I want my life to feel like itâs about me.
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I want my life to feel like itâs about me.
Okay last post abt the magicians today I swear
I just love this representation of magic so much
THE MAGICIANS + Favorite Episodes âł 2x08: Word As BondÂ
My takeaway lately is that anything can happen at any time, so just be there for your friend while you can.
âRichard Siken
eliot and margo in a season 3 trailer
I canât go back. I know itâs hard right now, but itâs gonna be okay. Letâs just save our overthinking for the puzzle, yeah? Fifty years. Who gets proof of concept like that?
Swam in the ocean for a bit, now Iâm lounging at the pool. This trip is basically the first time my (unfinished) Magicians tattoo hasnât been covered by clothes. Keys and bees!
If youâre not worried about forever, thereâs plenty of shit that can get you through the next hour.
[fic]: tell all the pieces of me
âLife is probabilistic,â Julia says. âEach life is rooted in its surrounding subjectivities. We donât need to bring all of him back. We couldnât, because there is no all of him anymore. But we can bring a piece of him â and another â and another â and if we get enough pieces, then our own consciousness will unite them. We can â fill in the gaps, like your mind does when youâre looking at a constellation.â
âOr a mosaic,â Eliot says quietly. Thinking about what he had learned there: that the beauty of all life existed in the spaces between.
Alice looks at him. âYeah. Like that.
(Or: A story about bringing Quentin(s) back to life.)
i finished a fic! ~15k, a light and somewhat goofy episode tag for 5x03 that got out of hand, quentin/eliot and kiiind oooof quentin/alice toooooo but mostly just a big love letter to quentin coldwater in all his incarnations, tbh. featuring: chance theory, circumstantial debates, vegan comfort food, the horrors of adolescence, fogg playing favorites, an excitable guest to the scheme, gnomes, bonding, and the virtues and rigors of honesty.
read on ao3.
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We loved each other for a really, really long time
This ship has holes, but dammit she still floats!
This study method is fucking chaos
âMagic doesnât come from talent, it comes from pain.â