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Did this because when I saw this painting, I immediately thought about Terzo.

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FOR JOHN AND PAUL playing music meant moving beyond embarrassment; it was the way to express the feelings that could never emerge in spoken conversation. Soon their connection, formed on those mirrored guitars, was so profound they didn’t have to speak to know what the other was thinking. By the end of winter, they were so in touch with one another’s thoughts and feelings, one friend noticed, they often finished one another’s sentences.” — Peter Ames Carlin

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how to say "I love you" in x-files [193/?] ⤷ 4.01 — “Herrenvolk”

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it's so funny to realize that copia not only is, but also always has been, a much more bitter and angry character than secondo ever was.

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GTV interviewed Perpetua

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I am NOT okay :))))

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cursed with being a secondo understander. he was so tired. so emotionally exhausted. probably depressed. koinophobic. convinced that this was all there was to his life. and he was right. because what did he ever do, other than be papa. what value was his life given, other than to be papa. how empty did he feel. his one chance at life devoted to something he had no say in, just something he was born to be. i need to write a fic about him taking a very comfortable and warm nap and dreaming about something nice.

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11.06 Our Little World

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that one bit in marks of the evil one that goes 💥 WATCH 💥 they're! crawling! out! the! ... 🎶 serrrrrpent's laAaaAir 🎶 breathe if you agree

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whatever I'll post my addendum to it anyway

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cas getting very injuried on a hunt, struggling to heal himself properly, but ontop of that he gets such an intense, desperate prayer that reverberates in his vessel that it sends him keeling-over. it’s deans desperate pleads of ‘cas, cas, cas’ getting exceptionally louder that it actually pains cas to hear it and causes such a staggering headache for him that he has to hold his head.

the only way it quiets down is when cas finally conjures enough strength to heal himself and the prayer falls down to a dull thudding mantra that, before, cas never even noticed but now realizes was always constantly there. on the outside, dean tries to act as nonchalant as he can with a mumbled but still mildly panicked “cas, you okay??” but inside he’s frantic, desperately pleading to him to be okay.

and prayers can only be that loud—that powerful—if the sender was desperate enough to plead with their entire being.

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Happy 10th birthday to the best tweet of all time.