#they can’t cry
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begging you to elaborate because now i’m thinking about cherry originally being raised with cleaning out his room but breaking down as soon as she goes in there so the other socs have to come help
(alternatively i’m thinking about his parents not wanting to change anything about his room because that was their baby who could do no wrong and they don’t want cherry or anybody going in his room and changing things around without his permission)
Ok so in my mind, his parents just don’t care enough to bother cleaning it out. And I’m thinking about Cherry going to do it, or alternatively, her not wanting to because she’s grieving too much to, so Paul drags Trip, Chet, and Brill to do it.
And in that latter case scenario, I think it wouldn’t really hit them until they’re cleaning it out that Bob really is gone. Because in his room, they found so many things, big and small, that make it hurtfully clear that he’s gone. Because one of his drawers, they find a collection of photos taken over the years. And as the years go one, the photos grow from being just him and Paul, to later including Trip, then Brill, then Chet, then Bev, then Cherry and Marcia. And there are some photos that were clearly taken without someone noticing. There’s one picture of Chet staring with a super concentrated look at a statue, trying to figure out what it is. There’s another of Bev and Brill laughing while holding onto each other. There’s one of Bob kissing Cherry’s forehead, the two clearly in their own little world. There were piles of papers from his childhood. Everything from unsigned tests and permission slips, to doodles Paul had given him when they were little. Tiny, unnecessary things that were shoved into piles in the corner. Things that most people probably would’ve trashed, but Bob, for whatever reason, had kept.
But there’s bigger things too. Harsh reminders that Bob will never get to grow up. Like the letter they find, open on his desk. An offer for him to play football at a big university. The same one Paul currently played for. Something he’d always been looking forward to. Something that is now impossible. It was Bob’s ticket out, and now he’s going to be buried and stuck in Tulsa forever. Then, when they’re sorting through his clothes, Brill finds a small box tucked in the corner of his bottom drawer. And it takes everything in him to hold himself together when he opens it. Because inside of it was a ring. And under the ring was a note for Cherry. And that made Paul‘a vision go blurry with burning hot tears that he couldn’t let fall. Bob had a future planned out. He had wanted more than this town had to offer. He wanted to get away, go play football at college, take Cherry with him, and then they’d settle down and have a family. And now none of that will happen. Now Paul, Chet, Trip, and Brill need to face the harsh reality. Their friend is gone. He doesn’t get to dream of a life beyond Tulsa anymore. And he was so god damn close to it. He was less than a year away from getting out for good. Because if there’s anything Paul knew, it’s that Bob wouldn’t make his mistakes. If Bob got out, no way in hell was he ever coming back. But in an almost laughably ironic way, Bob, despite his money and status, was also damned from the beginning. Defined by his weaknesses and struggles, Bob was never going to get another barbecue or get even one graduation day.
And it’s not really until they need to clean out the room he spent seventeen years in, that the truth of their situation sets in for the soc boys. Bob is gone. Truly dead and gone.
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weirdgirlvampire · 5 months ago
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If yes, tell me what it is in the tags!
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kkbardd · 10 months ago
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madohomu
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n0ahsferatu · 2 months ago
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🧬 heart of the machine 🧬
patreon | bluesky | instagram
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terrywho-cartoons · 3 months ago
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Uncle Buck! ♥️😭
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stellarnat · 20 days ago
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Saw this quote on Pinterest and immediately knew what to do
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happypeachsludgeflower · 1 month ago
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Ironically, after having obsessively listened to the entire saga on repeat last night, my favorite song was I Can’t Help But Wonder. It was my least favorite on my first listen through, but the more I listened to it and absorbed all the meanings and implications? I just. Loved it so much more 😭
There’s Odysseus finally meeting his son for essentially the first time (yes he held him as an infant, but he doesn’t know him as a person), there’s the fact that he spent twenty years wishing he could know his son. And then there’s Telemachus on the other side of the conversation who’s been dreaming of knowing his dad for twenty years and is worried his dad won’t love him?? Devastating. Imagine desperately loving and wanting to meet your child for twenty years and being told they worry you won’t love them??
