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Very! Old! Art! Bonnets were not meant for covering ears apparently.
trauma center was my very first fandom ok it holds a very special place in my heart.
Bitches will find a fictional man attractive and then immediately imagine him in situations where he is losing alarming amounts of blood
I love movies where the plot takes place in less than a day. It’s like. What if these people were experiencing the worst 8 hours of the entire lives and you got to see the highlight reel?
Huh…
This happened trust
I ship it
New fic yayyy, happy Valentine’s Day to all two remaining Trauma Center fans
https://archiveofourown.org/works/63085093
I think in his prime Yasu would have been an awesome Anatole in Great Comet or Joe Gillis in Sunset Blvd LOL
I was trying to figure out how to draw him and his other 1949174 different designs
LITTLE WOMEN (1994) dir. GILLIAN ARMSTRONG
"I love you devotedly, Anne," said Diana staunchly, "and I always will, you may be sure of that." "And I will always love thee, Diana," said Anne, solemnly extending her hand. "In the years to come thy memory will shine like a star over my lonely life, as that last story we read together." - Anne of Green Gables by L.M Montgomery
“‘The flash will never come again—it can’t,’ she thought.
But Emily had inherited certain things from her fine old ancestors—the power to fight—to suffer—to pity—to love very deeply—to rejoice—to endure. These things were all in her and looked out at you through her purplish-grey eyes. Her heritage of endurance came to her aid now and bore her up.”