#so hauntingly beautiful

[pimsri]

See, this is all I ever wanted for you. For both of us.

[teardropsonsmyguitar]

epiphany deserves more than dust, i mean, hello whats not clicking? keep your life, son! you dream of some epiphany! some things you just can't speak about! just one single glimpse of relief, to make some sense of what you've seen!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

[jeyneofpoole]

rat king

[destiny-islanders]

a beginning (comic version!)

animatic version here!

[maybe-boys-do-love]

Ride (Chotun Puttipong) is just an anonymous delivery driver. His helmet, his headlessness, even his name all alienate him from any personal identity. He is simply the labor he provides and nothing more. When Tarnsai (Jennie Panhan) cares enough to appreciate his work (that he would drive late in the rain when others weren't willing) and offer him a cup of coffee (a gesture that has more personal meaning rather than just the money he's earned) he removes his helmet to reveal a face, a real human being, that Tarnsai can form a connection with.

People often misunderstand Marxism as anti-labor, when it's chief concern is actually the dehumanization of the people who are laboring. Peaceful Property is so profoundly interested in remembering the human lives of forgotten laborers. They had struggles and loved ones and dreams and faces. They dreamed of better lives, of homes they could go to when all the work was done. But it's not just the ghosts. Look at how the team had to investigate through pages of renters' names to find Tarnsai because the landlord had no relationship to the tenets. Marxist alienation is about the loneliness everyone can feel when we're limited to these empty commodified relationships.

[livwritesstuff]

a snippet of the hadestown au i'll never be confident enough to fully write

“Robin,” Eddie begged (probably a bit too desperately given the circumstances), “Robin-Robin-Robin, you’ve betrayed me.”

Robin sighed as she turned to face him.

“How have I betrayed you, Eddie?” she asked, “Honestly.”

Eddie didn’t respond, just gestured wordlessly at the man currently sitting in a booth on the other side of the bar that Robin had just led him into.

The most gorgeous (handsome, beautiful, sexy, attractive, hot, whatever) man Eddie had ever laid his humble eyes upon.

“I’ve told you loads about him, Eddie,” Robin replied, wrapping a hand around her wrist and trying to tug him away from the door.

“Yeah. You’ve told me all about how nice and funny and sweet he is, and how he’s a kindergarten teacher and how he puts most of his paycheck right back into his classroom and how he volunteers at that learning center downtown and he likes to cook and he gardens. He gardens, Rob. You didn’t tell me he’s also the hottest person I’ve ever seen in real life.”

Robin, the bastard that she is, only muttered, "Gross," and rolled her eyes as she finally succeeded in dislodging Eddie from where he’s feet had been planted on the somewhat sticky floor and getting him moving towards the booth.

“Robin,” he hissed.

“Just be cool,” she hissed back, “If you’re even capable of that.”

“I’m cool,” Eddie insisted, “I’m so cool.”

And then Robin is shoving him into the booth (across from Steve, thankfully) and sliding in next to him.

“Steve, this is Eddie,” she said, “Eddie – Steve.”

“Hey man,” Steve says, “Nice to meet you finally. Robin’s told me loads.”

Steve is grinning and it’s reaching all the way to his eyes, and they’re big and bright and brown and meeting his own eyes in full and it’s making Eddie’s heart thrum in a way he hasn’t really ever felt before, and someone should really revoke his allowed to speak freely card at least for a minute or two so he can't say something stupid, but nobody does so he says —

“Dude, I’m gonna marry you someday.”

Steve’s eyebrows fly up, but, if anything, his grin only gets wider as he looks at Robin.

“Rob – when you said this guy was crazy, I didn’t think you meant this crazy.”

Robin only gives him a resigned shrug.

“Not one of you listens to me.”

[just-a-girl-07]

☆ 2005

[nonamxix]

"Wait for the signal, and I'll meet you after dark"

[pandalilysavior]

“Time continued to pass. He never did fall in love again”

oh so you want me to kill myself ? you want me to END MY LIFE ???

ahb never truly leaves my mind

[frogwiththephatahh]

Lines from Epic that absolutely destroy me every single time

"A cave! You're saying there's a cave where we could feast?" (Just because I know that's coming) "Yes, you shall be the final man to die" (mostly because we're at the thunder saga now and Ody literally is the last man standing just...ahhh) Polites' rasping, broken "Cap...tain..." followed by "He's got a club...he's got a club!" "Since you claim you're so much wiser, why's your life spent all alone? You're alone!" "Cause the end always justifies the means/Everything's changed since Polites" The crew screaming "Captain!" as Poseidon destroys the other ships. "I keep thinking of the infant from that night...I keep thinking of the infant from that night..." Odysseus' wistful "Polites..." when Polites appears in the Underworld. "I'm right here, mom, can't you see? I'm waiting" (this genuinely made me tear up the first time I heard it and I still cry when I try to sing along) "And if I gotta drop another infant from a wall in an instant so we all don't die- then I'll become the monster!" "Cut off their tails! We're ending this now. Throw their bodies back in the water- Let them drown." (fucking BRUTAL) "Eurylochus, light up six tourches" Also, you can HEAR the crewmates screaming as Scylla grabs them during "Scylla" and it's haunting. Before I get into the MANY that Mutiny has, I've gotta give a shout out to Jorge and Armando for the insanely emotional and moving acting they deliver during this song. It's a masterpiece. "Use your wits to try and say I'm crazy and mad" the DESPERATION in Eury's voice I can't "Say something!" "I can't!"

