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asoftepiloguemylove · 1 year ago
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Mikko Harvey Wind-Related in the Wheatfield // Jonny Bolduc open question @jovialtorchlight // Cheryl Strayed Tiny Beautiful Things // @/mkpoet (instagram) // Mary Oliver Count the Roses // Phoebe Bridgers Waiting Room // Fyodor Dostoyevsky // Marie Howe Magdalene Afterwards; "Magdalene: Poems"
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tonydaddingham · 3 months ago
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thank you @fellshish for your service
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icaruspendragon · 3 months ago
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thoughts on romanticizing mundanity and making kindness defiant:
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ceaselesswwatch3r · 4 months ago
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i should really be subverting the lesbian stereotypes but david tennant and hozier. are just that good
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yamishika · 4 months ago
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Jellal & Erza : Lilium / Death Of Innocence
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Pure white lilies once untouched by scare and sin
Now bathe in blood and are soaked from within
Their fragile petals have become bruised and worn 
Marking the place where innocence has been trampled and torn
Sweet laughter no longer lingers here 
Just the looming shadows that speak of fear 
The scarlet stains, an unmoving mark 
Forever reminding of the chains that kept them bound in the dark 
The lilies scream their silent cries 
Of dreams undone beneath lightless skies 
Each drop of red, a memory slain 
And haunting reminders of a past that never lets them break from their chains
Once soft as dawn, their beauty has bled
But neither are they allowed to rest amongst those forgotten or dead 
Yet the blood stained lilies continue to bow in grief 
Whilst watching the promise of innocence being swept away like a falling leaf
Darkness still surrounds yet they stand, though bent and torn 
Eternally mourning the life that could have once been born 
With each scarlet stained petal, and through every lamenting sigh
The death of our innocence only continues to pass on by..
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atopvisenyashill · 1 year ago
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Thoughts on the Alysanne is Maegor's daughter AU? I feel like it has some interesting potential, and it vastly recontextualizes different parts of Jaehaehae (I do not like him sjsjsjs) and Alysanne's relationship (such as Jaehaehae's treatment of their daughters) but I wanna hear what you think about it!
I’ve touched on this a bit before but since you actually want to hear my thoughts, allow me to present to you my Jaehaerys Is The Goddamn Worst, And Alysanne Annoys Me Too: An Essay lmao but my answer is basically “yeah all of what you just said.”
I think it makes Alysanne much more palatable (to me) as a character because as she stands, she just fixates on forcing her daughters through these fucked up marriages at too young an age bc it traumatized her to be married and pregnant at 15 too but she’d never admit that being a willing participant in her own kidnapping by her brother-husband was the single worst thing that ever happened to her, and because Alysanne doesn’t want to admit it (and Jaehaerys would never see it as wrong or a mistake) F&B really shies away from delving into the fact that Alysanne is as deranged of a mother as Cersei is. So as she stands, she’s very flat to me because she’s presented very flatly and inconsistently. She’s so in love with Jaehaerys, she’s maritally raped by Jaehaerys, she’s a loving and doting mother, she forces her daughters into marriages when they’re the same too young age she was, she accuses her teenage girls of being scheming whores then gets angry when her husband accuses their teenage girls of being scheming whores, and worst of all we are just told “Maegelle tells them to make up so they do” so we don’t know why Alysanne gets over all of this. What is the point of riding a dragon when you never use that dragon to protect your daughters from unwanted teen marriages? We’re just not given a good enough justification for why her behavior is so weird and frustrating towards her daughters.
Make her Maegor’s daughter though…most of her behavior as an adult makes more sense. Like a worse version of Rhaenyra’s childhood almost - a father desperate for a son, but lowkey obsessed with his daughter, who makes all his hang ups about his parents the problems of every woman around him, except Maegor is out here blood sacrificing and torturing and starting wars and forcing babies on wives he discards quickly and brutally. Then here comes Jaehaerys on a white horse green dragon to save her from the horror her life has become, and he loves her so much he runs away with her even though Alyssa says they shouldn’t marry because people won’t like it. And they have beautiful children, and a beautiful marriage, and build a beautiful kingdom.
