Oh No, Im Actually Starting To Ship The Rare Pair I Joked About… Send Help

me waking up:

wow i can’t wait to go to sleep tonight

Unethical polyamory not in the sense that the partners aren't consenting to multiple relationships but in the sense that they kill people as a group

I love miniatures too much, someone take away my wallet

summer in georgia, s.n

on my way to go write the most tragic fic about grief and love and forgiveness and like what do you do when your husband loves you but he loves his best friend like he’s air and he dies before you can hate him or scream or love him anyway??? and like what do you do when the love of your life dies before you can ever kiss him but his wife is alive and she’s alone and you know you have to help her because he would want you too so you stay even as it fucking kills you??? and like you’re stuck with the only other person who loved this man, who is grieving him, and you can’t help but hate them and at the same time need them at your side bc who else would understand this pain?? and also two hot people co-parent an adorable child and slowly fall in love in a simple, not a world ending, way.

Saw the ending to obx4, first of all wtf??

Second of all, wtf??????????

Time to go write a poly, found family fic where everyone actually communicates and is happy, and somehow Rafe gets a semi-redemption and saves JJ bc a fucking stab wound?? After everything???

@aimseytv

My Aimsey and Guqqie art that I started a while ago, forgot about and finished! Fitting for pride month 🏳️‍🌈 (also don’t look too closely at the eyes, I suck at drawing them)

on tragedy, fate, and inevitability.

oresteia, robert icke // theatre of the oppressed, augusto boal // song of achilles, madeline miller // the book thief, markus zusak // antigone, jean anouilh // revisiting mockingjay ahead of the hunger games prequel, entertainment weekly // romeo and juliet, shakespeare // h of h playbook, anne carson // war of the foxes, richard siken // the road to hell (reprise), hadestown // planet of love, richard siken // they both die at the end, adam silvera

Do not tell me that girls cannot change the world. I grew on stories of a twelve year old Anne Frank in a cramped, silent room weaving hopeful magic with just a pen. And Ruby Bridges facing racist monsters when she was only six, to become the first African American child to desegregate an all white school. And Anandi Gopal Joshi, only 19 years old and the first woman doctor of India. And Mary Shelley changing the face of fiction forever by inventing a whole new genre at 18. I grew up on tales of girls fighting destiny, carving history with their own two hands, breaking down walls. So if my daughter ever doubts herself because she is told she cannot, I will hand her stories as a sword and faith as a shield and tell her, “You know what? They told Anne and Ruby and Anandi and Mary they couldn’t, too. And it didn’t stop them. Because nothing can stop a girl with eyes aflame with courage and a war song in her chest.”

Nikita Gill, Stories of Girls Who Changed The World

1

The warmth inside you,

Burning with growing anger,

The heat will fight back.

2

Burnt marks on your arms,

It sets ablaze, set ablaze,

Then there is nothing.

3

Death so passionate,

Another lost to the dust,

Come on, say hello.