Pride in Prejudice in Space. Taylor Swift writes our symphonies. Canon isn't just for Pachelbel.
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Darling, I heard your call. In nightmares, in dreams, you called for me.
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reylo as the songs from folklore by taylor swift
a tale that becomes folklore is one that is passed down and whispered around. The lines between fantasy and reality blur and the boundaries between truth and fiction become almost indiscernible.
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You know that my train could take you home Anywhere else is hollow
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Every Ben Solo’s last sight of Rey in the sequel trilogy
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My drawing for “Redraw Kylo as a meme” from twitter :)
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I’m being torn apart.
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Reylo in Tumblr’s Year in Review 2020
Soooooo…2020, huh?
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“So I kiss him, and there is the great dark sea ahead…”
— Sylvia Plath (via mondouxchaton)
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And here it is.
Instagram --> boomdafunk
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All panels compiled. To be continued, of course.
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Then all this became history. Your hand found mine. Life rushed to my fingers like a blood clot. Not even death will stop it, death shedding her blood. Nothing will stop it, for this is the kingdom and the kingdom come.
The Touch by Anne S.
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Then all this became history. Your hand found mine. Life rushed to my fingers like a blood clot. Not even death will stop it, death shedding her blood. Nothing will stop it, for this is the kingdom and the kingdom come.
The Touch by Anne S.
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THE RANGE
tfa gave me the two lost children meeting each other on a green planet, breaking into each other’s minds, discovering each other’s scars, dancing in a whirlwind of color and snow in the middle of a forest, the dark asking the light to stay and the light savagely cutting him down in response!
tlj gave me the heady, reckless adolescents forced by circumstances to talk to each other!! to discover gentleness and compassion in the midst of their snark and tension-filled gazes! it gave me violence tangled up with love and desire!! hope for belonging and family side-by-side with poor communication, fear, the pain of not really knowing who you are or what you want!! it gave me the dark on his knees, regret on his face, while the light shut the door with sadness and bitterness in her heart!!
and tros gave me tired adults caught in the trap of their past, slowly being worn down by the rhythm and cycle of their violence, circling each other in the same old patterns, the raging sea tossing them around each other again and again until finally violence carried the light over the edge past the (seeming) point of no return and showed the emptiness of this weary cycle. then suddenly it gave me softness. healing. clarity. peace. communication. the light telling the dark you are enough exactly as you are. it gave me: i did want to take your hand. it gave me: i love you. i know. i save you. i save you right back. death cannot stop true love it can only delay it for a while.
the sequel trilogy gave me all. these. things. and I will be glad forever.
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the Bridal Carry™ but make it hurt :D
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