#soltitude

[realistsnightmare]

In between grass and trees,

between realities and dreams,

between arguments and agreements,

Why is it that only when I am alone

I am truly home?

[astrophiliana]

‘The Queen of Nothing’ by Holly Black

[midnightfreedom]

“Reading is that fruitful miracle of a communication in the midst of solitude.”

― Marcel Proust

[amanda1234]

I love my life.

[thelonelystxr]

" Maybe us lonely stars can be lonely together ..."

I made this to voice my thoughts and for others to voice theirs. This is the Lonely Stars Project, a place for people who feel alone or lonely even in a room full of people, just to be able to talk, voice their thoughts and be heard.

[thepoet]

She checks herself into hotels and hospital rooms.

Is she fiercely independent

Or incompetent

At letting anyone in?

[perseusidril007]

[errornotfound404g]

[rohith-shankar-blog]

Many a day, all you want is a ray of hope, Little moments of happiness, And Solitude!!! . . . . #travelphotography #trekkingindia #trekking #samsungphotography #photooftheday #travelphotography #moodygrams #travelgram #iwanderwhy #roadtrip #columbiasportswear #soltitude shauk https://www.instagram.com/p/Co1XpTCvn-k/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=

[fortdeccan]

The emerald fields. Lush green paddy fields on a monsoon morning. Rice grown in the western ghats region is known for its medicinal value. Locally called as Indrayani, the mountain streams give the rice its exquisite aroma and flavor.

Die smaragdgrünen Felder. Üppig grüne Reisfelder an einem Monsunmorgen. Der Reis, der in der Region der Western Ghats angebaut wird, ist für seinen medizinischen Wert bekannt. Die Gebirgsbäche verleihen dem Reis, der hier Indrayani genannt wird, sein exquisites Aroma und seinen Geschmack.

Vadeshwar, Pune West Maharashtra, India https://www.fortdeccan.de/fort-deccan-exploration September 2022

Copyright © MMXXIII Germanic-Fort Deccan

www.fortdeccan.de

[realistsnightmare]

The day I'm all mine is the day I'm all yours.

[coming-of-age-witch]

today , i had such an ghost-like experience, its almost as amazing as it makes me feel a tinge of sadness. i wanted to sit with a girl in my class, do girly talks, relieve all the stress ive stored up, she's so experienced with those girly talks it makes me feel validated for once. i was looking forward to it. she did sit with me , but in the period where the teacher is one who never lets one utter an word, it was dull. i proposed sitting in another period, which guaranteed would be fun. but she had other plans (we're really good friends omkie) , kinda felt bad but i sat with my bsf, but she had to go for that auditioning too. and like this friend i initially wanted to talk to, went about sitting with another girl (they've bonded recenetly) (they're both good , i can't blame them), its funny cause the teacher pointed out how they talk quite a bit (that one teacher who aint letting us speak) and asked me to change their places, the evil thought that if i had no one to talk in class, others shouldn't arrived. but that momentary thought doesn't define me, i could care less about others and enjoy my soltitude for a moment can't i? i can. the entire time i sat alone, it was FUN, i obsereved people, different duos in the class, some trios, a guy sitting 2 seats behind me was staring everyone with his big eyes. i have this black watch, which reflects so well, i can easily look at people without having to turn my head, i saw certain people glancing at me from time to time. i heard a terrible thing today and was pissed , so i believe that time i sat by myself greatly calmed my head AND I ALSO STUDIEDD , i had free time, i utilized it, it was productive to me, as it should be. i just miss MY irl friendgroup and bsfs in these times (we're all in different sections) , we could study and talk without problems but it was time for me, a 3person pov time, like an omniscient narrator, almost like there was a illusionic glass and i could see purposefully behind it.

a random bittersweet experience i had at 1:17pm in a biology class.

