#offically 40

[lire-casander]

i hear your name in every word i say

surprise! i bet you didn't expect me to post today, did you? well, @wtfuckevenknows @moviegeek03 and @laelipoo did (because you're such enablers and you know it!), but i wanted to keep this as much a secret and a surprise as i could because i didn't know whether or not i could be able to post this in time.

special thanks go to @morganaspendragonss and @de-ligts for the fastest beta-reading in the whole world. you guys rock!

if you're reading on a computer, please roll over the spanish texts to find the translation. if you aren't and need translation, please let me know and i will do my best to come back to you with it asap!

the title and quote from last part of this story come from hanson's song every word i say. but there are more songs by them that have inspired me to write this story, especially underneath, a song to sing, save me, never let go, and with you in your dreams. if you've been around long enough, you probably know by now that they're my comfort band, and they've got a song for every single emotion out there. name one emotion, i can easily quote a hanson song back at you.

you will also find quotes from ronen and rafael's exclusive interview with entertainment weekly.

i hope you enjoy reading this fic as much as i've enjoyed (and cried) writing it. i started this without having watched the finale, so at some point it might be a bit off, but no matter what, this is what i would have liked the wedding and the vows to go. just like i did a couple of years back, this story is written for me. i've tried to convey all i felt while watching this season, discovering new sides of my favorite characters and facing some things, such as grief and pain and self-growth alongside them. sometimes a person needs to do something that's deeply and intrinsically for themselves.

this is one of those times.

i love you all. thanks for being here with me this time around, and here's for another revolution around the sun!

i hear your name in every word i say

masterlist of fics here

sitting all alone in this place

even though we're here face to face

there is nothing gone

but there's something wrong

can't you see that i'm stuck here underneath

TK never thought he’d be in this situation on his wedding day. If he’s being honest with himself, four years ago he wouldn’t have even believed he was worthy of love, much less worthy of being loved so much that someone might want to tie the knot with him. But it’s not the wedding he’s worried about. They’ve postponed everything on Carlos’ request, and they will find another venue and another date that’s not so close to Gabriel’s passing, so it doesn’t hold bad memories for Carlos and his family. He knows Carlos asking for a bit of time and space doesn’t mean he doesn’t love TK anymore; he’s grown confident enough in the love they share to be aware of that. But there’s more to it than just Carlos dealing with his feelings, and TK can’t help it.

He’s worried about Carlos. That’s what true love, soulmate-level love, does to a person.

When there’s an illness, the family has some time to get used to the idea. Not to accept it, because nobody’s wired to accept death without fighting it. But the little time the illness grants gives a little perspective, precious minutes to say goodbye, to honor that person. But when death falls upon people like a stone thrown into a river, there’s no time for anything but crying, no space for anything but anger.

TK knows it well.

Carlos hasn’t been sleeping at all. TK gets it — when his mother passed, he’d fallen into unhealthier patterns than not sleeping. But it’s one thing not to sleep a wink at night and then fall asleep briefly on the couch, and a completely different thing to not want to sleep. Gabriel’s loss is still recent, merely hours, not even a full day; it’s expected that his family won’t be able to function properly yet. But Carlos’ attitude is different. Carlos isn’t just angry.

Carlos is plotting vengeance.

And it’s not that TK doesn’t get it. He does; oh, boy, does he. It’s that he knows the toll it will take on Carlos’ soul — Carlos, who has never intentionally harmed anyone, is now planning an intervention, thinking about going full Rambo on some suspect they’re not even sure is the one behind the shooting. TK doesn’t know how to help his fiancé without causing more damage that could probably be permanent. He’s aware of the stubbornness of grief and the insanity of mourning.

Neither suits Carlos, but TK can’t do anything about it without breaking the trust that he’s promised to keep.

keep reading on ao3

[aplaceforyourhearttorest]

refreshing the election results got me like

[youcalledmebabe]

at long last, the webgott time loop is here!

“I can’t believe I’ll forget all this,” Web says. “You’ll tell me again, won’t you?”

“I’ll try. Don’t know if you’ll believe me though. You didn’t, the first two times.”

Web’s eyebrows wrinkle. “I’m sorry,” he says, sounding genuinely distressed.

Joe waves a hand. “I probably wouldn’t believe you either,” he says. Although maybe he would. He was a sucker; he’d believed everything that came out of Web’s mouth, from how gorgeous Web found him to how the Germans were ignorant, servile scum.

[omniscientfool]

"You are not the only King here."

[cupiidzbow]

ok so those thoughts I was having last night

yeah well they became more than thoughts

[bumblingbabooshka]

'Message in a Bottle' is so funny because imagine you're Starfleet and you just set loose a brand-new state of the art ship. You lose contact with it and send someone to investigate. When they come back they tell you that the ship fired at them, literally every single Starfleet officer aboard was killed, there are unconscious bodies of Romulans littering the floor and in the middle of this carnage there's an outdated model of a medical hologram which is acting uncannily human and claiming that it has a message from the long-lost USS Voyager: "We're still alive." Voyager really earns its rep as a doom harbinger.

[kply-industries]

[20001541]

IT'S HIM HIS FIRST TIME APPEARING IN THE VOLUME EXTRAS

Young AFO

15 - 16 years

Paranormal orphan.

Grew up in a slum

White eyes

[retropopcult]

"Detroit, Michigan. Neighborhood where Charles A. Lindbergh was born." Featuring the For-Ham Pharmacy (and Dutch's Real Way Roast Beef) at the intersection of West Forest and Hamilton avenues. Photographed June 1941 by Arthur S. Siegel for the Office of War Information.

[jula483]

link: are you... my work husband?

rhett: ehhhh probably

link: i think that's why people must think that we're gay. because we work closely together.

yes link. that's EXACTLY why people think that

[stone-cold-groove]

Exciting Navy Stories magazine - April 1942.

[handweavers]

i've lost so much weight this year entirely by accident like i got really sick earlier this year and lost like 30 pounds because i couldn't eat properly and now i'm better but i'm still losing a lot of weight and all of my clothes are massive on me so i have to tailor them because it's not like comfortably oversized anymore it just looks like i'm drowning in fabric. i had made my peace with being my previous size/weight for years so this change in my body over the last 6 months makes me feel unsettled lol

[meowder]

MILLIONS MUST BE BOSSESSED(possessed by Bill Cipher)

I just realized I forgot the hat and some other things but I am mad tired right now, so later

Inspired by the Nirami post about drawing yourself possessed by Bill Cipher

[magicalshopping]

♡ Cat Tissue Box from Kuru Store ♡

[alexanderpearce]

guys it was chill

[frevandrest]

Just learned that Gilbert's father died at the battle of Minden. That's the third frev person I know whose father participated in the battle (SJ and Hérault's), and the second one whose father died (Hérault's). Gilbert's dad was also a 20 something aristo officer. Small sample, but I guess there is something to say about the stupidity of giving such young men so high positions in the battle command based on birth.