''05.04.jpg'' april 5th 2014
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obsessed w the fact that sam told celia he was researching the magnus institute for a book while she lied & said that her interest in other worlds worlds was for a podcast. alice is like "oh theyre getting along so well, what a cute couple, etc" and yet their entire friendship is based on two mutual lies of "i mean you're cute and all, but not cute enough for me to let you know the supernatural is real yet."
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not to be blunt but it’s too bad I like midsommar so much and nobody online says anything of substance about it ever
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im never going to beat the allegations one of my friends threw at me of me having an armor fetish. its NOT true but theyre right that my autistic need for detail and my overall habit of writing at least semi clothed sex because i have some sort of problem that makes me think getting fully naked is weird and my penchant for knights is making a bad combination to fight said allegation. this is my way of saying im watching a videos of men putting on armor so i can reverse engineer what one can reasonably take off while still keeping most of it on.
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not vagueblogging in a mean way but in a "this is tangentially related to a post i saw but not nearly enough to leave it in the tags of the post", but it's like. so fucking incredibly important to me that the cemeteries of amalo is not a series where the main character loses their religious faith and finds new faith in a secular source. like of everything i care about in literature right this moment, at the very top of the list is "thara celehar not being beaten and bullied by the narrative out of his faith in ulis." this was not even a concern to me at first because it seemed unthinkable but the longer it takes the tomb of dragons to come out, the more the possibility scares the ever loving shit out of me. like no one is allowed to be religious in spec fic even though that's the easiest place to have religious characters, much less religious AND gay AND mentally ill and none of those things are like, canceling each other out -- they are all braided together and inform each other and build his character and like. to me the whole character falls apart if you take faith out of that braid. i know that people fall out of faith and that's valid and fine but can i please have one character. ONE. one character. who stays. pleeeeeease katherine addison i'm begging you. let me keep this one.
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"I was gonna go out and get things done today, but it's already so late!"
- Aster
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Ah, yes, the seven deadly sins: Envy, Gluttony, Lust, Pride, Sloth, G r e e d, Wrath, and Thomas Aquinas.
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No mames porque soy así
Claro, es que- no se
No se nada de porque es tan difícil a decir ‘no’
No se nada de eso!
Bueno, ahora tengo dos biblias
NO QUIERO HACER ESO PERO JAIFSINASJKNFAJKFNSJA
SE VEAN MIS ZAPATOS QUE ESTAN GAY Y ESO ES COMO SE HACE?????
Ahora tengo algo para leer, pero todavía wey
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having so many thoughts about razlo as someone who encouraged livio to join the eye of michael bc it’d give them some place to belong & clearly seeing it as his job to look after livio & be the one who suffers the bodys pain or whatever only for chapel to try & kill them in their fight with wolfwood. like do you ever think about post canon razlo i think about post canon razlo i feel like chapel’s betrayal must have really felt like a colossal personal failure & thats not something you bounce back from very easily
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I was terrified to start transitioning.
For reasons besides all the social implications that could be had. Those were regular terror. This was like... an existential dread. Something I can't put into words but felt so deeply and so tightly twined around my living bones that my hand shook and my heart spiked into overdrive when I thought about it. No, it wasn't just anxiety, that feels different.
It was the passage of time. The, "i've missed my mark," and the "I'm going to be too old to do it," and "I'm not going to be the person I've always wanted to be by 30." That feeling that it wasn't going to be worth it, I should just stay where I'm comfortable (beside the persistent prick in my back and sharp stone in my shoe), and I'm just wishing on pipe dreams and blowing dandelion seeds to the wind. It was harrowing!
"But," I realised one day, "I'll be 30 soon, anyway."
I'll be 30 soon, anyway. Why not? Why not go into it happier and more myself than I have ever been? I might not be the man I dreamed I'd be as a child, but I'll be closer to him than I've ever been before. Something changed and clicked for me that day. And, you know what? I am going toward 30 happier than I've ever been before, and I will not be looking back.
Transitioning is scary. It can be so fucking scary. But the time is going to pass anyway, and there will be so much happiness and love. The days spent wondering if it could be better could be days spent living better. And the living will be better.
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