[flantxo-no1]

[manormi]

i know its just that ppl want to share the things they love w others and im flattered but like..rly wish theyd cool it down like we dont have to like the same things....its ok...if u see my passionatley talking abt things to myself on my blog or thru stray tweets dont try to avert my attention....im having fun w my own little thoughts not trying to purposefully influence anyone....u should too..pls parallel play w me

[multiverse-sparkles]

old money, old soul

༄ you loved him in a different lifetime; and your soul yearns for him.

༄ modern aegon ii targaryen x reader

was it possible there was a lifetime where you'd loved so dearly; felt the tender brush of his hands on your skin as he touches upon you, basked in his reverent gaze, brimming with so much awe and wonder that you could almost taste it on your lips?

it wasn't the first time you'd woke with a start— clutching a hand to your chest as short, gasps of breath leaves you, a feeling of emptiness and hurt overwhelming all sense of reason as you mourn for the silver haired man in your dreams.

he was so beautiful yet so melancholy. a boy, barely a man in your earliest dreams, yet his eyes were devastating in it's sadness. oh, but he was all the same yours. you held him in your arms as he wept in his grievance of being unloved, of the circumstances which he was born into.. he would tell you his fears, and you would soothe him with the gentlest hand he's had all his life. you would tell him you love him dearly, and he would know you meant every word because you had the same heart.

you were his reprieve. his world kept in soltitude, free from the intrigues of the court and his family that were bent in taking everything good in his life. no crown, or titles, or coin could ever compare to you. you held his world in your tiny hands, and his entire being; every good that were left in him was in you.

in your little home, he was no prince. he talked of his interests with the outmost heart. he laughed freely, with his head thrown back, with a genuine and free spirit, without all the burdens of his mother's expectations and without the fear of being hunted down and chased for his claim. in your home, he was not unloved. he was adored, and praised. he was comforted and held like he deserved.

he loved you. passionately. with his whole heart. he uttered promises of his devotion to your skin, building you up in the most sinful way possible, until you were melting in his arms... he adored you so. aegon adored you so.

that ache in your chest festers like a untreated wound; oh aegon. your sweet love, who would beg for you to never leave him. to never part with him, mouth full of your name in his breathy, pleading gasps. only in this dream, his eyes were filled with nothing but tears, his devastation plain as a day as he held you in his shaking arms, crying out your promises to one another. refusing to believe you'd part from him.

as everything good in his life, they'd found you. those who wish to harm him were countless, but he cared little about anything to warrant a reaction so visceral, he declared himself king to avenge you.

the maiden in the forest.

he was unwilling. so unwilling that he refused to believe you'd never come back to him. so unwilling that he heaves, struggles to breath as he pressed his cheek into your pale face, undeterred by all the blood, "promise me we will never part." his voice was low, different from the many times before but altogether, the same. "tell me we would never part, my love. tell me." he begs.

"we would never part." you vow, cupping his cheek, your touch was fleeting, "i shall find you in every life time." you whisper, fingers curling around his silver strands with meager strength.

"i will have only you..."

you peel back the covers, padding your way into the bathroom. in your reflection, it was evident that you had woke crying, your eyes were swollen and red from the dreams. or were they memories? could you even differentiate from memories and your real life anymore? were you so... lonely that you'd taken into dreaming for a man who's devotion to you transcends lifetimes?

you were unsure. but you'd wandered into the kitchen, many times that month, staring blankly at nothing in particular, hoping the yearning leaves.

"are you sure you're okay?" the soft, worried voice came from behind you, and you looked back to see your dear friend in the dim light of the kitchen, looking incredibly worried. "are the dreams still bothering you?" helaena places a hand on your shoulder.

you shrug your shoulders, "they don't bother me, ena."

"yet you sit at our kitchen, depressed beyond reason everytime." she respond, playfully. "we need a new routine." helaena tuts.

