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Ohm… No.
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[Flash 10 is required to watch video]
What happens when a tree branch falls onto a powerline?
Answer: Dramatic Annihilation
Only 17 seconds long - stick to the end.
Submitted by: nonniebyrd

THAT IS BEAUTIFUL.
Did that shit…just explode rainbows?!
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idk why but I burst out laughing every time I see this video
gapes at screen with open mouth
“No,” the wire whispered. “You can’t—you’ll burn—”
The branch smiled sadly, looking up at the tree that had protected her for so many years. But, the branch needed to know for herself the heat and passion of the wires. “I would rather burn a hundred times over,” she said softly, “than live an eternity away from you.”
“But, I’m right here! You can see me every day!” The wire pleaded desperately. “You don’t have to do this!”
“Actually, I do,” the branch replied. “I’m falling and it’s only a matter of time. Please…tell me you’ll catch me. Even if I’ll burn, tell me you’ll catch me.”
The wire was silent before swaying in affirmation, gazing up at the branch that had always been so far above him. Always out of reach, always kept away, protected jealously by the tree.
The wind was picking up, and with each blow, the branch swung ever closer to the wires until finally, she was ripped from the tree and fell down into the waiting arms of her beloved.
“Hello,” she whispered, feeling that dreadful heat creeping up from her base. It wouldn’t be long now. The sparks were already starting and she was starting to glow. The wire tried to prevent the inevitable, desperately trying to contain the power he knew would lead to her violent destruction, but all he could do was watch her burn as they swayed in the wind.
It was over within a few seconds. There was a sudden burst of colorful flames and everything was still. Even the wind had died down, leaving the remnants of the branch…his branch…sprawled across him, nothing more than a charred memory.
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You know Shweta’s going to great lengths not to do her paper when she writes a tragic OTP for a telephone wire and a tree branch.
I’m going to now creep out as discreetly as possible and try to write my paper. Or something.
Tumblr…did you just give me a fanfiction…about a stick falling on a power line?
And people wonder why I spend so much time with you.
When people ask me ‘what is tumblr?’ I am going to point to this post.
Stick and powerline.
One true pairing.God, no fuck you all, that wire is fucking female bitches. GODDAMMIT THAT FANFICTION FUCK YOU FUCK YOU ALL MOTHERDUCKERS HOW COULD YOU EVEN RULE 63 THIS SHIT. Wire is female. It’s canon. Don’t fucking change it just for your sexist story, what’s the point of it being a pairing if you change it to match your own cis* ideals. Good lord.
They’re lesbians. Get over it. God.
Hell, I ship it. Just look at those two; from the moment they met, sparks flew.
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Reblog if you ship so many couples you have a metaphorical navy.

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#the doctor is a 900 year old time lord who has often used his razor sharp wit to save the universe
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OMG THIS WEBSITE <3
OH MY GLOB THE LETTER V OMFG
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i’m goING TO HAVE NIGHTMARES FOR WEEKS
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This completely ruins all the fun I had today watching War Horse on stage.
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#Finnick Odair is that like that one character in every anime who always appears with sparkles round his face #and who flirts with all the blushing girls and makes them go ‘eeehhhhh!’ #and you think he’s just a sexy comic relief character #until suddenly one episode it’s like BAM BACKSTORY #and it turns out he was forced to murder for entertainment #and his family was killed horribly #and he can never be with the woman he loves #and he’s being forced to have sex with half the Capitol #and that’s why he acts all provocative all the time #and suddenly the sparkles are gone and you stare at this character with tears streaming down your face #and you whisper ‘Finnick-sama’ as the wind tosses the tendrils of your hair.
Accurate.
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