My friend is showing me Amphibia and after season 2 finale-ing me, while im in silence and just. Reeling. They just say "I gotta pee now" and cackle as they leave me in dismay. What the fuck.
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My friend is showing me Amphibia and after season 2 finale-ing me, while im in silence and just. Reeling. They just say "I gotta pee now" and cackle as they leave me in dismay. What the fuck.
MARCY + KURT, true vintage found in a dusty box in some attic somewhere !!!
@startold
BAKUGOU ?????
DATE: 22nd of June, 8.15 PM LOCATION: Marcella’s apartment AVAILABILITY: Closed @ofmarcellas
Disappointment tasted bitter. It still stung, and it had stung the entire walk back to Marcella’s. They’d found nothing. It was a long shot, but one she had crossed her fingers for nonetheless. It’s okay. It’s fine. But it wasn’t because she had failed Feiyan and broken her promise to her first self. She needed to find her. Time was slipping by, violently now. Evelyn sunk into the couch, chin propped up by her fist. “I’m sorry for dragging you out today. I’m sorry we didn’t find anything.” Her eyes cast up, catching Marcella’s, and even in her disappointment she couldn’t help the very real awareness of being in Marcella’s apartment, far from her cozy room in the Lair. With that awareness, echoes of the determination that had set in when she put on the wreath of flowers. When she had seen the ring on her first self’s finger.
The same determination that clung to her all day, in the moments she cast a glance to Marcella to see her sharp cheekbones, the shape of her nose. “Thank you, though. For trying.”
[re: sweater] Marcellain Chevallier is not drunk. Marcellain Chevallier is stoned out of his mind, and he's stumbling around a house he has been to twice, and every door looks the same. Fucking Arelian. Fucking snakes. Fucking-- He stops. He stares. He squints, and he sways, and before the person in front of him is able to utter a single word, he collapses flat on the floor. It's true, that shit was poison. And he's died and gone straight to the afterlife.
(( h e l p . ))
A blink and a moment. “Speak if you can.” Another. A silent final beat passes in which Yorumei, once again, (and entirely despite his garb) sighs and picks up a strange and collapsed person in his home. How many times has this been now? How many people have fallen abruptly to closer acquaint with these floors, how many has he removed and brought elsewhere? Will this one vomit different sorts of bones than those from a chicken? Will he need the vomit apron? And most importantly, how is he going to make this one terribly, dreadfully uncomfortable upon waking? This is all pondered as the collapsed man is, far too easily, gathered up and carried bridal style into a room that sounds more like the outdoors than an interior. Yorumei hums a little tune as he goes. The winds close the door behind them.
FALLEN EMPIRES ––– a mix for finding the same person across lifetimes and mistakes that follow you too.
I. HOWLING ; WILD RIVERS
all day, we wait / just to go back to the places that we know
II. BLOODSTAIN ; WRABEL
darling i’m alright with it / it’s just a bloodstain
III. SHERMAN OAKS ; EXES
tonight i’ll tell it to the moon / how i really feel about you
IV. AGAIN ; LAOISE
i don’t wanna let you go / so why’d you go and burn this thing?
V. WHAT’S LOVE GOT TO DO WITH IT ; PRIDES
what’s love but a secondhand emotion?
VI. CHAINS / THE SWEEPINGS
oh, i gave you my heart, but you won’t heal my sorrow
VII. A CLOSENESS / DERMOT KENNEDY
if i could now, i’d never tell you not to love her / however, leaving her a long way far from her home / and that ain’t no promise, cracking over time
VIII. BIRTHPLACE / NOVO AMOR
be at my best / and i fall, obsessed in all its memory
IX. HOLY / KING PRINCESS
i rule with a velvet tongue / and my dress undone
X. AS IT WAS / HOZIER
but your love was unmoved / and tell me if somehow some of it remained
They're making her play frog chess.
another blue & ivar baby pls :)
send me a pair name and I’ll tell you what I think it would be like if they had a child.
Name: Marcela “Marcy” Bryant
Gender: female (she/her)
General Appearance: kind of sloppy tbh? does not care about her appearance in the way her siblings do and isn’t particularly deliberate about it unless she’s trying to impress someone.
Personality: she’s like... god she’s just so passionate about everything. very righteous anger. spends a lot of time at protests. currently on track for law school bc she wants to help facilitate change. knows she will have to dress nicer as a lawyer but salty about it.
Special Talents: she’s half dragon! the serpent kind depicted in latin american myths. no idea which parent she got it from though. they adopted her when she was about three. definitely immortal or at least very long lived. her serpent form is pretty small right now-- well, it’s person sized, which is small for a dragon but big for a snake-- but ivar is pretty sure she’ll keep growing and eventually be the size most people picture for dragons but like. in a few centuries.
Who they like better: she adores them both so much but probably blue just a little bit.
Who they take after more: i think probably ivar??? idk tho maybe blue a little bit.
Personal Headcanon: they also got her from the SIA! valentin found her
i feel like she’s the middle ground between mat and mina when they’re fighting. she is absolutely not switzerland. she will hear them both out and make her decision and tell the other one they’re being dumb.
she’s a lesbian. oh my god she’s such a lesbian.
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