#just thought of that

[literallyjusttoa]

"A Jester can mock, and the King cannot fight

For the gift of free thought is the jester's one right."

A sweet golden prince who lived up in the sky,

Listened to his families' terrible fights,

The ceiling would rumble, the tile would shake,

The throne room was fragile, and soon it would break.

He'd attempt to speak, but it never went right,

His father would rage, and he'd lose every fight,

As decades passed by, it soon became clear,

The King saw his son as a monster to fear.

The Prince quickly followed every command,

Only to be trapped by his father's cruel hand,

Years of destruction with no end in sight,

This war would not end with a large act of might.

And so the Prince stopped fighting fire with fire,

And instead he pulled out his golden stringed lyre,

Since he had no respect, he would leave the King's cage,

And swap out the throne room for a shining stage.

He taunted with wit and he giggled with guile,

And even his sorrow he shared with a smile,

His father's gaze lessened, his temper was tame,

As his once "Golden Prince" treated life like a game.

The centuries passed and the mirth never ceased,

The sun never set on the first son of Greece,

He danced for his siblings and bit down his pain,

Since each peal of laughter meant there'd be less rain.

There's only one role for which there are no rules,

So who is the jester, and who is the fool?

[s0nia246]

The Cherubs are technically fallen angels. They got kicked out of Heaven. Why do they still have wings?

[ghostly-groves]

THE PLOT THICKENS

[thepaladinstrait]

to everyone who has had their deadname dropped in a song you are gods bravest soldier

[bichopalo]

literally whatevs

[no-sp4g-4-b4by]

When my partner hits one year of sobriety I am soooo making him a cake that says "1 year of rawdogging reality"

[mushiver]

I know what you're all definitely thinking. What if everyone from Gravity Falls was a chair. Well, I was bored enough at 3am to think about that too

Edit: part 2

[razzafrazzle]

Just Checking In! (aka Something About Red Triangles)

[seenthisepisode]

what doesn't kill you makes you stay on tumblr for 13 years and counting

[some-pers0n]

Hey you ever think about The Characters so much to the point where

[daughterofchaosstuff]

done healing my inner child. next up is my inner teen. her highness demands a sword.

[depressedlochnessmess]

im sure this has been done already but uh mimiku

[s0nia246]

From yesterday post

Shout out to @therentyoupay

@therentyoupay

So my idea is after Frozen 2 like 200 years later. Elsa is alone again, her family is long dead. When was the last time she even went to Arendelle, should she go back,...would she even recognize it..?  

After since becoming the Fifth Spirit, Elsa has just has been wandering around the world, in a never ending labyrinth of memories and feelings that she never wants to face again.

One day, some guy named Jack Frost came upon her and invited her to join the "Guardians". She accepted, but only because she's curious about the new world, nothing more.

He showed her his world and then said something about how people are always looking for someone to talk to, or be their guide into whatever world they're exploring. (That's what I have so

far)

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Here are some lines I made( The border means a different sentence):

A hint of regret flashes across her face for a brief moment, and a small part of her thinks how ironic it is that she’s letting down her guard around a stranger. However, the gentleness in his expression and voice causes a mixture of feelings to grow inside of her – feelings of doubt and annoyance, and even a hint of fear.

"No, it’s… alright. You didn’t do anything wrong. It’s just…” She takes a breath and looks down before meeting his gaze once more. “…I haven’t been called the ‘Ice Queen’ in years.”

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He remains silent as she explains, his look of hurt and sympathy only growing, the pain in her voice and the memories of her past cutting through to him. He looks pained himself when he hear’s her say that her own parents had been scared of her, his expression full of pain and sympathy, feeling a little guilty at bringing up the memories that are causing her pain now. He steps even closer now, now only a short distance in front of her now, and his voice is nothing more than a soft whisper now.

“Oh, Elsa…”

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She feels Jack move right up in front of her, her eyes remaining closed as she struggles to control her feelings. Feeling the presence of another person, a stranger at that, so close in proximity only increases her emotions. Her body wants to pull away, but her mind keeps her in place. When she opens her eyes and looks back up at him, she sees his sympathetic expression and the clear desire to just reach out to her to try and comfort her, and it only causes more tears to appear in her eyes.*

"Why… why do you care so much..?"

He notices her eyes remain closed long after he moves directly in front of her, his heart clenching with sympathy and pain as he see's her struggling to maintain control of her emotions. He feels an intense desire to reach out and take her hands in his right now, though he restrains himself, knowing she’s struggling enough as it is right now, and that it’s probably not what she needs right now.

He looks down at her as she looks back at him, her eyes full of tears.

“I… don’t know… I just do… I guess we're like kinderspirts, I guess."

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She listens as he speaks again, and as he says the words 'I could never hate you', her defences and barriers are shattered like glass. Before she knows it, the tears are falling hard, and the dam that was holding back her emotions finally breaks, and it all comes pouring out at once.

"But you should hate me!" She sobs brokenly, the self-hatred and anger and sadness that has built up and festered and been suppressed for so many years completely taking over her mind and emotions.

As soon as her barriers break, the dam of emotions bursting, he hears her brokenly exclaim that he should hate her, and it causes a sharp pang of pain and sympathy to shoot through him. No longer able to hold himself back, he closes the small gap between them, wrapping his strong arms around her and pulling her body close to his chest.

He holds her body tight against his, one of his hands coming up and gently stroking her hair back from her face, his voice soft, gentle, and sad as he speaks.

“Never… I could never…”

She feels his strong arms wrap around her, and the sudden shock of physical contact, and the feeling of being so close to another person for the first time in years, causes her to break down even more. She buries her face into him and grabs on to his hoodie, like a lifeline in a storm, her body starting to shake with the force of her sobs. She clings to him for as long as she can before her legs buckle and the two of them sink to the ground, her tears continuing to dampen his hoodie.

[pelopona]

me and my moots <3

[biggest-gaudiest-patronuses]

girl why the hell WEREN'T you at the devil's sacrament 👀 that's three sacraments in a row you've missed 👀 👀 👀