"you're not about to drag me into your lavish summer home." you warn, glimpsing the mischievous light in her eyes. she'd often clamored for you to join her and her family's summers in a sunny villa somewhere in italy.

so you've heard there's never a dull moment, with several children from her father's marriages, and general family affairs. helaena was as mild mannered as they could come, but even she comes back from summers spent with the rest of her family smoking to ease some tension. you'd held her drunk ass up enough times to know her family spelled nothing but chaos.

"oh, i'm about to do exactly that." helaena nods, grabbing onto your arm with a grip that has your reeling.

[cuppajj]

Don't mind me as I found out this AU a day ago and heard you're waiting for BY ep 4 to form stuff w Dark Choco and Frigid Cacao and BOY do I have ideas.

(This is going to be a long ask, it's been cooking for a while and I need to ramble abt it, hopefully Tumblr won't eat it. Also a little spoilers about ep 13 & 14 and odyssey ch 1 if you're not there yet)

So, we're not talking about Dark Choco's perspective just yet (I'm also waiting on BY ep 4 for that) but from Cacao, we can establish stuff about how he feels about Choco in canon and go from there and speculations on BY ep 4.

Canon Cacao very clearly loves his son and truly longs for him back in his life. But, as referenced from the Hollyberry interaction, he's very reluctant to seek him out, preferring Choco approach him first instead.

One of the ways Cacao shows his love is how he respects the boundaries of those close to him (and, in turn, expects the same for them to him. That's why he violently snaps at Clotted Cream and feels very betrayed by Vanilla for keeping Lily a secret in Odyssey) and I feel this applies to Choco the most. He understands Choco needs his time and space, especially after the whole ep 14, and won't feel comfortable around him or his kingdom for a while. There's also the chance that Choco may not want to have him in his life again (untrue) and he'd rather not risk finding out that's true by personally seeking him out and further upsetting his son. (That last one was just my interpretation but AUGH)

This is the building blocks I found for forming Frigid Cacao's side of the relationship. Should Dark Choco return to the kingdom, Frigid Cacao would feel Very Much Conflicted™️ about having him back, but for different reasons.

On one hand, he would be relieved and overjoyed to sense his son's return. There's so much lost time, so much regrets, he wanted to make up for it and rebuild his relationship anew. But on the other hand, this clashes with the Soltitude he built for himself. Accepting his son back in his life would mean breaking down his walls, thus tearing down everything he built and betraying his own light. Perhaps that part of him would also be angry that Dark Choco would impose this on him. But it saddens him to turn him away. And so on and so forth it cycles.

This duality is the internal conflict that, while it opens the gate for redemption (or at least loosen his terror and maybe actually get him outside), is also very hectic for Choco himself because it also manifests in his powers.

The licorice monsters are noticably more docile around him, but they can just as soon lash out randomly, coming in big waves and heading for only one target. The weather is constantly shifting from mild snow to freezing blizzards in minutes. The paths feel cleared out but it feels like there's always something out to get him.

That's assuming Choco didn't return to the kingdom after the Beast Yeast expedition (bc I'm assuming you're setting Cacao's fall after BY ep 4). But if he did, there's two possibilities. One is the more boring Frigid Cacao's reign didn't last really long bc Choco was there from the beginning. The other one, ooh the other one also works as a bad ending for the first scenario.

(I ended up writing a full oneshot for it. If you want, I can send it in another ask, hahaha)

As someone who hasn’t gotten to that chapter in odyssey yet (i really oughtta watch a video on it bc these quills brake for nobody), this is a really good reference for Cacao and Choco in beast ancients!! I won’t say much about Choco since yeah I’m waiting for apathy pt 2 but I’ve definitely been wanting him to be a huge source of conflict for frigid cacao in the au, and this helps describe it pretty well. Cacao’s fall is being worked on because the timeline of beast ancients is a WIP, it does come after BY 4 for all I know atm, and whatever happens to Choco in that episode will determine where he is and how he affects his dad when he becomes a beast. But the bottom line is that it is not gonna be easy for either of them either way :D

Would love to see your one shot btw!