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Rodrigo + mate (season 3 edition)

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You can’t just tell someone you love them and then backtrack! You can’t just tell someone that they play with the blood, and that they’re gonna be a great conductor and then just throw them in a shark tank way before they’re ready. And beyond that, you just can’t tell the orchestra that they’re your family and then just fucking leave them.

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Rodrigo + mate (season 2 edition)

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Gael García Bernal, Neruda (2016, Pablo Larraín)

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Gael García Bernal on The Late Late Show

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Gael García Bernal in The Motorcycle Diaries

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   it’s hard to motivate myself to be here or anywhere these days and just write. cray. cray. idk when i’ll be back.

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goremate:

from the bottom of my heart, please know, that i’d appreciate being slammed against a wall with your hand down my pants and your breath against my neck saying that I am yours and only yours

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tchaasu

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kissy sentence starters.

“ is it bad i really want to kiss you right now? ” “ do me a favor, kiss my ass. ” “ they can all just kiss my ass. ” “ i kissed someone today. ” “ i kissed a girl/boy and i liked it. ” “ kissing burns calories you know. ” “ my lips really want to meet yours. ” “ so are we going to kiss or not? ” “ i sent you a bunch of kiss emojis. ” “ don’t talk, just kiss me. ” “ i really enjoyed our kiss last night. ” “ you make me want to kiss you. ” “ you owe me a kiss. ” “ pucker up. ” “ read my lips, no. ” “ your eyes say no but your lips say yes. ” “ i just want to kiss you. ” “ i miss your lips. ” “ give me a kiss. ” “ blow a kiss my way for good luck. ” “ ever kiss in the rain? ” “ ever kiss under water? ” “ it was just a kiss, that’s all. ” “ a kiss doesn’t mean anything. ” “ i love when our lips meet. ” “ where do you want me to kiss you? ” “ i want to either kiss you or kill you right now. ” “ did you really just kiss him/her? ” “ friends aren’t allowed to kiss one another. ” “ kiss me one more time. ” “ want to make out? ” “ you’re a terrible kisser. ” “ teach me how to kiss? ” “ i remember our first kiss. ” “ your lips are calling my name. ” “ let’s just kiss already. ”

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Lee Soo Hyuk for Vogue Korea 2010

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glittergcld:

She hated going to her Father’s… she really did. Perhaps it was a bad thing to admit, and perhaps it was wrong of her to run off like she had, but she had a plan in that small head of hers. Retrace the way that her Maman had taken her to get there… and then she would be back home. Easy, right? Though she had quickly learned that it wasn’t quite so easy as she had made it seem to be in her head. Curled up on a bench at a bus stop that at least had a small portion of covering for her, she hadn’t thought before speaking out as she had. The child didn’t have any sense of being afraid of strangers, quite frankly, her innocence allowing her to assume that all grown ups were good. 

“Mhmm…” she hummed the word through closed lips, nodding as she shifted on the bench and drew her knees up to her chest. “I’m trying to get back to my Mumma’s house,” She assured him, not wanting to admit that she had ran from her Father’s in case the massive man before her would make her go back. 

The archangel towered over the girl. Heck, he almost towered over the bus stop too. In his long coat, with his gracious wings and the storm raging on in the distance, wandering away from them, it was quite a curious look really. In his beard, caught up droplets of water, his hair soaking wet just for that moment. Then he shook it, of course, in a quite dog-like manner in an attempt to dry it off before he moved to join the side of the child. His wings disappearing with a subtle whiff of the air in the process.

How small she was even up close, he realised. Burning little soul, like a candle. A breeze could blow it out. He somehow folded his body up to fit on the bench next to her. He didn’t know why he did that, he realised just then. It seemed natural to mirror the child’s doings in order to understand. “Where is your Mumma?” Deep raspy voice, loud enough for a quiet night time street.

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“Can you talk to birds too?” (from Aubrey lol)

wings !! sentences

   “Can I what now?” The archangel sounded amused at best. At first, he was rather spooked to find a child outside at such a late hour, while the heavy rains fell from the sky. It was why he had his wings out in the first place, he did not suspect company, and the dark made for a good cover. And the water, ah, the water. It felt so nice. His wings were folded at his back when he moved towards the child that hid where the rain could not get her -- or where he couldn’t her? He tried to read her expression but she did not seem afraid. To him. He had yet a lot to learn about the human nature.

“Are you here all by yourself?” // @glittergcld

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Winged!AU Sentence Starters

“Your wings are really soft”

“Don’t fucking touch them they’re SENSITIVE”

“Can I like, fly on your back”

“It’s such a pain to do anything with these”

“Be gentle when you touch them”

“I’ve never flown with them since I had them clipped”

“It’s the same color as your hair, that’s so cool”

“Can you talk to birds too?”

“Flying is fun until you get a mouth full of bugs”

“Eh, I guess it’s alright having wings, can’t lay down on your back though”

“How do you put…. shirts on??”

“What do you do with them when you swim?”

“Having wings seems so cool, you’re so cool”

“Sometimes I wish I didn’t have them”