Then her pregnancies start getting dangerous. Gaemon, then Valerion, die. Alysanne thinks of the shriveled up mutants she called brothers, if Maegor’s taint has passed to her. Her perfect husband ignores her no, and forces Gael on her. Alysanne remembers that he said nothing to Rogar when Alyssa died, merely wept. Then her daughters start to die. Daella, Alyssa, Viserra, all within a few years. Then Jaehaerys makes Saera watch as he murders her boyfriend, calls her a whore, and says Alysanne cannot follow Saera to Lys. Alysanne thinks of Maegor torturing the Harroways over Alys’ presumed infidelity. Jaehaerys says he’s sorry, and her daughter badgers her into forgiving him, and she remembers how she helped Jaehaerys badger Alyssa into forgiving Rogar. Not two years later, Jaehaerys passes over Rhaenys. Alysanne thinks of how she was never enough for her father, how she felt so superior to Rhaena banished to Dragonstone and resented by Aerea, yet there she is dragging Gael away from court because she can’t stand to be with Jaehaerys. How her father was surrounded by dead women and dead babies and how Jaehaerys is surrounded by his own dead daughters, but surely she did the right thing, surely Maegor was worse, surely the realm is better off? Is he right to pass over Rhaenys? Is she enabling a man just as monstrous as her father? She will never decide, because Maegelle will guilt her about keeping Gael isolated at Dragonstone, and Alysanne will do as she’s told, just like Rhaena, and Alyssa, and Jeyne, Elinor, Ceryse, Alys, and Tyanna, just like every one of her daughters.
I do get why Alysanne is Alyssa & Aenys’ and not Maegor’s. The weird Targ babies, the line not descending from Visenya, Jaehaerys and Alysanne being held up as the perfect Targaryen couple specifically because they are brother and sister and dragon riders. I do even think canon Alysanne is likely traumatized by her time as a hostage on Dragonstone, and the ensuing war, and the trauma bond that caused with Jaehaerys, and it makes her idolize Jaehaerys, and then he isolates her at Dragonstone so he can swiftly and safely marry, groom, and knock her up. It’s not like,,,, a fun time, and it’s enough to make anyone crazy and weird about their daughters, but I think having her father be Maegor makes Alysanne herself much deeper because it gives her, as the most beloved Targaryen queen, a blood tie to the most hated Targaryen king, and a marriage to the most beloved Targaryen king. It fits better with a lot of the themes of the main series (again, imo) - forcing the spotlight on the outsiders to see how the affect the story from behind the scenes. The fall of Aegon’s sons, and The Long Reign, not told from the PoV or to serve the PoV of any of the kings or princes, but of the queen that tied them all together.
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arthursfuckinghat · 6 months ago
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The long sleep loosens it's grip as your eyes flutter open. The warmth of sunlight kisses your skin, and a soft breeze combs through your hair, as if welcoming you back to a place you've always belonged.
You find yourself cushioned by the rustling grass around you, serving as a meal for horses in the distance. The chirping of birds and the trill of crickets create a nostalgic symphony from a time you can't quite remember.
You look up to the sky, eyes following the clouds to the outline of mountains that stretch before you. The view of New Hanover welcomes you.
The breath you didn't know you were holding is released, along with all the uncertainty it contained, you remember that you've been here before.
But this time, it feels like you're home.
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otesunki · 2 months ago
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in-your-walls · 6 months ago
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Link to my friend Emilio’s campaign (@emiliosandozsequence)
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(The blog listed in the photo is my creations blog but you can reach out to me on here too.)
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like-tears-in-rain-storms · 2 months ago
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Can you love when you cannot love?
