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anopoulos · 2 days
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anopoulos · 2 days
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Looks like you’re stuck with me
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anopoulos · 2 days
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are u ever sick w longing. and i don't just mean romantic longing. i mean longing for a place you barely get to see, longing for friends you no longer have, longing for feelings you might have left behind in your childhood, longing for creativity, longing for a rich and more expansive life, longing for less inhibition. longing for more passion. longing for ur life to be so incandescent w something it thaws all the frost in ur bones. are u ever so consumed w it it rends ur heart in two. do u understand me
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anopoulos · 3 days
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absolutely no one feels normal about edwin they want to fuck him or to put him under a microscope or to kill him
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anopoulos · 3 days
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I love Edwin and Niko's friendship. I keep thinking why.
Is it because they are perfect strangers who are perfectly different from each other and are yet content to exist beside one another?
Is it because Edwin walks through the world thinking not many would see his way and Niko walks through the world adamant to understand every way possible?
Is it because they represent a pure relationship, devoid of pressing obligations, of previous ties, of any and all expectations of friction or romance - where neither of them has nothing to gain or lose and yet both stay because smiles come easier around each other?
Is it how Edwin reaches out for Niko's hand? How Niko speaks her mind around Edwin and never feels judged? Is it how they tilt their heads together and give each other courage? How they expect nothing from each other and yet give everything they have?
I keep thinking.
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anopoulos · 3 days
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YES TO ALL OF THIS!!!! GIVE ME DESIRE AND A CHRISTMAS SPECIAL HOLY SHIT
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anopoulos · 4 days
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on a scale from destiel to payneland how well did your gay love confession to your best friend directed by richard speight jr turn out.
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anopoulos · 4 days
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Charles ringing the call bell in limbo, hearing tortured screams, and then proceeding to look directly down at Edwins notebook which clearly states, "DO NOT RING THE BELL" is so funny
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anopoulos · 4 days
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Neil Gaiman's favorite trope
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anopoulos · 4 days
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this one's for you, edwin paine
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anopoulos · 5 days
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I like the new twist on the bury you gays trope
They are still dead, but we unburied them. Their ghosts are now haunting the narrative forever. Yeah they are still being gay and dramatic but they have eternity to figure it out. Literally can not get rid of these gays now. They don't even have bodies to bury. Can't send em to superhell they'll climb right back out.
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anopoulos · 23 days
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YOU DIDNT ANSWER MY QUESTION YOUNG MAN
Neil, every property of yours has cats in them, but I don't remember seeing any in good omens (being that there are many witches in it makes me wonder why)
are there going to be any cats in good omens 3? thanks!
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You forgot next door's ginger tom already?
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anopoulos · 3 months
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Given the nature of the Internet, you may need this one day. It’s Amanda Palmer doing the “You were right” dance.
(What, you don’t do the “You were right” dance? I thought all married people did the “you were right” dance. Probably you are not married.)
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anopoulos · 3 months
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Given the nature of the Internet, you may need this one day. It’s Amanda Palmer doing the “You were right” dance.
(What, you don’t do the “You were right” dance? I thought all married people did the “you were right” dance. Probably you are not married.)
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anopoulos · 3 months
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I grant you refuge from hurt and suffering.
With words of sacred scripture I shield the oranges from the sting of phosphorous and the shades of cloud from the smog.
I grant you refuge in knowing that the dust will clear, and they who fell in love and died together will one day laugh.
“I Grant You Refuge” by Hiba Abu Nada (trans. Huda Fakhreddine)
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If someone beats you up for being "cishet white male" and nothing else, is this okay? Did you deserve it?
what if the world was made of pudding
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anopoulos · 3 months
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“how much more can you withstand?” @inkskinned
on hyper-vigilance and burying grief under the gravestone of your tongue (part 2)
(part 1)
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