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juliens-bakery · 1 year
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impossiblesoul13 · 9 months
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July 30. Everything I love is out to sea.
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vinca-majors · 2 years
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"I have only two emotions: careful fear and dead devotion. I can't get the balance right"
The National, Don't Swallow the Cap
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adamantseal · 2 years
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jonathan-parra-acero · 4 months
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Hay noches de noches... llorar, o las quejas, no me sirven (es, como esa escena de Return to Paradise, en la que el personaje de Joaco dice -algo así, hace mucho que vi la peli-, en un pedacito de actuación conmovedora de Phoenix: "No importa cuánto implores, Dios no está aquí"), así que vuelco el corazón a otras herramientas, a otros intentos por no quedarme atascado en una tristeza, por demás, inútil... y casi siempre vuelvo a esta canción:
♪ Don't think anybody I know is awake ♪
♫ Calm down, it's alright Keep my arms the rest of the night ♫
♪ When they ask, what do I see? I say a bright white beautiful heaven hanging over me ♪
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comingin-to-the-cave · 5 months
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bright white beautiful heaven hanging over me
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kiwipineappleparasol · 4 months
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Various Sonic Scribbles done on "Aggie" (it got Thrown in the Fiery pits and Turned into Magma but I Never Forget...)
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After a week of utter darkness and unbroken radio silence following Midoriya Izuku's unconcluded final fight with All For One, Shigaraki Yoichi is understandably anxious. Until, of course, Midoriya finally returns to the mindscape, completely unharmed and by all outward appearances, perfectly happy. Then, Yoichi is more than anxious. He's absolutely terrified.
Because when the ninth and final holder of One For All introduces himself, he doesn't use his own name.
He uses Yoichi's.
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lastparty · 7 months
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whats everyones most personally meaningful the national song 🌥️
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mrsmarlasinger · 9 months
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About to eat toilet paper 👍
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roadpoem · 1 year
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WHEN YOU'RE NOT HERE SOMEONE WALKS IN AND SAYS "HEY, THERE'S NO DANCER IN THAT BED"
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lessonincanvases · 1 year
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everything i love is on the table everything i love is out to sea
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medicinemane · 9 months
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Flies are overwhelming me and making me lose my shit
One flew into the fridge while I was getting something out, wouldn't leave, so that fucking sucks that there's gonna be a dead fly to find in there next time it's getting cleaned (covered the little bit of uncovered food)
Then there's one fucking in here, been landing on my screen, and then just dive bombed my arm and fucking feeling it touch me...
If you haven't seen that one picture from when I was cleaning out the trailer I don't think you get why flies upset me so much, why they set me off and I can't fucking deal with them. Even if you have seen it, then you should realize that that's an echo of the past in that picture, and that I was fucking living with those flies while growing up
I want to exterminate every last fucking fly, you just don't get how much they bother me, how much they upset me
Update from while I was writing the tags: that's right, fucking die you stupid shit; you land on the floor and don't move when I come over to you slowly and you fucking die and never bother me again
#I don't toss around the word trigger cause fuck if I know what counts and doesn't and it doesn't really matter#but this likely rises to that level#I can not emphasize enough that once you've fucking lived in a place where you find out that when there's enough flies they act like smoke#it fucking breaks something in you for good and you can't deal with them anymore; can't fucking take them#it's why I fucking tend to keep thumb capping glass bottles or tend to keep the cap on#I literally used to have to or my drink would fill with flies; there's no exaggeration here either; I fucking wish there was#do you fucking understand the horrible footprints they leave behind once there's enough of them?#like have you seen the terrible black spots they'll leave behind?#the way they'd come out of the drain#the way that they were so omnipresent that I'd start to get a psychosomatic feeling like they were squirming in my throat#even though I was pretty sure I hadn't swallowed any#the fucking filth my mom kept me in and the flies the flies the flies the flies#that's why I've had to leave restaurants before because of them; take my food to go#I hope none of you had to live what I'm talking about... but I do wish I could show you for just one day so you'd get it#that's why I hate hate hate hate hate hate hate them#just stay the fuck outside and I'll ignore you; and even in my house I often try to make peace#but... fuck them; they all should die; ecosystems be damned#you know what? I literally like mosquitoes far far far far far better and will go to bat for them#understand that I hate flies so much that I like things that drink my blood and make me itch so much more than I do flies
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heroes-fading · 1 year
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inordinary joel pov is coming and you can tell because i’ve been listening to the national literally all day. happy birthday aaron dessner. we love u.
