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kickdrumheart68 · 1 month
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The Avett Brothers - Roses and Sacrifice (Live From Late Night With Seth...
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melancholybuckeye · 4 months
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Posting here in case I erase and redo this entirely
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nobleriver · 1 year
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Parallels - The Doctor Protecting River
The Doctor will find your daughter. And he will care for her, whatever it takes. And I know that.
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q-morning-crew · 5 months
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I haven't seen anyone talk about it, but when tubbo was following bad and forever, he said (well more like sang technically):
"okay, there's bad- making sure nothing happens to badboyhalo, how the roles have reversed, I would've loved nothing more than for this motherfucker to die a few months ago"
Which really summarises their relationship in one sentence
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oblivionsdream · 9 months
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Thrilled to share this artwork I created for the endpapers of a new German edition of Vampire Academy! This series holds such a nostalgic place in my heart and I still love my bad ass girl Rose. 😊
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agneswarda · 2 months
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golden girls is so amazing i even made a powerpoint
(I copy-pasted the main text under the cut. unfortunately, I can't find the time for a proper alt text. life is stressful rn)
-Picture it: Miami, late 80s/early 90s. four 60+ women
-living together.
-Sure, they talk a lot about (straight) sex
-but what we see on screen is their dynamic. Their deep friendship. Their love also they often act quite gay with eachother. amazing
-Did i mention they are old. They are old and deal with getting sick and aging. A lot.
-But their life isn‘t over. They might not be related. But they are family, and they are here for each other
-These four women are the Golden Girls.
-You are in for a treat. A 7 seasons 25 episodes long treat
Introducing the girls: Dorothy Zbornak
-not to be a lesbian but omg
-Tall soft butch
-quick-witted
-sarcastic
-her voice *swoons*
-would make numbers on tumblr
-> her idea of a good time is being Alone wiht a book in her room
-> Huge dorky nerd
- Being vulnerable is not her strength but when she is It‘s amazing. Soft. makes me cry
Introducing the girls: Blanche Devereaux
-slutty
-sexy
-selfish
-sensitive
-Sensual
-Did i mention slutty
-And proud of it
-All these things are her strenghts as well as her weaknesses
 -She is actually quite complex
Introducing the girls: Rose Nylund
-Sweet
-Loving
-Kind
-caring
-Everyone says she‘s Dumb
-I think she might just Be neurodivergent?!??!!!! With her special interest
-Being St. Olaf
-The place she comes from
-Has amazing st olaf stories for everything
-Can also be a judgy bitch sometimes
Introducing the girls: Sophia Petrillo
-SHE WOULD MAKE NUMBERS ON TUMBLR
-„You're a funny little gnome, and we feed you too much.”
-This quote describes her perfectly
-It’s Dorothy who says it to her
-Who is incidentally her daughter
-Trickster energy
-Don‘t know if she is gay. But she commits crimes
-It‘s her way of dealing with old age
-And all the limitations it brings
-The show would just be half as funny without her
But op. Is it really this good. It‘s so old
I will admit: not everything aged well. Be also prepared for:
-it‘s v white. If they have characters of color, they sometimes work well. And sometimes it‘s embarassing to watch bc harmful stereotypes (not often but yeah. It happens.)
-Bodyshaming: the girls tease each other about their height, weight etc. and sometimes it can really become a lot/too much.
-Rose is so often the butt of the joke for not understanding situations. I think a lot of neurodivergent folks can relate. And it can hurt to hear the same old mean comments again and again
BUT
-This is a series which was never afraid of complicated topics
-First and foremost: the queer advocacy and topics were and still are amazing. The found family of it all alone.
-Also: death,being sick, being disabled. Getting old. Not performing the gender The way one would like to (anymore) (so. yes. Dysphoria. In a way). The financial aspect of it all. These are important topics which are treated with humor (of course) but also with respect
-it‘s a kind show which has its heart in the right place
-And i mean
-4 old women who are „just“ friends living together, supporting eachother?
-That shit is still revolutionary in the year of our lord 2024
So give it a chance!!!!11!!!!!111
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dimitrscu · 10 months
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malenia grab pov
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acomaflove · 11 months
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Feyre & Rhysand’s Parenting Problems
Teenage Nyx: I have a crush on a girl, so I did what you and dad did to show her that I love her.
Feyre: What did you do?
Teenage Nyx: I made a death pact with her *shows her a new tattoo on his arm*
Feyre:
Feyre:
Feyre, to Rhysand through the bond:
………we fucked up.
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demento-mori · 1 month
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everyone shut up let me cook
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aq2003 · 9 months
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peaceinthestorm · 1 year
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Jean-Honoré Fragonard (1732-1806, French) ~ The Sacrifice of the Rose, n/d
[Source: artvee.com]
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short-boii · 2 years
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Sacrifice
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it’s funny how it ended up being the other way around
this was some angst I created a while ago for frontiers
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anthurak · 2 years
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So, uh... here’s an interesting trend I’ve noticed over Volumes 6, 7 and 8:
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Volume 6: Ruby uses a big heroic speech to bait Cordovin into taking a shot at here, thus revealing her cannon’s weak-spot for Ruby to take out.
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Volume 7: Ruby needles Harriet’s competitive streak in order to bait her into chasing her around for the entire RWBY vs. Ace-Ops fight, thereby keeping Harriet distracted and unable to help her teammates.
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Volume 8: Ruby fakes an ‘accept death with dignity’ move to bait Neo into taking a shot at her, thereby leaving her open for Ruby to semblance-burst around the platform to kick Neo off.
Notice the trend?
It seems that Ruby has taken up a recurring strategy of baiting her opponents into revealing a weakness (which is good and clever), using HERSELF as the bait (which is... concerning).
