#alex errot

[wordslikewonderlust]

For You

Someday I want to be your everyday where we never get dejected over each others passion.

Someday your body will be sheltered from the storm of life against mine peacefully whenever you need.

Someday our hands won’t let go of one another entangled perfectly anchoring each other down.

Someday your smile will be etched in the grains of my memory so when I get lost you’ll tether me to safety.

Someday all my fears will melt away because of your cloudless eyes will always remind me that clarity Is real.

Someday my heart will flutter like butterflies in flight when you look my way with surges of warmth and adoration.

Someday my soul will know yours as the place I call my home where we can build ships and ride the tidal waves endlessly.

I will wait tirelessly for our someday. I don’t know when it will be. I hope you will too.

[odrseasonone]

court plot:

to borrow a quote from errot of karr, rhaegar is the name of his soul ;D but only his most intimate friends may ever know it bc he’s v private ;DD

my idiot!brain, immediately: call him rageahr! *facepalm*

maybe the first shot should be the dragon riding bc that’s at once his great blessing and most wretched curse 

++ we can edge him further w a murder shot later

degrey plot:

yessss that is such a good point! staying away from v/o’s is super smart let’s do that! we can def find another way to make the info engaging ;D

love the idea of going in blind re: the degrey backstory and also finding out about charles w roran!! even roran doesn’t know his backstory <3

resistance plot:

oh yes sorry i see now that was misleading!! i meant that ~in another ep~ maybe the pirates get their hands on the $$$$ 

and that’s how they end up getting on cassius’ radar and taken to prison but yeah that doesn’t really matter 

and it might be better to keep that all separate anyway ;D

i love that, either way (bc I love both options!), celion is the focal point where we first see the pirates!!

things we may or may not want to include in the pilot:

the evie/alex thing is great ep2 fodder! love it!

yesssss let’s bring in jon ++ that whole engagement thing after!! i forgot he proposed to her later!! 

you, probs: he’s yoUr character, katherine!!

me, def: yeaH but i try to forget that and also everything else about him always

agreed! esp if we end w roran finding the egg, that’ll have greater impact if we know about dezod’s prophecy!! or yknow that one side of it ;D

omg loVE introducing her when avelina seeks her out and hinting about her dezod/rowena connection, then!!

including rowena/romayne sounds good!

and we can absolutely weave in the whole elimination of the other heirs, or at least allude to it, and build on it later 

(bc i feel like some of the details might be unnecessarily confusing to throw on all at once such as the aalis bit)

random s1 thoughts:

do we want to composite elyzabeth fontaine and isabella quincy?

hmmm I actually think that maybe compositing elyzabeth and isabella might be a good thing???? perhaps make her the oldest sister who was married and murdered her husband but is back now??? also who may have wanted to marry arthur instead b/c he’s a better person than her hubby who died but he never asked her (whoops). ALSO she wanted to run away with alaric but would never do that because she wanted to marry well so perhaps her sisters didn’t have to????? idk random thoughts!

I think this all works perfectly!!

[wordslikewonderlust]

“I forgot the title”

Twenty below I'm going down

Everything spins while I stay out

Tenderness should be how to love

Better yet maybe the way to live

Life's so hectic how can I process

Looking out the window you wonder

A horizon might be more appealing

Reality is one big Russian Roulette

So many chances all of them luck

Not a game you can always win

But when you think about it

That's exactly what life is

So keep falling deeper

Let it all go never surrender

[wordslikewonderlust]

Pain in Ache

Liar lair

I’ll keep taking your words for fantasy

You don’t know how to hold the truth

Liar liar

Throw my heart into the flames

Reducing it to pitiful ashen dust

Liar liar

Your glaring eyes like stones thrown

Cascading into my broken shell thoughts

Liar liar

Walk right over my kind intentions

Kick my warmth till gravity brings me down

Liar liar

I won’t listen anymore

This was it.

Liar liar always lie.

Even in your focade written face.

[wordslikewonderlust]

Vacation rambles

I let the sand dusted gusts tousle my auburn tangled follicles. It’s a cold August night spent seared on old barren planks listening to the majestic rhythm of the ebbing and bobbing currents. My eyes cast south to where the horizon seems to be on the brink of change as stars melt with distorted nimbus sketching unknown structures into the sky. You sit and wonder just what life could have planned for you in the next; second, minute, hour, day, week, month, year, or this single solidarity life time we embark on. The scent of the tide brings the precipice of change you hang onto like your life boat. Leap into the dark purifying sea. Don’t hold back in you’re life; this life, this moment. You only have one. Ride the wake and tides to the fullest potential and reach that shoreline you desire. Life is beautiful.

[wordslikewonderlust]

Mishaps Rambles

I miss the taste of of your lips pressed into mine like a sweet indulgence of a summer crisp white wine. You’re fingers always perfectly aligned like sand with the waves to my shaky coarse hands. I crave for the pressure your body would create as I spun you in the air your smile brighter then all the dust barren spots in the atmosphere. Days without seeing your crystal clear orbs like chandelier beads gleaming in the flourishing lights piercing the very presence of my being. I fucking love you and I wish you could of stayed with me for all celestial orbits but I was a time piece you chose to part with breaking away at the chain and letting me fall into unknown hands of who ever will attempt to find my cross lover rained on drum beat rhythmic organ next.

