#the forbidden library

[best-childhood-book]

[missinyouiskillingme]

I mean, at the end of the day, what the hell does it matter who I end up with if it can't be you?

Tabitha Suzuma, Forbidden

[random-mdzs-thoughts-dumpster]

People say JGY betrayed LXC's trust by using the song of turmoil, but the fact that he could sneak into the forbidden library and remember everything he saw there, yet the only time he did it (as far as we know) was to kill someone who was threatening his life, was very cool of him actually.

[pratchettquotes]

The Librarian forced the page open and chained it down. The book tried to snap at him.

Its contents had made it what it was. Evil and trecherous.

It contained forbidden knowledge.

Well, not actually forbidden. No one had ever gone so far as forbidding it. Apart from anything else, in order to forbid it you'd have to know what it was, which was forbidden. But it definitely contained the sort of information which, once you knew it, you wished you hadn't.

Terry Pratchett, Moving Pictures

[imsickoftheseadults]

A Forbidden Love

Why is our love forbidden?

Why I can’t just hold your hand tightly as I always wanted?

Why can’t I just be held through the night by your unbelievable warm arms?

Why can’t you be crazy with me all the time?

Why can’t you be mine?

Why can’t you stop being so beautiful all the time?

Why can’t I stop feeling jealous when I see people looking at you in the same way that I do?

Why can’t I be like you?

Why you don’t stop seeing me as just a friend?

I’m tired, you know?

Tired to pretend that I don’t care about what you think about me

Because goddammit I do care

So why?

Why can’t we freeze this moment?  

The moment when your hands are on over my waist tightly and mine are on your shoulders and we just keeping glaring at each other.

The seconds turn into hours just because I’m looking at you, at your soul.

Why? Why?

Why love is so complicated?

Why love can’t be easy like it seems?

Why I can’t love you?

Why You can’t love me?

Why our love is forbidden?

[jeoncanis]

Something about the forbidden-romance trope looks so appealing to me, it's like- "I know, I can't have you but I'm gonna love you anyway."

[binah-beloved]

i wonder how binah would react to us trying to hide our injuries from her? maybe out of not wanting to make her worry

with a cacophony of emotions- rage, fear, concern- before finally settling on a question. why? why would you hide this from her, when you're fully aware that she can help? she remains silent as she pulls you into an empty room, sitting you down firmly in a chair and internally wondering what could possess you to do something so foolish

Binah turns back to you and you give her a small, weak wave, and her cold, uncaring facade cracks as she quietly asks her question

her eyes soften a fraction when you grimace and reply that you didn't want to worry her. she's already so busy, after all, she shouldn't be thinking about the condition of one of her many underlings. there's a careful pressure on your hands, Binah's fingers curling inwards to hold yours as she stands, looking down at you stoically and clearing her throat

"...How are you feeling?"

[celerythrowaway]

I pondered on whether or not I liked this flag design, and I do! So,

Transvaultdweller!

-Where one wishes or believes they are a vault dweller from any of the vaults from the Fallout Franchise. Whether they are a regular vault dweller or an overseer varies from folkel to folkel.

Folkel are free to make variations of this flag for the various existing vaults, I merely had a hard time picking which vault I was only going to make a flag for before making this. /Gen

For real though? Ever since the first episode of the Fallout show, I got to thinking, and it makes sense that I myself am a transvaultdweller! So now you know a fun fact about the princess of the Sun, other than the fact it has a wife :D /pos

[midnightfreedom]

Reading a book is not enough.

I want to go inside the book and feel the tremor in my hand as I hold the gaze of a forbidden live.

♡✧˚ ༘ ⋆｡♡˚

[z-gone-mad]

In GtN, after Protesilaus is exposed for being a piloted corpse:

Harrow said to him, slowly: “Undoing the Cavalier’s bodywork should have killed her. It would’ve been an incredible shock to her system.”

