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acursedhalo · 10 months
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Reunited With Jill, Part Two. - "It's true, then. It really is you." - "It is."
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novelist-becca · 2 months
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Somebody hug me, Kyo and Tohru from Fruits Basket are making me bawl
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omegalomania · 3 months
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throwing down my tablet pen and stamping my feet in impotent rage and tearful acknowledgment of how that first shot of patrick rejoining the other 3 in save rock and roll and their immediate joy upon seeing him is just the most potent and earnest thing because they are all dead so like theyre all just functionally seeing each others complete SOULS in heaven in that moment and the instant they lay eyes on him andy joe and pete are overjoyed to see him again and their forgiveness of him is both immediate and unconditional. soulmated band. soulbound band. would you still love me if i was a worm. would you still love me if i was torn apart physically and psychologically and in all possible ways there are to be desecrated. would you still love me even if i was the one who killed you. would you still love me if i was the thing that unmade us. would you still love me in spite of the pain and trauma that's been poured into our relationship. and the answer is yes, yes, yes, an unrepentant and unflinching and unhesitating yes, a thousand times, yes.
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holli-flower · 10 months
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they love each other so much THEY TRIED TO HAVE A BABY CAT!! — 🥇 (hi!!!)
I literally had a breakdown over that…THEY WANTED A BABYYY PATCHESSSS😭😭😭😭 the way they talked about it too as if they were trying to have a baby like…GIVE THEM A BABY CATTT GIVE THEM A BABBBYYYY😭😭😭
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nat-20s · 4 months
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14 and Donna textposts
+ A bonus 15
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waywardgirl75 · 5 months
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Let us meet like two waves and get connected again in the next life, too.
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artist who made this fanart let me just say that you're freaking great. i really, really want to frame this.
art cr: @/mlh7q (twitterX)
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lilith-91 · 24 days
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Katara had no idea that Iroh would have saved them and she was ready to die with Aang here
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xjustakay · 9 days
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✨ put us on ice by xjustakay ✨
“When you think about it, the rink is kind of like our circus.”
in celebration of finally wrapping up put us on ice, i was very lucky to be able to commission the loveliest @cuckooboo to do this incredible cover art piece!! truly the biggest of thank you's to cuckooboo for doing such an amazing job with this art, and all of my love and appreciation to each of you who have shown so much love to this story! it's been so very, very special to me<33
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earlgodwin · 16 days
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I don't want Naples yet. I want my sister.
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loveinhawkins · 1 year
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Eddie quietly falling more and more in love with Steve with every car ride—every time it’s raining, and he watches as Steve does a stupid little run with an umbrella to the front porch so Robin won’t mess up her hair before a marching band concert.
Falling in love with the constancy of it, with every little routine Steve does. It takes a few weeks of listening for Eddie to figure out that when Steve first half-sings, “Good mornin’,” as everyone clambers into the car that he’s imitating the song from Singin’ in the Rain.
Falling in love with how Steve always, always either has the radio on or a tape playing something that he can sing along to, drumming his fingers on the steering wheel. How the car’s always this chaotic space but always, always brimming with love and joy—Steve snapping his fingers every few minutes, like, “Oh, Rob, this is our song! You know, when the—yeah, the shift when—no, not that one, the other time that—” (Eddie discovers with fond amusement that many, many songs share the title of ‘Robin and Steve’s song.’)
Steve singing along to the chorus of Mr. Blue Sky whenever Dustin’s called shotgun in the front, and Eddie soon realises, his heart fit to burst, that it’s because Steve must associate the song with Dustin; that he does the same thing with everyone he gives rides to, like it comes so naturally to him, his love for each person intertwined with each song, like he’s making the melody anew every time.
Eddie, tipsy from ‘Graduation Champagne’ courtesy of Nancy, asks Steve once if he has a song tied to him.
“Ah,” Steve says, smiling and bright-eyed in his role as the designated driver, “you have a whole damn catalogue, Eddie.”
And… oh.
Well, Eddie reasons, heart skipping a beat, he doesn’t need to know all of them at once, then. He doesn’t mind waiting, letting each one unfold, like unwrapping an expensive chocolate.
One night the two of them are driving back to Hawkins alone, having spent the day at a mall shopping for Robin’s birthday. They really didn’t need to spend the whole day, had already got her presents within the first couple of hours, but they dawdled, messed around, tried on increasingly ridiculous hats and sunglasses to make the other laugh.
And Steve fiddles with the radio until he finds an obscure station that just plays songs from musicals. And yeah, he sings along, but his voice is a little restrained, almost like he’s shy. Eddie looks at him with a soft smile, suddenly knows he’s seeing something precious, something Steve perhaps reserves for car rides alone. That Steve is letting him into a private moment.
“You have a real pretty voice, man,” he murmurs, quiet enough that they could pretend it goes unheard under the noise of the car driving along.
But as Steve looks ahead, he smiles, and his ears turn red.
He goes for it for the rest of the ride, voice back to its normal volume. He plays it up, trying to make Eddie laugh while they’re waiting for traffic lights to change. Catches his eye and damn near trills, “I feel fizzy and funny and fine, and so pretty, Miss America can just resign.”
And of course, Eddie laughs. Feels his stomach swoop. He knows what this feeling is. Oh, he knows.
As the West Side Story tribute ends, Steve’s voice drops back to his normal register. Turns gentle and sincere as he glances at his wing mirror and sings, almost to himself, “For I’m loved by a pretty wonderful boy.”
Yes, Eddie thinks, you are, you are, you are.
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hydrosovreign · 2 months
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POV: You just mentioned Furina to Neuvillette.
He loves Furina so much it isn't even funny.
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Furina's 400+ years of encouragement to get this dragon to give humanity a chance and mingle amongst their masses coming back full circle. I'm willing to bet he didn't put up so much of a resistance because he got a good taste of what he's been missing out on and because he's heard this song before, many times before from Furina and his daughters the Melusines no doubt. Cheers everybody.
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13ag21k · 7 months
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Arthur *is giving an emotional and important speech*
Merlin & Lancelot *since everyone is distracted let's make heart eyes at each other*
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theriverbeyond · 2 years
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spending all of Harrow the Ninth drowning in Harrow's grief and seeing the gaping maw that Gideon's death has rent into her whole existance, and then getting smacked in the face by Nona the Ninth and the apperance of Kiriona Gaia and realizing that Gideon really just does not know. Gideon does not fucking know how much Harrow loves her. Gideon thinks she was abandoned and thrown away and that she gave her life for nothing and based on the information she has avalible to her that is like, a totally reasonable assumption.
head in hands i understand why she wanted to become Kiriona. she spent her childhood being told she was nothing and no one, abused by everyone who could have shown her care. she learned that she was created only to be a bomb. the one thing she had was Harrow. and then she felt like Harrow abandoned her, threw her away like trash. just like everyone else. fuck. no wonder she wants to just be the Daughter of God. no wonder she shed her name, given to her by the Ninth that hated her and the Mother that only created her for slaughter. no wonder she wants to reject everything that had rejected her. fuck.
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maiios · 8 months
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hello lilypad shippers the robot yuri has arrived
designs by @lyss-butterscotch
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shibuiking · 2 months
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xkzuka · 7 months
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we. came. so. far.
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From being too nervous to even hug her back, to melting into her embrace without hesitation, despite not seeing each other for literal eons. They didn't skip a beat. Their love is strong I bet it can be felt across every single timeline in existence.
The fabric of time may have ripped, events of history and it's inhabitants changing in the most bizarre ways, it's clear one thing didn't change.
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