#the vision came to me in a dream

[misscoet]

be careful what you wish for, it might just come true

also diana:

[v7n5]

On Christmas day, I transgenderify and vampirify your Christ figure.

[deaths]

[angelaism]

close enough. welcome back mabel and dipper pines

[takofuus]

Pre-bishop Narinder and his local sheep friend he just started talking to one day

Hey Alexa play Drag Me Down by One Direction

[galamerapple]

The Dream Thieves (2013)

[beepboopappreciation]

this just appeared on my computer what does it mean

[limesquares]

> adventure saved.

[saamaton]

landoscar + running up that hill (deal with god)

[blueseysyogurt]

how i imagine kavinsky texted ronan in the dream thieves:

[rgrfederer]

small edit about. parallels. like him by tyler, the creator

[mooni]

"my little champion."

a nickname. a derivative. you are mine. you are my child and my child alone. you will never grow to be something more. you are small, insignificant. your victories will mean next to nothing, because you are mine, and i lay claim to all that you do. the memory of my hands will stain your own touch, and you will keep me alive far after i am dead, because you are a part of me. a part. a product. never a whole, because that is a right reserved for those who can stand alone. i am a leader. you are a follower. you can take a different trail, but all roads lead back to me. you are my son. you are my son.

fundy will always be remembered as wilbur's son.

my little champion, and that's all you can be.

[incorrecthatchetfield]

[zeravmeta]

I’m physically unable to take Leithanien’s Kaiserinnen and Die Septemberrevolution seriously, entirely because the Mouthpiece was bizarrely obsessed with it. We basically had an entire production on Die Septemberrevolution. We watched that Siracusan performance from those spire casters that were doing a documentary of Empresses' Voices' and wound up getting the only footage of the first strike from the Twin Empresses on Herkunftshorn. We did a novel study with the Playwright of a book about some kid being in one of the Spires for take your kid to work day and him and his musician dad squeezing past the wreckage of the destroyed labs to escape in time. We watched that Jara Wilson movie of her being a spire caster that gets stuck in an elevator shaft when the place collapses. I am dead fucking serious, we had to make up fictional people that died in the war, write an obituary for our Die Septemberrevolution-sona’s, and then write and deliver a eulogy as their grief-stricken music teachers as one of our performances. At one point in the production stages the Mouthpiece clarified that he hadn’t personally lost anyone to the war, nor was he anywhere near Leithanien when it happened. He never bothered to ask if any of us had actually lost someone in the war, which kind of seems like a thing you should do before making us invent fictional victims to perform as. The casting began with him demanding to know where we all were on the day of the conflict and what we remembered, and he started crying when we told him that 1. we were two years old at the time and couldn’t remember shit fuck, the closest thing was one of the older actors kind of thought they remembered being very confused at adults freaking out over the TV but that could have been literally anything, and so this meant that 2. we were the last class he would ever brainwash that could possibly remember Die Septemberrevolution. Probably didn’t help that Lucian pointed out that we were the class born in 1076, so in two years he’d have actors that hadn’t even been born during Die Septemberrevolution. That may have contributed to the Mouthpiece crying over the whole thing.

We’re Gaulish.

[sylvermoths]

Do it

[mishiami]

ok but what if they were in high school