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When It Rains, It Pours - Charles Leclerc
Summary: A storm causes a seemingly endless red flag. Charles ends up keeping a tight hold of his girlfriend who has a fear of thunder and lightning
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Charles is fairly notorious for his water sensitivity and his dislike of any loud noises. Fans have joked about it for years, but when he got into a relationship with y/n, he became less bothered about his own feelings and found himself much more focused on making sure his girlfriend is ok.
It seems to be the only thing that scares her so much. Beyond that she's pretty unfazed by other things. But storms really just leave her completely terrified.
When the red flag came in, there was no doubt that it would be a long red flag. The storm seemed like it was going to result in a repeat of Belgium 2021 or Malaysia 2009.
The driver's seek shelter by rushing to into the garages. Mainly to speak to race engineers and strategists. Charles does initially stick with them but when thunder cracks, electricity felt in the air as the lightening strikes.
"Andrea, can you get y/n?" Charles question, pausing his conversation with Xavi to ask for y/n to be brought to him.
It's almost no surprise that she appears with tear-filled eyes, hands latched onto Joris who is more than amused by her choice to latch onto him so tightly. Presumably because he just so happened to have been in arms reach when she began to get scared.
"Oh my baby." Charles chuckles as she releases Joris and switches to wrapping her arms around Charles. "It's just rain."
A white lie. They both know it's much more than just rain.
Xavi gets on with what they were discussing before y/n appeared while Charles just holds, squeezing her more tightly and rubbing her back when she jumps at the thunder.
Eventually there's nothing left to discuss and with there being no end to the red flag in sight. Charles ends up sitting with y/n in the garage. Her gaze locked outside with a permanent grimace on her face.
"Mon amour, it can't hurt you in here." Charles promises but his own expression is even less than impressed and both of them are so caught up looking outside that they really don't notice the broadcast camera coming in to the garage and capturing their unimpressed expressions.
"They have to just cancel the race. There is no point in keeping waiting." Y/n murmurs making Charles hum.
"Do you want to go get something to eat?" Charles asks softly catching her attention in hopes of maybe moving somewhere warmer and really moving to get something that will hopefully settle her nerves or even just distract her.
"But we have to go out in it." Y/n frowns wrinkling her nose in distress at the thought.
Almost perfectly timed to try and ruin Charles plans, lightning strikes the metal on top of the grandstand and screams ripple through the air. Fans beginning to decide that the race is almost certainly cancelled and if the time comes that it finally gets the drivers back on the track. It won't be for long and their safety is more important.
"I want to go home, not go to the unit." Y/n rambles, her fist clenched in the material of his racing suit.
"We are going to the unit, it will block out the noise." Charles declares making her swallow back thickly, her hands getting clammy. "I will protect you."
"You don't like it either." Y/n murmurs since she's not blind to Charles discomfort of the weather and atmosphere around them. A moment of hesitation passes. "Ok, let's go."
Charles would usually risk an umbrella but with y/n whimpering just when he goes to reach for one, he decided to just use his cap and the hoodie of his jacket as y/n is clearly intending to do the same.
Y/n also takes nearly a full two minutes to build up the courage to run over to the unit with Charles, and she closes her eyes the whole time, trusting her tight grip on Charles and managing to not trip up the steps before she feels the lethal raindrops stop falling hard on her hood.
"We are safe." Charles declares sounding pretty relieved himself. "You need to eat. I'm going to grab a snack."
On the off chance the race gets going again, he doesn't want to eat a full meal before being in the car.
Y/n agrees to eat, if only because she does feel better in the unit with the noises outside muted slightly. Eventually the race is called to an end and Charles does have to go up to the customary podium. They made it through most of the race so full points are awarded. He took a P2 thanks to not having pitted.
Though y/n stays in the unit and watches the broadcast of the podium, not only because she didn't really want to leave the safety of the unit but because Charles made sure Joris kept her company there because he wasn't overly fond of the idea of pulling her back over to the garage just to get drown in the water.
He returns for the debrief, checking on y/n on his way in before he smiles and promises not to take too long.
"You know I think the two of you are perfectly paired. Hate the rain like it's your enemy, can't stand loud noises and will do whatveer you have to in order to avoid it." Joris comments earning a small smile.
"He makes it feel less terrifying. Even if he's scared too." Y/n whispers before clearing her throat and tilting her head. "I love him a lot. But next time there's forecast of rain or a storm. Then I'm staying at home."
"I think he'll understand after this weekend experience."
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