#wrenched hearts
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rory-multifandom-mess · 3 months ago
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cactle · 7 months ago
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POV: You’re watching the marineford live stream
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lotus-pear · 3 months ago
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mourning black and the death of ideals
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pillow-boi · 5 months ago
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Who did you choose?
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ollyrewind · 2 years ago
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imagining arthur following merlin to the library to annoy him into reading out loud
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ky-landfill · 5 months ago
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Jason knelt in the cold grass, running his fingers lightly through the hard-packed Earth. “It’s not too late to plant bulbs,” he said after a moment. “Do you think daffodils would grow here?”
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dunmeshistash · 21 days ago
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Getting side tracked but dungeon meshi chapter 67 actually makes me insane, has anyone wrote their thoughts about it? Cause I do not think I have the capacity to describe what I think about it myself.
He brutally murders his sister out of love man, his little sister he just wants to protect, and he also did it so brutally and personally to save Marcille from grief...
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He abandoned Falin once because he could not deal with the ugliness of her suffering... But now he's facing it head on with all he has...
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The little soft smile right before it all goes down...
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How brutal and violent the whole thing was, bloody and ugly, and he did it all out of love, he murdered his sister without a wink of hesitation, because if he hesitates he cannot save her.
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Makes me want to yell
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clarasoswinsoswald · 2 months ago
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THE TWELFTH DOCTOR and CLARA OSWALD in FACE THE RAVEN
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kapuchino357 · 4 months ago
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shut the hell up, i know why Hunter got his tattoo
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"oh he's so dedicated to his edgy skull motif he put it on his helmet, that's so fun-- oh. oh fuck." ~ me
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electronix-arts · 3 months ago
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THEYRE ARE SOO I NLOVE IM GOING INSNAE. EP 8 WILL BREAK ME IN SO MANY WAYS DEPENDING WHAT HAPPENS TO THEM O H MFUCKJNG GODDDDDDD.
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stuckinapril · 6 months ago
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If you haven’t already, I would suggest reading Feynman’s letter to his wife after she passed away :’)
The letter anon is talking about!!!! How can you read this and not cry your balls off!!!!!!!!!!!!
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chandralia · 2 years ago
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postureofashrimp · 8 days ago
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THE KISS OF DEATH ARE YOU KIDDING ME
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grandadtwelve · 2 years ago
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personally would really enjoy a dr who episode where the whirlwind single-episode romance (a la the girl in the fireplace) is between the companion and a historical figure instead of the doctor. And while the short-lived love story should be beautiful in its own right I think there should also be a moment of realization at the inevitable tragic end where the companion is like oh this is what love is like for you all the time.
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mediumgayitalian · 6 months ago
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i keep seeing sad posts talking about "may castellan making sandwiches every day waiting in hopes that her son will return" and.
guys.
there is no hope for may castellan. she is not waiting at the door with lunch and a tentative smile, waiting for him to come home even though he didn't yesterday, or yesterday, or yesterday, or yesterday. "in hopes" implies that there will come a day when that hope fades. in hopes implies she knows the odds are bad. in hopes implies reality will eventually catch up to her.
there is no hope for may castellan.
she is not waiting in hopes for her son to return. she is preparing, day after day after day (after day after day after day after day after) for the inevitability that luke will return to her. she does not know he is dead. she does not understand he is gone. she does not realize that time has passed; to her luke is nine, still. to her she is still placidly awaiting to return of a fourth grader. luke is not nineteen and betraying his camp. he is not twenty and housing a titan. he is not twenty one and watching his friends get slaughtered in an arena, twenty-two and forcing his sister to hold up the sky, twenty three and realizing, soul shuddering in his chest, that he has made a mistake he can never take back, that he can never undo what he has done.
luke castellan to his mother is a child who has not yet lost all his baby teeth. the cookies she makes for him are soft, because she remembers that. he still leaves the crust behind on his sandwiches. he has scrapes on his elbows and dirt on his nose. he flinches before he hugs her. he spends a lot of time outside, but he comes home before dark.
may castellan's tragedy is not that she is penelope waiting for odysseus to one day return and we know that he will not. may castellan's tragedy is that she does not understand her hero has left at all. may castellan's tragedy is that she will never understand, and she will continue to age, and continue to deteriorate, and one day she will die and she will spend eternity walking the dying poplar fields, whittled down to the memory of something missing from her.
there is no hope for may castellan.
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waverlyyhaught · 1 day ago
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Favorite Marta and Fina Moments - Part 100 Sueños de Libertad
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