#winter tragedy

[pretty0things]

THEY WERE IN THE SAUNA TOGETHER HOW THE FUCK

NOOOO

THE WINTER OF 14xx has been harsh for the family

[violetheart77]

that time of year again

[arachnerd-8-legs]

really disappointing that bunjywunjy had to be pestered twice just to quietly remove their reblog after using their huge platform to encourage garbage like raving about the lesbian estonian soviet flag and how 'new pride flag just dropped' so people could go 'ooh pretty' about a flag that was forced onto us by ppl who wanted our culture gone and oppressed us for about a century in total if not more.

to say nothing or not show anything of the truth about that flag and quietly remove the reblog felt more like it was done out of obligation (and you didn't agree) rather than care for the subject matter that is still a fresh wound in our country's memory. it's only been 33 years since it ended.

I'd rather you make the mistake about something you didn't know (eastern european history is easy for westeners to overlook, because we're not a big country like them, we're not england or france or spain or germany) and admit/apologize for said mistake or even just outright state that you don't actually care rather than say nothing and quietly remove something so that people would stop talking about it

[andwhateverwalkedthere]

Can we talk about how we definitely don’t give the Magnus Chase books enough credit? Like these books are such a beautiful depiction of coming to terms with grief and finding purpose in new relationships. Magnus’ struggle to accept his mother’s death and his guilt over it culminating in a beautiful moment where he feels her love and presence with and for him in his battle with Surt. The horrific despair he feels whenever someone around him is hurt, literally moving him to tears every time, even when it’s Gunilla, someone who has been actively hunting him. The line about how they are all empty cups, but that they can share each other’s burdens instead of filling themselves with pain. Just the beautiful bonds these characters who have each been isolated in their own way have formed with each other. How each of these characters have every right to be bitter and spiteful as a result of the tragedy in their lives, but choose love and each other at every turn.

[shirecorn]

Tumblr keeps popping up to sell me ad free dashboard. But what it doesn't understand is that me and the ads have a sort of symbiosis at this point.

The guys from the fake gameplay trailers for a predatory mobile app are my blorbos

[shiveringsoldier]

The Lion in Winter (1968) dir. Anthony Harvey

[deliciousangelfestival]

I Hate It When You're Drunk - 5

Character: bodyguard!Bucky Barnes x Princess!Reader

Summary: A forbidden love between a princess and her bodyguard. They love each other deeply, but their relationship is threatened by the tyrant king's oppressive rule and their differing social statuses.

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His body was drenched in sweat, his heart pounding in his chest. Bucky could hardly breathe as the king’s words cut through him like a sword against his neck. The sting of the blade pricking his skin was sharp, and a trickle of blood ran down to the sword’s edge.

“Because my daughter is fond of you, and I owed your father, you think I’d let you roam free?” Leonard pressed the sword against Bucky's neck, the blade pricking his skin until a small drop of blood trickled down.

The king saw the blood and smirked. He pushed Bucky away and wiped the blood off the blade.

Bucky took a deep breath, trying to gather his composure.

“How dare you and other rats try to demolish the monarchy,” Leonard sneered. “Kneel!”

Bucky immediately fell to his knees. “I cannot express how foolish I am, my king.”

The tyrant king scoffed. “So you still see me as your king?”

Bucky kept his gaze down. “Yes, Your Majesty.”

“Repeat the oath you swore to serve the kingdom,” Leonard commanded.

Bucky clenched his fist. “I, James Buchanan Barnes, as General of Veridian, swear my life to serve the kingdom and give my loyalty to King Leonard Damon II!”

“Say it again!” Leonard barked.

“I, James Buchanan Barnes, as General of Veridian, swear my life to serve the kingdom and give my loyalty to King Leonard Damon II!”

“Again!” Leonard’s voice thundered.

Each time Bucky repeated the oath, it felt like his pride and life were being trampled on. He could just take Leonard’s life right now, but if he did, he would be branded a traitor.

“You look pitiful, James,” Leonard chuckled.

Bucky’s feelings were a tumultuous storm of anger, shame, and helplessness. The humiliation burned in his chest, but he kept his expression stoic, knowing he couldn’t afford to show any weakness.

“I knew you were an idealistic person. Seeing you like this must be difficult for you.” Leonard shook his head.

“I take pride in the name of the tyrant king because of the sacrifices I made to get this throne,” Leonard said, his voice dripping with menace.

“And you?! A boy like you tried a coup d'etat?” His face contorted in fury, his eyes blazing with rage.

