𝑺𝑼𝑵 𝑬𝑨𝑻𝑬𝑹

𝒂 𝒔𝒂𝒊𝒏𝒕 𝒘𝒊𝒍𝒍 𝒆𝒏𝒅 𝒊𝒕

[solntseyed]

i can’t believe this login works still

[solntseyed]

i Am gonna be active here life is just kicking my ass

[solntseyed]

i’m gonna take a break from dumblr, finish the grisha books and just try and declutter. catch me on discord Sankta Zelda#7270

[liquidlightandrunningtrees]

There is something beautiful coming, even if it’s only the sun.

Ashe Vernon (via liquidlightandrunningtrees)

[solntseyed]

𝑰 𝒂𝒎 𝒂 𝒏𝒆𝒘 𝒔𝒖𝒏 𝒃𝒐𝒓𝒏 𝒕𝒐 𝒔𝒉𝒂𝒕𝒕𝒆𝒓 𝒂𝒊𝒓 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒆𝒂𝒕 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒆𝒂𝒓𝒕𝒉.

anti canon alina starkov from the grishaverse. dash only. written by zelda. prev solsvyatoy

[solntseyed]

ravkralj‌ / 𝑶' 𝑲𝑰𝑵𝑮 𝑶𝑭 𝑺𝑪𝑨𝑹𝑺 :

𝐋𝐀𝐃𝐘 𝐎𝐅 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐒𝐔𝐍 !

to look at the wreckage left behind in his home , nikolai felt something unholy shudder inside of him. it was of a melancholy nostalgia, with the hairs on his arms raising the longer he thought about all that had been sacrificed in the pursuit of vainglorious pride. 

in the next movement , the king felt his heart cascade down like the first leaf of autumn─and so terribly , terribly , alone. nikolai dared not even give his fears a name , or thought. he knew there was something roaring to claw its way to the surface , but to name it would be to give 𝐈𝐓 power. 

then came a warmth , even if the sun had long set ── prevalent in the presence of  H E R. just like the sun , she was able to shine at the shadows , to usher them away with so much a gaze: Nikolai envied that. consequently , he began to wonder if he seeing himself as small was a sign of something being terribly wrong and ill with him … but he wouldn’t entertain that possibility. ❝ AND SO , the lady of the hour makes her appearance , at long last ! I was beginning to think you had stood me up , you know.  ❞

  S T A R T E R  C A L L . || @solsvyatoy​

Even     with     all     this     bloodshed     and     horror,     the     weight     of     His     Rib     about     her     wrist,     Alina     manages     to     flash     a     teasing     smile,     𝒃𝒓𝒊𝒈𝒉𝒕     𝒍𝒊𝒌𝒆     𝒕𝒉𝒆     𝒔𝒖𝒏     and     just     as     warm     as     her     eyes     roll     back     fondly.     “I     can’t     believe     you’d     think     so     little     of     me,     ye     of     little     faith.”     Her     smile     is     like     the     sun,     but     it’s     almost     like     a     sunset;     sleepy     and     full     of     melancholy,     wearied     by     war.     Her     arm     winds     through     his,     needle     and     thread     even     though     she     pointedly     keeps     Mal’s     rib     bone     as     far     away     from     him     as     possible,     the     thought     of     somehow     contaminating     Nikolai     with     any     more     darkness     than     he     already     had     been     exposed     to     making     something     in     her     stomach     twist.     Sometimes     she’ll     look     down     at     her     arms     and     shriek,     seeing     and     feeling     sticky     red     blood     coating     her     flesh,     until     she     blinked     and     it     had     all     been     scrubbed     away     again.     “How’ve     you     been     lately     —     everything     considered.”     Everything     being     briefly     turned     into     a     shadow     monster,     the     possibility     of     consuming     human     flesh,     and     becoming     the     𝑲𝒊𝒏𝒈     𝒐𝒇     𝑹𝒂𝒗𝒌𝒂     all     in     the     span     of     a     few     weeks.     She     could     say     all     of     this,     but     she     would     very     probably     dissolve     into     quiet     and     dignified     tears     until     she     broke     and     began     to     wail     wildly     about     how     unfair     life     had     been     to     all     of     them.     Instead,     she     chose     to     smile,     arm     tightening     around     his     by     a     fraction.

[solntseyed]

i turned you off leave me alone

[solntseyed]

[solntseyed]

probably gonna be on @starszakrew tomorrow cause so I can both Finish Alina's stuff And have the satisfaction of writing

[driflloon]

zeline prabowo

[thisobscuredesireforbeauty]

Betty Blythe in Chu Chin Chow (Dir. Herbert Wilcox, 1925) , costume by Erté, 1925. Source

[sagamemes]

whisper ginger sentence starters — southern edition.   these sentences are all from the videos of whisper ginger on youtube, specifically from the videos where she portrays her southern characters; the diction reflects that in some of these, but the rest ought to be usable for any muses !  changes in pronouns, etc. very much encouraged.

