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angelnumber27 · 9 months ago
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ash-and-starlight · 1 year ago
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a bit late but @zukki-week day 1 // domesticity!
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hyunpic · 2 months ago
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hyunjin | so good 📍241026 sydney
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potato-lord-but-not · 8 days ago
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read United yesterday and it hasn’t left my brain since. It’s just full of these idiots and their pisspoor communication and excruciating pining for each other what’s not to love
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rotyolk · 8 months ago
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one must imagine a greasy, slimy exhaust pipe of a maid
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bitesonmyneck · 2 months ago
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ratcliffe power station by michael kenna
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suja-janee · 1 year ago
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In case anyone was wondering what I’ve been obsessed with recently
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shushmal · 6 months ago
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Eddie shakes the foundations of Steve's world on a Sunday evening, at 6:44 p.m.
Steve knows the exact moment because he's standing at the stove, stirring pasta sauce and watching the time to make sure the garlic bread in the oven doesn't burn. It's June and it's hot, and they've got all the windows thrown open to let in a cool breeze. Eddie's sitting at the little kitchen table, probably messing with his D&D game notes, Steve would guess because he's focused on making dinner so it's ready when Wayne gets back from his shift. The three of them will eat together tonight, like they have Sundays past since April, a new little tradition that Steve's always craved to be a part of.
Except, when he turns, after Eddie speaks, he finds Eddie leaned back in his chair, like he's been watching Steve the entire time.
But before that, Eddie says, "I'm in love with you."
Steve stops stirring. The numbers on the stove tell him that it's 6:44 p.m. If he looks, the calendar would tell him it's a Sunday in June. And Eddie just told Steve that he was in love with him.
The numbers change—6:45 p.m.
Slowly, like he's moving through water, Steve turns, looks at Eddie over his shoulder, finds him leaned back, watching, smiling soft and wistful. Steve turns a little more, looking closer.
Has anyone ever looked at Steve like that before?
Eddie's eyes are bright, round and relaxed, as he gazes at Steve, those pretty lips curled up just right, a happy little smile. He doesn't say anything, even though there's only silence between them now. The sauce on the stove simmers, bubbles rising through the thickness to pop in shushed bursts. Steve drops his spoon.
"What?" he asks, turning further now. Steve's bread is going to burn under the broiler and his sauce is going to be scorched if he doesn't focus. He doesn't know what time it is anymore.
"I'm in love with you," Eddie says, again. That smile grows a little more. "I'm so in love with you, Steve Harrington."
And Steve is good at moving on instinct, good at chasing the ball down, good at finding himself in the right spot to make the right decision. He moves now, floats across the little kitchen, until he's in front of Eddie, leaning down, breathing his air, tasting his lips—
Their dinner burns.
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bass-alien · 1 year ago
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🖤💗🖤
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theacademiccottage · 2 months ago
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“I do not suffer from insanity, I enjoy every minute of it”
- Edgar Allan Poe
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deadpoets · 4 months ago
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GEORGE HARRISON The Beatles: Get Back (2021) dir. Peter Jackson
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sanjiafterhours · 3 months ago
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Honestly we've been ROBBED off a connection between Sanji and Baby5 because they have similar scars of childhood neglect, and it manifests into their adult life as this visceral craving of being needed by other people even at the expanse of their own wellbeing but at the same time sanji has this habit of building other people up meanwhile baby5 is very devoted and nurturing towards the one who gives her attention and it'd be heartwarming to watch them interact because they would've understood each other's behavior on a deeper level and be able to form a beautiful healing bond
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8unny9l0ck · 1 year ago
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pass it around
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artsy-imogen · 6 months ago
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✩ corazon my beloved !😭🫶🏻💕
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firelise · 20 days ago
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I think the other thing i love about Conclave is some of my favorite poets and writers are queer people who are/have been profoundly devoutly religious like the moment i found out benjamin alire sáenz went to monastery and was on track to becoming a priest before becoming a writer I was just like "Aha! That's what it fucking was, that's where this philosophical torturous burden and deep empathy for others I'm feeling from your work comes from" deeply intellectually curious devout clergymen are such interesting people, its delicious, you cant get that shit from anywhere else
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answermywearyquery · 5 months ago
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(almost) all instances of water in the official 4 minutes trailer
+ fire:
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