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beinscorpio · 8 months ago
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if a redacted listener is in a relationship with a british vampire, it’s going to be at least somewhat toxic.
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beinscorpio · 8 months ago
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beinscorpio · 8 months ago
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CRIMINAL MINDS 2.08 'Empty Planet'
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beinscorpio · 8 months ago
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it's like they gave bambi a gun
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beinscorpio · 8 months ago
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thinking about that one pack meeting where sam had to keep bumping darlin to keep them awake
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beinscorpio · 9 months ago
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No Wizard That There is or was.
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beinscorpio · 10 months ago
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FIGHTER (2024) dir. Siddharth Anand
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beinscorpio · 10 months ago
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JAWAN (2023) dir. Atlee
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beinscorpio · 10 months ago
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beinscorpio · 10 months ago
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The Fall of the House of Usher 1.08 | The Raven (2023)
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beinscorpio · 10 months ago
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i used to think fear would forever live inside of me;
embracing my organs, etched into every single cell,
marking every crevice its territory as it makes its way into my bloodstream.
i used to believe it has consumed me—that i breathe it, like i’m made of it
until this moment.
i know there are still remnants of it, though, as i can still feel it lingering in me.
but damn, it’s so comforting to know
that i’m beginning to let it out of me,
be it piece by piece, even if it’ll take me another decade.
i can smile at the thought that it’s possible to live with less of it.
//i
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beinscorpio · 10 months ago
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Hi Back again on tumblr to bring out my mental illness from my mother's side and say when I finally write my fic about the lore of David's mom and her love story with Gabe where she is from a family of witches but lost her powers featuring David mom's sister who dabbled into Darker magic and managed to give the river aka death a form accidentally and plot twist they end up falling in love but their relationship went through some ... trouble .... when david's mom and Gabe died then y'all will understand ✌️
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beinscorpio · 1 year ago
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you give me big Babe vibesss xx but for an actual character, id say camelopardalis <3
YESS I think I subconsciously reached you in someway because I’ve been listening to Asher’s playlist nonstop lately 😂 + Ok I love that because he’s literally one of my top comfort characters 🥲Thanks for that ♥️
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beinscorpio · 1 year ago
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“omg you’re so creative. how do you get your ideas” i hallucinate a single scene in the taco bell drive thru and then spend 13 months trying to write it
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beinscorpio · 1 year ago
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It's frustrating that you can come up with the plot of an entire fic in just a few seconds, but writing it all down can take anywhere from never to forever.
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beinscorpio · 1 year ago
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“We wouldn’t have worked out anyway.” He says, laughing quietly. But I notice the uncertainty in his voice, how the words roll off his tongue strangely; as if he’s trying and failing to convince himself of his own words. My eyes flicker to his for a moment, long enough to notice the vulnerability beneath them.
I turn away from him and I force a laugh and nod in agreement, desperately trying to ignore the dangerous thoughts forming in my head. I can’t afford to think of what if’s and what could’ve been. To think of us happy together, had we done things a little differently. That would be torture.
- cece (melancholicwritings)
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beinscorpio · 1 year ago
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i’m sorry that you love me.
of all people, you chose to love someone like me; someone broken, seemingly unfixable. you picked me, a gentle rose that slowly pricks you with its thorns. bleeding, you still chose to stay.
i’m sorry that you keep choosing to stay.
you know that i would walk through fire for you, but you also know that i could be the fire that could burn you. you know that i am capable of loving, but i don’t know if you know that i am also capable of loving you too much to the point that i might suffocate you.
i’m sorry that simply loving me is a risk.
you know that. you’ve promised me it’s a risk you’re willing to take. and i’m sorry that it’s even a risk in the first place. i know that saying sorry doesn’t mean anything, that i keep apologising but doing it all again.
i don’t know what to say to comfort you, but all you need to know is that i’m trying my best to heal. it’s taking a long time, but thank you for your will and love to wait for me. to wait for the me that you truly deserve.
//i
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