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your-local-pyro · 11 days
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Was looking for some lighthearted regency era shenanigans, but woah, this hit hard.
If Augustus is Jonah, and becomes conscious, I Hope we see him break down in tmagp
Like he gave everything to the eye and it threw him away like he was nothing. He had killed a lot of people and even ones he had loved. He had to kill his humanity and even who he was for it. He spent centuries sacrificing and serving it so it can have the world in its image, So it can have power. And it threw him away without a second thought. For someone who was trying to kill it.
If the theory that the fears are different now, imagine how scared he’ll be when he wakes up, doesn’t know this and thinks the eye cut him off completely. He dedicated his life to it. Now that it’s gone, what would he even do.
I like to think that Jonah was actually a person at some point. before the eye. That he genuinely loved Barnabas and all of them. That he had motivations outside of the eye. Before he threw them away for the beholding. I like to think now that he has his original voice back, and not one of the stolen ones from Elias Bouchard or James Wright, will send him on a spiral. Reminds him of who he was. And what he could’ve had if he never got involved.
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bunch of flustered nerds
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((The ability to appreciate and evaluate human aesthetic is not determined by your sexuality))
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your-local-pyro · 13 days
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Running Gags in Hatchetfield Musicals pt 5 | Smoke Club
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your-local-pyro · 16 days
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she means everything to me AHHH
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"And so we hanged her, as she requested. All because of that most insidious of emotions: Hope."
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your-local-pyro · 17 days
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ITS LITERALLY NEEDLES.
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NEEDLES????
(sculpture is Capacitor II by Antony Gormley)
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your-local-pyro · 17 days
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WAKE UP TUMBLR, MAG PROTOCOL EPISODE 11 JUST DROPPED!!!!!
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your-local-pyro · 20 days
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Come along tall goth husband we must pretend we aren’t in love
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your-local-pyro · 30 days
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perhaps some will disagree, but i think the world got worse when we changed the colour of the night
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I wrote a song from the perspective of Jolie Ruewen
You guys voted for a song to Brant after her death, so here it is! I’ve been looking for an excuse to use this chord progression (which is ironic, cause I actually messed up the piano on the last chorus in this recording). Anyway, I hope you enjoy it! Thank you all for your support!
Lyrics under the cut:
I knew I was playing with fire
I shouldn’t be shocked I got burned
I understood you when no one else did
And I know my love was returned
I know I felt dangerously guilty
I should have known you were acting strange
The world wasn’t kind to you, it wasn’t fair
But I can’t forgive how you’ve changed
I still see our shadows on the walls
Of every place we’ve been
And I still hear the sweet, sweet words
That flowed to me from your pen
But our end was the beginning
Of something I can’t ignore
The scars are not the reason
I don’t recognize you anymore
She is one way that I haunt you
I know you see me on her face 
I hope that you also see all that I stood for
And think of the past you’ve erased
I still see our shadows on the walls
Of every place we’ve been
And I still hear the sweet, sweet words
That flowed to me from your pen
But our end was the beginning
Of something I can’t ignore
The scars are not the reason
I don’t recognize you anymore
I hope you never forget me
Cause I know that you’ll always care
I hope you imagine what I’d say to you
Doing all these things if I was there
I’d say I still see our shadows on the walls
Of every place we’ve been
And I still hear the sweet, sweet words
That flowed to me from your pen
But our end was the beginning
Of something I can’t ignore
The scars are not the reason
I don’t recognize you anymore
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your-local-pyro · 1 month
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Odd reblog, but my friend would love this. Also, support Palestine.
i wanted to show everyone my favorite tiktok
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Everyone vote for Fintan.
Fintan Propaganda
>He can pull the most handsome men and the most prettiest women.
>He protected his mind with a FIREWALL
>He is loyal
>He is a plant guy.
>He talks to plants.
>He is like a angry wet cat✨
>He CONTROLS FIRE
Vote for Fintan!
<I voted for Fintan btw 🥺>
sooooo true. vote for me, everyone <3333
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Haha. You’re so funny.
[This is hilarious.]
How you feeling on this completely normal day (15th of March)?
gutted.
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Forcing my friend to celebrate this.
Entering Tumblr today
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Happy Ides of March everyone!!!! Hope you've remembered to bring your knives to the senatorial meeting today ^^
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