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I'm not that innocent...

I really enjoy neurodivergent readings of classic literature because the whole "i have an obsession with being pure/great/always seen as morally good" "sometimes I get obsessed with an idea and believe I'm on the right path and don't act rationally" "i feel uneasy and incapable of enjoying things since [traumatic event(s)]" "I feel alienated from society and don't understand it at all" bunch of thoughts that are very present in most classics are almost always big symptoms of some kind of mental illness (which, in fact, does add a lot to the story) and I love to see people talk about them from that perspective instead of just "lol this guy is whiny and dumb"

"You're too big for that now, sweetling."

Dany and Viserion portrait because I miss my girls

had this sit around unfinished since February. think I'll call this done.

thinking about how victor was so horrified and disgusted by his creation because when he animated it, it didn’t instantly heal itself. that’s why the creature was so repugnant to him—he was mismatched moving parts, lacerations sewn shut. when victor created something, the open wound of his mother’s death didn’t instantly heal itself.

I love Vincent x Thomas with my heart and soul because with all that forbidden love legit all they want is vanilla marital sex. They are not angsty, no hate, just romantic love.

They are the older couple in the house next door. You look out the window to the beautiful garden they have grown having been in the neighborhood for decades. You ask them how they met, and they gush talking how they found each other at a time they both felt lost and it felt like a second chance. They are both retired. They are active participants in the community. They go to church every Sunday. Their sons and daughters visit every other week, the yard filled with noise of their grandchildren playing. They are that soft quiet love that make people wish they grow old together for.

But he is the Pope and he is the Dean.

Sometimes I'm terrified of my heart; of its constant hunger for whatever it is it wants. The way it stops and starts.

Edgar Allan Poe

WTF why didn’t anyone tell me other people are lowky obsessed with this movie

yes i know the baratheon brothers are all representations of the different types of toxic masculinity. im still doing fuck marry kill with them

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