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elliebeanwilliams · 6 months
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so crazy that joel miller is going to have his last good night of sleep tonight
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solar-settings · 7 months
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oxygen, mary oliver // jackie and shauna, yellowjackets
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takethebodymarc · 5 months
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"you only hurt and grief so much because you love so hard you know"
"your heart breaks so much because you love so hard!"
tina your words destroyed me
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most4rdently · 1 year
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Goodbye, Mr. Malcolm.
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lovethatlaiduslow · 7 months
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romulus, sufjan stevens // grief, anna archer (1902)
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happi-dreams · 1 month
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Myy sonn!!!
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thefiresofpompeii · 1 month
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okay. suicidality is a core master trait through quite literally every single nuwho incarnation but it’s never been this explicit. bro needs to bigenerate and go through 40 years of therapy like his bestie did but instead he gets tooth jail
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adriancatrin · 8 months
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man, i know it’s not subtle at all, but the contrast in The Awakening between katara confronting her father and zuko confronting his father is so powerful. just flipping back and forth between zuko saying nearly nothing but seeking his fathers approval, and receiving it on Conditions (taking ba sing se, “killing the avatar”), and katara being incredibly vocal in why she’s upset with her father, and him still expressing his Unconditional love for her. ouch
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buckupstitches · 2 months
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Jane Fonda
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alchemocha · 3 months
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Imagine a Robotnik family photo that consists of Gerald, Maria, Shadow, all the living members - except for Ivo
The Robotnik is the one all but ostracized from the family.
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vollerey · 7 months
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i wonder what my sleep aid will be tonite …
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duality of man. amusement park vs hell
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scotland-wolves · 2 months
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sighonaraa · 3 months
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🌹 for 🌹 whatever 🌹 whenever 🌹 you 🌹 want 🌹 to 🌹 share 🌹
EEP thank youuuu my love <3 today has truly been A Day (derogatory) so! here's some jamie also having A Day (derogatory) for solidarity! from the jamie gets hugged six ways to sunday gift fic:
“Jesus Christ, mate, you can quit pretending already, all right? What, so me da knocked me around a bit. It ain’t nothing he hasn’t done before, and you didn’t care then, so why the fuck should you care now?” The couch leather creaks as Roy stands; Jamie jerks, retreats into the shell of his jumper. “Jamie,” says Roy. But Jamie isn’t going to hang around long enough for the beating that’s about to be doled out. He all but thrusts his plate at the table, watches to make sure it doesn’t wobble off the edge, and then leaps to his feet, hands going to the soft dark depths of his pockets. Safer there, aren’t they. Not so easy to curl into fists. “I don’t wanna hear it,” he says, and there the shovel goes, the palmful after palmful of dirt, excavating a space for him that the earth can’t reject. “See you at practice, Coach.” He flees Roy’s house with his own grave lingering empty in the space between them. Better that way, isn’t it. One less thing for Roy to do once he’s finally killed Jamie for good.
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fairytale-lights · 3 months
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Headache for days and days by the way
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count-lucio · 4 months
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fun Lucio headcanon for you all!
Lucio didn't die sleeping.
when his room caught fire; there was no merciful passing in his sleep, no gentle end to his suffering- he was awake. had been awake, even before any fire broke out.
he didn't try to escape. i don't think he could've, even if he had wanted to. he was so weak during those last few days, his body almost entirely giving up on him. ravished by plague, every inch of him aching so badly, his joints raw and his skin unbearably painful to the touch- even if he had wanted to run, wanted to scream or call for help; it wouldn't of mattered. wouldn't of made any difference. Lucio knew this, knew how pointless it would've been to struggle, knew how even if he had tried to flee his room he wouldn't of been able to simply pull himself out of bed, much less properly escape.
instead, he laid in bed and let the fire consume him. he was tired of struggling. tired of being sick, tired of watching his body fail, atrophying into some pathetic echo of the man he once was. tired of waiting for some cure that he knew, in his heart, would never be found. he gave up, in the most pitiful way. Lucio let himself burn alive. Lucio let himself die.
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meaningtotellyou · 5 months
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i really am a child of divorce huh
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