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CALEB LANDRY JONES & ZOË BLEU as Vlad & Elizabeta . ➨ DRACULA: A LOVE TALE .
more, she stands in the ether, beyond the realm of the living, dream walking threads. more, her song lures you in and you have a visceral reaction thread. more, she walks between rows of restless and grotesque dead and doesn’t balk or turn them away insight. more toxic dynamic and soul bonds because you’ve wanted to understand the framework of her mind and how to twist it but now because you can see her ….she sees you.
ALICIA AGNESON AS QUEEN FREYDIS OF KATTEGAT
Fair is foul. Foul is fair.
he hadn't expected the sound of a melodic voice to lead him to his lost kill, however far it had wandered away after an unfortunately poor hit. sigurd is no archer by any means, only good enough to feed himself. after maneuvering through the last bit of thick underbrush he spies the other, knelt by the dead animal, and his shock is written plainly on his face as he quickly lowers his bow. luckily, the stranger makes up for his lack of words.
under normal circumstances he couldn't have made sure to fulfil entirely what is her request. he had planned to use as much of the meat as possible for himself, though couldn't have used up everything before it would go spoilt, with no opportunity to keep the rest cool while travelling. but the butcher in the nearby village will know how to use every part of the dead creature.
❛ i'll sell him in the village, ❜ he offers, using the humanly designation for the animal, like the lady has. he hopes that this may ease her grief. though he doesn't see it very clearly in her eyes. there is a compassion in them instead that seems strong enough to somehow breach the distance between them and warm his chest a little. sigurd slowly draws closer to elf and dead buck, hesitance remaining in his step. he crouches down by the other end of his prey.
❛ forgive me, ❜ he sighs as he stares into her eyes, perhaps seeking genuine forgiveness. but after a moment he lowers his gaze and his hand to the animal, lips pressed together in a look of irritation. he doesn't fully hide his frustration over the added labor this will bring him. ❛ i didn't mean to upset you. ❜
her hands rest lightly upon the stag’s neck, fingers brushing against the pelt as though she might soothe the spirit already fled. the air holds its silence in slow, crumbling deference, broken only by the man’s words. sell him in the village. coarse ending, but not without practicality. she does not flinch, her gaze lingers upon him with the gravity of one accustomed to weighing words and the hearts that speak them. ❛ you mistake me, sir. ❜ she answers at last, her voice a soft little tide through the stillness.
❛ i grieve not the loss to myself, but to the wild. this creature knew the forest as his home long before either of us. you will make use of him, let it be with respect. ❜ studies him for a breath — hesitation in his step, the furrow in his brow in subtle betrayal to both sincerity and irritation. a mortal, for certain. burdened by the weight of his own survival. celebrían softens still, silver head tilted in slight, as though to ease the sting of her words.
❛ there is nothing to forgive. death is the way of most living things, at least a first death. only see that his passing is not in vain.❜ her palm presses briefly to the stag’s flank in benediction before she withdraws her hand, rising with eerie grace from her knee. no hauteur gleam that follows most of her kin, only the strange mingling of sorrow and mercy that lends her presence its star-hued aura.❛ and, you're still free to tell me to piss off. ❜ a break for levity, grin offered to ease what remains in tension.
i’m one of the lucky ones. because you survived? …aye, that too.
rest, i'll watch over you.
WHERE IT HURTS // accepting
it has been a long while since the songbird of imaldris had sung. a smile comes and goes quicker than the blink of an eye or fallen leaf in the dew of autumns grace. though it was barely a husk. a shell of what once was, where silver walked between shadow and light with ease instead of turmoil. her dearest girl, dappled in starlight and all the goodness that was her father. his kind eyes, lovelier even in their daughter reflected back and celebrían is reminded of such ruin within herself.
undeserving, unworthy of the ones she loved most. too broken to piece together, vessel rendered empty and brutalized. it is not the plight of a child to endure this, even with all of arwen’s strength. celebrían fears this image of herself, scarred and unhallowed, would burn into her the same way it did her brothers. forever warping them all in grief. and still, her motherly instincts scream beneath her skin, to offer comfort and reprieve even if it could not be mustered for herself.
