Ayo i wrote some hizzie garbage 🗑 im both sleep deprived and tired of life so whatevr have at it wolves.
Its not good so lol but this tag is dead af so idk
Also dodie is sad af
~i can finally see ~
"I dont understand how you always manage to choose her side josie" im enraged beyond what i thought i could ever possibly be and my naive idiot little sister doesnt manage to get it through her thick little skull. Mikaelson is gone.
"No lizzie YOU dont understand, shes just lost she needs us now more than ever! How can you not see that?!" Shes been at this for the past 20 minutes and quite frankly its getting old.
"Jo, all i see is our dearest dad finally finding out the prodigal daughter is just an evil coniving bitch" i see josie flinch at the dry humor but i no longer care.
~youre as fucked up as me~
Josie gets up and walks out of the room, before she exits she turns to me "I get that youre hurt lizzie but you need to remember why hope even resorted to this in the first place. She gave up her life and landons life just to make sure everyone else would be ok." I can see that bringing up landon hurts my sister there are tears in her eyes and im so tired of everyone bringing up deceased bird boy, since he will probably just find a way to come back anyway.
"Yeah well maybe we can go ask dad if we should forgive hope then!" I yell but shes already left and my snark is useless and i feel so frustrated i could tear my hair out.
~so how do we win?~
Josie has once again taken upon herself to go chasing after our long lost tribrid trying to find a way to help her or whatever. I know just the way to help hope.
Cleo sowande is my very own personal hero right now.
~brave face talk so lightly, hide the truth~
Im driving from dead end to dead end and all i can manage to think about is hopes stupid evil "im a Mikaelson fear me" face and scoff
The balls on this bitch.
I pull up on a trail i picked up and the feeling of this dive bar is more unsettling than the last. I walk in and instantly feel the need to relieve my stomach of its contents.
Theres body parts and blood everywhere. Some guys head chopped off by a pool table. Brutal i dont even know how nobody has been in here to clean up the mess. Oh a concealment spell nice to know she cares about some things i guess. She could have at least lit the place on fire.
~im sick of losing soulmates so where do we begin?~
"Why would i burn my own room down Lizzie"
"With my family history im not exactly immune to those issues. I would never say that stuff about you"
I scoff remembering that and for some reason the back of my throat feels tight.
Josie may be right she might need help, but i cant find it in me to see the same girl thats understanding and i have grown to begrudgingly tolerate to be the one leaving a trail of bodies up and down the coast.
She mauled my dad whats stopping her from doing the same to the rest of us.
And i might have grown to love her too but josie is too soft to do what needs to be done.
Someone has to stop her.
~time and hearts will wear us thin so which path will you take~
I dont know what the fuck possessed me to say that idiocy. Impending death? Minute insanity? I can see the little gears in her tiny evil head turning
Theres a spark of someone i used to know flicker through her eyes.
And i see it the moment the hurt flashes in her mind what she went through to get to this point. I see her intent
The resolve. To end me. What did i expect?
Some sick twisted voice in my head tells me to keep going and see if i can reach her.
I slowly try to approach her and my voice is cracking i dont even know what im saying anymore
I see it in her eyes whatever hope was left is gone
Ironic
Before she has a chance to snap and as soon as i feel her hands wrap around my neck i rush forward
I close my eyes and say fuck it.
God i must really be crazy.
Her lips are unmoving but still soft i must have caught her by surprise because im still alive so i press on and i can feel her reciprocrate for a second and theres relief in my heart that maybe this will all turn out ok. Due to an unconsensual kiss of all fucking things.
Its something i never really considered doing while i was on my way here but minute insanity must have won over my fried brain.
I sigh as i feel soft hands tighten around my neck and it all goes black
Thats going to be one awkward as fuck conversation when she realizes im not actually dead.
Whatever serves her right.
*insert dodie lyric cuz im cant be bothered to do it*
+ lizzie wakes up and is super cool about it while hope is a crying mess on the floor cuz she killed this bombshell and sassy lizzie is everything.
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since there's an impressionist royal portrait in the zeitgeist right now, do you wanna hear about one of my fav norwegian oil painters........ his name is håkon gullvåg and he's painted portraits of the norwegian king and queen and they look like this
which were pretty controversial at the time (the year 2000), but i was too baby to know anything about it!
(the headline says "UNDIGNIFIED!")
i first heard of him when he was on the news for a completely different controversy around the years 2008/2009 - his exhibition titled 'the holy land'/'terra sancta' which was a series of paintings he had painted in a wild unstoppable rage over the injustices he had seen palestinians suffer. at one of the exhibitions in syra, two of the paintings got removed by the french embassy, and i think never returned to him? i'm finding it surprisingly difficult to hunt down the story without knowing exactly what to look for, but i did dig up this article. i was still a young teen at the time so i didn't know much about the context, but in recent times i've been thinking about these paintings a lot. i'll add the Controversial Paintings under the cut:
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Every blessed second of OFMD is a “yes-and” from someone.
David said, “Stede’s gonna be a mermaid.” And Gypsy said, “Great! And he’s a goldfish.”
The writers said, “Never left.” And Taika said, “Great! And I’m gonna add a foot touch.”
Someone said yes to the nose jar.
Someone said yes to the double sandwich slap that broke Nathan.
Someone said yes to “La Vie en Rose.”
It’s no wonder the fans of this show are running around yes-and-ing each other with art and memes and fics and muppets.
Con is right - we all need to reach out for that yes, in every aspect of our creative lives. That’s when the cool shit happens.
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-:“It’s making you cry, every time…” Break up prompts:-
(Yeah? Yeah, let’s do this.So much angst, I love it(I promise I’m not a Sadist. Anyway, tag me.)
Inspired by ‘Cry’- Cigarettes after sex. YOU GOTTA LISTEN TO THIS SONG.
By @me-writes-prompts
“This is it. I can’t do it anymore.”
“You…I thought…” “You thought what?” “I thought you were the one.” “Well, I’m not.”
“We should break up. In fact, we should have. Years ago.”
“So, is this what we are now? Two people who can’t say ‘I love you’ to each other?”
“No, no. I can’t do this anymore. I can’t pretend to be in love with you, when I’m having an affair with someone else.”
“You should let me go. Let us go. There is nothing to hold on for between us.”
“Please, just. Please stay.” “Even though you know I don’t want to?” “Yes.”
“But…I can’t live without you.”
“Let’s break up.” “Why?” “You know exactly why.”
“I knew it. We could have never worked out. We were never meant to be.”
“Don’t cry. Please. I can’t see you like this.”
“Is this it? Is this the end?” “Apparently.”
“I can’t be faithful to you anymore, but I wish I could.” (😭😭😭😭😭)
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