#sobs 🥹

[moltage]

he.. ..... . ..

[writingbluerose]

TWST DRABBLE #19

Ace and Deuce who are your friends, and the only ones that call you by your name

You've been Prefect for so long, you quickly realized no one would see you as nothing else but that. It's always 'Hey Prefect!' 'Can you help with me this Prefect?' 'How are you Prefect?' You got used to it faster though, after all, if it's at least Grim and the ghosts who call you by your name that's more than enough for you

Until that night

The day someone else saw you for something else but the oh so attentive Prefect you always were, and those, were your first friends

Ace and Deuce always stuck to you, even more after the abandoned mine incident, you've soon come to realize that that was the starting point of your friendship. But at first, they were the same as others : when you stepped on those rusty stairs of the Ramshackle dorm in the warm morning, you always heard the same thing : “Mornin' Prefect!” and it had been like that for a long while, the name that was bestowed upon you was the only thing that came out of their mouths ; Until it wasn't

You don't remember when it started, sometime perhaps after a short while of the second overblot happening maybe. You took that a little harder than Riddle's ( speaking of which, who was attentive to you and looked out for you to be in your best health ) and had gained a scar thanks to Leona's powerful unique magic. You had forgave him though, ( as much as you could ) that's what you always did, forgive and forget, after all, even Crowley said so himself 'It is better that way! Holding grudges does nothing to satisfy you!' so he said

One night, you were sitting with the two in the living room of the dorm, Grim snoozing away on the couch you were all sitting in front of, in a warm makeshift tent, with pillows, lights and whatever else you could find around. Nothing could be heard in the room except the laughs and chatting of the three of you. Ace and Deuce were having a blast, you were tired, but you never let it show, after all, this time was precious for all of you, you were friends were you not? that's what you think after all, even if it might not be true. Their voices started getting muffled and your vision got blurry, were you falling asleep or simply just passing out from exhaustion? You didn't know, maybe these two overblots really did leave a mark that went deeper than you thought

It was when you heard a voice did you snap out of it, a call, something you never thought you'd hear while in this unknown world “Hey, Y/N you okay? You seem out of it” A warm hand on your shoulder “If you want to sleep we don't blame you, after all there's no way these overblots didn't leave a mark. We'll be quiet, promise” It took you a few seconds to register the words, and after you did it was the first time you felt it “Hey!-wh- why are you crying!? Did we say something wrong?!” Deuce was the first one to react, a funny reaction, you'd laugh if you could, Ace was second, as he shifted over to you and patted you on your back“Hey Y/N it's okay, we understand, we got you, you can let it out” Again that damned name of yours, did they really saw you as something else but the Prefect who cleans up after everything and everyone? Were they true friends? Will they stay?

And after you felt their warm bodies close to yours, hugging you tight, you realized that yes, they will stay, you know they will

© writingbluerose 2025

[drolta]

I just noticed the name of Sammie’s band at the end of Sinners…

[kik1draws]

Oh boy, to take a bath with these hot men? Am I in heaven…?🥹😭

[starkwlkr]

me: i’m too tough to cry

*shows me this pic of baby seb*

[jinikaris]

dominATE hyunlix moments  ───‎ ‎♡ ⋆｡˚ 52 // - ✧ MELBOURNE [x]

[erabu-san]

Thinking like her master

[srnileforme]

THAMEPO OUR LAST BEAT FAN PARTY

[livelovecaliforniadreams]

+Bonus

[icangotwiceashigh]

Just over here thinking about how Jeremy and Andrew, two people that were constantly shown they weren’t anyones first choice, end up with Jean and Neil, two people that constantly had their right to choose taken away.

Jeremy and Andrew get to experience being chosen first over and over again and Jean and Neil get to choose them over and over again.

And then all four of them are probably so in disbelief at the privilege it is to be with the other.

And they get to choose each other every day for the rest of their lives.

I’m a wreck.

[witchofthemidlands]

Me watching Midnight for the first time aged 8:

Me watching Wild Blue Yonder for the first time aged 24:

[drolta]

“My sons. The Fates are just after all.”

[thebramblewood]

Pose by @fallstaticexit (with minor tweaks by me)! Uncropped and inspo under the cut.

[notafanjustpassionate]

are you kidding me?? I'm gonna cry 😭😭

[petaltexturedskies]

When Hades decided he loved this girl he built for her a duplicate of earth, everything the same, down to the meadow, but with a bed added. Everything the same, including sunlight, because it would be hard on a young girl to go so quickly from bright light to utter darkness Gradually, he thought, he’d introduce the night, first as the shadows of fluttering leaves. Then moon, then stars. Then no moon, no stars. Let Persephone get used to it slowly. In the end, he thought, she’d find it comforting. A replica of earth except there was love here. Doesn’t everyone want love? He waited many years, building a world, watching Persephone in the meadow. Persephone, a smeller, a taster. If you have one appetite, he thought, you have them all. Doesn’t everyone want to feel in the night the beloved body, compass, polestar, to hear the quiet breathing that says I am alive, that means also you are alive, because you hear me, you are here with me. And when one turns, the other turns— That’s what he felt, the lord of darkness, looking at the world he had constructed for Persephone. It never crossed his mind that there’d be no more smelling here, certainly no more eating. Guilt? Terror? The fear of love? These things he couldn’t imagine; no lover ever imagines them. He dreams, he wonders what to call this place. First he thinks: The New Hell. Then: The Garden. In the end, he decides to name it Persephone’s Girlhood. A soft light rising above the level meadow, behind the bed. He takes her in his arms. He wants to say I love you, nothing can hurt you but he thinks this is a lie, so he says in the end you’re dead, nothing can hurt you which seems to him a more promising beginning, more true.

Louise Glück, from "A Myth of Devotion" in Poems 1962-2012

[heyimboredtalktome]

if this isn't the face of someone looking at a person they are deeply in love with then idk what is thank u for coming to my ted talk