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Gullruten 2017: Best TV-Moment of the Year

you get a camera when you’re thirteen, and it hangs around your neck; shining when it catches in the sun. it’s old, and it’s heavy, and it feels like your heart, so you think you’re going to do amazing things with it.

you find a girl a few years later, only she mostly finds you. lifts your chin and makes you smile and asks, are you okay? like she means it, like she knows. and no one knows. no one’s tried to.

(and you lose to the darkness for a while, like some kind of intermission - where the story could go either way. what, and why, and who am I, and you dig and you dig and it’s black.)

and you meet a boy when you mostly feel done, when all the stories seem tired, like you are. you meet him again, and again, like some sort of pull, like a string on a finger on a pulse.

he has gaps in his teeth and the sea in his eyes and he wants you to know that he wants you. he has music in his lungs and hope in his bones and you laugh, you laugh, you start laughing again (when was the last time you laughed?).

and you know about love stories, and tragedies, and you know how this ends. how it must.

but he kisses your mouth and you die anyway, because it’s perfect.

he’s perfect.

I'm currently at work and I saw the things said about me, me and nie have blocked each other because we had a disagreement on some fic/character stuff (which i also have the screenshots, i can post them too if you're curious) but the "racism" thing she's saying happened between me and joey, nie had already left the chat (wh0re-behavi0r), we had a group chat on slack. During a conversation, joey posted a post that belonged to a year ago or so about the racism happening in the fandom surrounding chimney. It was either one of the racists trying to defend themselves or something similar to it, i dont remember. But i said something along the lines of TLDR because i was already active during that time and already showed my support for poc, and joey didn't seem to like what I said, said something about it and left the chat (i don't remember what). This is what happened afterwards

All The Work That Needs To Be Done

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Buck nods, two slow movements like any action at all pains him. Eddie isn’t sure how literal or metaphorical that statement is, and wants to tell him again to let a doctor look at him, but they’ve had that argument several times already tonight and Buck had a look in his eyes like- like Eddie doesn’t even know what, but whatever would have happened if he’d kept pushing would not have been good, so he’d let it drop and stuck close to his side. "She shouldn't be alone."

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