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#LIKE I ALMOST CRIED
dreamlanddoll · 4 months
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hey guys please watch this video analysis on Chicken Run (2000) it’s from 3 years ago but feels more relevant now than ever and the essayist in it is really smart and put a lot of how I felt about the movies message into words please just go watch it it’s called “what a time to analyze chicken run” she talks about white feminist capitalism being represented in the main villain and the importance of community just please go watch it
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itsgwencayyye · 5 months
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just watched the quackity stream.........
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i just finished the goldfinch. it is a literal masterpiece. the acting was so good, the directing, the flow of the story, literally everything was so good. please watch this.
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gunstellations · 14 days
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its sonics turn! 👅
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leeminlikesdaises · 1 year
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I feel so sorry for you but wtf was the head licking thing for.
cause i shoved him out of my room?
IDK he thought it was funny?
I feel so disgusting
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demigods-posts · 3 months
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headcanon that percy and annabeth host a 'Grover Appreciation Day' once a month to remind grover how much they value him. they have a picnic out in the strawberry fields where they talk about their future and grover's role in it. they talk about getting married one day and asking grover to be the best man. they later explore the city and take pictures in place they definitely shouldn't. they go to lunch and cause harmless mayhem like they did when they were younger. they end the evening with a movie marathon of all of grover favorite nature documentaries and fall asleep cuddling together on the couch.
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coco--rush · 21 days
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I hope they can brighten up someone's day.
Thank you Ichikawa for this amazing and absolutely wonderful manga that touched so many peoples hearts including mine.
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indica-chan · 2 years
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Lord of the Rings is so UNDERRATED for its romantic scenes.
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saltedbiscuiit · 4 days
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Short hair Chuuya
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“Please forgive me for whatever I do when I don’t remember you”
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saryasy · 1 month
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I love you, Erin Greene. I’ve loved you my whole life. One way or another. I love you, too. I did my best. I did my best.
MIDNIGHT MASS (2021) | Book V: Gospel
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sleepyeurypterus · 1 year
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tell the critters that you love,
that you love ‘em, that’s enough!
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theriverbeyond · 1 year
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One day eighteen years ago, Gideon’s mother had tumbled down the middle of the shaft in a dragchute and a battered hazard suit, like some moth drifting slowly down into the dark. The suit had been out of power for a couple of minutes. The woman landed brain-dead. All the battery power had been sucked away by a bio-container plugged into the suit, and inside that container was Gideon, only a day old.
Rejoice! Rejoice! Emmanuel shall come to thee
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nonranghaes · 11 months
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warnings: spider mentions bc writer is terrified and needs to write comfort. this is idol au, btw. (also readers in a polyamorous relationship with both chris and felix, just a heads up)
chris jolts awake when he feels you tugging at his sleeve, barely opening his eyes by the time you speak up.
“christheresahugespidercanyoupleasegogetridofit--”
it’s... a lot. it’s clear that you’re terrified (although his brain hasn’t deciphered what you said yet), and he sits up, reaching out to pull you in. on the other side of the bed, he can feel felix stir from his own slumber--and he hears him stifle a yawn. chris just focuses on you, though, “honey--”
you sniffle, fingers dinging into his arm as you hold him by the forearms, “please go get it before it moves--”
he doesn’t even have to decipher what you said anymore. he knows only one thing gets you this scared, and he gently pulls you in further until you’re actually sitting on the bed. “it’s okay,” he says, “i’ll go catch it. don’t worry,” he presses a kiss onto the crown of your head, getting out of bed. “i won’t come back until it’s gone, okay?”
you nod frantically, and chris mumbles felix’s name to rouse him further. felix turns over, gaze meeting chris’s--although he quickly nods toward you, redirecting the attention--and he understands. he kicks off the blankets, crawling over to you as chris takes his leave as designated-spider-getter.
“it’s okay,” he murmurs softly, drawing you in for a hug. “chris will get it.”
your breath hitches, and felix can feel as you start to cry. it’s a frustrating fear to have--felix knows, as does chris, because you’ve cried to them before about how you wish you could just be normal about those eight-legged little things--and you know that they’re far more afraid of you than you are of them. or, well, that’s what everyone tells you. you haven’t seen a spider have a breakdown because of you, but what do you know?
he holds you, gently tracing hearts on your back as he lets you cry your fears out. felix’s lips press against your softly, just for a second, before he pulls you in again. he draws your face into his shoulder, gently talking you through it. when he finally draws back, once your cries have stifled, he begins searching around.
“where’s bbokari...?” he mumbles. when he and chris are away, the plushies they gave you take their place (... alongside the others, sometimes, but you don’t tell them about that since you’ll never live it down). he moves, patting around until he hears chris come back. “hey,” he calls out, voice raspy with sleep, “do you see bbokari?”
chris stops for a moment with a “hm?” but looks over to your dresser where the group was last assembled. he reaches for the little chick, tossing him over to felix. he returns to bed soon enough after felix moves out of the way, gently guiding you back to the middle of the bed by the arm. he’s pushed bbokari into your arms, and already snuggled in next to you as chris pulls the blankets back over you all.
“it’s okay,” chris presses a kiss against your shoulder. “it’s gone. i took it outside. we’ll protect you, baby.” there’s a teasing lift to his voice, but you know he genuinely means it. 
“mmhm,” felix sounds, planting a soft kiss against your lips. “we’ve got you,” he promises. “alright?”
you snuggle in, both of your boyfriends cuddling in to keep you as safe as they can. it takes you a while to get back to sleep... but it helps to have your silly saviors nearby, always happy to catch and release the spiders and soothe you with as many kisses as it takes.
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demigods-posts · 3 months
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just imagine percy at fifteen years old. feeling like his life is slipping through his fingers. feeling like he's running out of time to give his life purpose outside of being a child soldier. feeling like the only control he has over is life is by pushing people away. is by running away. so when annabeth calls him a coward. he can't help but agree with her.
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transmunsons · 6 months
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Steve traced Eddie’s scars, long since turned to white. He grazed his fingers over the ragged marks on Eddie’s stomach, the neat lines under his pecs. Light filtered lazily through their blinds and danced across Eddie’s skin in golden stripes.
Steve had woken up first. He loved moments like these where he could just look and touch, remind himself that he’s not alone. He got to see this every morning but the novelty had yet to wear off. Eddie’s face was relaxed, half smushed into a pillow and his hair tumbled wildly out his bun. He’d found another gray hair the other day and made a fuss to Steve about it.
Steve pressed closer and wrapped an arm around Eddie’s thick waist, almost lying on top of him. He buried his face in the space between Eddie’s neck and shoulder and focused on how warm he was, the way his chest rose and fell. Still alive.
Eddie stirred and rumbled out a, “Mornin’ to you, too.”
“I had that dream again,” Steve murmured into Eddie’s neck. The one where Steve couldn’t save him.
Eddie dropped a kiss on his hair, wrapping him in an embrace. “I’m not going anywhere, sweetheart.”
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