#hannah tag

[oceanfossil]

#ari tag #hannah tag #maddie moment

[gojonanami]

me and hannah discussing prof geto 2:

@gaylatteart is a gem but I am a menace

#sab speaks #hannah tag #sab series [prof suguru]

[spinebuster]

@/hipsterluchador on insta, btw.

#kyle fletcher #mark davis #aussie open #wrestlingedit #*gifs #*fletcher #*davis #*highspots #hannah tag #the source link should have a timestamp for this but otherwise it's like at the hour mark

[hungriestheidi]

"I feel lost without you" / sewis if that is possbile

for you, of course it is! (sewis x i feel lost without you)

In hindsight, all farewells are meant for poetry. Lewis knew it the moment the horizon devoured in its fiery fury the beauty of the creature of monumental desire for more, the man and the myth walking in so tight through the narrow corridor of history that he barely knew what was real and what was not. Did he ever mean for the end to come when the guns were laid to rest? Did he ever mean for this to become adoration? Should Lewis have turned around at the crossroads and gone after him? 

Meant not for war, meant not for peace, what were they meant for? 

He witnesses the spectacle of a new world befall on a grateful nation. The horses are in the stable, his hands are healing. The wounds stretching like cracks on the ground are closing in slowly. It’s been years since the war, the palaces are dusty with footprints of the men and women who used to clean them with their very hands. Now they made living quarters of what were the state rooms and took down the brocade, made beauty out of the lavishness that surrounded the old regime. Now the revolution implies alliances, implies lovely small talk with people who used to despise their guts. Lewis hates them all, would he hate them as well for letting him go so easily?

Lewis rides a horse to the valley on the eve he’s supposed to dine with the men that wanted him dead two moons ago. He’s carrying with him all his heart, all the pieces of adoration that exist here. Lewis has been the soul of this uprising for so long he’s forgotten what it was like to burn in your heart, to feel the flames of something other than hunger, ambition, to rip apart the shreds of the old world. He spent so long putting torches to golden fabrics that he put aside the fire burning for someone else. Is it too late to recall him fondly, to lure him with his promises? Is he to believe him if he says he won’t be lost in the flames again?

In the valley, the ghosts of love are enveloped in an aura of tragedy and sugar, honey and butternut squash on the table. At the bottom of the hill, he is hard at work, with wood and a swarm of bees floating gently around his head like a halo. Lewis sits at the shadow of an oak tree and waits for him to come to him. Is he to say something when he approaches? 

“I feel lost without you,” Lewis tells him when he comes to stand by him, the dusk on the hills spreads the glow of a dying day over the valley. Sebastian takes his leather gloves and sits down by his side, arse on the overgrown grass, the wild flowers, the plaguing scent of summer to end, the shadow of the tree turning meaningless with the angle of the sun. 

“You’re just fine,” he retorts, for he is not quiet nor delicate with his response. His smile is tightlipped but gentle, his cheeks rosy, a sheen of sweat decorates his forehead. “You’re making politics and romance out of bloodshed.” Sebastian shrugs, a fragrant laugh scraping Lewis’ heart until it beats like a rabbit’s back leg. “You’ll win the nation by the end of the decade.”

 “I want not the nation nor the affection of the men in the old frocks,” Lewis shakes his head, reaches blindly for Sebastian, puts a hand on his leg, squeezes and waits. When Sebastian doesn’t push him away, he speaks again, turning to look at his soft blue eyes again. “I want you”

“You still have me,” Sebastian’s hand comes to sit on top of Lewis’, the nuisance of the abysmal difference of their sizes matters not now, when the wind billows their chests, lungs like sails at sea. 

Lewis says it again, “I am lost without you.”

Sebastian squeezes his hand. “You are found now, then.”

#late 18th century european revolution inspired insanity #sewis #fic asks #hannah tag

[laufire]

Oooooooo petal decay for the WIP game?

I'm very happy I got asks for this one :D

it's a short story I mentioned a few times in my old writeblr, though then it was called "the vengeance of gyeong" iirc. it's a dark fairytale set in a larger speculative world, with various fantasy species. the two relevant in "petal decay" are the Mirou, and the Akulli or "spectres".

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the premise of "petal decay" itself is that Gyeong, a young Mirou from the fruitful and flowery valley, has been taken to the tundra to enter an arranged marriage with an ice monster as a condition for a peace treaty between their species, after a devastating war.

I remember I came up with the story after there were a string of posts in this site that defended the arranged marriage trope in a way that crossed into real history discourse and that left a really bad aftertaste in my mouth. this story, that I plan to take to draft 3 (hopefully the last one before sharing it for feedback) next month for camp nano, was my response to that climate, so to speak.

ETA: SHARING AN EXCERPT @missbrunettebarbie @nightingalesighs

In primeval times, long before the apes extended their hands to the sky and walked the world on two feet, a young Mirou named Gyeong found herself an unlucky conscript in a crucial game of chance. Determined, although embittered, she embraced the turn of fate that had selected her to be the one dragged from the rich and fruitful valley where she’d enjoyed thirty years of childhood and barely twenty more of youthful adulthood, and travelled into the sterile and frozen lands of the spectres to marry the king of her enemies and conquerors.

ask me about my wips!

#talking to the void #my thoughts #writing woes #original works #artemis tag #hannah tag #ty for asking! #id in alt text #original writing #my original writing

[stiles-o-dylan24]

DID YOU SEE THIS???

HE LOOKS SO GOOD AND FOR WHAT?!