AND THE LINE ABOUT ODYSSEUS TELLING HIS INFANT SON HE WOULD CAPTURE THE WIND AND SKY FOR HIM?? Guys. Odysseus literally captured the wind and sky to get home to his son and wife.
And then we have the reunion with Athena 😭😭 They don’t even talk about anything that happened?? I just imagine this scene of Odysseus saying, “Show yourself. I know you’re watching me,” just like he did when they first met, and neither of them say a thing about their argument, nothing about Athena fighting for him and saving him, nothing about everything that happened between the last ten years.
And without saying any of that, Athena goes straight into a roundabout way of saying, “You were right, I was wrong, and I led you astray.” She said, “I’m sorry,” without saying it. And there’s a beat of silence. Odysseus sighs. And essentially tells her, “No, you weren’t wrong. And I wasn’t wrong either. That world could exist somewhere far away, but it doesn’t exist here. I’m too old and tired to ever find it though, so you’ll have to make it exist someday for both of us.”
He forgives her in un-said words. It’s an absolution of the wrong Athena feels she’s committed. A goddess apologized to him, and Odysseus absolved her of her sins. Just. AHHHHHHHHHHH.
And then they part ways 😭😭😭 and there’s a tone in their voices that says it’s really their final goodbye this time. And they didn’t even say goodbye.
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incoherentchanting · 2 months ago
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this shit is so funny
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bennyboybenniest · 8 months ago
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‘N-Not alone, though.’
‘No. No, not alone.’
Close ups:
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dreamersvinyl · 2 months ago
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what if you’re charles leclerc and you’re excited to drive fp1 with your younger brother in front of your family and you’re 8 points away from p2 in the wdc and 21 points behind the evil orange team in the wcc but your battery finally gives out and you’re forced to take a 10 place grid penalty and your homoerotic rival just announced his gf is pregnant and has been threatening retirement all year but you haven’t had a true championship battle yet and to top it off you have food poisoning
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mateofuxks · 3 months ago
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MY CHEMICAL ROMANCE IS BACK IVE CRIED THREE TIMES SINCE 10AM AND YOU WILL ALL BE MY ENEMIES ON FRIDAY AT 10AM I WILL BE IN THE TRENCHES THAT IS TIXKETMASTER….
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tankuare · 1 month ago
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Ao3 just hit me with the error 503 idk how long I have
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dovedrangeas · 2 years ago
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strawbebbie………. 🍓 blubberrie…….. 🫐 oraneg……… 🍊 peeache…….. 🍑
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thatlioninthecorner · 2 months ago
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Opening up Tumblr today got me like:
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Full on twst bomb 🤯 (I ain’t complaining tho)
I am LOVING Leona’s new sprite 👀👀👀 He keeps showing his forehead as of late, you know what that means
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Still not exactly sure what’s going on in his dream, but OUGH does he look good 🤭
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chloesimaginationthings · 11 months ago
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The Afton children are siblings forever in FNAF
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hamable · 1 year ago
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I’m thinking about Mahito’s great great uncle maintaining and preserving a peaceful and beautiful thing in a way that to an outside observer looks tedious and unimportant, hoping to pass the duty off to a successor but ultimately he cannot find one and dies with it.
I’m thinking about the specificity of the blocks being made and handled with care, not with malice or ill intent.
I’m thinking about Hayao Miyazaki, a bastion of beautiful 2d hand drawn animation who refuses to retire.
I’m thinking about a world where animation is so rarely made with love over profit and efficiency.
I’m thinking about how, though the old man didn’t see it, the next generation still hangs onto a piece of that beautiful, tedious thing and takes it with them because it feels important.
I’m thinking about Mahito being told he should forget, but no. He shouldn’t.
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