#unwell.

[leadmetothegardenbetty]

yeah no I'm sorry but it really was that serious holy fuck

[dysislament]

Forever thinking about how Mercedes didn't know. All she really knew was that her fiancé got arrested, and that she needed to survive, and that the only way to surivive was marry another. All she knew was that, suddenly, Edmond came back to watch her, to haunt her. All she knew was how close her son was with him, how much he admired him, and all she could do was hope that Edmond's interest in him had nothing to do with her. Mercedes did not know of Fernand's sins, of Edmond's misfortune. She did not know what either of them had done. She only knew what she had had to do in order to survive.

And so when it proved that the Count of Monte Cristo was not conent to only unsettle her by watching from afar, when it proved that he was a real and true danger to her son, what else could Mercedes think inspired that hatred, if not her?

[iloveyoudeanwinchester]

GOODDDDDD I LOVE DEAN WINCHESTER SO MUCHHHH

[mightntbethebest]

This is how your email found me

[dydremlvur]

Saw an edit of quinn hughes to dashboard and I am unwell

[the-evil-skull]

“I knew one day I’d have to escape from the role I’d been cast in, that one day I’ll be fed up with running the game, and yearn to be a player in the thick of the action. One day I had hoped to die, and submit myself to the weft of the Looms I was forced into crafting. I hoped to enter that living furnace and be burnt up, scattered to the future and ready to be born anew. But to do so, I needed a House to be born into, and a Family to raise me. Lungbarrow was my escape plan, my contingency, to escape from the life I’ve now built.”

Lungbarrow, which is both lung=life and barrow=death. Lungbarrow is a womb and cradle for a new life, and yet was created to be the Other's suicide plan. Death by birth.

[jesse-is-inarguably-purple]

if I made a gimmick side blog that was just funny s-names for wizards would yall follow