“I will take full responsibility, Your Majesty,” Bucky replied, his voice steady despite his fear.

“Don't worry, James. You will get the responsibility.” Leonard’s voice held a sinister note.

Bucky’s breath hitched at the tone of the tyrant king, as if Leonard had caught him in a snare. Bucky lifted his face to see Leonard’s expression, trying to read the king's intentions.

The tyrant king stood taller, dominating the room like a predator that had cornered its prey. “As we speak, my secret guard has captured your little group,” Leonard said, his voice dripping with malice.

“I will crush you, take everything you have, and turn you into an obedient lapdog for my daughter,” Leonard spat. His words were like venom, seeping into Bucky’s blood and poisoning his spirit.

Leonard leaned down, his eyes gleaming like a lion gazing at a helpless rabbit. “Do you know why I succeeded in taking the throne from my brother?”

Bucky stayed silent, but understanding dawned on him, and his heart sank.

“That’s right. There was a traitor among them who took my side. Same with you. There’s a traitor among your ranks.” Leonard’s smirk widened as he saw the realization hit Bucky.

Bucky felt trapped in a tornado, his mind whirling with the betrayal. Among his group, the strong brotherhood that shared the same goal, someone had turned against them. The thought was a knife twisting in his gut.

Leonard gave a strong pat on Bucky’s shoulder, his grip firm and condescending. “This is the last mercy you will receive from me. I let my only child marry you because that’s what she asked of me.” Leonard’s tone was a chilling reminder of the power he held over Bucky’s life.

The way Leonard spoke made it clear: Bucky was alive only because of you. He owed his life to you, and that debt weighed heavily on him.

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In another room, you are excitedly planning your dream wedding with the royal event planner. Your closest servants, who know this wedding is all you’ve ever wanted, join in with enthusiasm. The room buzzes with ideas and laughter, the air filled with joy and anticipation.

Suddenly, Bucky enters the room, his face pale and his movements tense.

“You leave us alone,” you order the servants, who quickly obey and exit the room.

You approach Bucky, touching his face gently. “Did my father do something?”

Bucky quickly grasps your hand and shakes his head, forcing a smile. “Well, it’s normal for a father to be stern, knowing his daughter will be taken away.”

His words hold some truth, but you can see there’s more to it. Your father must have said something to make Bucky this pale.

Just then, Marvin, the master of the household, enters the room, catching both you and Bucky off guard. “Forgive my rudeness, Your Highness,” he says with a bow, then heads to reach the TV remote.

The screen lights up with a news headline: “Group of Rebels Captured. The rebels were found in their hideouts. Veridian Intelligence successfully apprehended them. It was the king’s order to ensure the country’s safety.”

You gasp, “There’s a rebellion?” The news surprises you, but deep down, you understand the reason. Your father has wiped out all his enemies, but the problems persist.

Behind the smiles, compliments, and bows that you and the king receive, you know some of them harbor deep-seated hatred.

Beside you, Bucky clenches his fist, his knuckles white. His comrades have been captured, and the weight of guilt settles heavily on his shoulders. He feels the sting of betrayal, the pain of seeing those he fought alongside fall into the king’s trap.

“They haven’t done anything bad, yet,” you say, your voice trembling. You turn to Bucky, seeing the turmoil in his eyes.

“They were just trying to fight for what they believed in,” you continue, your voice soft but firm. “But I can’t condone violence either. There must be another way.”

Bucky looked at you, his eyes reflecting a mix of relief and gratitude. In that moment, it was as if a breath of fresh air had swept through him. You understood him, and that understanding meant everything.

“I’ll tell the king not to impose a heavy punishment,” you said, turning off the TV and heading toward Leonard’s study. As you walked away, you felt Bucky’s hand gently grasp yours.

“Thank you,” he murmured, his voice barely above a whisper.

Not fully understanding the depth of his gratitude, you shrugged lightly. “I’ll see you later.” With that, you left, leaving Bucky alone in the room.

As the door closed behind you, Bucky's legs felt weak. He sank to his knees, the weight of his despair pressing him down. The room seemed to close in on him, a metaphorical cage of his own making. The echoes of his own thoughts reverberated in his mind like the clanging of bars, a relentless reminder of his entrapment.

His breathing was shallow, his chest tight with a mixture of anxiety and frustration. Bucky’s fingers trembled as he clutched the carpet, his knuckles white. The crushing reality of his situation settled over him, the hope he’d clung to now feeling like a distant dream.

He felt utterly isolated, trapped in a labyrinth of betrayal and duty. The warmth of your hand lingered on his skin, a fleeting reminder of the life he wished he could have—a life free from the tyranny he now faced.

