#what's this?! a poem about my life??

[decisions-at-3am]

We met waiting for the train. And when it went astray, You asked if I'd seen it pass. I said I thought it was delayed.

Apparently that's all it took, To strike up a conversation. The world seems less lonely. What luck, I was at the station.

[stickmenyaoi]

about absence; presence. Lover; Warrior

Inspired by.

[bitesizedpoetry]

[corpsentry]

distance is a knife

[savingwords]

The heart is supposed to fall

In love,

And for someone

But mine is quiet,

Still at it’s place

It doesn’t beat in sync with someone’s

But it beats for me

I’m not giving it up

But wear it on my sleeve

And treat it gently

[allthegothihopgirls]

i can't lie i get so annoyed when i see ppl claim to idolise female artists like sylvia plath, fiona apple etc. but then actually idolise the exact aesthetic the artist has spent their whole career warning everyone about.

[poems-of-the-anentomologist]

suffocating 

I’m doing the dishes again

Staring into the water

At that boy

How can I call myself a girl when the face that stares back

Is just another random boy

You’d see playing on a subrban corner

My name isn’t my name

People don’t call me by my name

I’ve been cut off

From everyone

If I died tonight

Nobody would notice

Just another kid

Just another teen suicide

It’s better than the alternative

To suffocate in this form

Would be preferable

To living in a world where nobody sees me

It’s better than the alternative

[zytes]

neucypher

[heart-songs]

You ask me what I fantasize about after Eo Sivia

and I tell you… sleep. uninterrupted. restful. deep. moments of soft light. twilight. golden hour. dusk. a chance to breathe in the aurora borealis or melt into snow on the beach. a tiny cottage by the sea with greying shutters and a cozy nook where I can paint. days overrun with wild flowers and clumsy dogs and contagious laughter. awakening to sunsets. an endless supply of books, back rubs, hugs, coffee, tea. stained-glass summers and juicy peach pie. crumbling into the crunch of October leaves. sprawling Sundays. morning sex. blueberry pancakes for breakfast. lunch. dinner. a trip to Ireland that lasts forever. sun showers. climbing roses. curtains blowing out windows. hand holding. entire days stripped of clothing. rolling out the red carpet for my want. to be kissed. often. and by an honest mouth. to be touched by the rhythm of a good heart. to be held to be held. to. be. held. so tenderly it aches. to be looked at as whole. bodymindsoul.

You ask me what I fantasize about, and I say, me. unbound by the ache of depression, anxiety, and pain. I say, healing. I say, years of tears swept away with the rain. sweet simplicity. blissful silence. silence that softens into three a.m. conversations. three a.m. conversations that unfold naturally as sleep… uninterrupted. restful. deep.

- Cora Finch

[gravitywonagain]

Sunshot Band AU - Fire in the Back of My Throat

Wangxian, Wangningxian?

Genderswapped WWX, WN, everybody else is the same — why? Taylor Momsen’s voice and bisexuality reasons; also I don't control my brain at 3am, it does what it wants; also also let ladies scream in metal!!

Sunshot lineup:

Wei Ying: lead vocals, unclean vocals, rhythm guitar, programming

Mianmian: lead guitar, backing vocals -> Replaced by Lan Zhan: lead guitar, keyboards, backing vocals

Wen Ning: bass, backing vocals, screaming, unclean vocals

Jiang Cheng: drums, percussion, backing vocals

Music insp:

The Pretty Reckless (Wei Ying sounds a lot like Taylor Momsen and switches often between rock vocals and classical vocals)

PVRIS

Halocene

Red Handed Denial, CrazyEightyEight (Wen Ning screams like Lauren Babic)

1. Audition:

Starts when Sunshot has to audition a new lead guitarist because Mianmian is leaving to finish out her pregnancy and be a stay at home mom who only occasionally does shows close to home -- it's her dream, we're not judging her about it -- and cannot go on tour.

When Lan Zhan auditions, he plays well, but Wei Ying is skeptical. She was actually hoping for a woman to replace MM and there's something about LZ's stoicism that just irks her or something, so she pushes.

"Yes, well done. Now play us something we haven't heard before."

LZ plays a classical guitar piece, but WY identifies it easily.

LZ plays a guqin piece that he's transposed for guitar, but, again, WY identifies it -- though maybe not as easily.