#Hannah tag #blessing me #ARM ARM ARM #Dylan o'brien #maximum truth

[cherryjuicegf]

CHRYSAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!!!!

I'm only like a little bit (like 15 mins) into episode 2 atm bc I'm making myself get to bed but like. holy shit s3 is actually really good so far......... what is happening 0-0;

(Love, Hannah <3)

IT IS ACTUALLY REALLY GOOD I'M ???!?!?!???? GOOD FOR US

#i just finished it and i want to rewatch IMAGINE #it's a tiny bit cutting the climax in e5 but i don't mind a lot THE BALL was GOOD #just. god. it's sooooo #i can't believe i'm excited #you will die at the jaskier radovid AND jaskier ciri parts i know it #ALSO YEN IS SOOOOOOO #good luck 🫡 #answered #hannah tag

[melodygatesauthor]

I wanna go to sleep on the world's best mattress tbh

The mattress:

SAME BITCH SAME

#melody answers #Hannah tag

[youmustfixyourheartt]

there are so many layers to this

#this is fantastic tysm #hannah tag

[whatthefishh]

Favorite MK hc's? Like, just silly little things you think they'd do ☺️

Hmmm 🧐

I feel like Jake would be the type to talk out loud to his cat/pet, like either like a baby or a full out conversation as if his companion is actually replying. He’d also ask questions and respond, “yeah you think so?” Stuff like that. I’m imagining him with Viejita loll and he’s such a cute cat dad. Maybe takes pics of her and has an Instagram just for cat pics, some of them aren’t even that great but they make him smile.

Feel like Steven makes those ADHD noises, where if there’s a pause or something when he’s waiting or a lull in this thoughts he starts humming to himself random notes lol not even to mimic a song just noise

Marc likes his coffee sweeter than anyone would think. Goes to Starbucks/equivalent and orders himself an iced white mocha or a pink drink and finishes it faster than usual, half of it already done on the first sip. One of the things he indulges himself with no second thoughts, and lets himself enjoy. When he makes coffee at home he puts either some syrup Steven bought for him or some whip cream on it to sweeten. My sweet baby😭

Hope you like these hehe 💞💞

#inbox 💌 #hannah tag #moonknight headcanons #marc spector headcanon #steven grant headcanon #jake lockley headcanon #moon boys headcanon

[oceanfossil]

#maddie moment #hannah tag #sillies

[gojonanami]

^Gojo when he sees Geto making Bodyguard!reader laugh

HANNAH PLS

i can't - girl, dude, why do you do this to me jkdnfkjns

....you're not wrong though

#sab [asks] #hannah tag #fsjkndsn

[racewinnerbatmav]

Happy birthday 🎂 🥳

thaank you hannah <33

#hannah tag #franziska.answers #bday babyyy

[argentinagp]

For that color asks game thingy: rose~, mint, ourple and babybel wrapper ❤️

rose~: why are you on this hell site ur too nice for it mint: this is a threat we're gonna go bake cookies :D. ourple: why are you so funny it's not fair babybel wrapper: get in loser we're gonna go frolic through the woods

aaaaa ty hannah 🫶🏻🫶🏻

send me a color!

#ask #ask game #usersewis #hannah tag

[boomerang109]

remember when you were like "do you want to go to england with me for a week even though we've never met and havent talked that much" and i was like absolutely and then we did it and it was a blast. LIKE WHO DOES THAT AKFHWLFHKWHD ARE WE WEIRD!?!?!?

we’re ABSOLUTELY weird but who else is doing it like us? when hella met my brother he was BIG sad cause he was like, wow you like have cool real friends. and like yeah partially cause she’s international, but also just like, the fact that i have so many friends who i know i can rely on no matter what. like, i know i’m kinda shit at responding to your snaps and your posts and everything. but if you called me rn and said ‘hey i need to get out of [REDACTED] can i come stay with you?’ i would say, yes hannah, of course. i have a full-sized bed and we’ve shared before. you deserve the vacation time and i would love to introduce you to where i live. when you texted me randomly this summer, i was SO EXCITED to meet you in a random ass dog park and see you for 15 minutes. my biggest regret of our friendship is that we don’t talk more, but also i kinda love that my tumblr moots all understand my constant ghosting isn’t personal, it’s just how i am and it doesn’t lessen my love for them. next time i’m on the east coast i want to see you. if you’re ever on the west coast i BETTER see you.

#i am filled with love and light #i love my college friends so so much as well but it’s so different when communication is so important #like my first roommate (who follows me here so if you see this hi 👋) is still one of my best friends and I always intend for her to be #but I very much struggle with transitioning from irl friendship to distance friendship #(which doesn’t mean I’m not trying/it’s not worth it/etc etc etc. but it’s just hard cause I KEEP ACCIDENTALLY NOT RESPONDING WHICH IS RUDE) #whereas internet friendship just works better for me? cause it STARTS with all the ghosting and intermittent texting #and if it goes really really really well THEN we’ll meet in person and only an elite few (looking at you hannah and clara and Marie and #ashla and hella) get to transition into irl. and obviously even the people who’ve seen my face (such as Theo and some others) hold a very #special place in my heart. even if we don’t still speak that matters. cause like. it meant something #anyway. i need to eat my breakfast #this is the fastest I’ve ever responded to an ask so I apologize for incoherency #ask a boomerang #hannah tag

[stiles-o-dylan24]

Sadly I am not im a Midwestern girlie... but I'm up really late so🤣🤣 im going to read it later tonight.. hehe well im still hard core eddie buttttt your making a lil place in my heart for Steve every chapter

I call that a win☺️

#Hannah tag