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that's gross. i like it.
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"Midnight" is one of my favourite episodes!!
A speedpaint video of this will be available at my Patreon on may 1st
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I won’t give you away, not to anyone, I promise.
Lyra Silvertongue & Will Parry
HIS DARK MATERIALS • S02E02, The Cave
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Lyra Silvertongue + Will Parry being soft in His Dark Materials: the scholar.
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Then Lyra took one of those little red fruits. With a fast-beating heart, she turned to him and said, “Will.”
And she lifted the fruit gently to his mouth.
She could see from his eyes that he knew at once what she meant, and that he was too joyful to speak. her fingers were still at his lips, and he felt them tremble, and he put his own hand up to hold hers there, and then neither of them could look; they were confused; they were brimming with happiness.
Like two moths clumsily bumping together, with no more weight than that, their lips touched. Then before they knew how it happened, they were clinging together, blindly pressing their faces toward each other.
The Amber Spyglass, Chapter Thirty-Five: Over the Hills and Far Away (2000) // His Dark Materials, Season Three, Episode Eight: The Botanic Garden (2022)
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“Being cheerful starts now, Will thought as hard as he could, but it was like trying to hold a fighting wolf still in his arms when it wanted to claw at his face and tear out his throat; nevertheless, he did it, and he thought no one could see the effort it cost him.”
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@pscentral anniversary event: get to know the members → his dark materials (northern lights, the subtle knife, & the amber spyglass)
tell them stories… just tell them stories. (in/sp)
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@pscentral event 18: adaptations
there's no morning glory, it was war, it wasn't fair
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lovesick, love you ‘til my heart stops
love you ‘til I’m carsick, love you ‘til you’re starsick
isn’t it amazing, despite all the space in the world I’m close to you
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Out of the dark the little boy came, hopeful and frightened, whispering over and over:
"Lyra—Lyra—Lyra..."
Why did the little boy keep calling Lyra's name?
Hope.
— THE AMBER SPYGLASS
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What she did to you...it's unforgivable.
HIS DARK MATERIALS
3.03 | The Intention Craft
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