#Loyal Lover

[driveintheaterofthemind]

Vintage Hardcover - Loyal Lover by Margaret Widdemer

Art by Edgar Franklin Wittmack

Farrar And Rinehart (1930)

[somewhereincairparavel]

To the people saying "Jason wouldn't have jumped into tartarus for Piper, like Percy did for Annabeth" as a way to demean him. Jason, plunged into the sky from the grand canyon to catch Piper in the first few pages of the lost hero without even knowing who she was, and without the knowledge that he could fly. so he basically jumped to his death attempting to catch her. In the first few pages of his journey, he didn't mind dying to save Piper, and ironically, that's also what he did in the last few pages of his journey. Y'all just be making the most out of pocket claims abt jason fr

[guzhufuren]

upcoming thai ql prayer circle 🤝🤝🤝

[stsgluver]

synopsis. you were once gojo’s girlfriend but left due to the pressures of jujutsu. now you’re back as a teacher at tokyo.

wc. 490

series link !

"blue looks good on you."

gojo knew you were there, he'd recognise your cursed energy anywhere. still, the sound of your voice after several years without startled him more than he would've cared to admit.

it looks better on you, is what he wanted to say. instead he gave you a grin, tilting his head to the side as he looked down at you. "everything looks good on me."

you laughed, and god did he miss that - the way your eyes crinkled and the way you covered your mouth with your hand. the sound of your voice was honey and it soothed his ache of being apart from you for so long.

"glad to know you're still humble, oh honoured one," you teased and gojo felt his cheeks heat up. it was an unfamiliar sensation - the feeling of embarrassment. yes, he may have once declared himself as such, but as he stood in the presence of you, he only felt honoured to be so close to you. if you moved any closer, your shoulders could've brushed against one another and he would've allowed that. infinity off.

"you're back just for an exchange event?" gojo asked with brows furrowed. his students were training for such in the field in front of you, only megumi vaguely aware of the significance you being there held.

it was the same field the two of you would sneak out to a decade prior just to watch the stars.

"didn't yaga tell you? i'm a teacher now," you quirked a brow as you watched his jaw drop, mouth slightly agape. "yeah believe me i'm just as shocked as you."

it took a moment for him to compose himself as he struggled to find the right words. "jujutsu was killing you," gojo's tone softened to just above a whisper. he was wearing glasses that had by now tipped to the edge of his nose as he studied you with those ocean blue eyes swirling with a formidable power.

your smile dropped slightly. there was no point in avoiding the elephant in the room forever. "losing you killed me."

you cleared your throat and took a step back. three and a half years of unspoken words created a wall stronger than his infinity and gojo wanted nothing more than to personally crush every brick.

nodding your head over to the practicing students, you changed the subject, "i've been assigned to help you out with the first years as i get used to being back so try to go easy on me." gojo managed to muster up a small chuckle at your jab at your different grade levels. he didn't respond, however, and turned his attention back to the students.

if he spoke, he'd be on his knees, promising you that he'd never hurt you or allow anyone else to harm you now that you were here again.

he'd lost you once and he'd be damned if he did that again.

[respectthepetty]

*stands on a box in town square*

I think Pin's adopted mom/aunt/whatever is a lesbian.

First rule of a QL (BL or GL) is everyone is queer until proven otherwise.

Second, she isn't married and for someone who keeps emphasizing the point that Anin and Pin will have to get married, why isn't she married?

Third, she is doing too much. She is the epitome of normalized femininity. She is pink. She is attractive. She can cook. She can clean. She can do it all . . . in heels. Is she overcompensating?

Fourth, THE COLORS!

She is a dark-ish pink, almost red, yet she has worn this peach/orange color a few times.

And I would think she's bi-colored but . . .

I think there is something else going on here.

Not only does she wear that color, but when she has business outside of the house, she gets darker.

What's the reason that she feels safe in her home, but changes her color when she has to leave it?

And, at first, I thought it was because she was in love with Anin's mom.

Because it would make sense that she wears Princess Alisa's color at times and feels most comfortable at home.

And it would make sense that she would stick right by Alisa's side.

But I'm not convinced, and it's because of the broach!

She has worn it several times, and even though Alisa has one, it's different.

And they change.

But in a show that has Pin and Anin sharing matching hair pins and gifting each other sentimental jewelry, I feel Pat's broach being consistent has to be significant.

So whichever woman Pat loves is orange/yellow colored and should have a similar broach or theme of sun or flowers, plus her poster has her in that peach color and states that she has secrets.

So which woman broke this wee little lesbian's heart?

[your-enby-antihero]

Posted a meme just now but also my personal thoughts on vax and his relationship with coming back and his relationship with the matron.

When I think about them as a god and as a champion there is something so terribly tragic about Vax and the Matron. Both so deeply in love with the people they cared about in life and both so duty bound to safeguard the souls of the people of Exandria.

The Matron giving Vax one night to pretend like the world is fine and nothing bad could have ever happened to him or his loved ones, that nothing was ever scarified for love. She can watch him hug little Gwen and look at Vax Jr/Freddy with big adoring eyes and smile at the Twins seeing a mirror of his beloved sister and himself in both Wolfe and Leona and seeing the little Vesper he saw as a baby as a beautiful grown woman. The Matron can watch for one night and think about the god- no the person that she loved that gave everything (including their duty and family) to her because they thought the earth and the universe about her, and maybe she can think about what ifs about her life with them. She can picture what their face looked like and how their hands felt in hers.

Maybe just for tonight the Matron and her champion can surrender duty and obligation and loyalty and see their loved ones before the world crumbles before their very eyes.

