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sillywoyscreenshots · 19 days
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moondusttown · 1 year
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technovillain · 11 months
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the specialest
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alanide-art · 2 months
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MHW sketchdump again because yeehaw
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gepazu · 3 months
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in dreams, lars meets you in warm conversation.
(no doubt those are warmer words than the ones he exchanged with you personally.)
in those dreams, he was sat beside or across you — a pitcher of your favorite drink and a bouquet of forget-me-nots between you two as you ask him how he is and has been. if the sun still shines the way it did when you were younger; when your hands treaded his hair like familiar lands and knotted them into anthuriums. if clouds still came in the shape of lions and gave him bravery through wisps of sunshine and breeze.
(he remembers how his hand was in yours as he pointed to the outlines of the animal, squeezing your hand tightly to get your attention,
— then he remembers how you only let him take your faltering, and limp hand; musing on how it felt as if he were preying on a dead bird.)
akin to the other dreams he’s had of you — like clockwork, you would shift in your seat by the second inquiry — gaze sweeping over any answers the blond had ready for you, wilting pathetically as mere syllables back into his throat before you pour yourself another glass; eyes fixated on the way his expression softens straight into a solid flatline.
and lars watches how you never finish.
the liquid spills out of the cup, it reaches out and over the table to spill into running waters, flooding him to the knees in a near-desperation to soak into the living for something- anything that could live on— but the sun bleeds into his eye, and the morning starts again.
a cold cup of your favorite drink by his bedside table, your voice in mind; and like clockwork — he gets up solely to meet you in warmer conversations than the one he held with you on your deathbed.
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ⓒ GEPAZU 2023 — 2024.
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has he even NAMED himself? i dont think he has? he keeps ditching his coat
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dreamerslovechaos · 1 year
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the applicant, sylvia plath // revolutionary girl utena
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robyntherav3n · 6 months
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DO YOU SEE MY VISION
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LESBIANS????? IN MY SPY X FAMILY?????
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socdarlings · 1 year
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contact names for the gang + socs
quotes are my perspective on the person and why i chose that name
ponyboy: ballad of a thin man - bob dylan, 1965. “song revolves around the mishaps of a boy, who keeps blundering into strange situations, and the more questions he asks, the less the world makes sense to him.”
johnny: johnny b. goode - chuck berry, 1958. “the song is about a semi-literate "country boy" from the New Orleans area, who plays a guitar ‘just like ringing a bell’, and who might one day have his ‘name in lights’.”
dallas: insight - joy division, 1980. “this song is almost as depressing as the eternal. giving up on life and hope and looking back at the past and wishing you’ve done something different. describes dallas before his life ends.”
twobit: cupid - sam cooke, 1961. “keith just reminds me of a doughboy and a loverboy, always picking up soc girls and dumping ‘em later.”
darry: the eternal - joy division, 1980. “This song just digs down into the deepest, most dank and dark recesses of tortured, unyielding depression. darry curtis is never going to ever leave tulsa and will die in tulsa. It’s just in the cards for him. This song also goes for dally.”
sodapop: little red corvette - prince, 1983. “This song is about casual dating and the fear of being replaced. It’s a sad but realistic song about the dangers of getting too attached to someone who isn’t ready for a commitment.”
steve: isolation - joy division, 1980. “A fear that never goes away. You wake up with it, you get into bed with it. You're afraid of things that are weeks in the future and of things that are tomorrow almost equally. You feel inferior to everyone, but you don't look up to them either because you just aren't like them. Steve has a hard time understanding people emotionally, and that isolates him from everyone.”
tim: cold, cold heart - hank williams, 1951. "Why can't I free your doubtful mind and melt your cold, cold heart?"
curly: behind blue eyes - the who, 1971. “‘Behind Blue Eyes’ is written from the perspective of a man who is hated and shunned. He's asking for empathy, but is clearly unhinged and seems to have anger issues.”
angela: wildflower - skylark, 1972. “She's faced the hardest times you could imagine. And many times her eyes fought back the tears. And when her youthful world was about to fall in, each time her slender shoulders bore the weight of all her fears.”
cherry: cheri, cheri lady - modern talking, 1985 “tbh I misheard this song and thought it said ‘cherry, cherry lady’. regardless the song’s about a girl who’s lost in the world, both emotionally and spiritually.”
marcia: sunday girl - blondie, 1978. “I think a happy go lucky song describes marcia best. doesn’t really show her other side with people, except cherry.”
evie: cherry bomb - the runaways, 1976. “a tough grease girl who’s just trying to survive day to day life in tulsa. does not have a good relationship with her parents. lets her soft side show around steve.”
buck: alone and forsaken - hank williams, 1952. “I just figure buck is just that kinda guy who’s always gonna be alone and can’t connect to people.”
sylvia: jolene, dolly parton, 1973. “Your beauty is beyond compare, with flaming locks of auburn hair, with ivory skin and eyes of emerald green.”
bob: the figurehead - the cure, 1982. “a depressing song about keeping up appearances and acting tough despite suffering on the inside. the man in the song is on the verge of suicide and yells out his frustrations, but nobody helps him.”
randy: heroin - the velvet underground, 1967. “this song basically describes randy turning to drugs in ‘that was then, this is now’ after everyone around him either leaves him or dies. it reinforces his idea that the warring sides of both greasers and socs will only leave more people dead and there’s no point in fighting.”
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shmushes · 1 year
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thinking about how much my personal ocs would hate wander and sylvia
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turnleft · 19 days
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do you ever think about how in journey’s end donna thought she had nothing else to live for, but in the star beast she had something (someone) to die for
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plathski · 1 year
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rock and hard place - better call saul / garden song - phoebe bridgers / the garden of death - hugo simberg / the roses of heliogabalus - sir lawrence alma tadema / sheep in fog - sylvia plath / martyr in the catacombs - jules cyrille cavé / ophelia - fredrich wilhelm theodor heyser / edvard munch
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save-the-spiral · 5 months
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Malistaire 1000000% definitely had constantly cold hands and feet because 1) necromancer and 2) shitty circulation and no meat on them bones. So I say he was Notorious (to just Cyrus and Sylvia) for being the one who when in bed just pushes his cold feet against them. Cyrus learned of this as a child and suffered for years and is glad that it is mostly Sylvia's burden now. Thankfully she runs warm and will burrito bundle her husband in blankets.
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aerequets · 1 year
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Chapters: 1/2
Rating: T
Tags: Angst with a Happy Ending, memory loss, fluff, romance
Summary:
Yor forgets Loid. Loid forgets Yor.
They keep meeting.
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bilbao-song · 1 month
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hi please enjoy these photos of my beautiful friend sylvia learning to appreciate Porch Season
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