[wordslikewonderlust]

I really don’t know

You tossed my heart out to the ocean letting the waves drag it under.

Some anchor you didn’t want to hold on to without a word.

I felt it sink down to the depths where your lies cradled my mind.

My soul wandered towards yours hoping this gravitation wasn’t a bust.

The earthquake came and you walked the other direction as I stood.

My heart was a game for you twisted in a clever rouse.

You played my heart strings well till the broke lost at sea; forgotten

[wordslikewonderlust]

Changing waters

Loss is painful reaching depths in waters you never truly can tread.

Ebbing and flowing with the currents dragging more abundantly.

Waves crashing in milliseconds in your frontal lobe.

Thoughts lost at sea in low tide timelines of uncharted hemispheres.

Loss is the ocean drifting away to the unknown in unforgiving waters.

[wordslikewonderlust]

Cold Front

Will I ever be enough for someone to be their first choice, is the constant question that skims my mind?

Every time I get close to a beautiful star, letting my hand graze the surface it’s combust blasting me into orbit.

My heart falls like a comet looking for safe landing, but the terra underneath always seems to sink.

Maybe it’s because my head listened to all the words spineless jellyfish threw my way of how misshapen my current was.

Fairytales of love filled my mind constantly with hope of the ending all good humans deserve I don’t think that’s in the cards for me.

Fate tied one way or another. Drifting me closer to my sense of insecurity and further away ideals of confidence.

This is my storm. This is my mind. This is my fear. This is my chaotic blasphemy. This is me.

[wordslikewonderlust]

Ocean Thoughts.

She watched the waves as they took her dreams far away

Any thought or focus held before gone without a trace

Tears flowing down her porcelain skin wonders never discovered

Love she couldn’t let go of for any chance to stay close

Moments erased no longer etched in sand

I never wanted to be this way the whole damn thing

So she started fresh building a boat from trees

Realizing a new beginning was all the love needed

Strong hands with a caring heart open again

Not a fear or dream did she think of anymore

Just the other girl who always wonderd why

unconditionally

The same way she questioned all along going into the ocean as a new current.

[wordslikewonderlust]

I can’t forget her

The first time she kissed me all the stars aligned in the center of my universe

It was like she was a comet flying straight towards my heart

I knew right away this was something special she was something

Love had always been a scary ideal that I had no clue how to wrap my head around

Then this intergalactic force of her love just pierced any clouded judgment I felt

I felt the rain for the first time as the drops of warmth she left on my lips cleansed me

This burning I felt deep in my soul only started when she came into my life

I desired to be the type of person who could be enough for her that's what I wanted to be

God did I try every day to make her happy but I couldn't so she left

That's what love does to me what it did to me

My universe was a lie her word was too

Especially her according to fate.

[wordslikewonderlust]

The First One

​When I was young love was a fairytale that I would crack open the old spines of dust covered bound sheets to try and figure out. My worn cedar wood book shelf would always creak when any pressure was taken off the wobbly structure. Life passed by each season fading more and more books being added to my collection. Fairy tales never came true, the older I became the more distant and locked in a cage my heart would become, never letting anyone climb over the boundless cement walls I had plastered up over time. When you fall in love for the first time, its not just rockets exploding into the outer orbit speckled covered horizon but its more like atomic bombs repeatedly falling to the bottom of the endless depths of the ocean inside your whole being that doesn’t just move you by force. It moves your entire being down to the young tender bones you have, letting you constantly feel like your walking on a unbalanced tight rope of unknown possibilities. It’s even more dangerous when you live in two separate worlds set apart by a vast blue monster and paved jungles with mirrored towers. Instead of fate bringing to become one, you shatter like a misplaced wine glass and whatever you thought love was is proven a lie etched away in the sands brushed under your feet on the barren coast line. The first kiss will taste like magic wrapped in a passion induced euphoria, but the last will be bitter to the root pulling your innocence from the dirt. Maybe your heart will recover and no longer fully whole like the fine sculpture it was before, now beveled and misshapen. The clock will consciously spin circles turning days into months and months into years. You decide to let your heart out again, she’ll come along with her slender frame cocky with a pearly grin which blew the gust right out of your lanky frame. She’ll say a few pretty words, and have you caught in her vice jaw grip. She’ll claim you’re the only one she wants to lay next to letting her fingers roam over your curved spine tracing the old scars you forgot were there. She let her hands cradle your normally facade ridden face as she kisses you, you’ll taste hope every single time. You’ll take words down to a page and write just how tenderly she loves you, how endlessly possible you think love is again, your hands will feel the need to always be magnetized to her. Polar opposites attracted together to make the “perfect pair”. You’ll start to think maybe fairy tales with two princesses do exist, you’ll be her knight in shining armor galivanting in on a red mane stallion to whisk her off to the palace of her dreams. She say she loves you. You’ll hope she means it every time it rolls off her tongue while she smiles that just for you smile. Than one day you’ll find out she tells the same words to him, she holds his face the same way. She never meant any of it. Your heart will truly break. Fairytales aren’t real.