but if taylor is who we listen to when our hearts are broken, who does she turn to when it’s her heart that’s breaking?
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Laughing about the fact that everyone who watched good omens 2 is now coping by watching staged, doctor who or masters of sex
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It always makes me sad whenever stories with hopeful messages or lighthearted moments are sometimes dismissed as unintelligent or weaker than tragedies. Isn't joy and hope what makes a dark journey worthwhile? Not every story needs an unhappy ending to serve as a lesson.
I will forever be a fan of stories that say hey, maybe the world is a rough place, and it will always be this way, but you can make a difference with the people who matter to you. Even if no one else will know, even if no one else will remember, the ones you loved, and who loved you in return, will remember. People who are holding onto you, even at the end of everything else. People who remind you that new beginnings are born from the ashes.
My favorite stories will always end with love, hope, and the sun rising on the horizon after hell and high waters. The world can be so cruel, but we can choose not to be as individuals. Joy is as human as anger and sorrow. Joy is what we reach for when we are at our lowest, whether we realize it or not. We want what was lost back. I love stories where the characters reach the light at the end of the tunnel, emerge on the other side, and are allowed to heal. Even if they’ve done bad things, even if they aren’t perfect, isn’t that true of all of us?
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I’ve decided that in a modern AU, Snotlout is actually the one that drives everyone everywhere on long car rides in the gangs shared van. Here’s my reasoning.
Hiccup, while being a great driver, lives off of caffeine and spite, and if left to his own devices and too much caffeine, will try and do tricks in parking lots that usually end in him crashing. And once this boy hits the freeway, he goes as fast as humanely and legally possible.
Astrid gets road rage over every minor inconvenience, and doesn’t believe in right of way unless it applies to her. She also keeps the windows down at all times and speeds, even when it’s -25 degrees outside or there’s a hundred bugs outside.
The twins are actually decent drivers, but go out of their way to break every driving law possible, especially in the presence of cops. They’re infamous for numerous high speed car chases with the cops, and are on a first name basis with half the police force for their driving shenanigans alone.
Fishlegs drives like a grandpa: five to ten miles below the speed limit, uses his blinkers religiously, and waits too long to take an opening. When he does get behind the wheel, he also chooses the longest possible route to literally anywhere, insisting they enjoy the scenery. This usually ends with everyone being late to everything in varying degrees of tardiness.
Snotlout, while a bit of a hothead, with minor road rage issues of his own, doesn’t try and do something that’ll potentially wreck the car. He comes after everyone about leaving their garbage in it, nags Hiccup into teaching him how to do repairs on it. He refuses to drive after having a single drink, he hand washes it inside and out every month. He treats this car like it’s a temple…..mostly because it’s actually his car that he’s lent partial ownership to the others, which is also half the reason he’s the designated driver.
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