#everything changes

[flowersandspacestuff]

Sometimes you just surrender to the knowlege that the only thing you can do is keep moving forward. And while you do that, you will be where you are for as long as that takes. As long as it takes. There is no easy way out and there is no going back. Panic will only slow you down, and giving up means worsening danger. There is only one way: through.

For as long as it takes. You just surrender to that knowledge. You just keep going. Wherever you are.

Then sometime maybe it will become different. You keep that in your sight, in your mind. Wherever you are, you are almost there. You just keep going, you're almost there. For as long as it takes.

Then in some time, it is different. You're safe again. You just keep that in mind. Everything changes. It just takes as long as it takes. So you keep going

[lacebird]

"Time to die..."

[crmsnmth]

Time's a Bitch, Change is a Bastard

The venues we earned our punk rock pedigree in don't exist anymore because everything changes And there's new bars where the old one's were standing Even the geography of the sidewalks changes I regret not taking more pictures Grabbing stills for the days when I grow old See that person, remember that name But we lived in moments which we carelessly believed we didn't need pictures because we knew it happened

The lake shore has changed from the nights we'd circle it sneaking off into the cemetery to mess with kids on Halloween Keeping tradition alive but now all those traditions change Nobody follows our rituals, they made they're own It's slightly depression as you begin to realize your age And that ever closer existential crisis is coming Because everyone dies and you have to face it because death is one of the rare things that never changes

The style we wore is out and being made fun of and I still dress the same as I did back in 2008 Because, like death, I can't seem to figure out how to change At least I stick to my convictions and swore this wasn't a phase, mom.

[anothertastelesstetrahedron]

Cutting from Jack’s “All alien tech stays at the hub” to showing every team member (except Ianto*) using some alien tech stolen from the hub will never get old.

*Ianto does the exact opposite which is also not good

[allthedesiredusernamesaretaken]

" Nothing is absolute. Everything changes, everything moves, everything spins, everything flies and goes away. "

- Frida Kahlo

[deadsetobsessions]

Danny Phantom Writing Prompt:

When she comes to, a silver haired man with a matching goatee greets her. Kind of. He’s disappointed.

She’s surrounded in neon green and she is so, so, so confused.

——

Her name is-

Well. It was something else.

What matters is that Vlad doesn’t call her by anything other than “Danielle” and “you.”

She thinks if she wasn’t who she is- if Vlad hadn’t ripped her out of her own life, poured her tattered soul into this imperfect body- she’d believe the father like figure he’s poorly pretending to be. But she knows. This is a show she’s watched many times. Vlad, even if she hadn’t had years of actual life and the foreknowledge of Danny Phantom, she’d eventually clock him as a villain.

“You can do it, Danielle.” He says.

“Obey, or suffer the consequences,” she hears. She knows manipulation when she hears it. Vlad thinks it’ll work. After all, little pod baby Danielle would know no different than the confining walls of her room. But she does know, and the voices of her loved ones bolster her in this delicate balancing act.

So, she pretends to let him mold her. Let him shape little Danielle into a puppet he could pilot as he wishes.

To act like her body’s template, but to be obedient in ways Danny would never allow himself to be. To turn trusting blue eyes up towards the drawling billionaire and pretend to take his word as gospel.

In return, he gives her more freedom. He thinks it’s control, that she returns even when he gives her ample chances to leave. She knows it’s a test, and she’s always been good at those.

She collects evidence, slowly. Because Vlad might have overshadowed people and signed their companies over to him, but he was sloppy. He was sloppy and she was a paralegal.

——

Vlad gives her the mission she’s been waiting for. She goes to Danny with a neutral mask and acts like a person who knows nothing of normal social cues.

It’s what Vlad expects of her.

The time is not yet right.

——

So when the time comes, Danielle makes a decision. She was never the baby Dani. She will never be. When she punches Vlad, she tears into him with everything she has. She makes him bleed and she breaks him and she slaps the anti-ghost belt on him to lock his ability. And she breaks more, just to make sure he might not heal all the way, all the while Danny watches in horror.

And then she starts the process of legally beating him up. Danielle bankrupts Vlad in two months with legal fees, and she takes vicious pleasure in rendering him destitute.

Hah. Try creating clones of your one sided love now, you creepy motherfucker.

——

She’s melting. She makes a joke, because Danny looked terrified and she got attached. Well, it’s hard not to get attached, considering he risked his neck for her even after learning she was there to…

Well.

He saves her. She knew he would.