When Harrow first speaks up, she does so slowly, more thinking out loud than delivering a refute. Of course, there’s no telling as to whether she is reiterating was in the book she had found on the Ninth, but what if she was speaking from experience?

In the three months after initially receiving the letter, Gideon notes Harrow’s predominant absence and her declining physical state. We also don’t have any mention of Priamhark or Pelleamena until Harrow announces that they will continue their penitence somewhere hidden away.

What if Harrow had finally undone her seven-year-long puppet strings? She would have had to, seeing as she would be travelling several planets over for God knows how long (kidding, no he doesn’t). According to her, beguiling corpses are an act that no normal necromancer can fulfill, yet ten y/o Harrow pulls it off twice then sustains it (which she notes would be difficult if the heads of the Seventh were working in concert to do).

Even as an extremely powerful necromancer, the utter shock undoing two of those corpses after YEARS of sustaining them would account for Harrow growing leaner and physically haggard. The fact that these corpses are her parents would account for her growing meaner, and probably contributed to the way she acts at Canaan. Combining these two would deftly explain her absence.

Harrow being Harrow, there is not a doubt in my mind that studying in those three months also contributed her her decline, but food for thought, yk?

[dellcomics]

loaded Dell Comics display, 1962

[best-childhood-book]

[blackfoxmyths]

In the realm where hearts entwine,

A melody of desire, so divine.

Amidst the verses, a tangled confession,

Of a love marked by sweet obsession.

Am I lost in the labyrinth of my mind?

A symphony of passion, beautifully entwined.

Whispers of secrets, dark and sublime,

A dance with demons, a forbidden rhyme.

Through the night, wild and young,

Our souls entangled, songs unsung.

In your gaze, a fierce addiction,

A love adorned with contradiction.

Scars etched on skin, a tale untold,

A canvas of memories, both silver and gold.

In the shadows where secrets reside,

A love so complicated, we cannot hide.

Feel the rhythm, the pulse, the beat,

A connection profound, bittersweet.

In your touch, I find salvation,

A Novocaine kiss, a sweet temptation.

Forever echoes in the silent spaces,

A promise made in intimate embraces.

Between the sheets, our sanctuary,

A love whispered, soft and airy.

Amidst the chaos, a love unique,

A flame burning, passionate and sleek.

Let the words linger, like a sweet refrain,

In the poetry of love, where we remain.

- blackfoxmyths

[sweetheart-i-lostinfiction]

anyone have any mystery fantasy book recs??

[mumblesplash]

back on my amv bullshit :)))

song is beat the love by autoheart (lyrics included under the cut bc they're like 90% of the reason for this song choice and also kinda hard to hear)

[Verse 1] Been shocked into a state of delirium words cannot describe I am Jekyll filled with disagreement, you are Mr. Hyde Yeah, there's something running through me, it's incredibly strong An electrifying feeling that I've known all along A burning realization that our incoordination is corrupt

[Chorus] I cannot be what you want me to be Let our cannonball, rise up and fall I cannot see what you want me to see So you beat the love right out of me

[Verse 2] I've had a fistful of your knee jerk reactions, always jumping the gun I can't be accountable for everything that you have undone There's a window of opportunity for us to move on But you're constantly reminding me of what I do wrong Pot calling kettle black, here’s to yet another attack, and that’ll be that

[Chorus] I cannot be what you want me to be Let our cannonball, rise up and fall I cannot see what you want me to see So you beat the love right out of me

I cannot be what you want me to be Let our cannonball, rise up and fall I cannot see what you want me to see So you beat the love right out of me

Oh, yes, you beat the love right out of me Oh, yes, you beat the love right out of me

[deadpoetsdeath]

“I loved you so much, that I thought you were the meaning of my life. I thought that people were put on Earth to find other people, and I was put on Earth to find you. To find you, and touch your skin, and smell your breath, and hear all your thoughts. But I don't think that's true anymore. Because I don't want to be meant for someone like you.”

— Taylor Jenkins Reid, The Seven Husbands of Evelyn Hugo