#my soul is bleeding

[theriverdraws]

Happy UT 9th Anniversary!! (STILL THE 15TH HERE SO,, NOT LATE)

(Guys I'm brazilian I can't use twitter :"), I give permission to repost this with credit there 👍)

[babydarkstar]

i just. i just…FUCK. i just really want harrowhark to go sicko mode when she realizes john has the power to resurrect whoever he wants he just chooses not to and even after learning about his own blood daughter he still doesn’t resurrect her he just makes her a construct. i would be alecto-levels of grief-stricken-enraged if my childhood nemesis/guard dog/whipping girl/codependent lesbian situationship that i lobotomized over/suicide-pact soulmate/only friend was suddenly here but not here haunting her own dead body and the only reason she’s present is because she was made into a fascist killing machine for a man with a power kink, and she’s not even happy about it but she’s going through the motions because all she knows of love is to be useful. (forever your sword.) and if i was harrow and i died and then came back to myself after switching bodies with the human cage holding the earth’s soul and realized all of this, i think i too would be accompanying the earth’s soul on her shoulder to go kill a man with eclipse-eyes and criminal levels of nonchalance. y’know. the one who guarded g1deon but not me, lord. the one who was so sure i had never seen that which lies insensate and with stilled mind, lord, who did not realize i was a lock and there was a key in the shape of a girl, lord. the one who looked me dead in the eye and told me i could never have my cavalier back, lord. the cavalier who came back haunted and empty and incomplete by your hand, lord.

i’m so team ‘harrowhark saves gideon for real this time not because she wants her cav but because she wants her other half’ i might lose my mind about it

[manderleyfire]

HOUSE OF THE DRAGON COUNTDOWN TO S2 Day 7 – Dynamics: Otto x Alicent x Aegon

[why] DO YOU [destroy yourself] LOVE ME?

[cheetahf]

Caged :3

[if-you-heart]

some soul sketches that I think turned out pretty neat ^_^ I lav this unusually long fellow

everyone thank if-you-soul for bringing him into this world like a stork carrying a baby this design is peak

[ruhlare]

[apopcornkernel]

Euripides’ Bacchae (trans. Emily Wilson) / Batman: Legends of the Dark Knight #100

[shadystranger]

something something dean's caresses are great violence, and his intensity is great tenderness (10x26)

[earthbaby-angelboy]

My dearest Elvis… “time goes by so slowly, yet time can do so much.”

I can’t believe it’s been 47 years. Although I have only been alive for 30 of those years, it doesn’t take much to see how incredibly you are missed.

Everywhere I turn, you are there. Your records are constantly sold out and sought after at my local record shop. My favorite bookstore has a whole section dedicated to books about you. There’s many people, like myself, that have started dressing in true vintage because of you.

Last night, 10,000 people lined up outside Graceland and did a candlelit vigil. Tomorrow, I’m going to a memorial concert for you, where there are men who have literally dedicated their lives to keeping your memory alive. It hurts my heart more than anything that you died thinking you would be forgotten. Now, Graceland is the second most visited place in the United States behind the White House.

No one has forgotten you, sweet boy. If anything, your memory has become stronger.

I remember where I was last year at this time. I was on a trip in Mystic, Connecticut, not aware of you or the fact that this would be the last trip I’d ever take with my parents. I didn’t realize that a year later, both of them would be in Heaven with you. From that time until now, you gave me the greatest gift: connection with my parents.

The movies that you thought were terrible filled the lonely hours, days and weeks when my father couldn’t leave the house after getting chemo. Graceland, the house that was almost sold, turned out to be the last place I ever visited with my mother when she was dying. Your songs, which you thought would fade into the background, became the soundtrack of my last few months with my parents.

The last thing I talked about with my daddy was about you and your music. The last thing I did with my mother was hold her already dead body and sing Unchained Melody. My father had a TCB flower display by his coffin. “You’ll Never Walk Alone” played during the mass for them. And although my heart was bleeding, you were right there with me.

If I could go back to this fateful day in 1977, what would I say? I wouldn’t even know where to start.

I would try to tell you that 47 years in the future, people will still be mourning you. There will be teenage girls who doll themselves up just to go to your home. There will be legions of people, young, old, disabled, black, white, queer, religious, atheist, sinning and saved, who all love and adore you to this day. I would try to explain how, 47 years after your soul returned to the Lord and your body has long turned to dust, you are still so incredibly loved.

I’ve “been with you” for almost a year now, and it still astounds me at how strong your spirit is. Little instances, divine graces that are so obvious, it’s impossible to write them off as coincidences. You are so loving that even in death, you show us all your life.

Elvis, thank you for everything. Thank you for helping so many people in this world and the next. You walked my parents home, and one day, the Lord will send you to walk me home too.

I’ve said it before, but I’ll say it again. There is a big difference between giving someone life and saving their life. You gave me a life. My heart is yours, forever and always.

Rest in peace, Elvis Aaron Presley. January 8, 1935 - August 16, 1977🪦🕊️

@kiankiwi @mooodyblue @arianatheangel-girl @hooked-on-elvis @lookingforrainbows

[dimitrscu]

someone with a lot of followers must have rb that old meme i did of killing mohg with comet azur, because i check my phone and i’ve randomly got 99+ notifications. i then get an anon telling me that i’m never going to get through the dlc if i can’t beat mohg without comet (i never said i couldn’t), and i have to laugh cause the last thing i posted was a video of me beating the final boss in the dlc no hit

[aq2003]

i saw a post saying boom was good bc it feels like it could be done with any doctor/companion duo and honestly that was one of the things i felt was wrong with it

[cjskribblez]

You said if you can see me it's all in your head

But it feels real to me now, it felt real to me then.

[a-not-so-clean-blog]

I've been thinking about Desmonds bleeding effect and I had an idea. So I don't think it's not uncommon for Desmond to see faces from the past superimposed on people from the present.

But now I need Desmond to look at his father and see Haythem and just sucker punch him REALLY hard. It would be cathartic for him and his inner Ratonhnhaké:ton!

[notdelusionalatall]

[mercy-love-joy]

Bloody Deber Cookie

(TW: blood)

Bloody Deber Cookie (once formly known as Pure Vanilla Cookie) was once a healthy and happy cookie. Until he was "blessed" with the Soul Jam of Truth. Once the Soul Jam has settled into his dough, it released an illness that would ruin the world.

Coughing blood and killing everyone with the Bleeding Plague, the once kind and loving king now wanders the ruined world. Searching for a cure that was impossible to find. So he went to the Millennial Tree in hopes of getting help

But from the crown of antlers on his head shows that he was unable to stop the plague.

Now dead, the cookie has been dead for four eons, and with his emotional rubber duck, he tries to heal himself but there is something with him...

Who are they? And why are they haunting the healer who already is tortured by the voices of the victims to the Bleeding Plague?

The Voice of Truth still remains within Bloody Deber Cookie despite the shattering of the Soul Jam. Perhaps Truth has more to explain for Bloody Deber Cookie's endless torture for something he didn't do...

The Shadow of the Bleeding Plague. It haunts and taunts Bloody Deber Cookie and the Voice of Truth. It is the reason for why Millennial Tree Cookie's horns are upon the blonde's head and why the tree cookie has no head. This shadow tortures the healer with a wicked smile and it changes the shattered pieces of the Soul Jam to become the tirade of voices who yell and torture the cookie so he cannot sleep.

[gentlehue]

i know you know it felt like something old it felt like something holy like souls pleading so please ive been on my knees change the prophecy