#musicals are time loops
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slippery-soapbox · 3 months ago
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"I’m not used to happy. I tend to be neurotic... You calm me down. You make me feel... peaceful and um, even needed. You are so beautiful.”
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Thanks for taking me to the moon MoonPie.
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ghosted-jazz · 5 months ago
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Doey's 2/3 angsty traumatized teen, I think he'd love MCR
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otaku553 · 4 months ago
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I am going to be So Insufferable about this man in 2 days.
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nell0-0 · 8 months ago
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When does a man become a monster
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slippery-soapbox · 3 months ago
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All of this time I've been keeping my mind on the running away
And for the first time, I think I'd consider the stay
Buddie: You Matter To Me
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circusballoon · 4 months ago
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I was listening to Language of the Lost and could only think of the loopers... can't be kept from drawing dramatic angst of these two
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future-crab · 4 months ago
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One of my favorite parts of Hadestown is the way Hermes slips so seamlessly between participant and narrator. The fact that he knows from the beginning how the story is going to go, but still plays his part, surrounded by people who don’t know they’re characters in a tragedy. And he plays his part well. Every night, he tells Orpheus, “You want to talk to her? Go on," and every night, he asks, “Just how far would you go for her?” Every night, Orpheus asks him, “ It’s not a trick?” and he tells him, “No, it’s a test.” And every night, when the cycle starts again, when his voice is so broken with grief that he can barely get the words out to tell the audience - the audience that he and no one else has known was there the whole time - “Don’t ask why, brother, don’t ask how he could have come so close. The song was written long ago, and that is how it goes,” when Eurydice appears - fresh-faced and alive, with no memory of what has just happened - to ask, “anybody got a match?” he wordlessly extends his matchbook to her, and lets the story start anew. Someone’s got to tell the tale, whether or not it turns out well.
And still - AND STILL - every night, at the very beginning, he says, “Maybe it will turn out this time, on the road to hell, on the railroad line.”
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slippery-soapbox · 3 months ago
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"I’m not used to happy. I tend to be neurotic... You calm me down. You make me feel... peaceful and um, even needed. You are so beautiful.”
But it's not just the "You do matter to me" of it all.
It's the I could see the whole meaning of life in those sad eyes. Those beautiful brown sad cow eyes of Eddie's.
It's Buck's And I'll stay there as long as you'll let me, so afraid to be alone but also so afraid to be unwelcome .
It's the Simple and plain and not much to ask from somebody because they can't say I love you.
It's the you'll see. Because it's not always easy to believe you'll be loved anyway. It takes time, it takes action. Until one day it's undeniable, he responds "I know." and he means it.
It's the All of this time I've been keeping my mind on the running away- And for the first time, I think I'd consider the stay. Because no one else is saying it should be a choice between your kid and your best friend. No one else would expect you to hesitate, except he's not just your best friend and you don't know how to do anything without him. You're being pulled in half, all he's asking is for you to admit it.
It's the I hope someday, somebody wants to hold you for twenty minutes straight. They don't pull away, they don't look at your face and they don't try to kiss you. All they do is wrap you up in their arms and hold on tight without an ounce of selfishness to it. Except there is a hint of selfishness, they're so scared to let go. They don't get twenty minutes, it's raining, they're in the street, and Eddie has to leave. They're all awkward anticipation. The hug is the last thing in the checklist, the last seconds before goodbye, the last touch for who knows how long. Even after that there's this greed, this avarice to see the other for as long as they're allowed. A turned neck as Eddie walks, a waved hand reflected in the mirror, Buck's feet stuck as his eyes follow the truck until he can't see it anymore.
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official-time-loop-posts · 2 months ago
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woe, timeloop sign be upon ye
(mind to soul/whole)
cool sign!
(REAL AS HELL OH MY GOD. HEAD IN HANDS.)
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madbard · 5 months ago
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buttercupshands · 4 months ago
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Sketch dump of month old sketches I forgot to post
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shorelinnes · 6 months ago
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[INTRO "合 (HOP)"] - "Hold my Hand"
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viarayy01-blog · 8 months ago
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just waiting for it all to get better!!!!
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parkersloths · 2 years ago
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Tried something different. This is so messy and rough but I think I needed that ;u;
Also green is not my fave color so it was challenging but also fun to experiment with different hues of green here
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missesmadam · 1 month ago
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I think Paul is about to not mind if people smoke in the office
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star-shaped-froot-loops · 10 months ago
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I don’t animate things often but loop wanted to ✨dance✨ so I made them ✨dance✨
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