#great now i’m crying

[tiredwriter888]

I see everyone saying that the line “it’s easy to fall in love with a Warrior Nun. It’s loving the Warrior Nun that’s the hard part. They’re never yours. They never last” should’ve come from Mary, but what if it did? What if those words were originally Mary’s? Whispered hoarsely to Camila in a moment of vulnerability after Shannon’s death. Maybe Cam held onto that conversation, after all this time, ‘cause some part of her knew she’d need it again.

[baddest-batchers]

I like to think now that the boys and Omega are starting their new lives of peace on Pabu, one of the first things they do is make some kind of memorial for Tech. Maybe they put it somewhere down by the beach. It would most likely be simple and read something like “in remembrance of Tech. Pilot, friend, our brother always.”

And you know who probably visits it the most often? Crosshair.

[scrambledslut]

just finished Red, White & Royal Blue and holy shit that was such a feel good movie

[spiritofwhitefire]

“My left hand will live longer than my right. The rivers of my palms tell me so.

Never argue with rivers. Never expect your lives to finish at the same time.

I think praying, I think clapping is how hands mourn.

I think staying up and waiting for paintings to sigh is science. In another dimension this is exactly what's happening,

it's what they write grants about: the chromodynamics

of mournful Whistlers,

the audible sorrow and beta decay of Old Battersea Bridge.

I like the idea of different theres and elsewheres, an Idaho known for bluegrass, a Bronx where people talk like violets smell. Perhaps I am somewhere patient, somehow kind, perhaps in the nook of a cousin universe I've never defiled or betrayed anyone. Here I have two hands and they are vanishing, the hollow of your back to rest my cheek against, your voice and little else but my assiduous fear to cherish.

My hands are webbed like the wind-torn work of a spider, like they squeezed something in the womb but couldn't hang on. One of those other worlds or a life I felt passing through mine, or the ocean inside my mother's belly she had to scream out.

Here, when I say I never want to be without you, somewhere else I am saying i never want to be without you again. And when I touch you n each of the places we meet, in all of the lives we are, it's with hands that are dying and resurrected.

When I don't touch you it's a mistake in any life,

in each place and forever.”

- Other Lives And Dimensions And finally a love poem by Bob Hicok

[mydarlingdahlia]

Guys I made myself into a mermaid with a tragic backstory and now I’m sad

Start a petition to free mermaid Lottie 😞

She needs justice ong 😞😞

[prince-peachie]

“Something in the orange tells me we’re not done”

[heraldofcrow]

Setting aside the obvious massacre of the villagers and the guilt Maria would have felt over that alone, I think it’s brilliant that what probably pushed her over the edge to the point where she actually felt the need to completely bury her past was the violation of a mother and child.

Maria’s life as a hunter was, likely in her mind, dedicated to protecting innocent people, especially those as vulnerable as mothers with their infants.

But to oversee the dissection and brutalization of a god-mother with such an obviously humanoid face and child….to watch the infant itself be ripped from the womb and its umbilical cord severed….yeah, of course she didn’t want anyone to see that. I can’t even blame her for fighting to hide it, because that is just horrendous.

But at the same time, the concept that what forms Maria’s nightmare is a loop where she fights to conceal the truth is fascinating to me. She was only free when her sins were revealed and she could stop fighting to hide them.

[notsoevilmagistrate]

Nick drives me fucking crazy because the first chapter was literally just “Gatsby’s not like other girls :(“ STOP SUCKING HIS DICK HES IN LOVE WITH YOUR COUSIN!!!! HES DOWN SO BAD ITS PATHETIC!!! Nick stop being a funky gay dude challenge IMPOSSIBLE.

[hiatus-queen72]

What emotions do you feel when you see this

[fuzzytadpole]

I’ve officially watched the entire Hilda series and man, it’s awesome.

This show means a lot to me, has brought me so much joy, and has helped me get through some real rough patches. The fandom has been such fun too, and I don’t plan on leaving it for a while.

It’s such a bittersweet feeling to have been there with an ongoing series for so long and to see it end. But it was such a beautiful wrap-up, everyone who worked on it did an amazing job.

Thank you, Hilda. See ya. ❤️

[greetings-inferiors]

Coalescence

[mihrsuri]

I keep trying to write an update and then being embarrassed about it and feeling like I’m trauma dumping on people by updating and I just..I know it’s on me to manage my crap, I know. I am trying (not very well but I’m trying) and it’s just…I don’t know. I don’t even know.

[unreadpoppy]

So I didn’t get the role…..

[arihi]

The difficult thing about openly blogging about healing and going through a long period of growth publicly is the feeling of “I’m not doing super great, and it’s worse than it has been before” springs to mind, but for the X number of times you’ve said it in the past, it feels more trivial. And maybe that’s a sign that things have always been an up and down sort of pattern, and that it will pass again, but maybe it also serves to feel more isolating in not having the words or energy anymore to describe how it is *this* time. And it is a position that changes day to day, and on better days it feels more passable, and on worse the void feels more vast. The mere fact that it changes is probably a good sign, that nothing ever has to be set in stone. But boy are some days so, so dreadful.

[voided-peach]

Crying about it

[foxgloveinspace]

The fact that my lukercy fic has 1,125 kudos, almost 12k hits, and so many nice comments and bookmarks is really fucking me up today.

I’m imagining myself on a room with 1k people who have ENJOYED my work, and at least a handful of them coming up to me and TELLING me they liked it.

I’m so overwhelmed??? I mean… it was getting so many kudos and stuff when I finished it but now?? I am so emotional over it all… the fact that it’s 2 years old now and people are STILL coming by and giving it kudos?? That groups of people are leaving kudos on it every night?? Wow. I’m so freaking… wow.