's hair smell like Max's shampoo, even if he usually doesn't use it, because he hates how dry it makes it feel. Max can taste salt on the back of his throat as he shifts his head slightly, trying to at least keep his ears dry, now that his cheeks are a lost cause.
Daniel's breathing is a stuttered rhythm against his ribs.
"We will cook eggs," Max pushes on, pressing every word against Daniel's skin, hoping every one feels like the i love you that it is. "Because we will have chickens on your farm, like a real farm, so we will be good at cooking eggs. And you will drink your wine, and sing your songs."
His voice breaks, sudden betrayal, just as Daniel trembles in a sob, but Max pushes through. They've both always known how to push through.
"And I will ask are you happy and you will say yes," he says, making it sound like a promise, because it is a promise. "And we will not regret any of it."
He knows they won't. Not the angry moments, not the painful moments, not the annoying little moments they will never even remember. They will take all of them and throw them into the jar of their lives, little pebbles, and colorful marbles, and shards of glass smoothed out with time and love and distance, all mixed together.
"We will sit on your chairs, and they will have nothing, and we will have us."
He holds Daniel closecloseclose, because he's never learned how to let go of the things he cares about, has always clung to things with his teeth and desire bared, and he has no intention of starting now. He has no intention of starting ever.
Even if this is not the way he wanted things to happen, he doesn't believe in letting go, especially when it comes to Daniel.
He swallows, clears his throat to try and dislodge the tight knot of feelings there, raises a hand to swipe his thumb along Daniel's wet jaw.
"We will have chickens, and a garage full of dirt bikes, and I will ask Grace to teach me how to make the pasta sauce you spilled all over the carpet when you were five."
Daniel nods against his chest, fingers relaxing. His breathing is still uneven, Max's t-shirt is still damp, but he can feel him going lax against him, relaxing bit by bit.
"We will," Daniel murmurs, voice shaky enough it sounds closer to a question.
"We will," Max tells him, firm. Would be happy to tell him again and again, until Daniel's voice doesn't shake on it anymore. "We will eat so much food, and we will become fat, and we will be happy. We will."
Daniel nods again, then shifts, wiggling in Max's hold until he can properly climb on top of him, pointy elbows planted on the bed, above Max's shoulders, trembling fingers tracing the wet lines on his cheeks, red-rimmed eyes soft.
When Daniel kisses him, they both taste like salt, exhaustion and the future.
#i made myself cry and i don't even know if most of this makes sense#but yesterday i was crying because (among other things) i was scared i would not have been able to write again#and today i am writing again even if it's just a little thing#so hey one step at a time#maxiel#my writing#if there are typos blame the tears not me#i only wrote a single i love you in this but i hope you could read it in every line and i hope you know every i love you is for you too#and i hope you know we all will be happy too and we will not regret it and we will sit in the metaphorical tumblr porch#and the higher ups and media will have nothing but we will have them and we will have us#im gonna go be emotional somewhere else now
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dynam0 before the incident
#deadlock#dynamo#art#friend said i should take a break from playing so i dont get burnt out easily so i thought of a different way to see my blorbo#hearing certain voicelines makes this more heartbreaking#i love him so much im gonna miss him (and the game) this weekend. will be going somewhere#inb4 valve's human dynamo is nowhere near this#i cry
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Okay hear me out. Imagine a story where a scientist is leading a tour of kids through his lab, showing off all the inventions that will hopefully one day help humanity! In this tour is his son, who is very excited to be with his dad at his job, while also technically going to school? Win Win!! His dad has been a bit overprotective of him, but he sort of enjoys the attention. Although he isn’t too keen on his classmates who bully (perhaps one of the bullies is his brother or something) him for it, still poking and teasing him during the tour.