[fatcatlittlebox]

Just realizing that Sauron has never struck or attacked Galadriel as Halbrand. Even when off guard, with her sword down. As if he wants her to always remember him this way, as a friend.

[panncakes]

not only are we so close to getting gritty mystery gls; we're also getting our first butch/femme gl; blessed be the lesbian gods that said 'no you will not struggle as long as the bls through the same bland of cheesy; you have waited long enough; your feast will have more and more flavor than you know what to do with' 🥹😭

[barblaz-arts]

Your recent Vaggie art is so stunning, more people need to appreciate her! 💖

Sooo true

I truly believe if more sapphic-leaning people watched the show, Vaggie could be more popular. Unfortunately HH is the kind of show to attract people who're more into men for obvious reasons, but it is how it is.

Lotsa people say that the show focused way more on the men rather than the women but it honestly didnt feel that way to me? It felt pretty fair in HH, and more female characters got to show their depth(Charlie, Vaggie, Emily, Carmilla, Rosie, Sera, etc) while the only male characters that I saw get to show actual dimensions instead of ONLY being entertaining(and phenomenal!) singers are Angel and Lucifer. Just because certain fans felt more drawn to the male characters because of their allure despite having no depth(so far) doesnt necessarily mean the show is under-representing it's female characters.

Vaggie is such a great character if others could give her as much thought as other characters whose only defining moments so far are good song numbers.

[ladsofsorrow24]

ちゅ～💕

[velvet-touch]

One of the most important things you can have in the world is to have a life partner.

[kyoooowooo]

one thing I've learned from a video essay that explains Greek mythology in 4 and half hours on YouTube is that don't ever trust the loyalty of Greek men. Just.. Don't.

Unless if the said Greek men names are Odysseus and Orpheus, then go ahead but other than those two specific names.. Then you have my doubts.

[ivyodessa]

@hellcheeranniversaryweek Day 4- Medieval

Tristan & Isolde AU

The willows swayed above them as the sweat cooled on their bare skin, the breeze caressing their bodies like an invisible lover.

“I wish we could stay here forever.” Christine said, her soft voice breaking the quiet that had settled over them after their lovemaking.

“I could build us a little house deep in the forest,” Edward said with an easy smile, “I could fish from the stream. Live like no one knows who we are.”

“I could spend my days reading to you,” she smiled at him sweetly.

The mirth in his eyes dimmed before he asked haltingly, “When do you have to be back?”

Her smile faded as she answered quietly, “Soon. I told Bragnae I would be back by midday.” Her lady’s maid would be able to hold off suspicion if she were a little late, but not too much.

“I suppose we should cross the bridge then, your Grace,” he said it in jest, but it still stung. The reminder that he was her subject, and more importantly, the king’s wife.

She watched him as he stood to dress himself, admiring the lines of his strong body littered with scars. The shiny skin of the largest scar sat on his chest, healed by her hands the day he washed up on the beach all those months ago.

But they were in Cornwall now, far from the place they first met. Far from the private refuge of their seaside cabin where she nursed him back to health and they opened their hearts to one another.

She cleared her throat as she lifted her shift over her head, “Maybe….maybe there is a way,” she said tentatively. He turned to her as he pulled his shirt over his head and the intensity of his stare momentarily left her breathless.

“My father’s men talk. I know they plan to conspire with the dissenters at court to overthrow Henry.”

Edward’s eyes widened and his brows lifted, the information bowling him over, ““He…he is my king.” He struggled with what to say next, “He saved me from death, I owe him my life.”

“And he is my husband,” she took a deep breath before continuing, “But every day his rule grows crueler. He will stop at nothing to expand his kingdom.” She reached out to grab his hand, “He has never been unkind to us, but I worry the day may come when we meet his wrath.”

Edward’s face morphed into a pained expression, nodding solemnly at the truth spoken so plainly aloud. Henry’s mind had become warped and his sanity seemed to be hanging on by a thread, much like Edward’s loyalty to his king.

“In the midst of all the chaos, we could slip away. Go wherever we please,” she looked up at him, eyes shining brightly with the spark of hope and promise of freedom.

The thought of never again having to hide away in stolen moments, to be with each other out in the open…it was at once exhilarating and terrifying. Was there truly a chance for them to be free?

She reached her hands up to gently cup his face as he bent down until their foreheads touched, staring into one another’s eyes.

“How many have you loved before me?” she whispered into the stillness between them.

“None,” he said back simply, hands resting on her hips. The heat of his hands through her thin shift igniting the spark within her hot enough to set a kingdom ablaze.

“And after me?” she asked, her voice taking on a desperate edge.

His voice was all warmth as he smiled and said “None.” One of his hands coming up to cup her jaw and pull her into a gentle kiss.

“For all time, they’ll say it was our love that allowed a kingdom to be brought down,” he said solemnly. She frowned and nodded as her thumbs gently stroked his jaw before he spoke again,

“Well then…let them remember us."

He pulled her to him with the arm now wrapped around her waist and crushed his mouth to hers. Sealing their fate, and the fates of many, with a kiss.

[splatattackz]

staring at the ceiling thinking about "i'm a fool. but ive got a big heart. so its okay." for the 193893829917th time since it was said.

[lara635kookie]

IF TWO EQUALS DON'T REPRODUCE HOW THE HELL ZAYNE AND XAVIER MADE THIS MF???????

[danandfuckingjonlmao]

rewatching dead poets society for the first time in 4 years and i had to pause to make this it came to me in a Vision: