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#in my feels today
rwrbmovie · 6 months
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Please be patient with me, and I promise I will try and be brave for us.
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—Chemtrails, Lizzy McAlpine
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danblahphil · 5 months
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On a more serious note, I am so incredibly grateful for Dan and Phil giving us gamingmas and just jumping straight back into the channel. Bc they could have done 12 days of Christmas or just like a week or not done it all. But they are doing 24 videos.
And I am so incredibly proud that they are finding a system that works for them with other editors and a posting schedule (whatever that is bc I still haven't cracked the code). And that they feel comfortable enough to do it is all and be themselves and just have fun with the channel.
I think they have realized, especially with the incredible support they have been getting since coming back, that we just want to see them and see them have fun and don't care as much about how much or what they are doing.
Anyway I just think it is so special and exciting that we get to witness this Era of them. ❤️
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I know my worth but dang I wish I knew if you were okay.
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kingkatsuki · 1 year
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Imagine Bakugou being terrified of commitment and how hard and fast his feelings for you have taken over his entire being, so he ends up breaking up with you a year into your relationship.
You thought everything was going perfectly (and it was), so when he tells you that you need to talk you assume it’s for something like a proposal or even maybe a pet together, and then he comes out with that.
It hurts, it really fucking hurts, when you hear those words coming from the man you’re so desperately in love with. You can’t even say anything back, because the word “why” is still circling in your mind.
So you just leave.
And as Bakugou is standing there in his now empty apartment, climbing into his empty bed, you become Bakugou’s biggest regret.
Because in Bakugou’s mind he isn’t worthy of the love you were so effortlessly providing him, and somehow he’s convinced himself he isn’t providing you that same love in return. The nights he’d be home late because of his job, or not home at all. The times you wouldn’t hear from him for weeks because he was undercover, or the anniversaries or birthdays missed. You deserved better, and Bakugou had convinced himself that he would never be good enough for you.
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spacedustmantis · 9 months
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i think juanaflippa and pomme should've met. and i think juanaflippa and dapper would've been little demons of mass destruction together. and i think juanaflippa and tilín and tallulah would've been best friends. but alas. she's fucking dead
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mymhameme · 1 year
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So you guys ever get super sad thinking about how YOUNG some of these characters are? The things they’ve gone through and CONTINUE to go through is so crazy to imagine. Then to realize that they’re not even adults yet.
And it’s not just the heroes, either!
Hell, most of the league is consisted of YOUNG ADULTS and even then I’m like yo…
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jawritter · 9 months
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How is it possible to miss someone that you've never met so damn bad. 😕
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dowagersqueen · 11 months
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can you imagine the catharsis aemond would experience the moment he’d have his moment of realization that helaena returns his feelings? i am so not normal about this. cuz you know that boy’s been on a whole goddamn rollercoaster of emotions and when it’d happen, when he’d realize this is not one sided, his whole world would turn on its axis 
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justafriend-ql · 1 year
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“Tell me how all this, and love too, will ruin us. These, our bodies, possessed by light. Tell me we'll never get used to it.” - Richard Siken, Crush
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bunnymcbunnister · 5 months
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Are you ever just lying there and you think about Castiel being alive for millennia upon millennia, existing to follow orders and nothing else? And he only wanted one thing in all of that time? Just one? Cuz I think about it. A lot. Bet Dean does too
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do-it-for-the-fandom · 11 months
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Colour and Light.
Set: post-series, if Castle didn't survive the shooting. *sorry*
The soft glow of moonlight streamed through the widow, painting the walls of their bedroom a melancholy blue.
That was her world now: despondent and dreary, lacking the vibrant colours that he had brought into her life. Everything had faded when she lost him.
Lily had been a burst of light - like fireworks - that had whizzed into her life; a torpedo of love and loss and confusion that brightened her skies and filled her heart with nothing but joy.
The potential that their future held glittered in her daughter's big, bright, hazel eyes and a newfound optimism rained over them.
Kate had bathed in that glimmering shower and thanked her lucky stars for the wonderful things she had: the delicate gift of life she could cradle in her arms and the cherished memories she could forever hold in her heart.
But, like every firework show, the shimmering lights faded too quickly and she was left to watch as the thick cloud of smoke - the evidence of what once was - drifted into the darkness. Most days ignited a new spark - soft glow or dazzling display - and each little sparkle of light was life-affirming, a reminder to persist even through darkness.
She knew that one day it wouldn't be so overwhelming.
She knew that one day the darkness wouldn't completely engulf every part of her.
She just had to get there.
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the-bau-quinjet · 10 months
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Just a hurt/comfort (of the mental variety) Steve drabble :)
You heard the footsteps coming down the hall before the knock sounded on the door. You knew it was Steve before he spoke, the sound of his sigh filling you with equal parts love and sorrow.
“Y/N? You missed dinner.” You could hear the silent, annoyed ‘again’ without him needing to say it. Or maybe your brain added what you thought you deserved to hear.
You couldn’t bring yourself to answer. He wouldn’t miss the wobble in your voice, and then he would know for sure it was still happening. Better for him to think you’re already asleep.
“I know you’re awake,” he whispered as he opened the door. There goes that plan. Still, you didn’t turn away from the wall. He laid down next to you, content to just hold you in his effort to help guide you through the unrelenting fog your brain has put you in.
Apart of you embraced his presence, but a more dominant thought refused to let you enjoy it. The longer you laid in his arms, the more tumultuous your thoughts became. And thoughts always seemed to be the enemy during these episodes.
“I wish I could understand. Maybe then I could help more.”
Those words were the first thing Steve did that surprised you. He’d always been willing to help, but you didn’t know he wanted to understand. Nobody before him had ever cared enough, and maybe that was the problem.
Your own voice surprised you as you voiced one of the memories tumbling around in your kind.
“This is a cry for help.”
A tear slid across the bridge of your nose just as you felt Steve tense beside you. It seemed he was just as surprised to hear you speak as you were. “That is what I said the last time I tried to make someone understand. In a car full of people I considered family.”
The memory had never been clearer for you. Driving down the highway, screaming along to all the angsty songs from your college years. The music choice alone seemed like a red flag. The lull between songs should’ve been quiet enough for all of them to hear you, and yet…
“And maybe nobody heard me,” you justified to yourself more so than Steve. “Maybe it wasn’t as loud as I thought. Maybe they were distracted by something else…
“But maybe that was part of the problem,” Steve supplied when you trailed off. He could’ve kept going. Knowing Steve meant knowing he always had a motivational speech in his back pocket for any occasion. But Steve knowing you meant he knew that sentence was more than enough to make you feel seen.
He held you while you broke down, content to always be there to help you build yourself back up.
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sznofthesticks · 2 months
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the line his parents cared more about the Bible than being good to their own child will never NOT break me
because yeah. same. 💔
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wanna-be-bold · 2 months
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These songs never fail to make me think of Tiva
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nerdymom4 · 1 year
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I’m just gonna curl up into a ball and cry for a bit ✌🏼
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