After awhile the dad shows off a portal machine which can open a portal to a whole new world, or at least that’s what they think it leads to anyway. The lab hasn’t fully tested it and is making a robot to send in first. The kids all ask if they can see it and the science team agrees as long as no one goes over the rails towards the portal, cause it seems to have a suction. (You can see where this is going I bet) The science team flips on the machine and the portal lights up, and while everyone is distracted the bully decides to have some fun, whispering into the Scientist kid’s ear something like “Maybe you’ll see your mom over there” or “Perhaps I should just take out trash like you. You’re just wasting dad’s time anyway” before the kid can really process what happens he is pushed over the rail into the portal, disappearing. The machine shuts off with a clunk and the dad is pissed. He is shouting at the bully about how stupid that was and how they have no idea if it’s even life sustainable on the other side! A guard nearby says that the kid is in real serious trouble for so many reasons, only for the dad to chime in that the bully better hope his kid is alive cause if he isn’t, he’ll get a murder charge. The bully explains he didn’t mean to only for most of the class saying that the bully always does this and one student even repeats what he said before he pushed the kid in. They decide to end the tour early and send everyone home, while the bully is escorted out by the guards and won’t be going home soon.
The science team asks what they’re gonna do and the dad says they’re gonna make something. Perhaps a suit or vehicle so that he can go into the portal and find his son. The team nods and quickly gets to work, they know it’ll take more than a few weeks, but maybe if they are lucky the kid will be okay, and maybe they can get it done faster.
Meanwhile, the kid flies through the portal and lands on a soft ground. Panicking he sits up and looks around, only to notice he’s on a huge bed. The portal sent him to a world that was way bigger than his own. Fear strikes him as he realizes where there is a big bed, there’s a big person. He’s right when he looks over across the room and sees a huge person sitting at a desk mumbling to themself. He’s frozen in fear and can’t move, even when the person swings around from their chair and walks over to their bed only to pause and stare at him.
The giant just stared at him, confused as to why there is a tiny child in their bed. They swear they didn’t put them there and are about to say something when the kid just burst out crying and the giant panicked. They quickly kneel by their bed and try to hush the child and tell them that it’s okay. The child keeps sobbing and soft hiccups can be heard, but eventually the kid quiets down a bit. The giant carefully asks how the kid got there, and the boy answers between sobs. The giant listens and the boy eventually bursts into tears again, crying out that they want their dad. The giant gently scoops them up, and holds them close saying “hey, hey, it’s going to be alright. You said your dad was a scientist…sooo he must have seen you get pushed in. I bet he’s trying to get back to you, he just has to figure out how to.” The kid sniffles and asks if the giant really believes that and they nod. They then reassure the kid that they won’t hurt them and that they’ll watch and care for them, until their dad comes to save them. The boy nods and the giant pauses and asks if he likes movies. The boy says yes and that he likes action like movies. The giant then decides that maybe they could watch a movie, to help the boy calm down, they’ll even let the kid choose the movie. He gets a little excited over this and the two of them go and do exactly that. Through this we learn that the worlds are almost identical, but some things are changed like Superman is Aceman, and Ice Cream is Frost Gel. All still the same thing, just named differently, which both the giant and boy find amusing.
The boy stays with the giant for little over a week, getting used to the large surroundings and the movements of the giant. The giant provides a small house to the boy, made of a box and Legos, which the boy had fun playing with and designing that part of the little home. In the other world the dad and his team finally finished the suit. It was built to survive space, acid, lava, and other possibilities. It had a backpack built into the back that held food rations, weapons, tools, and other things for survival. There was also the case, which contained all the parts for a small return portal back home. Which had been tested multiple times….just not cross dimensionally. The suit also had a built in camera that would send live video feed back to the team while the dad, who wanted to be the one who went through, was over there looking for his son. He’d also do some science stuff, like take samples and explore a bit.
