hopeless romantic on the inside, cold as the iceberg from the Titanic on the outsidewith great power comes great responsability
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mmmmhmmm something about early seasons Chenford where Tim is fighting so hard against Lucy's attempts to care for him, coming to a head in S2E01 where he punishes her for trying to protect him and then tells her (during a call) that her default should be suspicion, not compassion. Something about his defensive, wounded-animal hostility when she correctly identifies his learning difference in S2E02, and the way his eyes go huge and shiny when she tells him there's no shame in it, gives him the audiobook and tells him he's a great cop. Something about the way in the next ep, he lets her set him up on a date, and starts discussing his personal life with her and how he just keeps getting softer with her from there on. She really did crack that man open like a bird bashing a snail on a rock to get at the soft underbelly, huh
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Vieron que dicen que hay veces que uno puede ver el amor de la persona que te saca una foto a través de esa foto, bueno e creo CREO que me acaba de pasar pero yo fui la fotógrafa
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"I am a man now because of you. You were the blueprint for everything I didn’t want to be. I am who I am in spite of you."
“God, I always forget how gorgeous it is out here,” she says, looking out over the horizon. It’s for lack of anything else safe to look at. If she looks at him too long, lines she won’t let herself cross right now will become distant memories.
“Yeah,” he says softly. “It is.” She risks a glance at him, but she’s caught. He wasn’t looking at the horizon at all.
"I’d die for a lot of people, but I’d kill for her.”
'What lies along the horizon between sunshine and darkness?
Two Broken Piece of a Whole Sky.'
"And if there had been any doubt left in Tim’s mind, he’s certain now. Certain that he will never be able to go back to not loving her. He dug through the earth with his bare hands to get to her. And if he now needs to tear apart the entire city to find her, he will."
"She laughs nervously and his face does this thing that’s so new to her, where it’s like he’s looking at his favorite thing in the world, but it’s just her. It makes her stomach flip and her knees buckle, and her breath catch in her throat… She wants to stand here forever with him, just like this. Making useless conversation just to keep the moment going."
"It’s simultaneously the most simple thing in the universe, and the most complicated.
He’s in love with her.
And he has been for years."
"He finally opens his eyes, and all the effort of being awake is suddenly worth it when he sees her."
"Because love and hurt aren’t mutually exclusive,” he pointed out, “They can co-exist. You can hate someone and still want to do right by them"
"What a contradiction,” Rosalind continues. “Astronomers dedicate their lives to the science of the stars, studying the supernovas and orbital patterns, while the poets mythologists ascribe them with intangible, arbitrary meanings and stories"
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Fua amo a los hombres enamorados
My Roman Empire? The gradual change in the way that Tim looks at Lucy throughout the seasons🥲
And to think that this was the guy who was completely indifferent to her at the start...










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SABRINA CARPENTER performing at the Primavera Sound Festival (June 6, 2025)
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You belong with me. 💚💛💜❤️🩵🖤
Letter on my site :)
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Everlark endgame hater takes are consistently crazy. What do you mean Katniss “only the joy of holding her in my arms could tame my lifelong fear of pregnancy” Everdeen felt no special love for her children with Peeta? What do you mean Katniss, who made out with a pearl and dreamed of a recently hijacked Peeta coming to cuddle with her after getting shot, settled for him? These takes are almost as delusional as Katniss when she tried to convince herself Peeta wanted to kill her in THG
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She laughs nervously and his face does this thing that’s so new to her, where it’s like he’s looking at his favorite thing in the world, but it’s just her. It makes her stomach flip and her knees buckle, and her breath catch in her throat… She wants to stand here forever with him, just like this. Making useless conversation just to keep the moment going.
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me: I write for myself, not validation
also me after posting a fic *refreshes ao3 every five minutes*
(two things can be true)
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ADIVINEN QUIEN RECAYO chicos así es la salud mental a
Hoy es 10 de septiembre, dia internacional de la prevencion contra el suicidio. Y como el destino sabe jugar bien sus cartas, hoy me replantee parte de mi vida; sigo mal mentalmente porque me rehuso a hacerme ver porque me parece una banda de dinero y no es algo que realmente sienta necesario ahora mismo tipo estoy mejor de lo que estuve en 2020/2021 y hasta parte de 2022, que es del tema del que quería hablar ahora. Siento que ha muchos, me incluyo, se nos hizo más "facil" o "accesible" la idea de autoinfligirnos; para mi era una manera de poder sentir el dolor emocional en un aspecto físico, poder llevar a algo tangible lo mal que me sentia y herir la fuente de ese sentimiento (yo misma). Suena re triste contarlo pero yo me acuerdo que me sentia mejor despues de cortarme porque era como que estaba hiriendo lo que me hacia daño y re que yo haciendo eso me estaba dañando más a mi misma; siento que es algo que no me veo completamente superando en un futuro porque siempre va a estar ese pensamiento de la recaída o por lo menos es algo recurrente en mi desde la ultima vez que lo hice y tipo ya aprendi a vivir con ese pensamiento en mi cabeza cada vez que pasa algo minimamente "malo" en mi vida, ya no es lo primero que pienso porque madure un poquito y priorice ciertas cosas en mi propia vida. Creo que una pequeña parte de mi sabia que yo tenia que seguir en este mundo de mierda para poder vivir las cosas que vivi, buenas y malas; sin duda algo de lo que nunca estuve orgullosas en esos pozos depresivos es que me sentia muy cobarde por no poder llevar a cabo ciertas cosas y es por eso que yo tengo muy pocas cicatrices que ya ni se ven, pero siento que era mi instinto diciendome que tipo necesitaba seguir y mi instinto e impulsividad es algo de lo que hoy en día estoy muy orgullosa, capaz en su momento no lo entiendia pero puede ser la razon de la que estpy hoy acá de la manera que estoy y como me siento.
El fin de este largo semi descargo por la prevención del suicidio es que yo nunca tuve a nadie más que a mi misma para poder estar para mí (dios esto debe sonar re triste ql pido perdon de antemano) pero igual pude seguir, muchos de nosotros nos sentimos solos o estamos solos y no tenemos a nadie que nos ayude a levantarnos en nuestros peores momentos pero igual seguimos, miserables, depresivos, sin ganas de nada per seguimos. Gracias por quedarte, gracias por seguir en este mundo de mierda donde aunque no parezca haces la diferencia, gracias al que ayuda para que más gente se sienta digna y merecedora de seguir, gracias a esa persona que siempre esta aunque por dentro este pasando un infierno y siempre anda con una sonrisa en la cara dandole batalla a la vida, gracias a los que no te hacen sentir menos, gracias a aquellos que te demuestran que por algunas cosas la vida es digna de vivir, gracias a las personas que aun a lo lejos y capaz sin conocerte cambian nuestra vida para bien y son nuestra compañia en las noches más oscuras y los días más nublados. Gracias totales <3
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idk about yall but sam wilson is and always shall be my captain america
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No celebró mi cumpleaños, no celebró el día del padre, ya no celebró el día de la madre, no tengo hermanos, no me llevo con mis primos/tíos, odio navidad, que vida de mierda literal
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No puedo entrar a ninguna puta red social porque NO HAY FILTROS PARA NO SPOILEARSE CHICOS QUE PASO CON DEJAR LAS COSAS COMO SORPRESA
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