#it’s poetic

[starscour]

hope and will.

[grimxark]

the lost light as a sentient being but not in the literal sense, sentient in the way an old forest is sentient, beaming with life and gossip and laughter and cries, sentient in the way that the people within it make it sentient. It hears prayers whispered within rooms and it mourns loss because its residents mourn. The Lost Light is only alive because those within are joyous to be, and once the journey ends and it stops being home, it’s conscience and sentience is carried by the former residents and its husk becomes lifeless once more. The lost light is sentient in the same way your childhood home might be. She is only alive because you want her to be. Because you love her

[anxiousotters]

Have we considered the idea that Cody didn’t paint his armour grey in TBB S2, but rather the 212th gold paint stained and he couldn’t scrub it off?

[sleeplessv0id]

what doesn't kill you makes you weird at intimacy

[m00wd]

Sometimes you need to sleep, sleep a lot. Not to escape, but to rest your soul from your feelings. Because everything, absolutely everything devours you. Completely.

—Brain

[flowrrs4u]

I am good. I am loved.

[deadlypoetacademia]

[strokeofserenity]

[moonlitmourningjournal]

[imsayak]

People aren't homes, they never will be. People are rivers, always changing, forever flowing. They will disappear with everything you put inside them.

~ Nikita Gill

[monstermonger]

Melancholia

[peaceishim]

[janacademia]

a melt into each other type of love

[annasanthology]

[futuristic-koala]