The day finally arrives and the dad walks through the portal. He finds himself behind a large plush wall, and he starts to walk around it when he hears booming voices. Meanwhile the giant is laying in bed scrolling through their phone. The kid is sleeping in their little house for a quick nap. Then out of the corner of their eye they see something move out from behind their pillow. The dad looks up and catches the giant’s eye glancing at him. He freezes, and then grabs a weapon from the bag. This causes the giant to freak out and quickly flop out of their bed and onto the floor. The dad runs over and, using the mic in his suit, shouts “WHERE IS HE?!?!?” The giant, confused as hell, asks that the “crazy living action figure dude” please put down the weapon, while also asking what he means. The dad just shouts “IF YOU DID ANYTHING TO HIM I SWEAR I’LL..” the threat falls from his lips as the giant rises above him and cautiously walks over to the little house. They open the top and reach in, carefully waking the boy up and whispering that they have a surprise. The dad, still in a fighting stance, watches as the giant approaches with something in their hands. He’s about to fight, when the giant opens their hands and reveals his son, causing him to freeze. The boy pauses, not recognizing him cause of the suit, but once the dad rips the helmet off, the kid jumps off the giants hand and rushes to embrace his dad.
Both the kid and the dad just tightly hold onto each other as the giant just smiles softly, watching them. They then comment how much of a strong and loving dad the kid has and how the dad has such a brave and smart son. They both look up at the giant, who gives them a sweet smile. The dad explains they can go back home and the son is excited to tell his dad everything he learned about the place. The giant asks if there is anything they can do to help, which the dad asks if there is a safe place to setup a portal device somewhere that isn’t, well, a bed. The giant nods, and offers their hand to the pair. The son quickly hops on and the dad, carefully steps on after a bit of encouragement from his son. The giant takes them to their desk and says they can set it up in the free space near the wall.
After some time the portal is up and running and the dad has some samples, including a hair from the giant, and the small pair is ready to go home. The giant remarks that they’ll probably be seeing more of the tiny people, but says that they are welcome to visit. The boy hugs the giants hand and thanks them for taking care of them. The dad also thanks them for watching over his son, and says that he’s glad that the giant was the one to find his son. They take their leave and the story comes out in their world about what happens. The bully is still charged for some things, mostly messing with official government science stuff, but everything seems fine in the end. Plus the boy made an amazing friend, and the dad found someone he can trust to watch his son.
Anyway, basically what if a portal led to a giant world similar to our own, but it was discovered because some kids decided to mess with a kid. Resulting in the kid getting lost in that world, having to wait to be found or find a way back themself?
#g/t#gt#gianttiny#giant/tiny#giant tiny#g/t idea#g/t ideas#g/t thoughts#g/t thought#g/t story idea#I think it would be interesting to find a whole new world filled with giants#although if I found a tiny crying child in my bed I’d probably freak out#I’d have to calm them down and try and figure out how they got here and whether or not they were always tiny#it would be 100% worse if they happened to be from the same universe and the portal just shrunk them and sent them somewhere random#especially if you see the missing posters and think ‘wait I have them…how am I gonna explain their size?!?!?’#but if they’re from another world it’s more ‘oh okay. just smaller universe..okay okay…let’s figure out dimension travel then…I guess!!!’#either way I’d comfort them and definitely help or try and help them get back home#I’d just make sure that they were okay and watch over them…go all mama bear mode I guess haha#also sorry this got long and is basically a short story written shorter…a shrunken story hehehe
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I closed the ranks, and I doubled back // But, you know, I hated to close the doggone door on you.
#niche market for this post I know but if I can hurt just one other person as much as this idea hurt me to have I will have done my job <3#I was messing around trying to pair all the songs on hoom to iwtv characters and this struck me in the chest at a million miles per hour#has anyone ever been more upended unspooling unsung and blue!#baby birch#have one on me#joanna newsom#iwtv#tvc#interview with the vampire spoilers#interview with the vampire#jnew#op#'couldn't this just have been a fancam' NO I'm lazy and my computer has no space!!#claudia de pointe du lac#claudia de lioncourt#gonna go cry somewhere I think#this song already has the power to grievously injure anyone in the vicinity
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Sometimes caring So Much feels like a curse in this cruel world. but sometimes it allows me to connect with other people who also care A Lot and together we actually are able to make a difference. And that is literally the best feeling in the entire world.
