watched dark recently. best show ever?
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watched dark recently. best show ever?
the way he looks at her here genuinely makes me feel ill
Elisabeth needs to believe Paradise is close.
Jonas never believed in it. It doesn’t matter. Martha needs him, whether he’s damned to Hell or not.
For Hanno — belief is beside the point. He needs no holy land. Adam promised him two lovers. Paradise is milk and honey, and he’s tasted both already.
Paradise is free of pain and suffering. Everything we've ever done... is forgotten there. The passage will open. And then... we will be there. You, me... and Charlotte.
DARK (2017-2020)
actually, if he had known that at the time he would have said this hdhjhdfjhfddhf
“they say he kidnapped a girl and took her to the forest just because she was wearing red lipstick” so they foreshadow everything in this show huh
Why has no one ever realized how much Noahbeth Claudia’s getting to see during the apocalypse?
Like she’s literally getting to see Noah and Elisabeth be a couple in two worlds!
That job is the perfect job for me!!!
Pls Claudia let me be you for the times you are with Noahbeth. I don’t even mind which world. Just let me see them together—
Title: Die Geständnisse des Pfarrers Fandom: Dark (2017) Pairing(s): Hanno Tauber/Elisabeth Doppler; Hanno Tauber/Jonas Kahnwald; Hanno Tauber/Elisabeth Doppler/Jonas Kahnwald Word Count: 20,006 Rating: Teen & Up Audiences Tags: Diary/Journal, During Canon, Post-Apocalypse, Missing Scene, Character Study, Introspection, Crisis of Faith, Canon-Typical Violence, Canon-Typical Angst, Canon-Typical Existentialism
Summary: In the secret lodge belonging to the society of travelers known as Sic Mundus there sits upon a pedestal an untitled book, its plain binding worn with use and its pages filled with accounts of a time long past.
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