"This statue...the God of the Sun. Don't know where it's from, but here's where we found all these cows to hunt" I read The Odyssey long before listening to Epic and knowing exactly where this was going made me shudder "Please don't tell me you're about to do what I think you'll do" One of many callbacks to other songs in Mutiny "Ody, we're never gonna get to make it home, you know it's true" "I'm tired, my friend!" Armando I hate you /aff "Eurylochus, no! You've doomed us. You've doomed us all, Eurylochus!" followed by Eurylochus softly saying, "captain?" And of course we can't forget "Captain?" "I have to see her" "But we'll die" "I know" In conclusion, I love this musical

[my-darling-boy]

Have you had any ✨Ghost Experiences✨ in Scotland yet? Meet any new ghosts???

Ohhhh plenty, but far too many to list without going off on a ramble haha

We’ve done many overnights in castles and old buildings up and down the UK with a team of investigators which has led to really neat experiences, some of them absolutely poignant. I think my favourite interaction has been with a sweetheart of a young seaman called William aboard the RRS Discovery docked in Dundee, also the best K2 session I’ve ever had was there. But yeah, various castles, historic buildings, manors, prisons, etc with some really fascinating results.

I do like how it’s also putting the mediumship to the test which is something I still don’t really like bringing up in general to people but I have apparently shocked investigators/employees at these places with describing events, people, and other things with detail that is not even public or only known privately by people who frequent that location. Nearly all locations I’ve never been to and make a point not to read up on them before I go, which makes these instances more compelling? I often don’t even know the significance of what I’m (sheepishly) describing only to be told I just described a specific thing that happened in a room when there’s no way I could know about said thing. One of the best instances of this was on the RRS Discovery when trailing behind the group in the lower decks, I stopped suddenly. It felt as though something SMACKED very hard and very sudden right where I was standing, someone had lost their life in this very spot. I thought with the boilers around perhaps someone had been hit somehow and died or maybe fallen from the above platform and hit their head on the metal below but was told there were no known records of someone dying in that room and that the platforms didn’t exist at the time. I was perplexed by this as I was 100% sure something had happened there but I just ignored it, maybe I was wrong. We get up to the top deck finally and are told about a boy who, in 1901, tragically fell from the crows nest and died. The investigator and I suddenly realised I had been standing directly below the spot he would have hit on the upper deck when he fell. Another would be a nice young man I’d encountered at a private castle who seemed to be wearing some sort of chainmail and white tunic, followed me around for most of the night, and at one point I picked up on a story about a strange looking gold disc with all these markings on it on the alter in the chapel which he immediately told me not to ask about and refused to elaborate more, I had no idea why he was so adamant about this. I later learned after enquiry the castle historians have documented the place being used by the Templars and it’s a private fact at this location that the Templars have buried artefacts beneath the castle they are working to recover… most notably, beneath the chapel. I’d be talking for ages if I described the other occurrences, but that’s one I’ll always remember!

All and all, I do actually recommend doing it, even if you don’t believe in the stuff, because you get entire historic locations basically all to yourself, at night, which is cooler. I once sat for nearly an hour in a 200 year old jail on the floor, in the dark, at 2 AM, just chilling. On free roam while everyone is usually at base, I’ve been able to explore places by myself, in the dark, opening doors to rooms not even shown to us, panning my torch to old paintings and artefacts in basements to attics and bedrooms and so much more. I’ve sat alone in century old ships and played sea shanties which echoed hauntingly down the passageways. Sprawled out in the pews of medieval chapels in the pitch dark, wandered dark castle corridors alone, sometimes I’ll sing out old songs and just listen to it drift out through the halls and rooms. You feel like some character in a novel, it’s quite a liminal space! Like all these places where so many other people came before you, where people lived and died, sometimes even right where you’re sitting, and you’re able to lay out on the stones in the dark with it all and just feel connected to it yk?

Anyway that still ended up being a ramble HAHA so yeah! I recommend it for both believers and those less inclined because at the end of the day, you’ve basically got several hours of private access to historical locations, at night, no tourists, and sometimes to places the public isn’t allowed at all, and hey maybe something Strange will happen while you’re alone in the darkness.

[zoestarlings]

your lips look dry... come, i will give you a kiss inspired by plague’s quote from pathologic 2, my other favorite game of all times

[empty-dream]

[tastethesetears]

So I kept it to myself. Fell in this spiral that was less like a swan dive and more like the aftermath of a mid-air collision. I gave Wednesday bits here and there to keep her floating in calm waters because she had no place navigating this wasteland with me. It was dishonest especially considering how we had promised to always tell each other when something was wrong. But this was where I drew the line. If what I thought had happened was what had actually happened to me then there wasn't any way I could tell her. Not entirely. And even if entirely, not right now.

Myth by @anotherbluesunday

[iwanthermidnightz]

lana performing hope is a dangerous thing for a woman to have - but I have it with jack as a hologram | coachella 2024

[d20-lesbian]

I will NEVER not tear up when listening to live performances of Skeleton Appreciation Day, when all of the instruments are silenced for a moment and you can hear EVERYONE sing "give me all your LSD" in this gorgeous, melancholy chorus. Something about it man I don't even know. It's such a gorgeous display of humanity in a way... it's so incredible.

I'm so phenomenally normal about all this I swear to you