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is anyone else not vibing with the always looming sense of impending doom or is it just me
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this applies to both of them
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absolutely obsessed with the dynamic between Matt and Frank it's gotta be one of my favorite character dynamics of all time. Frank kills people as a hobby and Matt has never killed in his life. they can't have a conversation without cursing each other out. they trust each other enough to hold one another as they jump off a building. they physically fight more often than not. Frank has seen Matt's bare ass. they're both in love with the same woman who respects herself too much to hook up with either one of them. Matt is a Catholic who believes every soul can be saved except for his own and Frank doesn't think either of theirs needs to be. can anybody hear me is this thing on
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Listen, sometimes a ship is less about wanting them to kiss or have sex or whatever, and more about needing them to be so endlessly intertwined and connected to the point where they might as well be one creature.
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"I did it for you" has gotta be my favorite form of betrayal. You gave me a gift I never asked for, and now I have to look around at the world you destroyed with the knowledge that it was gift wrapped and addressed to me.
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merlin devising an entire lore about the sword in the stone and personally making it happen all for Arthur is an absolutely INSANE plot. like my god if you need any proof that merlin is in 2000% of the way for this man, he single handedly created and enacted a legend because he wanted Arthur to believe in himself the way merlin believed in him. AND ARTHUR! whos had SO much trouble trusting the people around him, who’s been betrayed by nearly everyone’s he’s ever loved at this point, trusts merlin so much about this bizarre legend that he risks his entire reputation and pride as a leader and attempts to pull the sword out in front of everyone. you really cannot make up how far these two went for each other
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Arthur goes straight to Merlin in "Valiant" after arguing with Morgana and I'm MELTING please!!! He- He must have been so lonely before Merlin! And then that annoying boy who never shuts up and keeps insulting him turns out actually shows care for Arthur's well-being and life and just pushes and pushes to do something about the magic snakes and when it all goes south he still goes checking up on him and now he's got a little friend for himself! An actual friend and now he is the first one Arthur looks for in a room crowded with knights and nobles and familiar faces cause talking to Merlin just feels natural and easy
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why are men so self conscious about their height when there are so many more important flaws to be self conscious about like the lack of emotional intelligence
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I added a new act (15) in My breaths are run by your compass as a special for the ides of march
Compulsory tag to everyone I know has read the fic because you guys deserved more fluff and I don’t want you to miss out on it:
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I hope as hell that you all have the same handles as your ao3 accounts and that I haven’t been tagging people who don’t need this shit thrown their way 😂
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Thinking about Alex coming home from work to find Henry sitting on the floor crisscrossed in front of the bathroom’s ajar door, but before he asks anything, Henry motions for him to keep quiet then wait.
“How are you doing my love?” Henry asks.
“Not yet,” a small voice echoes back in response.
“It’s okay, take your time. You can do this, I’m right here if you need anything, alright?” Henry says gently, then Alex realises what they’re doing.
They’ve been potty training their little boy for a while.
Henry is keeping him company to ease out his nerves, but not so much as hovering over him to make him even more uncomfortable, hence the through-the-door communication.
“Heard someone’s been good and trying the potty again today!” Alex announces cheerfully.
He leans down to peck Henry’s lips and takes a seat next to him, fully dressed in his suit and all. Henry thinks he looks adorable.
“Papi?!” Their son exclaims in joy, and the tone curls around Henry’s heart like a warm blanket. “Can I come out to see you?”
“Darl—” Henry starts, but Alex places a hand on his thigh, silently asking him to wait.
“How about I open the door, sweetheart? Will that feel better?” Alex asks carefully.
A beat of silence passes, then a yes urges Alex to do so.
“How’s my little champion?” Alex props a hand on his cheek.
“I didn’t poop yet.” The little boy pouts.
“Hey, that’s okay,” Alex says with all the gentleness in the world Henry’s heart flips in his chest. “Don’t force yourself okay? If you feel anything, just let it out.” He nods.
They stay like that for a while, engaging him in little dialogue and making jokes when his eyes suddenly widen, and he lets out the most adorable little gasp.
“Honey? Did you—”
“I pooped!” The little boy raises his arms in victory, a grin overtaking his round face.
Alex and Henry fall into a rhythm of cheering out loud and clapping while their little boy laughs mirthfully.
“You’re a big boy now, you know that, right?” Alex smiles, and the boy nods eagerly.
“Does that mean I can eat all the candy I want?” He asks, and Alex gets up to do the cleaning this time, shooting Henry a ‘I got this’ look.
Henry smiles in contentment, his heart expanding in his chest.
“Hmm, we’ll have to ask daddy about that.”
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it's already humiliating when you get into new media, take one look at a character, and know that one's gonna be living in your head indefinitely, but it's absolutely nothing compared to looking at a character and thinking eh i don't think i'd ever have strong feelings about that one he's kinda boring and then he sits quietly in the back of your brain poking idly at synapses and thoughts every once in a while until one day you wake up and realise oh. oh fuck. category 5 blorbo moment, how the ever loving fuck did this happen to me
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this hairstyle only having less than a minute screentime is a crime




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