In case it wasn’t already apparent, I think Ruby has a lack-of-self-worth/self-sacrifice problem.
(Also, if Ruby does happen to encounter a ‘Well of Mimir’-esque situation (the well that Odin sacrificed an eye to so as to gain forbidden knowledge) in Volume 9 that might let her figure out how to beat Salem, I’m pretty sure she is going to try carving her eye out with zero hesitation.)
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khruschevshoe · 5 months
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There is something to be said for the automatic gut reaction I have every time I hear the four knocks in the End of Time that cannot be compared to. The way that my breath hitches immediately. The way that my eyes start to burn with tears and I dont stop crying until Matt Smith's face appears onscreen fifteen minutes later. The combination of foreshadowing and music cues and David Tennant's facial acting that burned itself into my brain when I first watched it at age 14 as the perfect, exquisite mix of writing, music, and filmic cues that I point to anytime anyone wants a fantastic example of emotional storytelling. The tragedy. The beauty of sacrificing himself for one man after his whole Time Lord Victorious arc. Saving his friends one last time. Hiding his face from Rose in those final seconds but still going to see her one last time. "You're gonna have a great year." Catch me crying into my pillow rn-
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Sega if this is leading up to something. If this leads to Sonic using the fake Chaos Emeralds and overloading himself like Shadow did. I'm going to shatter my computer screen
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small-z24 · 1 day
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One-Shot: Shattered Prophecies
Summary: 
Y/N and Azriel are bound by a prophecy that foretells either salvation or destruction. Realizing they are the destined pair, they must make a heartbreaking sacrifice to end their love and save their world. A tragic tale of love and unchangeable fate.
Word Count: 862
Warnings: heartbreak 
The chill of the early winter night seeped into Y/N’s bones as she stood at the edge of the cliff, staring out at the vast, dark ocean below. The wind howled around her, carrying whispers of a prophecy she had long hoped would never come to pass.
"It couldn't be them. It wasn't them. The prophecy was so vague, it really could be anyone else."
Y/N repeated these words like a mantra, clinging to the slim hope that fate had made a mistake. But deep down, she knew the truth. The signs had been there all along, and she had ignored them, too afraid to face the inevitable.
Behind her, footsteps approached, crunching on the frost-laden ground. She didn’t need to turn around to know who it was. The presence, the way her heart twisted with a mix of love and despair, told her everything.
"Y/N," Azriel's voice was a soft, broken whisper, filled with the same sorrow that gnawed at her heart. "You shouldn’t be out here. It’s freezing."
She didn’t respond, her eyes fixed on the horizon where the sky met the sea. Azriel stepped closer, his shadows wrapping around them both in a futile attempt to offer comfort.
"It’s true, isn’t it?" she finally spoke, her voice trembling. "The prophecy. It’s about us."
Azriel was silent for a moment, and then she felt his hand on her shoulder, a touch that was both reassuring and devastating. "Yes," he admitted, his voice heavy with regret. "It’s us."
The prophecy had been vague, an ancient riddle passed down through generations. It spoke of two souls bound by love, destined to bring either salvation or destruction. Y/N had always believed they could forge their own path, that love would conquer all. But now, the weight of their fate pressed down on her, crushing her hope.
"It’s not fair," she choked out, tears streaming down her face. "We never asked for this."
Azriel’s grip tightened on her shoulder, and she could feel his own anguish through the bond they shared. "I know, Y/N. But we can’t change what is written. We can only decide how we face it."
She turned to him then, her eyes searching his for answers, for a glimmer of hope. But all she saw was his own pain reflected back at her. "What are we supposed to do?" she asked, her voice barely above a whisper.
Azriel reached out, cupping her face in his hands. His touch was warm, but it did little to thaw the cold that had settled in her heart. "We have to stop it," he said, his voice firm despite the tears in his eyes. "We can’t let this prophecy come to pass."
Y/N’s heart shattered at his words, the finality of them. "But how? How can we stop something that’s already been set in motion?"
He closed his eyes, a single tear escaping and tracing a path down his cheek. "We have to end it, Y/N. We have to end us."
The words hung in the air, a death sentence pronounced on the love they had fought so hard to protect. Y/N felt her knees buckle, and Azriel caught her, holding her close as sobs wracked her body.
"No," she cried, clutching at him desperately. "There has to be another way. There has to be."
Azriel’s own tears fell freely now, mingling with hers. "I wish there was, love. I wish there was. But we can’t risk the prophecy coming true. We can’t risk destroying everything."
Y/N pulled back slightly, her hands gripping his arms as if he were the only thing keeping her grounded. "But I love you," she pleaded, her voice breaking. "I can’t lose you."
Azriel’s expression was one of pure agony. "I love you too, Y/N. More than anything. But sometimes, love means making the hardest choices."
He leaned in, pressing a gentle, heartbreaking kiss to her lips. It was a kiss filled with all the love, the dreams, the futures they would never have. When he pulled away, they were both trembling.
"We’ll find each other again," he whispered, his voice a promise and a farewell. "In another life, we’ll be together."
Y/N nodded, tears blurring her vision. "In another life."
With one last, lingering touch, Azriel stepped back, his shadows swirling around him. The distance between them felt like an abyss, one that could never be crossed.
As he turned and walked away, Y/N fell to her knees, her sobs echoing in the night. The prophecy had taken everything from them, leaving nothing but shattered dreams and broken hearts.
And as the first light of dawn broke over the horizon, Y/N knew that this was their end. There was no happy ending, no miracle to save them. Just the cold, hard truth of a prophecy that had sealed their fate long before they had ever met.
In the stillness of the morning, Y/N whispered to the wind, "It couldn’t be us. It wasn’t us. But it was."
And with that, the love story of Y/N and Azriel came to its tragic, heart-wrenching end.
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