Can these sappy hoes go one single video without matching outfits or accessories in some way, or identifying themselves with two random objects and assigning some kind of soulmate metaphor to them
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Can these sappy hoes go one single video without matching outfits or accessories in some way, or identifying themselves with two random objects and assigning some kind of soulmate metaphor to them
“Can’t either of you smile for a portrait?”
*Tomie gets entangled during battle*
T: Love??? A little help??
A: Awe, but I thought you liked being restrained.
T: HARDLY THE TIME DEAR. Maybe later though...?
Gale: By Mystras left tit can you two stop for 5 MINUTES??
“Doomed in every narrative” but maybe we just let them have a day off ONCE. Them boys can kiss and hold hands one time right? In one universe? As a Treat?
‘nother sneak peek of Hawkins Hellfire!
She recognizes the girl pictured on it, the words ‘Have you seen me?’ printed in big, bold letters underneath. Monica Brody.
“They never found her?” Holly asks, almost under her breath. Why else would one of her missing posters still be up?
“Never found who?” the bartender asks, frowning.
“Her,” Holly says, pointing at the poster. The guy leans close to the bulletin board, looking at it.
“Huh.” He shrugs. “Guess not. Did you know her?”
“It’s Hawkins,” she says, mimicking his tone from earlier. “Everybody knows everybody.”
“I mean did you ‘know her’, know her?” he clarifies, going back to making her drink.
Holly looks down at her hands, exhaling through her nose.
“Yeah. I knew her.”
Childe: Anyone who strives as I do to become stronger shall be called a friend. Even if our friendship can only be shown in battle with one another.
Traveler: Wow.
Childe: ???
Traveler: So even other harbingers can't tolerate your bullshit?
Volturi, to the Cullens: 99% of the time when random crap happens, you all are somehow involved.
The Cullens: Can’t you have a little faith in that last 1%?