he/him. yes, I do act like this all the time.
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Where are his eyes?
Exactly where they’ve always been, Martin. Watching over my Institute.
checking in on my old hyperfixations like a divorced parent to their child who barely speaks to them after they remarried
Because “gee” is an exclamation abbreviating “Jesus” I propose that every time Link yells “hya” he’s invoking the name of Hylia.
Alex and Steve Minecraft are t4t. Their deadnames? Adam and Eve. In this essay I will
I was bound I was bound and determined to be the child to be the child you wanted - The Truth Is a Cave // The Oh Hellos
[ID: Digital bust of Gerry Keay wiping away blood coming from his nose. He is pictured as a young adult with pale skin and long dark hair that is blond at the roots. He is wearing a Metallica t-shirt as well as a spiked bracelet. He has a couple of piercings, one in his eyebrow and two 'snakebites' below his bottom lip. Each of his knuckles is tattooed with a minimalistic eye. His chin is somewhat tilted down, gazing up with a furrowed brow. Although his expression is tough and stoic, his eyes are a little glassy, leaving the impression that the injury hurts more than he is willing to give away. END ID]
new devastating headcanon dropped Every drawn iteration of sasha james is incorrect because she’s gone. she no longer exists. any attempt we make to capture her will forever be slightly wrong and we’ll never know because we as the listeners are cursed to hear but not observe
"i hope ___ doesn't exist in this universe" i hope they exist and they're Just Normal. i hope elias is high somewhere rn. amen
some of you need to take a ten week intensive course in how adult men interact with each other before you’re allowed to enter fandom
polyamory and bisexuality could have saved camelot
forgot I did this
hopefully this one is better quality :D
i am the throat of delusion incarnate
henry in ffps is like about 80 years old so he definetely talks like a grandpa for hours beyound his slay monologs
read horizontally
refaat alareer - "let it be a tale"
A Palestinian poet who was martyred by an Israeli air strike on 7th of December.
Translation by (@tameeolivefern)
Poem in English and Arabic:
إذا كان لا بد أن أموت
فعليك أن تحيا
لتقص قصتي
لتبيع أشيائي
لتشتري قطعة قماش
و بضعة خيوط
(لتكون بيضاء بذيل طويل)
حتى طفل في مكان ما في غزة
يحدق بالسماء
ينتظر اباه الذي غادر على عجل
بلا أن يودع أحدًا
حتى جسده
حتى نفسه -
يرى الطائرة الورقية طائرتي التي صنعتها
تحلق عاليا
و يظن لوهلة أن ملاكًا عاليا
يُعيد الحب
إذا كان لا بد أن أموت
لتجعلها تحضر الأمل
لتجعلها قصة
If I must die,
you must live to tell my story
to sell my things
to buy a piece of cloth
and some strings,
(make it white with a long tail)
so that a child, somewhere in Gaza
while looking heaven in the eye
awaiting his dad who left in a blaze-
and bid no one farewell
not even to his flesh
not even to himself-
sees the kite, my kite you made, flying up
above
and thinks for a moment an angel is there
bringing back love
If I must die
let it bring hope
let it be a tale
^ clickable link
https://archiveofourown.org/works/52255663
heres a. trans!martin blackwood angst fic I think ‼️🤘 ao3 debut follow for bangers
fanfic mutuals I am pointing at this respectfully
https://archiveofourown.org/works/52255663
heres a. trans!martin blackwood angst fic I think ‼️🤘 ao3 debut follow for bangers
1. Yes they have to fight, 2. Tell me who’s fighting who in the tags! (I’ll add the most ridiculous combos in a reblog)
saw the fnaf movie this past weekend (twice!) and it was sooooo good i will never recover
here’s doodles of the original 5 ! (i’m also planning on drawing every other character too …👀)
youre not yaoiful at all
The Circus 🤡🎪
Magnus masterpost
Elias go brrr
Man can gaslight and manipulate me all he wants lmao
jon is the kind of person to agree to look after a friend’s kid for an evening and end up watching frozen with them and absolutely sobbing at every emotional beat
good work everybody no more notes on this post 👍
hm… no I don’t think Gertrude was feeling cold and uncaring when she sacrificed Michael. I don’t think she just dusted her hands off and walked away. I think she was used to risky plans and close calls, even used to an occasional casualty, but her blood ran cold when she realized she was choosing to send one to their death. not collateral damage — a sacrifice.
and I think she tried to be as numb as possible, calculating, deciding, even as she knew deep down that only one of her assistants would walk straight into hell on her word.
and I think she found him a bit annoying before that. the jaded resent the naive — it isn’t fair, but it’s true. but by the time he brought her tea the next day, in her mind, he was already dead. everyone looks better dead. optimism, trust, loyalty all become virtues where they were once liabilities.
I don’t think she didn’t feel the gravity of her choice. I think she did it anyway.
and she did not hesitate.
"weeping angel"