#i'm just some woman with a committee addiction. pay it no mind.#This is a post about an injustice you've probably never heard of. it reflects larger injustices but this particular one impacts <100 ppl#A few weeks ago i realised that if i couldn't do something about this one...it would change me forever.#I couldn't not TRY to do something. Obviously. but also if my efforts had no impact? it would ruin my life. a bit.#after weeks of teeth gritting work and looking into several more weeks of it to come I'm going to take a moment to pause and say:#we're getting somewhere. we're really getting somewhere.#ugh i sound so dramatic. I guess it is dramatic. but w/e#im not gonna talk about local politics & organising because im not an idiot#but the siren call of posting ...!#causes me to say vague shit that sounds so much more dramatic than if I just. told u what im up to.#most of which is having hour long phone conversations with my mother where one of us is crying#and sending lots of texts#and BEING IN A UNION. EVERYONE JOIN A UNION.#me fein
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me, a wheelchair user, seeing a "in case of fire use stairs" sign : so just fuck me then, right?
#exactly one (1) time there was a fire DRILL in the hospital during one of my doctors appointments#keep in mind this was a RESEARCH HOSPITAL. somewhere guaranteed to have several wheelchair users#and we just sat in one of the stairwells and the fire alarm went straight through my head and made me cry#and the firefighter was like 'if this was real we'd figure out how to carry you down. but its a drill so we're just gonna chill here'#or something along those lines idk it was precovid so long time ago#and while i was too focused on being extremely anxious and overstimulated mum was PISSED there wasnt a better plan in place#also there are people not in wheelchairs who cant go down 20 flights of stairs wtf#maybe we should idk make fireproof elevators or other accessible fire escape plans#disability#fire escape plans
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Hey guys watch this I can make every ToA fan sob with only two images haha
#Meg and Apollo’s canon sibling relationship that is focused on for 5 books barely has more fics than#the ship … between Percy and a character who’s whole thing is NOT LIKING MEN ROMANTICALLY OR REALLY AT ALL#less than THIRTY MORE WORKS#I DIDNT EVEN KNOW PERCY/ARTEMIS WASA SHIP#AND NOW I HAVE TO LIVE WITH THE KNOWLEDGE THAT IT ALMOST BEATS OUT A CANON SIBLING RELATIONSHIP IN FIC AMOUNT#brb gonna go cry#trials of apollo#toa apollo#lester papadopoulos#sunny speaks#meg mccaffrey#this has to be a crime somewhere
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I literally just wanted to listen to the song.
It sounds like it should be the end credit after you finish the main story and made it through an arduous journey, and now everyone is going to live happily ever after. This would be playing during an epilogue as it shows scenes of every single character going about their normal daily life. As the song ends, it will pan to the main characters, implying that this is just the beginning of the next stage of their lives.
#love and deepspace#videos#can you imagine#i would literally cry my eyes out#like i want to see thomas negotiating with people#jeremiah running his flower shop#tara doing her card reading#pie being silly and gluttonous around dr. noah as he is reviewing his researches#etc. etc.#and then it pans to#rafayel working in his studio#zayne taking a break from work and feeding clopidogrel#xavier setting his kitchen on fire - again#caleb is also here because i said so#sylus can be off being moody or something with his crow ig#and finally as the song wraps up it pans to mc somewhere majestic like a flower field or the beach#she smiles at the camera but also at the three main lis as they smile back at her#and the camera pans up to the sky with the game's logo#i have a vision#and that vision is making me sad#because i hate endings because of the bittersweetness#ugh#i'm gonna go listen to the guys meowing to make me less sad now#bye
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#LOOK AT HIMMMM#i feel like im the only person going rabid over this guy#look at him hes so cute#hes so cute but also really hot too#look at that lip. THAT SMILE. HES CUTEE#the most normal guy on the vestige lineup bc everyone who wields ofa is crazy somewhere in them#meanwhile bruce could actually have been collateral damage with kudos OFA time#figuring out how it works? bruce come here. pass it back and forth. oops. you got your factor absorbed into this one#tho bruce did pass it on so really. even tho hes collateral he did end up holding it at the end#everyone with ofa can have some screws loose but bruce is just a normal guy#[my common sense] vs [Leader's rabid willpower and ideas] became [the last thing Leader left and entrusted to me before his death]#and its the embodiment of yoichis will. now its yoichi and kudos combined will#spoilers#bnha#boku no hero academia#my hero academia#mha#bruce#meme#bruce is normal but also crazy in some places too. he just acts and looks normal and we didnt get to see him enough to have it visible#bc bruce had immovable will himself and acted suicidal whenever kudo got involved#[Oh im gonna fight AFO in this closed sewer when i know i have no chance bc Leader is shocked and too close]#mister [Leader and the rest of the resistance is dead. i must fight AFO myself]#sir im pretty sure there was some suicidal feelings involved in that decision#man kills your friends so you pass on what Leader left you so you can go find that guy and try fighting him too?