#we went

[butterflyygirll]

I’m so mad right now I can’t breathe. Recently I saw this post where mothers treat their daughters like shi and chose their sons over the daughters because they know that at the end of the day no matter what the sons are not going to be there emotionally or physically, where as the daughters are always going to come back and I was broken when I saw that because as a daughter I’m shown as someone who’s so easy to win back after all I’ve been put through and how damaged I am. Today I noticed my mom do it and I just wanted to scream I felt so heart broken and helpless like wtf no matter hiw nice or careful I am she’ll always chose her son who put me down even though I was being slow so I don’t mess up like he did.

[originlist]

The body was torn apart. There is no way to survive this.

The thing Robin Hood brought back to the Shadow Border was only most of a person. A corpse, certainly. Almost the entire right side had been bitten off. There’s no side, no arm, over half the torso had been bitten off, including one lung and a good section of the heart. Organs gone or torn, more than enough blood to kill someone was lost, decorating the grass of the Lostbelt, and now vaporized into nothing with the reset.

Of course it’s a corpse.

A corpse of humanity’s last Master that slips from Robin’s hands and falls as dead weight to the floor with a wet and bloody thunk, then doesn’t move.

Wait, wasn’t that arm the one with Robin’s and Chaldea’s command seals--?

                       Almost as soon as Robin has time to fully realize the sight of what he’s brought back into the Shadow Border, he abruptly disappears, his body wrenched without a choice out of the physical realm.

[yami-in-leather]

IT’S THE CIIIIIRRRCCLLEEE OF LIIIFFFEEE!!!

[maine-writes]

Patty & Maine & a Carnival Game

[Two critters at a sharpshooter booth, staring at targets painted like raccoons.]

[Patty struggles to hold back laughter, Maine is unamused.]

[There is no dialogue, only mood.]

[nimbadroid]

[iblueparadisecollection]

WE WENT

 Music: José Dames

Lyric: Homero Manzi

I was like a rain of ashes and fatigue

in the resigned hours of your life…

Spilled drop of vinegar

fatally poured out on all your wounds

You were because of me, swallow in the snow

rose withered by the cloud that does not rain

We were the hope that is not enough

who cannot glimpse his quiet afternoon

We were the traveler who doesn’t implore, who  doesn’t pray,

that doesn’t cry, who lay down to die

Go away!

Don't you understand that you are killing yourself?

Don't you understand that I'm calling you?

Go away!

Don't kiss me that I'm crying to you

And I would like not to cry you anymore!

Don't you see?

it's better than my pain

collapses with your love

freed from my final love

Go away!

Don't you understand that I'm saving you?

Don't you understand that I am loving you?

Don’t follow me, or call me you, or kiss me

don't cry for me, or love me more.

We were embraced to the anguish of an omen

by a night of a road with no exits,

pale remains of a shipwreck

shaken by the waves of love and life.

We were blown away in a desolated wind…

shadows of a shadow that returned from the past.

We were the hope that is not enough

who cannot glimpse his quiet afternoon

We were the traveler who does not implore, who  does not pray,

that does not cry,  who lay down to die

FUIMOS

Música: José Dames Letra: Homero Manzi

Fui como una lluvia de cenizas y fatigas en las horas resignadas de tu vida… Gota de vinagre derramada, fatalmente derramada, sobre todas tus heridas. Fuiste por mi culpa golondrina entre la nieve rosa marchitada por la nube que no llueve. Fuimos la esperanza que no llega, que no alcanza que no puede vislumbrar su tarde mansa. Fuimos el viajero que no implora, que no reza, que no llora, que se echó a morir.

¡Vete…! ¿No comprendes que te estás matando? ¿No comprendes que te estoy llamando? ¡Vete…! No me beses que te estoy llorando ¡Y quisiera no llorarte más! ¿No ves?, es mejor que mi dolor quede tirado con tu amor librado de mi amor final ¡Vete!, ¿No comprendes que te estoy salvando? ¿No comprendes que te estoy amando? ¡No me sigas, ni me llames, ni me beses ni me llores, ni me quieras más!

Fuimos abrazados a la angustia de un presagio por la noche de un camino sin salidas, pálidos despojos de un naufragio sacudidos por las olas del amor y de la vida. Fuimos empujados en un viento desolado… sombras de una sombra que tornaba del pasado. Fuimos la esperanza que no llega, que no alcanza, que no puede vislumbrar su tarde mansa. Fuimos el viajero que no implora, que no reza, que no llora, que se echó a morir.

[sunshinemilia]

we’re supposed to be taking a nap but I really wanna wake my boyfriend up so we can get ice cream :/