Snow Globe Love
Your life was a ball of snow
cold with frosting bites.
When you play and throw bullets
of laughter and ice,
somewhere your inner child smiles.
But then the world shook
so violently asking,
Who’s crying when the skies shed
shards of tears, lonely
breeze carried silent mourning.
You let the heavy ice pile
up on your shoulders.
Walls of glass rose to embrace
an untouchable you who
dreamt for an ending,
sold your soul to the future,
trusted winter’s unkindness;
Letting your regret
give birth to goodness.
You are the warmest
of falling snowflakes
Who left lingering
kisses over me,
But what we had was never
Summer’s love nor Spring’s fever.
What we had was a snow globe.
Dancing amongst the white storm
was your dark coat and bright soul.
From afar I watched,
I envied, I wished, I loved.
Before she shattered glass;
Until we fell apart.
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It absolutely destroys me to think about how excited and in love Ed was immediately post kiss scene. The second he makes the decision to lean forward and kiss Stede, it’s like the floodgates open. Ed touches him the entire rest of the scene like he can’t bear to not be touching him any longer. The hand on Stede’s face, then his back. When the camera moves further away we can see Ed holding Stede’s hand. How long was he wanting to do that? Did he show up at the beach planning to confess his love, or was he just finally so overcome that he couldn’t hold it back anymore???
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Day Four/Five: Sona Sketches
Low effort bc i am dead tired icl
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wait I WROTE SOMETHING FOR ALHAITHAM? in what world did i have the time for that last night
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The thing about me is that when I say a character is my blorbo, I usually mean I've adopted them or they are my favorite character of the specific franchise entry (yes there is a difference to me. sometimes the two columns are venn diagrams.)
I have adopted so many fictional characters that I'm basically running a full orphanage at this point, except that analogy falls apart immediately but it gets the point across. Sometimes my favorite characters visit my children, and they're like their cool uncles or grandmas, give the kids some chocolate and entertainment.
I realize now I have never known a true Blorbo. Playing Final Fantasy XV is making me go insane you guys. Can you take a wild guess which one of these characters has flipped the Blorbo switch in my brain? Here's a hint, three characters are constantly swirling around in my brain, one a Son, one a Favorite and one a Blorbo.
Is it Prompto in his adorable genki innocence, full of impostor syndrome to the point my heart aches for him? No, he is my Son.
Is it Ignis, voiced by our lord and savior Miyano Mamoru because of course he is, who is bursting with loyalty that goes unthanked time and time again? No, he is my Favorite.
That leaves just the Blorbo.
Of all the possible characters to induce pure Blorbo phenomenon into my veins (re: put them in my mouth and thrash them about like a dog would a squeaky toy), why, WHY did my brain latch onto Ardyn FUCKING Izunia???
This man is invoking every disease in me (ha), I am obsessed to the point it isn't even funny anymore. I want to throw him against the wall, make him soup, squeeze him until he explodes, buy him hats, consume everything there is to know about him, including him and even then it wouldn't be enough.
Is this what you guys have to go through with characters when you call them blorbos?? If so then I am deeply sorry that in my shallow understanding I ever thought to have come close to the knowledge of what it means to be exposed to a blorbo.
This is hell and I am suffering. And yet I take the plunge deeper voluntarily every time.
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