#SHINOMORI ADMITTED HE KNEW THE MOMENT HE GOT THE FACTOR HE STOOD NO CHANCE. IMAGINE BRUCE WITH HIS WEAKER VERSION OF OFA#AND HE STILL RAN OUT TO FIGHT THE STRONGEST MAN IN THE WORLD WITH MAYBE 2 FRIENDS#HE WAS CRYING THEN. BRUCE HAD TO HAVE BEEN SOME BROKEN MAN OR SOMETHING#he was the probably the last one to survive in the resistance. imagine being him. id feel suicidal too#maybe bruce was just out with the last members and AFO found them in search of the Factor. or while erasing everything kudo left behind
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Ok I can't not talk about this for any longer.
What the FUCK is up with Blue Lock chapter 156???? you know the one where Bastard is doing the obstacle course? Please look closely
What the fuck is all of that 😭😭 First of all, where in the actual fuck does it all fit in the building???? based on the fucking size of this shit it takes up like a third of the entire Blue Lock complex and for what reason?? also why does everything suddenly look like the manga takes place in the year 2723??
Also, why did they have to make this room so needlessly huge, like? Why is the ceiling 60 meters tall just for them to run on the ground and then up a lil??
And don't even get me started on this fucking shit.
Like are you actually for fucking real telling me they have discovered how to levitate objects in the BL universe and NO ONE cares?? look at the first panel again. An entire walkway is just suspended in the air on NOTHING?? Like the micro-translators were already pretty crazy but THIS is some fucking Star Wars, Blade Runner, The Jetsons type shit like???
and what would happen to Igaguri if he fell off here (the ground is like 5 stories below)? WOULD HE JUST DIE???
And how many tens of millions of dollars did it cost to build this futuristic ass obstacle course with fucking invisible screens and levitating platforms that was just COMPLETELY unused before this one tiny part of the blue lock players came here
No fucking wonder this institution is going bankrupt like holy shit.
And no one said anything about this obstacle course in character too like hello? is this normal to you????? I can not fucking believe we got this one absolutely insane, bizzare, world-breaking chapter and then just moved on like nothing happened 😭😭
#and we moved on because stupid ass kaiser showed up with his sexy rizz and everyone collectively forgot about everything else ig#i'm fucking going crazy#i reread this whole arc because I was looking for a specific kaiser panel for meme purposes but holy shit I can't look at this chapter#anymore without feeling insane#okay i'm done#anyway lore dump in post tags time because no one reads these#I'm so mad the weather is still cold and I can't take my motorcycle out for the season I'm gonna cry#btw if I ever disappear for a long time assume I've been involved in a gruesome motorcycle accident#and my mangled body is lying in some ditch somewhere and I went out in an epic blaze of glory#anyway xoxo @ u all#uhh what else#blue lock#mine
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one thing i will be on here is completely and un-apologetically be insane about characters that i love especially if the collective fandom hates them and will have zero fears about pissing people off because i adore a character they hate
#listen i most probably am gonna die young anyway so why waste this time being scared of people's opinions and how they see me i will use#this time to be passionately in love about the things i care about#that being said yes this is about Anders and yes im kissing him passionately tongue down his throat the whole thing while a bunch of people#scream and cry in a corner somewhere#not my problem im busy going insane over him#cry
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So I was reading articles about John Hurt (as I do when I procrastinate on life in general lol) and I saw a still shot of a movie I’ve never seen still shots of before; so I looked it up. It’s a play. I was worried I wouldn’t find it in full online; but I did, so here it is in all its glory:
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He’s just… ugh I want to gently hold his face in my hands he’s just so sad and lonely with his weepy voice and eye bags. I couldn’t process half of what he said but I think this is a warning about always speed-running through life to get to the next good thing. We should appreciate the moment; because in the end, we’ll have nothing at all but our memories. If we rush through life, we won’t have any memories to keep us warm at night when the chill of death creeps up on us in our old age.
