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Do you know her? This is Dhalia in 1964, age 28.
Dhalia was smitten with Rosch from the moment she saw him. She invited him to come back to the commune she was starting up. Fascinated with his mutation and swayed by his charm he was quickly accepted by the others. Once he told them about his life, immortality and provided a quick demonstration of it- there was no going back. The commune revolved around Rosch now. And it wasn't a commune anymore, this was a cult.
Dhalia led them as Rosch's right hand. They did everything to keep him comfortable and believed in the beautiful nature of his humanity. That a life eternal must be a beautiful thing. That he was living the closest thing you could to heaven. That if someone could be so altered- and still be completely human- there was hope for them all.
The cult grew and grew over the next year or two. Dhalia wanted it to be perfect. Soon the responsibilities mounted. There were so many new members. Rosch couldn't keep track of them all anymore- and it seemed like some of them didn't even know he was the object of adoration.
And as it often does with Rosch- that itch to flee came back. So he stood up. And he left. Didn't say a word to any of them. Dhalia noticed. Almost instantly. Of course she did. But it was already too late.
She turned 87 this year. Sometimes she thinks of him. He ruined her life. Left a hole she could never seem to fill.
Nothing spoils a day without anxiety quite like a speeding ticket.
My pervert uncle is still here; it's been a month.
Confession: The muscle memory of being constantly on edge I'm fairly certain is causing me to regress. As in reverting to hating myself and contemplating unblocking him sort of regression.
I am just, so tired.
WHO TOLD RAN HE COULD GO OUT LOOKING THAT FINE HELLO????
you know what they do to guys like us in prison
also on my twitter
I knew we'd be getting the notification after his final concert dates...I knew it but it still hurts. Our Yoongi boongi! *cries while hugging my shooky plush*
jungkook x ‘on’ kinetic manifesto film : come prima
Me in undertale be like:
i feel like being in a fandom long-term has a very specific repetitive cycle that kind of looks like this
aventurine holding my cat insane crossover
Why is there no limit to his charms? 😭
hey, so, my knees buckled bc of him???