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Roger federer & Mirka vavrinec 2004 - VOGUE
Goon sack?? Good Lord I thought Pim was calling Charlie a "snack" bro he's like the whole damn buffet š¤£
learned this term from an australian mutual like a decade ago and it's never left my brain
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Jean-Luc Picard enjoying getting stabbed through the heart. Letās see your precious James T Kirk freaking do that
Idk if you got this yet but šā¤ļø for your WATT ask meme
Idk if this is romantic or platonic?? So I'm just gonna do romantic since I assume that's what you're asking for. Cairo and Annleigh, folks!
- They did a group project with a few other people and were the only ones who actually worked on it, so they started gradually hanging out and kept it up after the project ended.
- Their friendship helped them be able to connect and trust others, especially Cairo
- They didn't officially start dating until college, because both of them needed time to heal individually before they were ready for a
- Although Cairo is an atheist, she'll still go to church sometimes with Annleigh.
- Annleigh's love language is small little gifts, while Cairo's is physical touch.
Reeseppreaciation week isnāt over just yet, so I present you with one of my absolute favorites scenes :)
Pyp and Grenn got that Troy and Abed energy if u know what i mean
I was doing love challenges while doing love challenges because lucky time was almost done and i got his letter and i BAWLED. Hhhhhh that lineĀ āFall for you tooā hhh gosh this happened in the angles and devils event if you got an early bonus both luka and ed like you basically CRIES
āfall for you tooā
š£š£š£ itās loving luka hours everybody
HONESTLY THAT HURTTED ME ON SASUKES ROUTE HHH
It's crazy to think about how the TMR movies are literally just a published AU. Like, they have a lot of the same elements, but it is not the same. That's no shade to the movies, they're good in their own right, but I just think it's wild. (Below is a rant, feel free to ignore)
One of the biggest things that I noticed they changed in the movies is the involvement of Teresa and Aris in WICKED.
In the movies, Teresa actually lost her memories and was given them back, and THEN she decided to go back to WICKED. In the books, she never lost her memories and worked for WICKED up until she found out about the second Trials and sold them out to the Right Arm.
Aris is hilariously different, actually. Movie!Aris was completely unaware of what was going on with WICKED and wanted to help Thomas get out of that facility because of when they found the kids being drained. He is an incredibly important character, as the Gladers probably never would have realized what was going on and wouldn't have escaped. Also, when they found the Right Arm, they very well could have gotten themselves shot if Harriet and Sonya hadn't recognized Aris. But Book!Aris was the same as Book!Teresa: he worked for WICKED and had his memories. He betrayed Thomas intentionally, knew what he was doing.
I think the deaths are also important. Teresa's was kind of different, but it did have the same essential elements.
Movie!Teresa could have been saved if she'd just gotten onto the Berg. Book!Teresa was crushed by falling rubble. She was trapped, unable to be saved in the amount of time they had.
Move!Alby's death was an accident. They almost completely removed his reaction to the Changing, which is a key factor in Book!Alby's death, which was intentional on his part. Book!Alby saw the work, saw how horrible it was, and refused to go home.
Movie!Chuck took the bullet for Thomas, showed bravery and love for Thomas in his final moments. Book!Chuck was forced to take the knife for Thomas, thrown in front of him at the last moment. It was just another nail in the coffin of how WICKED had completely ripped a childhood from a twelve-yead-old boy.
Movie!Newt's death was an accident (maybe not, maybe he intentionally stabbed himsef). He could have been saved, Brenda was just thirty seconds away with the vial of Thomas's blood - the Cure. Book!Newt could not have been saved because they had no known Cure. He was descending into a blood-crazed madness, and in a worse state than Thomas had last seen him before their final moments. Also, somehow, Book!Newt was the Cure. He could have cured himself if WICKED had figured out what was in his and Sonya's blood (The Maze Cutter has shaken me to my very core, wtf is this fact).
Welcome Home (Ingo x reader x Emmet)
angst to fluff, no tw 821 words
It had been so long.
Even if you knew you could never forget him, so much time had escaped you that sometimes you began to doubt if he even existed in the first place. The only thing that was one hundred percent proving it was his twin brother, whose smile twitched downward a lot more often now.