❛ gilig nín.❜ the silver maiden had yet to recover the lilt of spring, her voice low and ashen. a hesitant reach, the brush of a hand healing from the iron burn of shackles to her daughters cheek. ❛ you’ll miss the first night of harvest. ❜ you’ll be haunted by the screams of your slumbering mother if you stay— words that do not reach past her throat. ❛ ada will need you. ❜
*whistles at @lcmion , respectfully* ( disrespectfully, actually, she's not looking like a lady )
i feel nervous in a way that can't be named . ( from lich knight John?) // @frzenfear
she walks with valar's gift, void and veil summoned in the silver glow. all that decays, all that rots, all of the restless dead. it speaks between her ears, a mind's eye so to speak, a mausoleum of shadow basking in her light. nerves frayed in endless fear, and yet, a calm swept across her brow, her smile softened more upon his confession. ❛ there is much that cannot be named, sir. wonders and horrors alike. ❜ step light upon the pathway, pale hair and blush of silk adorning skin. through ash and through snow, starlight faded between the decrepit arc of mangled branches. there is a dread of their surroundings, how easily gold and green faded. the sun vanished into the nether.
❛ is it born of what resides within you? ❜ she sings. pace halting under the knight's form, ichor gaze held there. far too much of something, knowing in tenderness behind her eyes, so much has been seen, so much endured in cruelty. still, she stands among death as though she could command it. a gentle turn of his wrist, the bright bloom placed in his palm withers to dust. fingertips trace the flesh of its resting place. ❛ do you fear yourself ? ❜
"i don't think less of you." From dihenor
WHERE IT HURTS // accepting
this new form holds the same aches, bleeding from the inside, it fills hollow bones and fragments of soul. ghostwalking. inching forward through this realm and getting nowhere, searching for his face in everyone. celebrían hardly felt the bristles comb through silver hair, gentle as dihenor had been. perhaps it was the perpetual state of being, the numbness, the overwrought heart that felt far too heavy to carry. she smiles, softly, golden eyes catching the other elleth in the reflection. ❛ perhaps you might just yet. ❜ the silver maiden fidgets with a loose thread on her sleeve, deflecting.
she knows how they all stare. in pity or not, the knowledge of what her fate had been inspires judgment. were she not a child of such renown and gilded legacy, she would have never survived otherwise. the pride of elves overwhelms all else at times. ❛ forgive me, dihenor.❜ she corrects herself, straightening her posture. ❛ i do not mean to sound so terribly cynical./ ❜
Alicia Agneson as Queen Freydis in Vikings s5
༘⋆。 where it hurts starters.
caretaker.
i'll stay until you fall asleep.
you're not a burden. not to me.
you don't have to act tough with me.
let me help.
if you need to cry, i'll look the other way.
you don't have to talk.
let me handle it, just for a minute.
rest, i'll watch over you.
i don't care if you think you're fine. i'm staying.
deep breaths.
just lean on me.
you're safe now, okay? just breathe.
i know it hurts. i'll sit here as long as it takes.
i'm not leaving until i know you're okay.
you don't need to hide.
let me take care of you this time.
shh. i'm right here.
you don't have to put on a smile for me.
i don't think less of you.
i'll be here when you wake up.
you're allowed to lean on me. that's what i'm here for.
you don't have to be okay.
scoot over, i'm not letting you sleep alone.
your hair's a mess. let me brush it.
don't apologize.
cared for.
i'm tired, that's all.
please don't go.
i don't know what i need.
you didn't need to come.
you shouldn't have to see me like this.
i hate feeling like this.
i was trying to push through. i think i made it worse.
this is so embarrassing.
can you just... stay a little longer?
i didn't think anyone would notice...
i'm not safe in my own head right now.
why are you being so gentle with me?
i don't want you to fix me.
today's just... one of the harder days.
i didn't know i needed to hear that.
can you stay? after i fall asleep?
sorry. i didn't mean to flinch.
i don't always know what's going to help.
this is the nicest anyone’s been to me all week.
i'm sorry. i know i'm a lot.
i don't even know why i'm crying...
i think i'm broken.
you didn't have to do all this for me.
i don't want to be a burden.
i didn't think anyone would stay.
