tense grace made t e n d e r.

WE are the dust of dust. we are the apple of god’s eye. we are infinite as the universe we hold inside. WITH golden string, our universe was clothed in light. pulling at the seams: our once barren world now brims with life. THAT we may fall in love every time we open up our eyes. I GUESS space & time takes violent things, a n g r y things & makes them kind. LET there be light, let there be light, let me be r i g h t.

[dreamingpartone]

uh my hand slipped while I was yelling about this

[wristcompass]

“I will love you forever, whatever happens. Till I die and after I die, and when I find my way out of the land of the dead, I’ll drift about forever, all my atoms, till I find you again.”

[lepetitcrowley]

Without stories,

we wouldn’t be h u m a n b e i n g s

[hsrdfeelings-deactivated2018061]

of gods and girls: athena, goddess of wisdom, craft, and war

credit: all credit in image descriptions.

[whenshinethestars-blog]

Lyra “Silvertongue” Belacqua Aesthetic

[cherrytopping]

[everyatcm]

{ @werewolfcop x }

lyra was silent for a moment, considering his words. he had a point. “well, still. you ought to apologise because it wasn’t really a fair fight, was it? --- what did he say?” her tone was CASUAL, hiding the curiosity well: but she had missed the conversation & was eager to have all the DETAILS.

[everyatcm]

{ @melvnlord x }

“i do have psychic powers.” wide-eyed, appearing entirely serious; “i can psychically tell that you’re being a dick for no reason.” lyra folded her arms. “what’s all that about? are you ALLERGIC to small talk? or do you think you’re too good for the likes of us --- me?” she hastily corrected herself, hoping the other girl wouldn’t derail lyra’s point to discuss her use of the royal we. “if you ask me, it’d be BEST if your brain was a clone of mine, ‘cause then at least i’d be talking to someone vaguely INTERESTING.”

[everyatcm]

{ @pumpkxngirl x }

{ to: blair } i intend to do just that { to: blair } but do i get a hint about what you’re planning? or is it a total surprise?

[melissanovels]

i started the golden compass the other day and lyra is my daughter and i will protect her with my life.

[freyadicct]

Follow us if you love Freya Mavor

[rustofstardust]

all your gods are teenage girls:  apollo, god of music, art, the sun, and light

[everyatcm]

lyra had broken her promise. midsummer & she had not been where she was meant to be. it had been IMPOSSIBLE, she told herself --- no way on earth ( on ANY earth ) that she would have been able to make it to her and will’s meeting place. but another part of her knew that she should have been there anyway. it would have been impossible, but hadn’t she done impossible things before?

so here she was on a park bench ( but not the park bench ) trying & failing to hold back tears. and she barely noticed the person approaching until they were right there beside her, about to sit. “NO.” voice far louder, far more ANGRY than she had intended. lyra dragged a hand across her wet cheeks, turning her face partially away. “no, i’m sorry: that seat’s occupied.” even though it quite clearly wasn’t; had not been the entire time she’d been sitting here.

[freyadicct]

Follow us if you love Freya Mavor

[everyatcm]

{ @wcterwitch​ x }

see -- this. this was what lyra was talking about. she didn’t even know this woman & yet she cared so much. too much. she wanted to cry and her companion seemed to have no emotion at all. perhaps they could share the BURDEN, and both of them could feel normal. “there’s no way you’re the worst person ever.” that simply couldn’t be true --- not when lyra had known people sacrifice their family to save their own skins; seen people kidnapping children; seen cold-blooded murder. “so whatever is coming to you . . . it won’t be that bad.” ( she hoped. )

“because -- because it’s so exhausting to CARE all the time. i wish i could turn it off but i can’t. & i think so much about things i can’t even CHANGE any more, things i should just FORGET. i just . . . don’t want to feel sad any more.” that was what it was. sadness, all the time, even when she felt happy: waiting underneath her skin, ready to REMIND her of all the things she’d lost & all the reasons she had to feel guilty.

[everyatcm]

{ @keeperofthenightmother x }

ah, a jester -- that was what he was! “yeah, definitely. so . . . do you do tricks? tell jokes? play music? what’s your ACT like?”

[everyatcm]

{ @chcrylblossoms​ x }

lyra really ought to control the sarcasm when she’s trying to be NICE, but --- “watch paint dry? see, its these kind of artistic, PRETENTIOUS documentaries that i hate.” she shrugs. “just thought it might be INTERESTING. you pick something, then. if your taste is so much better than mine.”