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[frroott-draws]

The Icewing Prince regards you with disgust 🥶

[jillsandwhichs]

Framed photo of Zoe Baker

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[femmeofhearts]

butch who loves me sweetly and gifts me flowers and jellycats when

[purplebass]

The way Henry's fate as well as Richard's is foreshadowed through what happens to Bunny. They are foil characters. Both Henry and Bunny wear glasses and the former moves the threads. He also moves the threads by sustaining Bunny's fake appearance. Even before he's trying to kiss up to him so he won't say anything about what he suspects the group did, Henry takes care of his bills at restaurants or bars. When Richard became part of their group, Bunny believed that he was the "new" Henry and that he could be the one to support the lifestyle he couldn't afford. He soon realized that Richard wasn't wealthy and was just like him, but they behaved differently with others. Richard would've rather starved in that cold shed than calling anybody for help, while Bunny demanded the most expensive hotel from Henry. Henry helps both - heck, Henry helps everyone all the time. But what for? If we have to think about philosophy, Henry is a stoic. His final gesture could be seen as selfish (he feared that because of what Charles did, the police would discover their crimes) but it could also be seen like the stoics did: a life of virtue wasn't possible so Henry decided to stop it and save the others. He has a savior complex and he is quite unemotional to the point of looking like a sociopath, which is interesting. He is indeed stoic. As far as the classic philosophical schools go, then Bunny is an epicurean. He seeks pleasure in everything and is aware that he can't get it because pleasure is expensive. He can only mooch off other people. In a way, his demise is a punishment for his search of hedonism. Richard is a skeptic. He is deeply upset by what happened and questions everyone's actions and would want to distance himself from this, but he never does. He questions everything but it's like the course of the events brings him to his conclusion. He also thinks that maybe Henry planned all of this (which, he will never know. The fact that Henry was transferring the ownership of his car to Richard and every time he made him find things out was sus). Richard ended up being a casualty in this even though he lived at the end - albeit with a scar on his abdomen that will forever remind him of what happened. They both had a wound on their head (as did Camilla, but this is a conversation for another day). The day Richard got his, Henry "saved" him. Did he save him because he needed someone on whom put the blame if things got bad... or he genuinely cared about him? Richard still thinks about this in the end, but it feels like it doesn't matter because even if Henry had wanted to frame him (like I said, we will never know), he still loves Henry and misses Bunny all the same, and got neither, not even Camilla. They all left him.

Would have things gone differently, if Charles hadn't showed up at the inn that day? Would the book have ended with Richard framed for the crimes that the group committed and had been their scapegoat?

[valeovalairs]

You can pry girl dad Mark Winters out of my cold dead hands.

[blujello]

All that shitting on ships aside i fuckn love Lynxfall it's genuinely a great ship

Snowfall CRYING at the prospect of Lynx going on some mission to another continent bc she's so afraid Lynx'll maybe die is so heartwarming to see specifically from her bc of her usual cold attitude

It's such a great way to show that Snowfall does truly treasure Lynx's companionship (platonic or romantic either work i just happen to love them as a couple)

I also absolutely love that Lynx blocks Tundra while Snowfall breaks the name wall idk why i just really like that scene

[willothewispwisteriadawn]

I’m flabbergasted by this one Donna Tartt statement I read last night.

So I was reading an interview with Donna Tartt because I love her takes on writing, and I saw this. And it’s WILD to me for a ton of reasons. Here she’s discussing how she almost didn’t publish The Secret History. 

First of all… The editor being blatantly wrong. I thought of an extremely famous novel with a male narrator written by a woman in no less than 0.5 seconds after reading this guy say it had never been done (Literally Frankenstein. The novel technically even has a male narrator narrating a male narrator narrating a male narrator at one point so TAKE THAT).

Secondly… Donna Tart almost not publishing it then sticking to her guns and trusting her work. A queen decision. It makes me feel good about all the writing projects I have that I question. 

Thirdly… The reason Richard had to be male. She says it’s so people wouldn’t perceive his decisions to be colored by romance and for the focus to be purely on the morality of his choices. Like if she’s saying she didn’t want there to be “any question” if Richard was in love with Julian, Henry, Francis, Charles, etc…. OH DEAR. MS. TARTT, I HAVE BAD NEWS. 

https://www.anothermag.com/art-photography/3209/donna-tartt-on-the-secret-history

[victoryrifle]

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[withasideofshakespeare]

What's Tumblr's Favorite Shakespeare Play?

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