#i'm emo already

[tieheartbreaker]

grass season without carlos is like a beautiful pasture without cows...... a grass court needs its cowlitos........

[guiltskate]

dally winston  ,  you don’t have to pretend to be fine.  if you need me to stay, i will.

             she’s  been  pretending  all  this  time,  why  would  she  stop  now?   even  as  dally  speaks,  the  smile  on  carter’s  features  remains,  only  faltering  when  she  realizes  he  can  see  straight  through  the  perfect  girl  facade.  no  one’s  ever  called  her  out  like  this  before,  either  because  they  believed  her  laughter  and  lies,  or  because  they  didn’t  want  to  see  what  was  underneath.  she  didn’t  blame  them  ;  it  as  dark.  even  she  couldn’t  handle  it,  most  of  the  time,  which  is  why  the  cycle  of  her  fake  happiness  continued.  when  her  eyes  meet  dally’s,  the  grin  finally  fades,  bottom  lip  trembling  involuntarily,  instead.   ‘ i  didn’t  realize  it’d  be  that  easy  to  get  you  to  stay  over, d, ’   it’s  a  half  ditch  effort  to  tease  the  boy  as  she  begins  to  hug  herself  on  her  bed.  she  does  want  him  to  stay.  she  wanted  that  more  than  anything.  being  alone,  being  lonely  -  just  because  carter  was  used  to  those  things,  didn’t  make  them  hurt  any  less.  she  wets  her  lips,  swallows  the  lump  in  her  throat,  and  gathers  the  courage  to  look  at  him  again.   ‘ i  guess  i’d  feel  better  if  you  stayed . . .  thank  you, ’     @nimbles​.

[childweanedonpoison]

if we assume that martino’s father left because his mum is mentally ill, can i point out that, in that case, martino will make the purposeful choice to stick by niccolò’s side and be a better man than his father was?

[shadcwarchive-blog]

❝ –––––––––––––––– I’m  not  coming  in. . .  We  can  train  out  here  if  we  must,  but  I’m  not  coming  in. ❞  Thunder  rolls,  sending  goosebumps  rippling  across  her  flesh,  half-tempted  to  flinch  in  fear  of  the  unknown.  It’s  the  RAIN  that  keeps  her  grounded,  face  tilted  skyward  as  she  basks  in  the  downpour.  It’s  BLISS  beyond  anything  she  has  ever  known,  a  heavy  sigh  of  contentment.  

&. @nogcds → SC

[lovementioned]

he’s lying on his stomach, kicking his feet and scribbling in his notebook as the old man enters. top hat is perched on his head, as if he had taken the phrase ‘thinking cap’ literally. the slip of the tongue goes entirely unnoticed, already lost to the countless ideas swirling inside the boy’s mind. “hey, DAD! come check out these new ideas i came up with!”

@ofpeculiariity.

[storybookodyssey]

🫂 from dana for any/all of her girls

@gentlyrepose / hug my muses

the message had sent a chill down alex's spine when she had read what her dad had sent. it's not that it hasn't happened before, but it hasn't felt like this. the moment she had received the message, she'd picked up the phone to call her dad and it's obvious that he's intentionally being quiet. there's a click of a door in the background before he reveals more of what had happened.

when alex pulls up in drive of the all too familiar house, it's as if she knows she's walking into something different. only she can't place exactly what it is. getting out of the car, she lets herself inside, calling out to let her parents know she's there. wandering down the hall, it's not long before she sees her mom and there's something in alex's chest that flips when she sees the bruising under her left eye.

it's like she blinks and she's engulfed in familiar arms. the arms that have held her more times in her life than she could possibly count. it's only after a few moment, after alex has buried her face in her mom's shoulder that she remembers. pulling back, not too far, just enough to meet her mom's eyes, she's shaking her head as she looks at the woman who had raised her. "what are you doing, mom?" a hand comes up to gently cup her mom's cheek, the opposite one to where the bruising is. just in case. she doesn't want to hurt her. "i'm here to look after you. it's my turn this time."

[moto-leafs]

AAAAAAAAAHHHHHHH NOT ENGLAD PUTTING OUT A VIDEO OF JOHN AND KYLE TO CELEBRATE JOHN’S 50 CAPS 😭😭😭😭😭

[azhefa-moved]

@incrediblechange for reasons

          she has shown him so much, other peoples, other worlds, a whole   UNIVERSE.  he has seen things he would have never believed. sometimes he isn’t sure if he does. a part of him thinks this is all some fantastical dream which he will wake from at any moment. but it is real. she is  REAL. and spirits, is he thankful for it. her companionship has brought a joy to his life he didn’t know possible. his journeys with her give him something to look forward to when his burdens grow heavy. but now, he wants to show her something for once. 

“  it’s not much compared to half the things you’ve seen but,  ”  he gives a small shrug, barely even  CONSCIOUS  of how his hand is laced with hers. it comes so naturally now.  “  i used to come here when i was a boy.  ”   he has brought her to his favorite spot, a little ways away from the city, though the palace is still visible. a waterfall, frozen by the frigid winter, shaded by a myriad of snow-tipped pine trees and old oaks. 

he has let her walk among the streets, see his people, from the mightiest warriors to the simplest merchants. but, a king getting by in his own city, unnoticed is difficult. in truth, he wants to show her something more personal to himself. she has shared so much of herself with him.  “  when it’s dark the water  GLOWS.  ”