What body part are you?
Heart
A heart in a cynical sense feels nothing, it simply carries through all the blood, all the oxygen, all the components the other parts that do feel need. An ugly organ, misshapen and strange when held in the palm of your hand. Yet, it is the centre of your being. It is the core. Even when you try to act unaffected, it is your heart that gives you away, skipping a beat, fluttering in excitement, halting dead in terror. You have so much of it to give, you just haven’t learned to discern who is and isn’t worthy of it yet. Hold onto it. Do not whittle it down, carve names into the flesh that you cannot erase. Remain patient, remain astute, and remain loving.
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a tender glimpse beneath the surface
❝ i'll always protect you. ❞
❝ i never meant to get this close, but now that i have i can't let you go. ❞
❝ i live for the moments when you look at me. the rest of the time i'm just existing. ❞
❝ i don't like how you make me feel. but i like not being around you even less. ❞
❝ i wish you wouldn't look at me like that. when you look at me like that i...it makes me wanna do things i shouldn't ❞
❝ there's no line i wouldn't cross for you. don't you realize that? ❞
❝ i did this for you. no one else. ❞
❝ i don't like it, but i'll do it for you. ❞
❝ i wonder how much of myself i'll have to give to you—how much i have to lay bare—before you realize how much you're taking. ❞
❝ i'm not trying to fix you. i'm just trying to be your friend. ❞
❝ i'm not um, real good at thank yous. or sorry's. but if you ever need me, i'm there. i owe you one. ❞
❝ i've seen you at your worst and i'm still standing here. ❞
❝ you've seen me at my worst but you're still here... ❞
❝ you can be mad at me, i can take it. i'd rather you be angry than shut me out. ❞
❝ i'm not angry, i'm just scared. ❞
❝ i know you love me, but do you like me? ❞
❝ do you think i'm a good person? ❞
❝ do you think i care for you so little that betraying me would make a difference? of course i'm helping you. ❞
❝ tell me what i can do to show you how i love you. i will give you anything you ask for. ❞
❝ you don't have to keep apologizing. just be here. day in and day out and prove that you're gonna keep showing up. that's all you have to do. ❞
❝ i only sleep well when you're next to me. ❞
❝ i don't want an apology i just want to understand. ❞
❝ i could actually use a hug right now. ❞
❝ i want everyone else to go away, but you can stay. ❞
❝ i actually do care what you think about. you're probably one of the only people whose opinion matters to me. ❞
❝ you always seem to know what i need. ❞
❝ you always seem to know just what i need to hear. ❞
❝ i want you to call me when you need someone. i want to be here for you. ❞
❝ you're the one i wanna call when i need someone. ❞
❝ seems like i always want you around when everything feels all fucked up. guess that means something. ❞
“What I was thinking was, what could have happened to this girl to make her think she had no way out?” “It was everything. It was my whole world and all the people in it. And the inertia of my life, plunging ahead and me powerless to stop it.”
TITANIC 1997, dir. James Cameron
okay, going to do some updating on the blog in the next few days. graphics, tags, carrd, maybe my follow list.
"Nothing is possible anymore." "But it's monstrous! Nothing prevents us from escaping, from being happy together, we love each other!" "We wouldn't be happy, you can't make happiness with cowardice." "I don't have the right, not anymore." "It's them who don't have the right." "How can love be a sin?" "Living without love is the only sin."