I see what you did there, @cassandraclare.
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I see what you did there, @cassandraclare.
OMG
THE
FOR ALL MANKIND
FINALE
GORDO & TRACY STEVENS
FREAK'IN
GORDO
AND
TRACY
STEVENS
THEY WERE THE TRUE POWER COUPLE THE ENTIRE TIME
THE ULTIMATE MOON MVPs
FOR ALL MANKIND
WHAT
HAVE
YOU
DONE
TO
ME
i would love to see Okage: Shadow King get a remake, but i worry they’d pull the shit squeenix is pulling on FF7. like no, motherfuckers, don’t get cute. it was already close to perfect, except the parts that blow dead goats. put away your idea book and just pimp this gorgeous fucked-up ride the way it already is. don’t even touch the heinous, heinous basement dungeons unless you plan to reuse assets that are already in the game. deep grave pit is the price i’ve paid to be this picky, please respect that.
twice, motherfucker. i’ve run it twice.
that’s so many deep grave pits.
being demeaned by a customer while you just have to stand there in front of them and take it is a different flavor of embarrassing
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Never goodbye. Goodbye meant going away. Forgetting. She’d never allow that.
This wasn’t how it was supposed to end. She wasn’t supposed to watch him go, not after Liam, and Milah and Bae. Far too many that held space in his heart had left before him, and now he would finally get that reunion he once longed for. It burned in her chest, in her throat, as tears refused to stay in the welling of her eyes. A steady fountain that dripped upon the velvet of his vest and stained the material even darker than its original black. Even now, she refused to leave his side, fingers twined tightly in his loose grip, occasionally bringing the hold up to her lips and forehead.
She waited until his chest slipped into a rise and fall, not steady, but enough to were she thought he was asleep. “I love you, you know? I always have, always will. You are and forever will be my captain, for I cannot bear the thought of another behind my helm.” Lips pressed to his brow now, after wiping away the dampness and the fringe that lie there. “Rest well, Captain Killian Jones, and know that you will forever live on within my heart.”
During their third year at the Academy, during Starfleet History, they inevitably touched on the Kelvin disaster. Even though the professor checked with Jim beforehand (who of course blew him off because why would that still bother him? Geez.), he practically broke down in their dorm that night and Bones held him through the whole thing, reminding Jim that Bones doesn't care about shit like that, he only cares about the blue-eyed idiot who's going to show the admirals just what a Kirk can do.