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i was always a neil ride or die but tsc just cemented for me that andrew saw the vision and locked that shit down immediately

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Jason: We do this the old-fashioned way

Jason: *pulls out a Molotov cocktail*

Dick: How did you make that so fast?!

#the good place #jason mendoza

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30 min sketch of King and my king

#wub him #neil josten

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you worry the cardboard sleeve around the coffee and think about landfills and the future without straws. you are worried about prion disease and deer. you are worried about the rising temperature of mushrooms. you are worried about teflon and microplastics and carcinogens and whatever else you're being quietly lied to about.

your mother used to jokingly say you are "a worrier," which always kind of oddly hurt your feelings. you feel like a person. and besides, you've been told one-million-times that this is normal. examples get trotted out in a pony show each time: everyone gets nervous sometimes. they talk about public speaking and picturing people naked and how when they get nervous they just-get-over-it.

you run your hands down the grater of your life and feel the sharpness. you started holding your breath in tunnels as a kid, worried that if you relax, the ceiling would cave in. like years of architects and engineers weren't responsible - you, and your faith, you were responsible for the success of infrastructure. if you slipped for a moment, your whole family would be swept away under the ocean. and the problem is that it worked - no tunnel collapsed.

you once broke a coffee carafe and even though you didn't drink from it after, you worried that there had been some previous invisible micro-break that had made you drink glass particles. you stayed awake for 24 hours, constantly dreading each swallow, waiting to taste blood.

you hate being late, you worry about it. you go to grab literally just lunch with a friend - no pressure, no emergency - and you still park the car an hour early and just sit there scrolling on your phone aimlessly. maybe you just don't like surprises or change. you triple-check you locked the doors, and then go to bed, and then get up out of bed to check twice again.

a worrier. like a strange and dreadful bingo card, you collect weekly experiences. someone tells you that you're overthinking, that's 2 points. you have to physically turn around and go back in your house to check you unplugged everything, that's 1 point. spiraling about climate change or politics or the state of the world is a free space, that's basically every evening.

you worry you're being selfish and not a good person because how come you're worried about your dog's health and the itch in your eye when you know people who are really very ill or who have it worse or who are genuinely struggling. then you worry that you're being annoying by infantilizing them. then you worry that your priorities are wrong, that you should be infinitely more worried about the state of a dying planet.

you wanted to be a person, is all. you wanted to go through life in a softness, to hold the world gently and have it whisper past you. and instead you are a worrier. everything that touches you is hard and raw and sharp like diamonds.

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You guys rlly don't realise how much knowledge is still not committed to the internet. I find books all the time with stuff that is impossible to find through a search engine- most people do not put their magnum opus research online for free and the more niche a skill is the less likely you are to have people who will leak those books online. (Nevermind all the books written prior to the internet that have knowledge that is not considered "relevant" enough to digitise).

Whenever people say that we r growing up with all the world's knowledge at our fingertips...it's not necessarily true. Is the amount of knowledge online potentially infinite? Yes. Is it all knowledge? No. You will be surprised at the niche things you can discover at a local archive or library.

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the evolution of gideon describing harrow smiling in gideon the ninth: a comprehensive collection

Then Harrow cocked her head to the side like a quizzical bird and smiled a tiny, contemptuous smile. (Chapter 2)

The necromancer could not hide a triumphant smile. It stretched her mouth and made her split lips bleed. The sight was incomparably creepy. (Chapter 14)

Harrow’s lips curled. They showed her teeth, stained slightly pink with blood. She smiled again—slower than before, just as terrible, just as strange. (Chapter 14)

Harrowhark smiled. This smile was unusual too: it betokened conspiracy, which was normal, except that this one invited Gideon to be part of it. Her eyes glowed like coals with sheer collusion. Gideon didn’t know if she could handle all these new expressions on Harrow: she needed a lie down. (Chapter 16)

A small, astonished smile creased her mouth. The smile transformed her face into an affliction of beauty that Gideon had heretofore managed to ignore. (Chapter 32)

Gideon looked over her shoulder at her, and caught the Reverend Daughter’s smile. There was blood sweat coming out of her left ear, but her smile was long and sweet and beautiful. (Chapter 36)

The Reverend Daughter of the Ninth House smiled, tiny and triumphant. Then she keeled into Gideon’s arms. Gideon stumbled, sick with terror, kneeling them both down to the ground as Harrow lay like a broken rag doll. She forgot her sword, forgot everything as she cradled her used-up adept. She forgot the wrecked ligaments in her sword arm, her messed-up knee, the cups of blood she’d lost, everything but that tiny, smouldering, victorious smile. (Chapter 36)

i will be over in the corner crying and you all are welcome to join me

#tlt #damn harrow

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we're so back, aftg nation, let's gooo

#tsc

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lesbians at a banquet? more likley than you’d think

#tsc

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I’m bored and nosy. Please reblog this with the book you’re currently reading.

#about to start #really good actually #but i just finished the sunshine court #and its holding me hostage!

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"Did you think you were special?"

#tsc spoilers

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The next time I think to myself, “I can’t do that as a writer,” please remind me that Tamsyn bloody Muir wrote a coffee shop AU of her own novel into her own novel and I was so delighted to read that batshit insanity that I screeched like a pterodactyl alone in my bedroom, clapping my hands like a schoolgirl, thanks.

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why do I seem to need to? || tsc chapter 6

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By LabradoriteKing on Pinterest

#i just think #steven universe #everytime I look at gems now

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I mentioned this on another post but

What I think about is that Mary according to Nora was made to marry Nathan (she confirmed it was an arranged marriage to give the Wesininskis and Moriyamas access to Europe and the Hatfords inroads to the States) [it being arranged isn't necessarily an issue if both partners were ok with it BUT she was married off to a dude named The Butcher and was known as the Moriyamas Torture technician and I somehow doubt she actually was given a lot of choice about it to be honest] and based on her age when she died according to Nora's answer on Twitter(she died at 38, and Neil was 17 when she died) she had to have been married off at least by 20 (she would have been 20 when Neil was born) or younger 18-19 and had Neil 1 or 2 years into her marriage.

Same age or around the same age as Jean and Neil now basically (a kid)

And how is forcing her to marry a man known as the Butcher (with his monsterous reputation) and at such a young age, all that different from being sold off the way Elodie, Jean and Neil were?

Mary isn't perfect by a mile, but It does put perspective on her doing everything she could to keep Neil away from that life.

#word. #aftg

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member when,

Jeremy slid his hands up to where Jean was drawing blood at his temples and wound their fingers together.

he WOUND their fingers TOGETHER.

#tsc spoilers #jerejean #the sunshine court spoilers #jeremy knox #jean moreau #tsc #the sunshine court