

To Each His Dulcinea - TFMiles was always railing on him, for dating an "evil jock concubine." Called him crazy, a madman, all in jest, maybe, but he still said it.To Each His Dulcinea - TF
But he'd never laid among dust and rubble, buildings collapsing all around him, reaching, searching, for anything solid, and through it all, found a hand, so much smaller than his, their fingers intertwining. He hadn't stood weary with battle, and felt her arms around him, comforting, soothing, in such a sharp contrast to her usual hard mannerisms, and known, that at the end of all things, she just wanted to be held.
by `dinyctis
by =acrylicana
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There is a destiny that makes us brothers
None goes his way alone
All that we send into the lives of others
Comes back into our own
Guiding Light 1937-2009
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There is a destiny that makes us brothers
None goes his way alone
All that we send into the lives of others
Comes back into our own
Guiding Light 1937-2009
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People assume that time is a strict progression of cause to effect. But actually, from a non-linear, non-subjective viewpoint, it's more like a big ball of wibbly-wobbly...timey-wimey...stuff.
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Nana: I tried to make regular Cheerios into Honey Nut Cheerios by adding honey. ...Cereal doesn't work that way.
Nezzi: You're an idiot.
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take your lumps like a man, private twinkletoes.
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WHY DO YOU DO THIS TO ME.
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People assume that time is a strict progression of cause to effect. But actually, from a non-linear, non-subjective viewpoint, it's more like a big ball of wibbly-wobbly...timey-wimey...stuff.
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