#divergent path

[fabrizqueersubtext]

I’m getting BIG Percy vibes from Taliesin during this scene in the prison.... like the accent and everything

[courtleymanor]

Strike Anywhere - Cassandratic Equation

The past nights I have had dreams Three dreams of change The final conflict at the world's end People running away from fear Hands to cover the eyes and ears and mouths Of the leaders drowning, listen Are our souls in bondage, unbreakable

Heart riot, exodus solution The divergent path seems so clear We run back into freedom We focus and we defy this time of pain

This time of pain…

And so we go to the underground America, 1999 It could be any year, anywhere

It's the underground America, 1999 It could be any year, anywhere

Underground America, 1999 It could be any year, anywhere

They try To teach Us to Take back, take back now Into bondage, a people liberated They shoot, shoot, shoot, shoot and reload fear at the working classes Oi oi oi And the poor are separated from their families as the rich act like they've never felt any pain Shoot, shoot, shoot, shoot, they reload fear at the working classes

In the wound lies self-defeat

They jail the threat of consciousness And deprives us of choices, we suffer the mess I revolt for the vision, strength, kindness And love in your eyes

Run back into freedom We focus and we defy this time of pain

This time of pain

And so we go to the underground America, "1999" It could be any year, anywhere It's the underground America, 1999 It could be any year, anywhere

Underground America, 1999 It could be any year, anywhere

They try To teach Us to Take back, take back now

Into bondage, a people liberated They shoot, shoot, shoot, shoot and reload fear at the working classes And the poor are separated from their families as the rich act like they've never felt any pain

So we build a window for the vision of a freedom we could reach Will we smash it with the brick of, the brick of self-defeat?

In the underground America, 1999 And it could be any year, anywhere

[missingaheart-blog]

Divergent Path || Badwolfpetals

The Doctor tried to focus on his work, sitting in his room at his desk, a handful of tools, equipment and the various electronics he was building for Torchwood's use. But his heart wasn't into it, wandering instead to the next room over where Rose was holed up doing who knows what.

He respected her wishes to be alone but he couldn't help but feel like Rose was avoiding him. They were drifting away from one another; dinners were becoming more quiet, nights passed uneventfully, and little more than words of work passing between them.

He couldn't do this anymore. Two years with her, two wonderful glorious years and he couldn't just stand by and watch it all fall apart. He thought that maybe she just needed some space, but it's been like this long enough that he knew that he should have done something sooner.

With the wedding coming up soon, he couldn't just let it sit.

Finally he left his workshop and made his way to Rose's door, knocking gently but firmly.

"Rose, can I talk to you about something?"