She’s whole again. Stable. But something in her breaks, because she knows, with a sense of unfathomable knowledge, that she will never rid herself of the name Danielle again. She’s bound to this world. The price for her life was an eternity of imprisonment in a realm where she will never see the people she loves again.

——

“I’m not… I wasn’t always Danielle.” She admits to Danny, Tucker, and Sam.

“What does that even mean?”

She sighed, leaning against the window sill.

“The reason I was stable and my… siblings weren’t was because Vlad ripped my soul out from my body and shoved it into the body of a clone. He killed me.”

Danny stuttered to a close. Grief. She smiles at him.

“Technically, I’m older than you and Jazz.”

“I’m sorry,” Sam says, head buried in her hands. Tucker just stares at her.

“Yeah. Me too. But you shouldn’t blame yourself, Danny.” Danielle knows that look on his face. “I hate him, yeah. But… I can’t change it now. So, I’ll see what this world has to offer.”

“I’m sorry,” Danny says to her.

“I get it.”

And she does. Because Danielle knows what it is to die, now. So does he.

So she flips off the window sill, enjoying her always novel powers of flight, and laughs.

“I’ll be Nellie. You can call me Nellie.”

[kickdrumheart68]

[the-torchwood-archive]

[liverpool-enjoyer]

guys im doing it im reading the mother of all fics (six million word sebmark fic)

[kakashi-fangirl-ita-blog]

Me: "Having a child must suck, I could never"

Also me while listening to Dear Theodosia (Hamilton), I Can't Help But Wonder (Epic) and Everything Changes (Waitress): 😭💖😭💔😭💖😭💔😭💖😭💔😭💖😭💔😭💖😭💔😭💖😭💔😭💖😭💔😭💖😭💔😭💖😭💔😭💖😭💔😭💖😭💔😭💖😭💔😭💖😭💔😭💖😭💔😭💖😭💔😭💖😭💔

[robbiewilliamsffs]

Take That Tour Programme 1994

[ishootthelightsout]

RB if you want a bigger sample size! Also answer does not need to be exact ik its hard to keep up with what you've read when its so long lol

[anothertastelesstetrahedron]

Gwen’s text on the computer will never not be funny to me. Do you think that was the moment, they decided she had the exact amount of braincells to join the team?

“They use this stuff they find it and use it but theyc an do whart they want, noone;s in charge of thrmdes NO ONE cos they don’t anbsweerr to anyne” <= fav part.

If I had been Ianto I would have erased everything except that section. Just imagine Gwen’s confused face reading that in the morning. If this doesn’t capture the vibe of writing late at night, I don’t know what does.

[allcheers-allfears]

I just re watched Everything Changes

and idk if this has been said before or is just taken as given, but I’ve just realised, I think Jack planted the weevil.

So he knows Gwen saw the glove work - and beeing the only officer there who paid them any bother seems this does not happen often. So he’s left with someone who’s Interested in them with (high)possibility of them doing further digging.

Cut to next morning where he calls in the “chemicals” at the hospital and seals off that corridor.

(This is where it gets tenuous) He either does the above when he hears Gwen is injured - this would call for a break in time from her getting injured to going to the hospital; this is possible like if she made some bar fight arrests and got send to hospital after processing. Or he orchestrated the injury; this one is unlikely but not 100% impossible lol.

What leads me to believe he did plant the weevil, however, is that when Gwen sees him at the hospital and inevitably gives chase; the team miraculously bust out into the corridor when the porter gets bitten! They had to have been there the whole time imo (again alt. is that that is just when they arrived and the doors they busted out of weren’t rooms like I think but other ways of entering the corridor)

Had the porter not been killed what was his plan? Maybe he was intending on retconning her after the weevil sighting? Did he want to see how far she’d go once she’d got a glimpse of the glove? What does everyone think?

[tylersayscool]

takes DETERMINATION to write for that long. hats off.

[crmsnmth]

Everything Changes

Change is scary Change is uncomfortable

Follow me, and we'll make it back again I won't let the wind knock you down Just hold onto my arm and I'll be your anchor

Everything changes Nothing will ever stay the same

I know the way, I've been here before More than a few different times I promise it's safe It's just going to hurt really badly

Change is necessary Change is always needed

The path is well worn, and you won't lose your footing I hope you wore comfortable shoes Because this walk takes forever And by the end of it your brain's going to be real sore

Change turns everything around Change burns everything to the ground

I've been laying low and you faked it and now you made it At least those are the stories I've heard And I still pay attention to your name And I hear surprisingly more often then I wan to

Change is scary Change is inevitable

Change brings life Change kills life

Change