“ well, hello there, honey. ”

“ now, tell me about your future [husband/wife/spouse]. ”

“ that’s what i’ve been telling my [daughter/son/child]. ”

“ i think you went with the right choice picking me because i will take care of you. ”

“ lord knows what problems she’s got. ”

“ simple is just elegant, you know what i mean? ”

“ honey, you’re preaching to the choir. ”

“ now, you know, i love my [brother/sister/siblings] to death and my family is everything, but… ”

“ them folks a little different than us down here. ”

“ i like to keep a pearl in at all times. ”

“ if it’s crappy, people are gonna be talking about it for months, years even. ”

“ you want some tea, coffee, or anything? ”

“ who’s paying for this? mommy and daddy? ”

“ that’s the way to do it, honey. that is the way. ”

“ shit, they were there. ”

“ pardon my language. ”

“ i’ve seen it all. i’ve seen the worst. ”

“ i’ve handled the worst. ”

“ he works in mysterious ways, he does. ”

“ oh, bless your heart. ”

“ i think there’s a fine line to be drawn there. ”

“ i’m gonna make you look absolutely beautiful. i mean you’re already beautiful, but you know, everybody looks a little better with some lipstick and eye makeup on. ”

“ you know what they say, a face without freckles is like a night without stars. ”

“ when the light hits it, oh lord, it’s gonna look gorgeous. ”

“ oh, you are glowing already, oh my goodness. ”

“ i heard it’s pretty dangerous, so y’all be careful, okay. ”

“ eyes are my favourite part, and you have really pretty [colour] ones. ”

“ chocolate is my weakness. ”

“ i swear, the devil himself could give me a piece of chocolate and i’d be like, hell, let’s go. ”

“ didn’t ya mama teach you right? ”

“ we gonna be drinking a lot of champagne tonight. ”

“ your lipstick always needs to be retouched. ”

“ do you love it? i’m so happy. ”

“ the only thing i’m good at is doing nails. ”

“ it works wonders, it really does. ”

“ you should be a hand model. ”

“ i’m telling you, that industry’s always looking for people, and you would be a fantastic candidate for that. ”

“ of course, honey. would i lie to you? ”

“ have you ever gone to a palm reader? i’ve always wanted to go to one, but i never got the opportunity to. ”

“ i feel like they’d tell me things and i’d be like, ‘oh shit, you’re lying, aren’t ya?’ ”

“ gorgeous diamond he got you, he’s a keeper alright. ”

“ hang on to those ones that treat you right. ”

“ don’t be telling anyone i told you that. we’ve got secrets down here. ”

“ it’s a nice job, i get to talk. i like to talk a lot. ”

“ when i first started, i was horrendous, i had to practice so much. ”

“ it gets so hot, sometimes i just wanna move up north, find some snow, and sit in it. ”

“ my [item] collection back home is iiiiinsane. ”

“ i don’t know where the hell else you’d use a q-tip. ”

[solntseyed]

vote y’all

[solntseyed]

“ How do I know I can trust you? ”

“I’ve     asked     myself     that     same     question     hundreds     of     times.”     She     wants     to     tear     at     his     throat     with     her     teeth;     no     power,     no     light     and     shadow,     no     𝑫𝒂𝒓𝒌𝒍𝒊𝒏𝒈     𝒂𝒏𝒅     𝑺𝒂𝒏𝒌𝒕𝒂.     Just     Alina     and     Aleksander,     raw     and     unhinged     in     her     anger.     Her     rage     for     Genya     and     Keramzin     still     festers     deep     in     her     flesh,     writhing     with     its     own     life     as     she     bares     her     teeth     at     him.     She’s     wet     with     Mal’s     blood     from     her     fingertips     to     almost     her     elbow,     the     rib     she’d     ripped     from     his     chest     clenched     tight     in     her     fist.     I’ll     need     to     remember     to     talk     to     David     later.     “Everything     you’ve     done;     to     Ravka,     to     its     people,     to     Nikolai!”     Rage     burns     within     and     without,     the     dark     sand     around     her     smoking     and     fusing     together,     glass     shards     forming     at     her     feet     and     refracting     even     more     light,     volcra     screeching     above     them.     𝑺𝑨𝑵𝑲𝑻𝑨     𝑨𝑳𝑰𝑵𝑨,     𝑻𝑯𝑬     𝑺𝑼𝑵     𝑺𝑼𝑴𝑴𝑶𝑵𝑫𝑬𝑹,     𝑨𝑳𝑰𝑵𝑨     𝑺𝑻𝑨𝑹𝑲𝑶𝑽.     All     names     and     titles     she’d     been     given,     never     wanted,     never     born     from     her     own     flesh     and     blood.     But     here     and     now,     she     is     all     and     none     of     those.     She     is     Alina;     𝑺𝑼𝑵     𝑬𝑨𝑻𝑬𝑹,     the     rage     of     all     of     Ravka     blooming     beneath     her     flesh.     “I     suppose     you’ll     never     know,     will     you?”     Her     eyes     glitter,     rueful     as     she     revels     in     having     surpassed     him,     finally.     More     suns     bloom     around     her,     and     Alina     smiles,     watching     the     darkness     around     them     dissipate     with     every     flash     of     light.    

