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Buffy the Vampire Slayer (1997 - 2003). coffy moments — requested by @whatisyourchildhoodtrauma

btvs | the prom

"we're not good friends. most of us never found the time to get to know you. but that doesn't mean we haven't noticed you. (...) but whenever there was a problem or something creepy happened, you seemed to show up and stop it. most of the people here have been saved by you or helped by you at one time or another. we're proud to say that the class of '99 has the lowest mortality rate of any graduating class in sunnydale history. and we know at least part of that is because of you. so the senior class offers its thanks and gives you, um, uh, this. it's from all of us. and it has written here, "buffy summers, class protector".

hyde + jackie {season five}

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t70ssource

THAT 70’S SHOW 6x03 "The Magic Bus"

#jackiehyde

tswiftw

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lovelikewildness

[insp]

NMIXX Blue Valentine

"The Score" by Elle Kennedy ― (2016)

#deanallie #nsfw

hellowisconsin

hyde + jackie {season six}

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buffysummers

Happy MAMMA MIA! day to those who celebrate

sophsun1

Singin' in the Rain (1952) dir. Stanley Donen & Gene Kelly

carriefisher

BAILEY’S 3K CELEBRATION —🔥+ taylor swift eras for @zendayacolemann

It’s a momentary glimmer of distraction. The tiniest notion of reminiscent thought that wanders off into wondering, the spark that lights a tinderbox of fixation. And now it is irreversible. The flame has caught. You’re wide awake.

Maybe it’s that one urgent question you meant to ask someone years ago but didn’t. Someone that slipped through the cracks in your history, and they’re are too far gone now anyway. All the ghost ships that have sailed and sailed away, but at this hour, they’ve anchored in your harbor. They sit with flags waving, bright and beautiful. And it’s almost like it’s real.

We lie awake in love and in fear and in turmoll and in tears. We stare at walls and drink until they speak back. We twist in our self-made cages and pray that we aren’t — right this minute — about to make some fateful life-altering mistake. This is a collection of music written in the middle of the night, a journey through terrors and sweet dreams. The floors we pace and the demons we face. For all of us who have tossed and turned and decided to keep the lanterns lit and go searching. Hoping that just maybe, when the clock strikes twelve… we’ll meet ourselves.

— MIDNIGHTS – OCTOBER 21, 2022

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