#it has me crying screaming throwing up etc

[vaimetanyx]

Oh how wonderful, how terrifying, to be loved to destruction

The full quote can be found here

[aeviann]

I come forth bearing the joyous news of another absolutely perfect bird fanfic that my beloved bestie @fideliahoney has published. Of course I had to draw for it in tandem with her writing process, because how could I not when it dips into my favourite guilty pleasure rarepair that is Tibarn/Naesala.

Please go read it on Ao3 if you like crack with sexy birds treated seriously that also involves Naesala having tattoos

[tired-and-swaggy]

my jaw is on the floor. wasteland, baby! era how i’ve missed you so <333

[instantpansies]

formal literary analysis is just fanfic for nerds

[canniefish]

ok...... i have to say it... my second claimed fic for the #TLTBRE (going up with my art on Thursday) is 20k+ of some of the most twisted touching heartbreaking stuff I've read in this fandom ever and I'm unbearably hyped for people other than myself to read it. so hyped i couldnt keep it in. i had to commit a meme or 2 on a side supporting character.

[iiboronii]

I was SO unwell about I've Got A Dark Alley last night that my friend had to check up on me. Like it was just playing on repeat for hours and I almost cried. Anyways I feel like tonight will probably destroy all the fobbies super bad. And I'll miss all of you so much. I'll miss the live updates so much as we all watch streams together. Let's all be friends forever? I'm making friendship bracelets as we speak for each and every one of you. This might sound a little silly but I've loved this band for years and I forget sometimes what it's like to be part of a community that also loves them. But I feel like fobblr welcomed me with its arms wide open. It's been so real. Watching these streams with everyone and constantly refreshing my dash has been SUCH a wild experience but I've loved every second of it. I wouldn't trade it for the world. I love you all so much and I never want this tour to end, but tonight is the night. I'm not ready for it. I don't think any of us are.

[mrcspectr]

Did anyone notice how in the scene where Steven finds out that his mom died….. he goes through all the 5 stages of grief……..

1- denial “it’s not true, my mum is alive” 2- anger “If you say that again, I will freak out, I promise” 3- bargaining “no, don’t call her. Please don’t bother her” 4- depression (well um when he’s crying) 5- acceptance “My mum is dead”

A Nice little detail there

Yes yes yes exactly, it's so heartbreaking but also so, so astounding.

It speaks to just who Steven is and his resilience. This is a man struck point blank with the truth, of his family, his life, his entire world. These are things he's either never been aware of, or has compartmentalized and boxed away so completely, reasoned into something else, into memories that are unrecognizable. Parts of his life he's filled in the blanks for and never looked at too closely, never picked out the finer details, never put the pieces together.

But then he died. Steven Grant died. He felt a bullet pierce his skin for the very first time and then he was gone. And now he has to see it, he has to really look. Forced to process the biggest loss of his life in seconds, made to carry a years long grief that started long before her death, that's not his but is somehow becoming theirs.

This is a man who went through the five stages of grief in seconds and stood up anyway. He could've fell apart, he could've let that pain eat away at him until there was nothing left, he could've told Marc to go on without him, to live the life that he deserved, to just be happy and take up space in a world that he wasn't made for.

But he didn't. He got up, and he lifted Marc up with him. He took his hand. And with that, he saved his family, saved the world.

Steven Grant has no fear.

[youssefguedira]

hm. well.

[andi-o-geyser]

BABE WAKE UP NEW HOZIER JUST DROPPED (i am so so normal)

[theinfinitedivides]

Won and Sang Sik are the real ride-or-die couple of this show after Won and Sa Rang and you can pry them from my cold dead f*cking hands

[thedeadthree]

— OCS AS A LOVE LANGUAGE.

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A KNIFE CALLED GRIEF.

You have left your house, you have left those people behind, but what are you going to do about the memories which have taken root in you? You can run but not without them. You want someone to sit with you on this cool marble floor while the sun burns everything.You want them to cut your rotten heart and theirs too. You want to sit with it in front of you, let them see you with all your flaws, which haven’t been your fault but you have been made to believe so, and you want them to love you anyways. Because you know you’d do that for them.

AN UNDOING INFLUENCE.