@eldriytch​ / accepting / stardust

[mitchellwrites]

deathless ♚ sentence meme

You will always fall in love, and it will always be like having your throat cut, just that fast.

You are going to break your promise. I understand.

You’re lonely too.

It will stop your breath, how cruel I can be.

I am a demanding creature. I am selfish and cruel and extremely unreasonable.

I am your servant.

I crawl at your feet; for before your love, your kisses, I am debased.

For you alone I will be weak.

I belong here, and you will not deny me.

I say these things, and the world listens.

I do not tolerate a world emptied of you. I have tried.

In the dark, I have pored over the loss of you like pale gold.

I will not let her speak because I love her, and when you love someone, you do not make them tell war stories.

I moved the earth and the water for you.

You will always run away with her.

You will always lose her.

You will always be a fool.

You will always be dead, in a city of ice, snow falling into your ear.

You have already done all of this and will do it again.

No one should be judged for loving more than they ought, only for loving not enough.

We look terrible to you, and severe, and you see our blood flying.

What we carry between us is hard-won, and we made it just as we wished it to be, just the color, just the shape.

There need never be any rules between us.

Let us be greedy together; let us hoard.

Do not leave me, swear that you will never leave me.

I am selfish. I am cruel. My mate cannot be less than I.

Sleep with fists closed and shoot straight.

I can’t abide a poor liar.

You look like a winter’s night. I could sleep inside the cold of you.

Oh, quit that. Blushing is for virgins and Christians.

Scold me; deny me. Tell me you want what you want and damn me forever. But don’t leave me.

Bad luck relies on absolutely perfect timing.

In his own country, Death can be kind.

What is the world but a boxing ring where fools and devils put up their fists?

Men die. It’s practically what they’re for.

I am no one; I am nothing.

Nothing in me was not made by you.

A revelation is always the end of something. It might even be cause for grief.

Just tell yourself a story that’ll satisfy you and pretend he told it.

Forever isn’t bright; it isn’t like that. Forever is cold and hard and final.

I savor bitterness - it is born of experience. It is the privilege of one who has truly lived.

If you want to kill yourself, do not use us as your knife.

What did I do wrong? Was I boring? Did I ignore you?

Don’t you dare speak to me like that.

I have worn nothing but blood and death for years.

I have fought all your battles for you, just as you asked me.

I have learned not to cry when I strangle a man.

I have learned to watch everything die.

I am not a little girl anymore, dazzled by your magic. It is my magic, now, too.

Are we not devils?

No one is now what they were before the war.

I have not seen you without your skin on.

Close up your head; your brain is getting loose.

We obsess. It’s in our nature.

I’ve a devil of a habit for being right.

In war you must always choose sides.

If you try to be a bridge laid down between them, they will tear you in half.

We are all dead. All equal. Broken and aimless and believing we are alive.

My old bones will follow yours soon enough.

It is better to be strong and cruel than to be fair.

I will see him with his skin off before I agree to fall in love.

After love, no one is what they were before.

I have survived, but I have not been spared.

In the space of one heartbeat to another I loved you and I was lost to you.

Frighten me, make me cry, only come back.

It’s not so bad, my darling. Being dead. It’s like being alive, only colder.

You’ll think it’s love, while he dines on your heart.

You will be so beautiful when you are old.

I cannot keep you and I cannot let you go.

You will live as you live in any world…with difficulty, and grief.

I look at you and it is like my throat being cut.

She said you’d come and I swore to eat your heart.

I still want to kiss you.

My heart is being cut in two. I cannot bear it.

What happens to anything beautiful?

I have to know, I have to or else you will just rule me until the end of everything because you know and I do not.

[cinemaspam]

Meshes of the Afternoon (1943) dir. Maya Deren, Alexander Hammid

[0ut-of-my-head]

Robin Hood (2018) dir. Otto Bathurst