❛ RAGE.

[vlfgrim]

Survivors have scars. Victims have graves.

Something that I need carved in my bones. (via houndbitch)

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lays on cooper

❛ well, look who it is-- good ol’ wolfin. it’s been awhile, hasn’t it?❜

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           “once you’re a parent, you’re the ghost of your                                        children’s future.”

                                                 –  joseph cooper. interstellar. 

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Beep Beep guess who's the corn king

                    ya boy joseph cooper,                      king of the corn,                       corn of the king.

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           “once you’re a parent, you’re the ghost of your                                        children’s future.”

                                                 –  joseph cooper. interstellar. 

[rebelflier-archive]

INSTAGRAM SHIP AESTHETIC WITH FINALPILOT.

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           “once you're a parent, you're the ghost of your                                        children's future.”

                                                 --  joseph cooper. interstellar. 

[rebelflier-archive]

                      THE FEELING OF REVIVAL IS BITTERSWEET.   a sudden breath of fresh air filters through his lungs, inciting a natural desperation for more and more. half of his body emerges from stasis pod, while shaking hands latch onto nearby fabric.   eyes remain closed while thoughts run rampantly, creating a mucky fog inside his head.   if recollection of past events served him properly, dr. poe dameron had made the grave decision to wait it out.   if someone came along, they would be there to wake him.   if they didn’t – well, there was no use of entertaining that thought any longer.

as soon as the gravity of the moment sets in, his gaze shifts to a human face.   the first contact made in forty years.   naturally, emotion surges back in full throttle as hands pull the stranger closer.   lips are planted upon bare skin a number of times while arms wrap themselves around the warmth of another.              ❛   you’re finally here.  ❜

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cooper watches him emerge from the stasis pod. his actions were almost infantile -- the way his hands shook from the initial revival, his eyes remaining closed like that of a newborn babe, sensitive to the light. he could only imagine how he felt for cooper’s only ever slept for 2 years. lord know’s how long he’s been awake during the 40 years of isolation and how long he’s been asleep. 

he gazed at the other, eyes finally open. the initial impact of this moment nearly brought cooper to tears. however he was caught off guard as dr. dameron went to grab and pull cooper closer to himself. he doesn’t blame him; 40 years and no contact with anyone else.. it would have driven cooper mad. he allows the other man to wrap his arms around his frame, pressing his frantic kisses. he let’s it happen for a few moments before he  pulls away, holding him by the shoulders.

                ❛  jesus christ, take it easy now-- take it easy, we’re here. i’m here. ❜  

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last night during my re-watch i came up with 7 different headcanons & i still need to finish the headcanon ive been working on for the past 3 months.

[ghostling]

Four Word . Prompts

“Please, come with me.”

“You’re always number one.”

“I can’t do this.”

“I won’t let you.”

“Maybe I’m just crazy.”

“I’m not even sorry.”

“Honestly, just stop it.”

“I believe in you.”

“Don’t be an ass.”

“Who were you with?”

“Please talk to me.”

“I can’t trust you.”

“I need you, though.”

“Don’t be fucking rude.”

“Is that my shirt?”

“So, it was you.”

“I need to go.”

“Just stay with me.”

“You can trust me.”

“Alright, I love you.”

“I’m sorry, but no.”

“Will you help me?”

“You’re a terrible cook.”

“Can you shut up!?”

“You love me, right?”

“I really need you.”

“I don’t love you.”

“I’m not doing this.”

“I really need you.”

“You don’t want me.”

“Let me help you.”

“You’re such a bitch.”

“I can’t do this.”

“You think you’re funny?”

“Hey, I said stop!”

“Will you marry me?”

“Wanna go out sometime?”

“I don’t want this.”

“You always this quiet?”

“Are you fucking insane!?”

“I don’t want you.”

“I’m not wearing that.”

“Sorry, were you sleeping?”

“This was never right.”

“You look really tired.”

“I’m out of here.”

“You need to go.”

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we’ve always defined ourselves by the ability to overcome the impossible. & we count these moments. these moments when we dare to aim higher, to break barriers, to reach for the stars, to make the unknown known. we count these moments as our proudest achievements. but we lost all that. or perhaps we’ve just forgotten that we are still pioneers. & we’ve barely begun. & that our greatest accomplishments cannot be behind us, because our destiny lies above us.   

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@rebelflier​ gets a thing.

he’s careful when trying to unzip the sleeping chamber. it’s no use. cooper peels away, ripping the zipper in the process. cooper’s not sure what to expect. years-- almost 40 years-- have passed. he’s anxious and excited. the prospect of hearing about a planet that is habitable... it sent a chill down his spine. the bag is pulled apart as it emerges from the hot water. cooper takes a deep breath, pulling the casing aside. a hand reaches into the chamber, cooper checks his pulse, waiting for some sort of response.

                 ❛ c-mon-- c’mon damn you...  ❜

[finalpilot-blog]

here for the corn tbh.

                    i swear to god--...

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daddy’s back.

[poems-and-words]

[finalpilot-blog]

we’ve always defined ourselves by the ability to overcome the impossible. & we count these moments. these moments when we dare to aim higher, to break barriers, to reach for the stars, to make the unknown known. we count these moments as our proudest achievements. but we lost all that. or perhaps we’ve just forgotten that we are still pioneers. & we’ve barely begun. & that our greatest accomplishments cannot be behind us, because our destiny lies above us.   

[sweetiemackenzie]

Stay, Dad!