#written considerations

[hathaway-hayes]

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In a town where tornadoes always seem happen -

I find a road, With a house at the end, But I cannot call it, “home.”

It has a bed, a once dirty bed, Where two very clean people now dream, But I cannot allow an hour to sleep.

Where one whispers sin, the other can’t hear, The other, one hymn, and unrequited - Yet I cannot know, I cannot answer;

For they live in a town where tornadoes Always seem to happen. And from this town, the winds have stolen.

Me.

And only me.

- Hathaway Hayes (2024)

[kidgillis]

Darling, that boy doesn't have to be mean to prove he likes you.

Honey, that guy doesn't have to be disrespectful to prove he cares for you.

Beloved, that man doesn't have to be toxic to prove he loves you.

I hope you know you deserve so much more than that, love.

[sincerelysharon]

I wonder if there are any poems left in me. They seem to have dried up, hollowed me out and fled.

the crunch of tree bark under your boot, the taste of eucalyptus in the air after heavy rain and the ache at your temples after a long day at work // archaic remains 71

[kirkshiresloss]

04.22 (original acrylic on 24x30 cotton canvas) "Summer Breeze"

Where are you right now?

Not your location.

Not your 10 toes planted.

Not your weary bones resting.

Do you know where you are?

I do.

As long as I'm with you.

-kirkshiresloss

[manicpixiedeadgirl]

so i'll press my palms above my lids,

and through the holes swear not to peek, 

tap my shoes the shiny shade of red enough times, 

til it's the hundredth candid of us,

imprinting our skin onto the grass-strewn field,

smiling with our sets of leftover baby teeth,

our "problems" in endless games of houses as heard from adults 

things had no choice but to be right,

and we'd embody the colors of the setting sun,

grabbing at it quickly and hungrily our grubby little fingers.

-exiles of playground kingdom

-caela m.

[alexdelormepoetry]

Kiss me if you love me

[ask-the-rag-dolly]

i'm going to be honest what you all have been doing is harmful to her wellbeing and will have considerable impacts going forward and yes i am saying this right as it's too late to change it , you're welcome everybody

[kingtheghast]

Martyn shrank into his armor slightly. Fuck. He was an idiot. “Ah.”

TL;DR - Martyn is a warlock mercenary who stumbles through a gate to the Plane of Faerie, and accidentally indebts himself to the local Archfey lord, King Ren. Shenanigans ensue.

My pieces for @mcytblraufest from the renchanting duo fic, to bedevil and beguile, by @eternalduos

[yandere-daydreams]

With all the respect and love for your writing in the world, I would not count the neutral votes. The thought of you writing that fills me with horror and disgust, but I did vote neutral because it’s your blog and ultimately your choice. If, however, you’re going to count the neutrals as part of the yes group, I’m going in to change my vote to no. I love your writing, but that’s a level of depravity that makes me physically ill and I will not be part of its arrival. That is a slippery slope and I want off the sled.

girl it's just urine calm down.

[shima-draws]

Actually genuinely started crying when Luffy almost said he wanted Usopp off the ship and then Sanji interrupted and yelled at him. What the hell. This shit is so sad what the FUCK bro

[futuretrain]

i don't know how to fucking explain it to you but scott not waiting hand and foot on stiles and coming to personally kiss his every booboo is not scott being "unsupportive" or a "shitty friend" especially when he continues to stand by his friend for every season of this whole show jfc

[greenerteacups]

What do you think as Hermione's career would be post battle of Hogwarts? To me her being minister for magic really doesn't make sense. She does not have patience or tact to wade through murky waters of politics 😭😭

So hard to say! The Trio are so, so young when we leave them, I find it almost impossible to project their futures farther than a few years out. The job that suited me at 17 would be radically unsuited to me now. That's why of all the Trio, Ron's ending strikes me as the most realistic — he jumps straight into the save-the-world business again, burns out, realizes he's actually Done The Fuck Enough, Thanks, and pivots into a low-stress career where he gets to see his family a lot. Feels accurate! The others are weirder to me because they do seem to just... pick a lane and stay there.

With Hermione, you could spin her a couple ways. You could say that she leans into her bookish side and does research or teaching, which is not my preference for a couple reasons (namely, I don't think Hermione would like academia as a profession; she finds her classwork interesting and enjoys intellectual validation, but she'd be stifled and wasted in a DPhil program, and she'd be infuriated by the administrative politicking of your average higher-ed faculty). You could say that she gets disaffected with politics and ends up as a barrister or a lobbyist of some kind, but if anything that requires more political finesse, because you don't actually have institutional power, you're just handling the people who make decisions and trying to persuade them of your goals. This is not Hermione's preferred method of influence. She's not even particularly good at persuasion, she just happens to be smart enough (and right often enough) that people take her ideas seriously.

Or you could say her brashness fades with the years into a softened flavor of tell-you-like-it-is honesty, which some politicians actually do successfully trade on; as we see in British politics today, you don't have to be all that charming or clever to get ahead, you just need to be really driven and well-connected (which Hermione completely is; she fought shoulder-to-shoulder with the first postwar Minister and her bestie, the Literal Messiah, runs the Auror Office.) But I don't know if Hermione especially wants to be Minister, after the war. She's just watched years of horrendous bureaucratic incompetence plunge the country into a violent civil conflict. She's had not one, but two Ministers of Magic try to bully or shame her friends into complicity with fascism. Her view of government is... likely extremely dark.

But Hermione also isn't the kind of person who sees her life as a quest for happiness. Babygirl has a savior complex that makes Harry look selfish. (She basically kills her parents — yeah, obliviating is a form of murder, #changemymind — "for their own good," and justifies every batshit, vindictive, mean-spirited move she ever pulls on the grounds that it "helps" one of her friends.) She is a mean, lean, dragon-slaying machine, and she needs a dragon. After Voldemort, the Ministry is the no. 1 threat to muggle-borns and non-wizarding Beings. As a war heroine with basically infinite political capital, I'd be surprised if she didn't try to do something there. That said, Hermione is so vivacious and dynamic that she could potentially grow in a hundred different directions; it's possible that all of this, while true of her at 18, becomes completely inaccurate by 22. That's why I'm not too fussed about any particular fanon interpretation.

[an-80s-crow]

might as well post this here actually if im gonna be a tumblr fanfic guy

Summary:

The thing was big, much bigger than a normal dog, even soaked to the bone, but not quite big enough to be a wolf. It stood unmoving, unnervingly still. Brown, almost black eyes staring him down. If he looked hard enough, John thought he could see the red glow of his cigarette reflected there. For a moment, he was transported elsewhere, to another pair of strangely reflective dark eyes and the smell of slightly worse quality tobacco. To another brick building in another small town, to rough skin on gentle hands.

Or, Some fucking dog keeps showing up soap's side gig while he's on leave. It reminds him just a bit too much of someone he knows, and he proceeds to be super really normal about it.

[spineless-lobster]

I am half way through all quiet on the western front why did none of you tell me that bäumer was very gay for kat? Was I just supposed to find out myself?

[manicpixiedeadgirl]

graveyard boy//graveyard (pt.1)

their love was long dead.

but sometimes he came by the grave,

placing fresh flowers

as if waiting,

wishing for them to sprout new buds of hope for what's been gone.

-graveyard boy

-caela m.

[alexdelormepoetry]

Lumiere

Light

Nightmare

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Alex Delorme