Finally, LZ plays a personal composition that he hasn't recorded on bandcamp or youtube yet.

WY smiles. "Why didn't you start with an original composition? Save us all the hassle."

"I needed to know you were worth my time, as well." [or something like that]

2. Distant Road (远道) Tour:

LZ steps into MM's role easily. His falsetto is good enough that they don't have to do too much reworking of the vocals for the tour.

On stage, WY, who has always flirted with both WN and MM, flirts with LZ, too. This causes a Public Stir, because what if WY is actually straight and she's just been baiting the audience for attention! Gasp!

WY, who has been openly vocal about being bisexual goes on a media rampage about it. "I've said for years that I go both ways!" [etc.]

She ends up kissing them both on stage while JC remains ever grateful that he's her brother and thus excluded from the nonsense.

Sometime during this tour, there will be at least a WNX threesome, if not a triad formed.

3. Forgetting Envy (忘羡) Album:

Sometime after the tour is over, Sunshot decides to invite LZ to stay in MM's place. They start writing their next album. But LZ brings with him piano skill as well. Now they incorporate keyboard into their sound, as well as LZ's intricate fingering and lower vocal range.

Writing the album is... a mess. But a good one, in the end.

When they perform on stage, there are songs that require keyboard, so LZ (for at least the first song) gives his guitar to WY so she can take over -- because she's also very skilled at intricate fingerings -- and he can play the keyboard. (Mostly because I think it would be really hot if this happened in real life. WY has her own guitar that she'll probably use on other songs and has used in the past when songs req more than two guitars. But like. I want this moment. Whether she steals the guitar while he's still wearing it or whether he lays the strap gently over her neck depends on the vibe of the crowd that night.)

[jimmyspades]

let’s stay like this forever let’s just keep pretending

[dootznbootz]

Odypen definitely and equivalently adore each other BUT I weirdly can't see them as the type to actually say "I Love you".

They still definitely vocalize their love for each other but it's more so in "My Joy", and "Extraordinary Woman", "Strange Woman/Man", etc. And very cheesy lines (both say some cheesy shit in the Odyssey, and he definitely does in the Iliad as well. "Joy like a drowning sailor seeing land" bit???)

I could see "I adore you" but even then, that's probably during very specific moments but the actual "I love you"??? I just typed it just now for fic shit and... It weirdly just didn't feel right and I don't know why. 😅

Idk maybe it's kind of because I see them as over the top in ways, they love wordplay and riddles and I think they'd almost think "...That's not good enough >:( " about it??? I don't know???😂

[theintelligentfool]

hey! i'm still thinking a lot about the minecraft movie and how much potential there is to take the plot in just about any direction - i understand why it would be impractical at best to try and make a film adaptation of the fallen kingdom saga, but that would probably be my favorite...

all this to say: i would love to see other people's takes on potential plots! i think it's actually kind of a lovely way to capture different people's relationships to the game - so reblog this and add (on the post or in the tags) any ideas you feel strongly about? :0

[coffeexxcigarettes]

Make Them Laugh

-

Always the clown,

Never the protagonist.

The comedic relief,

Destined to fade into the background

At the point of climax.

Somebody to be recalled with smiles,

Lingering only for the laughter.

"You were really funny."

Being the first noticable trait,

The only remarkable attribute.

At least sparking joy within them

Brings calmness to the demons

Who scream endlessly inside you.

If you destroy everything you touch,

It's only natural to let your shame

Be your saving grace.

x

[queerprayers]

This Holy Week, I wanted to share some old poetry of mine--multiple years as a teenager I would write a poem every day for Lent (well, I would try). It was a strange period in my life. Post-bipolar diagnosis, no longer close to death, but before I had begun building a life for myself. In the Holy Saturday space, clinging to hope. They're not polished, and not what I would usually share, but I just found them again and was overcome with compassion for my past self. Perhaps some of you are in this place (I'm still there sometimes) and would like some company. Check alt text if you can't read anything. Past me sometimes couldn't decide which word to use--sorry if that makes it confusing. Very minor trigger warning for implied self-harm & mention of suicidal thoughts.

[bogkeep]

they found a girl at the beach

her words all washed away

still feeling waves against her legs

and whale skin at her touch

foam in her hair, salt in her veins

so

they tell her about the sea