#final stretch!

[lianarainfall]

Just some rare Duos (or not so rare if you watch enough Jevin streams) that I've enjoyed in this season for the final Bonus Day. In retrospect, I think I just enjoy any conversations with Pearl or xB…

Don't pay any mind that the book is slightly larger to account for the multiple polaroids.

[rxziew]

ooueuuuuu i hate academic writing

[galvanizedfriend]

Klaroline Fic: The Wolf IV [01/13]

Summary: Five years after the downfall of the Mikaelson family, Caroline returns to New Orleans to fulfill the promise she made to Marcel: one day, she would be back for the man he has been keeping prisoner in the bowels of the old compound, and she would not be leaving without him. But the plans to abandon the city's eternal loop of tragedy behind once and for all are thwarted when a new enemy with unexpected old ties resurfaces, threatening not just Eve's life, but Caroline's as well.

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S04E01 Gather Up the Killers ✨

The thing about finally getting something you longed for what feels like an eternity is the accompanying dread that it might be taken away.

Even after five years, Marcel is still not used to having it. Peace.

Nobody tells you how unsettling peace is. How it manifests as a constant nagging in the back of your mind, like you're forgetting something, getting soft, letting your guard down. It's quiet and harmonious, yes, but it's also a kind of fear. A cold shudder at the pit of your stomach, as though at any second it can all be snatched away from you.

If he doesn't watch himself, it can easily descend into paranoia.

He doesn't think there has been a single day where he hasn't been on full alert mode, looking over his shoulder, watching over the city from his not-so-new penthouse like a vigilante, waiting for the monsters to come out. And then he remembers that there are no monsters anymore. None greater than him, anyway. He is the thing that everybody fears.

He's always tiptoeing around that delicate line separating caution from madness, one sudden move around a corner away from overreaction that could send all the hard-earned balance they've achieved blown into the air.

One wrong move from turning into him.

Read the full chapter here

-- Took forever and a day, but ta-da! Starting part 4 was so much harder than I thought, but well. Here is something! Like I said, I'm not starting a new AO3 story for this, it'll be [22/34] there, but for the sake of being clearer here, I'm using the S4 numbers and a new summary.

I don't have any art or edit or anything to go with this story, so I just searched my old edits folder and found something that more or less applies, so there you go. :D As always, your comments/kudos/reblogs mean the world to me and I really hope you guys enjoy it! Cheers!

[henreyettah]

One week to go………. Last presentation of the semester on Monday………. Last hand-in day on Wednesday…………….. summer fika with our professors on Thursday morning and then the graduation dinner for the graduating students in the afternoon and evening……………………. And then I’m done with fourth year of uni! Only one year to go after that! And it’s all art courses babey!

[changyang-cloud]

Girl you know I’m a sucker for black and white with red being the only color…

[transnaturalzine]

Four hours until SWEETHEART, THIS IS GENDER STUDIES! Transnatural Zine closes for pre-orders!

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[the-dream-team]

Chapter 20: The Dungeons

Raindrops clinked against the glass ceiling of the greenhouses with a steady rhythm, ticking off seconds as Lily, Mary, Marlene, and Elizabeth waited for the others to arrive.

“And you’re sure Professor Sprout won't overhear anything?” Lily asked as she paced back and forth down an aisle of propagating Wiggentree leaves.

“Do you hear that distant wailing coming from greenhouse 3?” said Mary, grabbing hold of Lily’s shoulders, forcing her to stand still. “Sprout’s repotting Mandrakes all day, so she’s got industry-grade earmuffs and a choir of crying root babies stopping her from hearing her own thoughts. We’re fine.”

Read on AO3

[chongoblog]

By the way, I already posted this on Twitter, but I figured I may as well post it here just in case.

I’ve noticed over the last few weeks, I’ve been having more frequent bouts with what I believe to be anxiety and depression. Don’t know for sure, but the point is that I’ve been feeling a lot more on edge and emotional recently, and I feel/fear it may continue throughout my last semester of college!

And while any emotional outbursts will probably stay contained to Twitter (if I do post the outbursts to the public), I just want to let you guys be aware in case I start to post any of them here! I’ll be tagging them as “yay for venting” if it comes to it, so if you dont want any negativity from me, then blacklist away!!

Thank you all for following and have a great day!