regretsofaghost
The Gratifying Relief Of Being Forgotten
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They/Them pronouns.I'm 23
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regretsofaghost · 7 minutes ago
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modern!charles would text edwin pictures of, like, otters holding paws with the caption “u & me :—)” & those “me when I look at u:🥹🥰😭” memes Before he even realizes he wants to kiss Edwin on the mouth, btw. edwin thinks he is the Loveliest Best Friend of All Time & saves each & every one to his camera roll
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regretsofaghost · 27 minutes ago
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regretsofaghost · 43 minutes ago
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Charles Rowland (Pre-Canon Feelings Realization)
So they dance. They dance, Edwin leading Charles around the room, Edwin's hand at Charles' waist, their gloved hands against each other, and it's not like any concert he's ever been to. The bass line isn't shivering through his veins. The drum isn't kicking his teeth through his skull.
No, there's something else rising within him as the singer croons touch me with your naked hand or touch me with your glove . Something that feels so similar to something Charles has felt before, something that could overwhelm if he just looked at it the wrong way. The sort of thing that his father would ruin him for more than any single cassette tape ever could. The sort of thing that could have killed him, if he was alive.
But Charles doesn't want these feelings burning in his chest to splatter over Edwin. He doesn't ever want Edwin’s curiosity, his excitement, his tentative joy, to be overshadowed by the sort of dread, the sort of angry, shivering shadow, that Charles has carried since long before his father smashed his cassette tape in with that hammer.
-aletterinthenameofsanity, dance me through the panic ('til I'm gathered safely in)
Dance me to your beauty with a burning violin
Dance me through the panic 'til I'm gathered safely in
Touch me with your naked hand or touch me with your glove
Dance me to the end of love
-Leonard Cohen, Dance Me to the End of Love
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regretsofaghost · 59 minutes ago
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Having rewatched Pirates of the Carribean several times, I have noticed something interesting. Will Turner is often the only survivor of massive shipwrecks, like the one that killed his mother or the one with the kraken. Other times even when hes alone he survives drowning in ways he really has no right to, like the destruction of the Interceptor. He just often conveniently finds a perfect sized piece of driftwood or something. Remember what Calypso said? About him having a “touch of destiny?” I think that the sea could never kill him, will always cradle him and protect him, because all along he was destined to be the captain of the Flying Dutchman. The sea could no more kill him than a human could cut off their own arm.
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regretsofaghost · 1 hour ago
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Owning a black cat is awesome because you’ll leave the bathroom and The Shape will be waiting for you
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regretsofaghost · 2 hours ago
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i saved a post as draft and it disappeared??????
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regretsofaghost · 2 hours ago
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Gav’s Tavern Hi, I hope you like this. It is different from what I usually do. Also it was a lot of work.
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regretsofaghost · 2 hours ago
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"Do Not Stand at My Grave and Weep" by Mary Elizabeth Frye
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regretsofaghost · 2 hours ago
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my other grounding technique is remembering that the earliest abolitionists & the earliest suffragists had no proof that the world would ever make possible what they fought for and indeed many of them did not live to see it come to pass. and yet they did not succumb to despair so it would be disrespectful to their memory to let it overtake me
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regretsofaghost · 3 hours ago
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if you're cringing at the genre conventions of the genre you are writing in then why the hell are you writing in it. either have something substantial to say about those conventions or shut the hell up! i will not cringe alongside you at superhero powers and spaceship battles and big eldritch worms and bone magic. i came to this story to SEE that shit and I don't appreciate it when an author tries to pretend they're above the very things they're selling themselves on
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regretsofaghost · 3 hours ago
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Every one adores you, at least I do.
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regretsofaghost · 3 hours ago
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me watching 'gratuitous' sex and violence and ''problematic representation'' in my shows and movies made for adults
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regretsofaghost · 3 hours ago
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coming up with an au were a dead character lives but shaking my head while i do it so everyone watching knows i support the role their death played in the narrative and consider it a legitimate writing choice
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regretsofaghost · 4 hours ago
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remembering the time I called american psycho (a satirical film about toxic masculinity) a dark comedy and the overwhelming response was 'oh so u think men killing sex workers is funny? u think THAT'S funny?' like no I find a patrick batemen listening to 'i'm walking on sunshine', killing jared leto while wearing a clear raincoat and giving a dissertation on huey lewis n the news, using 'I need to return some video tapes' to get out of awkward situations, throwing a hissy fit about business cards, dropping a chainsaw down a flight of stairs, thinking an atm is telling him to feed it cats, and crying hysterically under a desk is funny. but thank u for ur wonderful insight
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regretsofaghost · 4 hours ago
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An excerpt from ‘Etcetera,’ by E.E. Cummings 
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regretsofaghost · 4 hours ago
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does anyone wanna hold hands until we feel a little braver
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regretsofaghost · 5 hours ago
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When I was little I had an irrational fear of when you tried to turn off your Windows XP and the screen would gradually turn Grey as you choose which power option to enter
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That shit was SCARY!!!
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