Even if there was some warmth in your bed, it wasn't the same. Nothing was. If Emmet was on one side, Ingo was ALWAYS curled up on the other, curling a finger through your hair or gently running them down your arms..but only Emmet's heavy arms remained, and that was only if he could manage to come to bed that night. Some nights, in hysteria, he would go out and look for his brother. Anywhere that Ingo used to frequent. It was like he couldn't stop himself from trying to find the answer. It broke your heart to see Emmet coming in all hours of the night, face grim or his soft grey curls soaked with sweat or rain from being out in the elements with no concern for himself. He would fall in your arms, defeated by his unsuccessful search. Sometimes he would cry, other times he would near immediately fall asleep from exhaustion. You didn't know how much more you could take. Emmet had almost completely gone back to being nonverbal, only really speaking when it came to work or things he really needed to say. Anything else was a vague gesture or some of the sign language he and Ingo had taught you over the years.
It all felt hopeless. Useless. He was gone. Dead. Might as well have been.
But, do the dead really..not tell tales?
It was hard to believe it when you saw it. A scrappy man with a torn coat and goatee, hovering in your doorway. The bags under his eyes were like shadows, and he hunched over ever so slightly..but those eyes. Those were Emmet's eyes. But..it couldn't be..?
"Ingo?"
Your voice was smaller than it had ever been, hardly escaping your mouth without a broken squeak. Your tears welled in your eyes like dribbling lava, Ingo's lips giving a visible little twitch once he saw you. "Yes..it is m-oomph!" Poor thing could hardly get a word out before you threw yourself around him, face buried into his chest and arms tight around his middle. You could feel him loosen his tense posture, slowly resting his left hand on the small of your back to curl you into him. "Yes, my dearest.." he mumbled softly into the crown of your head, placing soft and gentle kisses all over you. You couldn't help but sob something fierce. It was loud, it was ugly, but it was happy. You could finally hold him again. He was in your arms, you could touch him, FEEL him again.
Upon hearing your sobbing, Emmet was out of the kitchen in an instant, panic written all over his half-smile. "Love! Are you-.." with a crash, the pan of omelet had fallen onto the living room floor and quick footsteps filled the almost silent home. In one swift motion, you and Ingo found yourselves on the floor, Emmet squishing you both in his arms in the tightest hug you think you've ever been in. He laughed. Emmet, after all this time, was finally laughing with a big grin on his face. This was real, not a fake 'bearing it' grin, or something he tossed around to assure you..this was joy. Happiness. Hope finally comes to fruition in front of him. His brother was home, alive, well, and only slightly damaged. There were no words for quite some time, the three of you lying on the floor and just holding one another. Finally, you could hear twin heartbeats all around you again, always seeming to be in sync. Wherever Ingo was, you thought, their hearts must have always still been beating at the same pace. Finally, you lifted your head to hold Ingo's cheek, giving it a little rub over with your thumb. You kissed him tenderly, as if he were a delicate glass sculpture, hardly there. He returned it just as sweet, holding your face in both of his hands. You could feel on your cheeks that these hands had seen many things. They were rough, scarred, calloused, his fingertips slightly rough in texture, but in the best way. Those hands were stronger too, your face feeling the hidden power that lay in each finger all the way down to his palms, wrists, and arms..something had definitely changed about him. Only pulling away once you had run out of air, you kept the distance between you so your lips barely brushed against one another. He was smiling. Ingo, the one who always kept a soft frown, was smiling almost as wide as Emmet. Against his lips, you couldn't help but mumble.
"Welcome home."
why are there so many fics of ethan already and almost NONE of chad who's been here for a really long time
Listened to the guts album and oh my fkn god it was marvelous. After listening to it like, 5 times I've come to the conclusion that 'lacy' and 'all-american bitch' are in fact connected as 'lacy' is the other girl's point of view of how they see the girl who's supposedly made of angel dust and 'all-american bitch' is from the point of view of the girl supposedly made of angel dust (she's not) who's been internally screaming all this time
putting on my gfs youtube channel when iām missing them and cant sleep ššā¤ļøā¤ļø
chappell roan & gerard way stage outfit parallels
chappell looks:
vmas, sept 11 2024 / hinterland, august 4 2024 / bonnaroo, june 16 2024 / hangout fest, may 18 2024 / coachella, april 12 2024
gerard looks:
corona capital mexico, nov 18 2022 / london, nov 2005 / detroit, sept 13 2022 / los angeles, oct 11 2022 (but first worn in nashville, aug 23 2022) / sydney, march 19-20 2023
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THE LORD OF THE RINGS: The Rings of Power 2x04: Eldest 2022 - | dir. Sanaa Hamri and Louise Hooper
The moment me and my followers built the knucklebones table, my two lovable goobers started playing knucklebones right away. I squealed when I saw them playing and just had to take a picture.
They are such good friends (or lovers if you ship them together; I donāt really care). lol.
