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Death is a delightful hiding place for weary men. MA: None Active ((All art of GrimdarkReaper comes from the very talented artist at: nubbybub.tumblr.com! Follow her for more awesome art! This blog can and will be NSFW just a warning!))

[supersadcupcakke]

I wonder who will get custody of spidey

[habitualshaker]

wtf is this poster

[zaptap]

captain america and iron man finally put aside thier differences to break spider-man’s arm

[grim-vantas]

((i also have a moose hat and i am incredibly happy with it))

[animentality]

Winnie the Pooh quotes make me cry.

“I think we dream so we don’t have to be apart for so long. If we’re in each other’s dreams, we can be together all the time.” 

“I used to believe in forever, but forever’s too good to be true” 

“I don’t feel very much like Pooh today,“ said Pooh. “There there,” said Piglet. “I’ll bring you tea and honey until you do.” 

“I wonder what Piglet is doing,” thought Pooh. “I wish I were there to be doing it, too.” 

“If you live to be a hundred, I want to live to be a hundred minus one day so I never have to live without you.” 

“We’ll be friends forever, won’t we, Pooh?” asked Piglet. “Even longer,” Pooh answered.

“If ever there is tomorrow when we’re not together… there is something you must always remember. You are braver than you believe, stronger than you seem, and smarter than you think. But the most important thing is, even if we’re apart… I’ll always be with you.” 

“Forever isn’t long at all, Christopher, as long as I’m with you.” 

“How lucky I am to have something that makes saying goodbye so hard.”

[justbadpuns]

i lost my mood ring and i don’t know how to feel about it..

[wigglyistough]

Me

[grim-vantas]

((my eyeliner has smeared and now it looks like im judgin everything i look at))

[grim-vantas]

I NEED T’ GET A NEW TATTOO.

[eggdropsoupe-deactivated2016050]

[awwdorables]

he’s going to bake something amazing

[grim-vantas]

I’D BE PISSED THAT THERE ARE SO MANY CHOCOLATE COVERED DICKS IN THIS TAG BUT I’M TOO BUSY LAUGHIN’ AT HOW SMALL THEY ARE.

[perletwo]

She grinned, and again I was struck by the youthfulness of her face, a quality that has less to do with coloring or bone structure than with a kind of inner brightness and anticipation, the look of someone who has hardly begun to discover what life has to offer.

Joanne Harris, Chocolat (via perletwo)

[lovethisblogstill]

chocolat (dir. lasse hallstrom, 2000)

[glittering-snowfall]

“…who we include…”

– from Chocolat (2000)

[depper-than-you]

[moviemusic-star90]

[grim-vantas]

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[aseaofquotes]

Charles Frazier, Cold Mountain

[theveilsexiles-archive]

{Festive Favors}

[theveilsexiles-archive]

As Tar takes up shop behind Lucifer he exhales slowly, letting his eyes blink shut for a moment. There’s doubt in him as well, fear – what if it doesn’t work. What if it goes wrong. What if it goes right? What if Grim comes back and – he’s changed his mind, something’s wrong, something’s different. But he inhales deep and slow and presses it back, forces it down, because he can feel Kit shaking in his arms and that gives him something to focus on.

So he smiles in gentle reassurance and presses a kiss to the back of Kit’s head, drawing him close as he purrs softly at him. “It’s okay, it’s gonna be okay,” he whispers softly, rocking the two of them back and forth slowly.

Kenna doesn’t look back for a second, focused entirely on Grim, on – Kankri. He can be called that, he can have that name. Kenna doesn’t need it anymore, he has a new name, and it suits him just fine. Giving a nod he returns the smile, albeit awkwardly, fangs glinting before he exhales. Reaching out he rests his hands in Kankri’s, letting his eyes slide close.

“Sounds like a plan to me,” he agrees, then all at once lets the fire erupt. The emotions surge through him like an inferno, no soft gentle love to be found. Nothing but pure, wild devotion, roaring through him as his tail sparks and flashes in bright brilliant embers. 

[thedoomedheroes]

Every moment that passes makes Kit’s heart clench in worst kind of anticipation. Nausea swirls around in his stomach, goosebumps crawl up his skin, and he finds that he can barely breath.

He’s coming back. He’s coming back.

He can’t close his eyes, can’t take his eyes off of Kenna and Kankri. Memories begin to filter in, of the hours he’d spend sitting on Grim’s bed, talking to him, whispering to him soft little nothings about how much he missed him, all the way to days he’d come in crying and scream at his prone body about how scared he was, how he was trying so hard to keep himself and Papa from falling apart, how he was trying to keep their family together, but he couldn’t even keep himself together. 

He remembers the times he’d put his face down on the sheets by Grim’s hand and told him he’d wished he’d died in his timeline with the rest of his friends. The times he’d lain beside him and whispered about how he was afraid to tell Tar or his mates about everything he was feeling, afraid they’d blame themselves, because he knew they would. He didn’t feel right anymore, didn’t feel safe, didn’t feel whole. Sometimes, he felt like he was living two different lives.

He doesn’t fee the tears on his face anymore. He barely feels anything beyond Tar’s arms around him, as his whole body feels like it’s been stricken numb. It’s been too long. Too long since his family wasn’t broken. His life and his love were all in shambles around him – he wants this – so bad. This one little place. In his real life. That is safe. He’s been running away for so long – when it’s this. This is all he needs. Maybe, with this small start, he can begin to fix things, finally. 

He wonders if Grim will be disappointed in him, for being so weak, to need him like this. He wonders if Tar would be, if he told him. What about Cronus and MItuna? Blukat? Knight?

“Dati…” he whispers. “Wake up. Please.”

Please forgive me.

[grim-vantas]

As soon as the two touch hands a pulse of bright light shoots through the room like a strong wind, nearly yanking the twos hands apart. But Kankri quickly takes hold of Kenna’s hands tightly in his, refusing to release. His brows pushed together in determination, the two essences slowly drifting and curling towards each other. 

“C’mon..C’mon...” he repeats over and over, hands shaking a bit. Slowly the two lights meet and. The entire room is blinded in a bright white light for a good 15 seconds. 

It dies down after that but Grim’s entire body is glowing. Kankri and Lucifer both hold their breath, staring with wide hopeful eyes as the light begins to slowly fade away.

Grim is still. No noise. No anything. And for a split second Lucifer feels his shoulders slump in defeat. But then. Grim’s body begins to reform and the cracks begin to fill and close. 

“Grim...?” he calls quietly. And his eyes shoot open, bright and alive and awake. And he shoots off the bed Kankri has to fly up and dodge it flying at him. He’s on Tar and Kit in seconds, squeezing them both as tightly as he possibly can.