So I'm gonna find all the twtfics I was quietly reading from my main, like everygoddamnone and repost, don't get scared m'not some stalker haha, just collect things I love 🖤
I'm asking those who love the outdoors to post a picture YOU took. Just a pic. No description. The goal is to regain peace and harmony without negativity. Please copy the text, post the pic, and let's look at these beautiful pictures.
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I'm asking those who love the outdoors to post a picture YOU took. Just a pic. No description. The goal is to regain peace and harmony without negativity. Please copy the text, post the pic, and let's look at these beautiful pictures.
THIS! Also, I'll never get over OUAT. They had great idea, interesting, complicated characters (and Robert Carlyle, ffs!), and it's all have come to, to... I don't even know what - couldn't make myself watch final seasons!
- didn't know how to back then - Izzy shrugged - you didn't either... but you had Bonnet to show you, and I... I had no one. - Izzy said it calmly, just stating the fact. He's surprised himself, but it doesn't hurt anymore. Everything is good and it doesn't hurt.
It was written after I first watched season one and been lost on my notes like forever. It's not a fanfic it's just musings. I found Canyon then and read much better things, but as we do #HappyEndingsForIzzy I want to put it here (with Twitter algorithm no one will see it anyway)
Izzy could laugh with the cosmic irony of this question, question he asked himself hundreds times after Bonnet came into their lives. He didn't laugh, he answered honestly