#Midnight epiphanies

[byssa6]

Just had a realization about Snap and Penny

They’re literally just Tinker Bell and Wendy with less murder attempts

Snap and Tinker Bell are both small yet feisty non-humans and the closest companions to the protagonist

Penny and Wendy are kind-hearted human girls who serve as love interests to the protagonist

When the protagonist takes the human girl to a magical place, (ChalkZone or Neverland) the non-human immediately becomes jealous of the girl, but eventually warms up to her.

[midnightdemonhunter]

we're scared and we're coming for--

[turniptrash]

FUCK GUYS thinking about how elric was a father figure to James, but because of the mess that happened after his death, James was never able to fully grieve him. Like, elric was obviously a bad person BUT JAMES DESERVED TIME TO GREIVE HIS BASICALLY FATHER RAHHHH. HE HAD TO DEAL WITH HIS GREIF ALONG WITH HIS GUILT ABOUT BOTH FAILING AND HIS BULLYING TOWARDS ALUX ALL WHILE TRYING TO KEEP HIMSELF GOING WITH BASICALLY NO LEADS TO FIND ALUX!! AND DO THAT LITERALLY ALL ALONE 😭

Someone give this man a hug 😞

[oldshuffledeckarchive]

everybody is in sprite re/design/tweak hell right now

[taylor-swift-bracket]

💧Please reblog!💧

[paprbacks]

something something jean and neil forever partners, 3 and 4. something something neil's 4 tattoo being forcibly removed, along with any sliver of hope that jean's promise might one day be fulfilled. something something jean going to usc and finding platonic friendship in cat. something something "cat" and "quatre" (4 in french) sound ALMOST exactly the same...

[epiphanyblvd]

crestfallen

do you ever ponder over each look? over each smile, each thought, each word was spoken; does any of it resonate with our colours? of each other’s lives, can a single emotion describe- what was forsaken to be the end for us? everything closes its doors, whether it be a chapter- that you wish had just begun, or a thought that was said out loud without hesitation.

sentimentalism is the pure fascination for what could’ve been, rather than was- it’s that agitation that sets a want free, for whatever it relishes it’s that fear that gives birth to a cycle of flush- or anticipating my tears falling out of my reach. the thought of being wanted is beautiful, and i yearn to be your embrace- for the rest of my days, crestfallen in my emotions hoping that you won’t be the one to turn them into ash wistfully.

and my longing that you won’t be an epitome of the past, turns into complete hopelessness. you’re within my reach and i’d loathe if you’d be the contrarian- to what we’ve created, my affinity would shatter and dissolve- into my tear-soaked flight. please don’t ever be a stranger in a story that has just begun, my yearning isn’t one without a fracas. i’m aware in the end that the only heart broken will be my own.

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𐙚 there was happiness because of you

[epiphanylore]

(OG & G)

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2024 The Eras Tour Surprise Songs ✨

Singapore Night 6

🎸: Tim McGraw x Cowboy Like Me

🎹: Mirrorball x Epiphany

🤔 Taylor performed her two opening songs of The Eras Tour (Glendale N1 [Tim McGraw & Mirrorball]) before her 2 month break AND before the release of TTPD. Coincidence or is something up her sleeve?

Thanks for following along so far - see you in two months after the break! 🤗

@taylorswift @taylornation

[epiphanytear]

@raplinenthusiasts 💜

[swiftie-as-a-coursing-river]

DUDE

The sky turns MAROON during sunset, after the sunset is the AFTERGLOW

[midnightdemonhunter]

should've worshiped her sooner.

[diaryofsheets]

Folklore as books

Part 3

Images from Pinterest

Edited by me

[taylor-swift-bracket]

FINAL ROUND

🎇Please reblog!🎇

[lilacs-stash]

Hey Nickel was said to be Mephone's 7th favorite contestant in iii12. 7 is a lucky number. Yes

[epiphanyblvd]

labyrinth

my love for avoidance is one that may be deemed abnormal, but it is who i am, and always will be; an angel but never the one who carries pride on my shoulders- i was never chosen nor wanted for the love i'd to give, once again, my obsession with sonder protruded onto me- reached to soften my fall into a dissent of delusion and questions; round and round they go, a cycle of never-ending romanticism. and there he was, in front of me all along; my eyes fixed on his gaze. for a moment- and alas, the debrief arising: is it he who sends me into a gold rush every night? searching for a glint of happiness in something that is otherwise askew? oh how i wish it was me on his irises' horizon; autumn rolls around and yet it's he that is in my head- knocking on my heart, and eagerly waiting for it to be opened. though i know, it never will out of my fear of being a stranger for the rest of his days. love doesn't last forever, does it? do i repeat a hopeless past time and again at the moment that an acceptance is pursued? what if he's an outlier to my fingertips that graze my skin? his hands clasped into mine, completing a life puzzle i'd always anticipated for a valued embrace to my heart, sunken down in desperation of what comes next. would he ricochet the value i have to offer? with his touch, turn it into gold? shine a light on who i am and more, for what life has to reciprocate? for all i know, I'm falling into the labyrinth of love, again. ˚　　　　✦　　　.　　. 　 ˚　.　　　　　 . ✦　　　 　˚　　　　 . ★⋆. 　　　.   　　˚　　 　　*　　 　　✦　　　.　　.　　　✦　˚ 　　　　 ˚　.˚　　　　　　.　　. 　 ˚　.　　　　 　　 　　　　 ✦

𐙚 uh oh, i'm falling in love again