Also, spool, spooooooooooollll…….
spoooooooooooooooooooooolllllll [cackles in mentally unstable]
@kaleidoscopr @theindo @possessedbydevils @randomtwospirit
#The fucking banana. I was talking to him through the screen like#“…a banana??? You keep bananas in…. there? You good man? A—are you okay?#What the hell are y—” [cracks up but quickly stops laughing] “Oh— oh honey… you’re not right are you?#No you’re not right. Uh…. Why don’t you sit down; your breathing sounds awful. You sound like you’re gonna die…#OH GOD [loses my shit laughing/cringing ] “Oh— oh ouch. No no no— I’m not laughing at you I just— I like your actor…#a lot… too much probably#and he’s just good at what he does and the timing of it all… this is exactly how I act when I’m home alone#I swear I’m not laughing at you… I just— PUT THAT BANANA BACK YOU’RE GOING TO KILL YOURSELF”#John Hurt#stage acting#Krapp’s Last Tape (2001)#Samuel Beckett#Yeah… funky stage play. Very moving and dreamlike#[This is me gently holding Mr. Krapp and rotating him in my mind like a bowl of ramen in a microwave]#Screaming crying throwing up beating the walls#I am unwell#Ough ough ough#It’s not difficult for me to watch per se#but I’m very much the kind of person who HAS to help when someone’s having a hard time doing something#— especially if they’re old or otherwise infirm — or I’ll feel like a piece of shit for weeks… and this fucking man#this fucking man is so good at being frail and pitiful that I feel genuinely agitated that I can’t reach into the screen and help him#It’s like the torture scene in 1984 all over again where he just barely manages to wrench himself upright on the table#then immediately falls off onto the concrete floor with the most tragic sickening bone-grinding splat you’ve ever heard#AND HAS TO HOIST HIMSELF UP ONTO HIS FEET ALL BY HIMSELF WHEN HE’S MALNOURISHED AND EXHAUSTED#Like ughhhhhh let me pick him up and wrap him in a blanket and carry him somewhere warm and safe and make him an omelette#And I know I write whump and I shouldn’t be this sensitive#but JESUS FUCKING CHRIST MR. HURT YOU ARE KILLING ME#Youtube
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OKAY REALLY GOOD NEWS but also im sad about it BUT sneaker is getting a chance at the adoption program!!!
#OFC IM HAPPY FOR HIM AND WANT HIM TO BE SOMEWHERE INDOORS AND SAFE but im gonna miss seeing him…#i was kind of hoping i could adopt him. which like. i know i cant. i live w my parents and my dad is allergic#but i thought about it a lotttt and even dreamt abt it#so. a little sad. but i’d much rather he be inside somewhere nice than. living under the fucking shed at work#i am going to cry tho 👍 it happens
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picked up my new glasses with my new lenses!!!! i still cannot see clearly out of like...2/5 of the lens!!!
#something is fucked and i have no idea what. i came home crying#i just have had so much going on and i KNOW im gonna have to take these back and probably get another exam#i would really like to just get a refund & go somewhere else but i dont want to pick out frames again
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