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anyone else sob watching voicemails for isabelle orrrrrr

Music in Film: Voicemails for Isabelle (2026) dir. Leah McKendrick Music supervision by Season Kent

Two being will literally say that they are each other other half, that they are completing each other, confess that the other one is everything they want, have God told them that their love is something that always made her smile, find each other in every timeline, in every universe, get marry and spent a life together and instead of being happy, motherfucker online will complain that they didn't kiss

Fuck you and your inability to recognize romance unless it's physical

dailyflicks

It's one of the great cosmic mysteries. How it is that someone can go from being a total stranger to being the most important person in your life.

djscratch

ONE DAY (2024), S1.E1 "1988"

stevenrogered

Ambika Mod and Leo Woodall as Emma Morley and Dexter Mayhew ONE DAY (2024)

encisthings

bellark

“Imagine one selected day struck out of your life, and think how different its course would have been.” "Think for a moment of the long chain of iron or gold, of thorns or flowers, that would never have bound you, but for the formation of the first link on that memorable day."

mist-chrome

guys i just finished netflix's one day and i have a lot of questions

first of all: how am i supposed to keep living after this

Poison is dripping from the tip of your tongue

Playing the victim, but you know deep down

You're a snake

#halo #normandie #song of the day #Spotify

ilya-rozanova

forehead kisses

grapehyasynth

Dundurn Castle and its surrounding park stood in for both Moscow and Montreal running routes for Ilya and Shane (and Hayden)

nickygspisskink

my emotional support pixels who are in love

binogirl04

👑FirstPrince ❤️ Hollanov⛸️

vcaleruega

enthusiasteditor

One of the funniest thing about Good Omens is how Aziraphale and Crowley both cosplay as the opposite of who they actually are.

Aziraphale out here like: prim, proper, starched collars, “oh dear me”. Meanwhile he’s also: snapping rules in half, squaring up to demons, and giving Heaven the world’s most polite middle finger. He’s basically a cinnamon roll with a switchblade.

Crowley, on the other hand: dark glasses, slinky walk, “I’m literally Hell’s bad boy”. And yet… he’s babysitting plants, saving kids, soft-voicing his angel like “are you okay, love?” He’s a goth marshmallow.

They’re layered like onions. Or tiramisu.