"Je veux m'anéantir dans ta gorge profonde,
Et trouver sur ton sein la fraîcheur des tombeaux!"
Femmes Damnées - Delphine et Hippolyte (À la Pâle Clarté) - Charles Baudelaire
Nelly, I am Heathcliff! He's always, always in my mind: not as a pleasure, any more than I am always a pleasure to myself, but as my own being.”
Wuthering Heights - Emily Brontë
"Ah! I have kissed thy mouth, Iokanaan, I have kissed thy mouth. There was a bitter taste on thy lips. Was it the taste of blood? Nay; but perchance it was the taste of love. They say that love hath a bitter taste. But what matter? what matter? I have kissed thy mouth."
Salome - Oscar Wilde
"When I say forever [...] I mean until the black death of the world. An Ivan means just the present moment, the flickering light of it, in a green field, his mouth on yours. He means the stretching of that moment. But forever isn’t bright; it isn’t like that. Forever is cold and hard and final."
Deathless - Catherynne M. Valente
"I love you Jay."
"I can’t say that. If I loved you, I don’t think we’d both still be alive. But I know you, Andrew, and that’s something I’ve never said to anyone else."
Exquisite Corpse - Poppy Z. Brite (Billy Martin)
"You cannot love."
"I cannot. And yet I cannot be sated without you."
Nosferatu, 2024 - Robert Eggers
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trickstersaint · 2 months ago
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the scientist’s question: which acid will burn the rainbow out of the sky without leaving a scar? // july 2023 // on "The Birth-Mark" by Nathaniel Hawthorne
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rayhan-is-better · 2 months ago
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I'm rizz in a you can't live without me way💋
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rainyyy-dayysss · 5 months ago
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I don't need anything fancy this gesture are enough for me : when he tries to know me, when he read a whole book because l told him how much I liked that book, when he makes an effort to know the real me, who would love to know what type of person I am, how I think, how I feel, what kinds of books I read or what type of shows I watch what kinds of songs I listen to, who would tell me how my eyes shine when I talk about the things I like, who puts sticky notes here and there with cute messages on it because he know how much I treasure them, who would click pictures of me because he thinks I look pretty, when he didn't know how to bake but started taking baking classes because he found out how much I like pastries, who would listen to me whining about my life, when I feel like crying I can buries my face and cry into his arms while he hold me tight, when he started writing letters to me because once I told him how much I love handwritten letters, when he would give me flowers just to show his affection, when he wore black shirt because I once said how he looks good in black shirts, who would always protects me, a person who will not be embarrassed or ashamed of me, a person who would believes in me more than myself, a person whom I can say is my home.
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snazzyladreal · 9 months ago
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wrote this from Bandee’s perspective a couple months ago, and think it’s an alright time to share it
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I like to think that Bandana Dee takes loyalty and promises very seriously, part of why they don’t like and don’t trust others like Marx, Magolor, Susie, etc. to the same extent that Kirby does. They don’t like broken trust when Bandee themselves would put their life on the line for the people and creatures he cares about. It’s a selfless kind of love, where if it comes too it Bandee would rather be the one getting hurt then any of their tougher friends and family.
Sorry for the rambling it’s past 1am
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pencap · 1 year ago
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people still occasionally tag my poems as stucky / stucky-coded / etc and that amuses and delights me. i have been Seen and Identified accurately and i cannot deny my roots. even though i am no longer intentionally writing for or about them i still love the same kinds of archetypes and narratives and dynamics that drew me to them in the first place
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faun-the-fae · 1 year ago
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Okay sorry not to sound pretentious or something but like. I know this is recycled and everything but I’m so in love with the little things. I love it when people dance badly I love it when one side of their mouth lifts more when they smile I love when they laugh a bit weird. I love it when you know what someone’s favorite colour is and what pointless things they hate. I love it when the small things matter and I love that everyone has them. We are all the same and we are all unique for that. I don’t know.
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