Can someone tell you what to do? You have been carrying so much love within you for so long it is starting to turn into anger (why does it matter, all you see is red anyways) and you have been dragging this body through each day and every night you are split open on your bed and it is so so so lonely. If someone were to walk in while you were on your bed that way and they stitched you back in a new way, lining the seams with their love and kisses, you’d probably find this dreary world a little more bearable. You want someone to turn you over and over until you look in the mirror and see yourself looking back at yourself with a gentleness which has been lacking in you since forever.

VIOLENT DEVOTION.

Everyone seems to think you are faithless, but the thing is you haven’t yet found someone who will bring you to your knees and make you raise your head in reverence. This world has stopped bringing you joy, you want more of the divine. You want to dedicate your entire existence to someone; you want to make them realise they are not something terrible, make them see just how much beauty they are bringing to this world. You want to be the only one for them, the only one they have chosen to love. There’s a god shaped pit inside of you and only they can fit in it. And what if they choose to walk away? Didn’t I say this was violent devotion?

A STORY THAT ENDS IN BLOOD.

The world has always been unkind, and when you have turned to yourself for comfort you have come face to face with an empty pit which seems to be laughing. You don’t care if it kills you but once you find someone whom you love and who loves you back, you will make sure nothing happens to them. They are yours. You will make a tear in this world and create a new place for you and your love if it comes to that. Because it has always been about love, and it is how it always ends.

CONSUMPTION OF A HEART UNLOVED.

Here’s a dining table, here’s a set of plates. Here’s your heart, red and bursting with love. You have tried to love people all your life, but no one seems to understand you. Your own mother perhaps forgot to teach you how to protect yourself, maybe people whom you trusted chose to look the other way when all you wanted was a hand full of love. All you want is someone to take from you, all you want is someone to dig in your heart and eat it and kiss you afterwards - bloody and red. You want them to tell you that you are what they have been looking for, you want to be the one who ends their hunger.

[wewontbesleeping]

can I just say. It blows my mind how underrated it’s time to go is in this space. you guys don’t understand this song literally makes me CRAZY like I genuinely believe it’s one of the best songs she’s ever released. every time it comes on it’s like a gut punch honestly

[omg-just-peachy]

How it feels having defeated Ticketmaster for a second time and knowing I will be seeing Taylor again in October 2024

[soldier-poet-king]

This song is for the rats

Who hurled themselves in to the ocean

When they saw that the explosives in the cargo hold

Were just about to blow

This song is for the soil

That's toxic clear down to the bedrock

Where no thing of consequence can grow

Drop your seeds there

Let them go

Let them all go

Let 'em all go

This song is for the people

Who tell their families that they're sorry

For things they can't and won't feel sorry for

And once there was a desk

And now it's in a storage locker somewhere

And this song is for the stick pins and the cottons

I left in the top drawer

Let 'em all go

Let 'em all go

I wanna sing one for the cars

That are right now headed silent down the highway

And it's dark and there is nobody driving

And something has got to give

I saw you waiting by the roadside

You didn't know that I was watching

Now you know

Let it all go

Let 'em all go

Let it all go

[a-koschyei]

she is the lady schofield first and yours nevermore. ♔. from the hoard : 𝔱𝔥𝔬𝔪𝔞𝔰 𝔰𝔠𝔥𝔬𝔣𝔦𝔢𝔩𝔡 ( @nowincolor ) , closed

❛❛ is that what you think ? ❜❜ his tone is decidedly calm, as if they were musing over something as trivial as the prospects of tomorrow's weather. ( as if he were content in a knowledge he possesses that the other does not. ) but the goading, the incandescent crackle of the oldest magic he finds catching behind thomas' eyes, strikes at something, if not its intended target: his suspicion. the vila seized the magician's heart after all. for only a fool in love would speak so brazenly to him. and she did not care to share. as she continually failed to offer any other pertinent information about his dealings. and that strikes the nerve.

❛❛ she has been my ward far longer than she has been your wife, shurin . . . ❜❜ an overly familiar name to match the paring of an overly familiar smile. here koschei pauses, measures the man in front of him, weighs his worth over the grand scheme and decides . . . better to sacrifice the pawn. light a match over this fictitious spell. watch how the marquis abandons any fanciful notions of romance, and how quickly his odile returns to her rightful bevy.

❛❛ where we come from there are vows much stronger than ones made before your god. inulya and i know which one supersedes the other, but i see this is something you will soon have to learn. ❜❜

[widevibratobitch]

a girl reads her favourite play for the hundredth time and reaches that one scene that always makes her lose her mind. 2095770658570609 injured 453378997001 dead.