Durge thoughts
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shout-out to the makers of NBC Hannibal for (clearly) reading all four books about Hannibal Lecter by Thomas Harris and going "hmm. actually we will make the gayest possible version of this" going on to COMPLETELY disregard the other main character and (canon) ?love interest? of the series and never even MENTION Clarice Starling. Like it's so funny to me that she never even appears on the show when book!Will Graham literally fucks off after The Red Dragon and wants nothing to do with any of this anymore and book!Hannibal is obsessed with Clarice in the same way that tv!Hannibal is obsessed with tv!Will. like they really took a whole book franchise, picked out the cherries, and made it their own personal little gay AU. that's so refreshing and should be a leading example in television adaptations. in this essay i will
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i was playing guitar today (im not very good but i try) (god knows i try)
and i got to thinking (i feel a lot) (how most things start and end)
about how things that can get carved into your soul (you) (it starts and ends with you darling)
the chords press indents like canyons onto my still-too-young fingertips (i was so young) (some may say it's naivety) (i'd tell them to go to hell)
and spike up my arm to my heart and my soul; electric (electric soul) (i've always liked that phrase) (i think i heard it in a lana song and it's been in my mind ever since)
the music feels like freedom (i've never been musical, always rubbish at remembering notes) (this feels different though) (better)
i smash the guitar into a wall. (good things never did last long when i was around) (i figured i should just pull the trigger myself) (it's better than being shot in the stomach) (please don't shoot me in the stomach) (i might die again)
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Andrew X Neil: understanding and trust, cigarettes, fast and expensive cars, midnights and long drives and lazy mornings, cats, lingering stares, tousled hair, soft touches, neck kisses, keys, intertwined fingers, sharing blankets, feeling like coming home after a long day
Kevin X Andrew: desperation and determination, long and comfortable silences, harsh words, tentative touches, driving each other mad, varsity jackets, longing, push and pull and giving in, biting kisses, linked pinkies, fierce hugs, a silver lining in the dark
Neil X Kevin: obsession and devotion, bantering, pushing each other to do their best, ferocious grins, bruises, running, lazy cuddles, clasped hands, falling asleep on each other shoulders, familiar kisses, knowing that someone will always be there for you no matter what
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i've heard lots of times that omniscient reader's viewpoint is a love letter to the reader. it's a message that repeats unrelentingly that you (the reader) are loved. it tricks you into loving yourself. and that's absolutely beautiful, it is!
however, as strange as it is, i think i'm on the other side, i have a different perspective. rather than the message being for me, i see its message and stand by the novel and echo its words out to you too. you are worthy and valuable. we will not forget your story. until you believe it yourself, in yourself, we will cry and cry again: you are loved, and you are not alone.
my experience with the novel is a little different. i find that i'm collecting words not for myself, but for the people around me. i offer them like shiny trinkets. i hope you accept them. i chose them for you because this novel chose you.
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happy destiel day. be fucking sad.
image text under the cut
Despair.
The ground is cold.
I'm breathing, and the ground is cold.
You're gone
I'm breathing, and the ground is cold.
You love me.
I'm breathing and the ground is cold.
I love you.
I love you, but I'm breathing without you.
You left me.
I love you, but I'm breathing without you.
I hope it's over.
I love you, but I'm breathing without you.
My first breath of air without you is like knives.
My heart feels shredded from the cut of your words.
I could sit here forever on this basement floor alone.
I'm breathing. I love you. The ground is cold.
Your words were everything I didn't want to hear.
I need your love like I need my own free will.
My soul itself feels gone into the nothing with you.
I'm breathing. I love you. The ground is cold.
You can't see my tears now that you're gone.
There is nothing I won't do to get you back here.
Come back, you can have everything of me.
I'm breathing. I love you. The ground is cold
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For as long as the trees throw down blossoms and leaves
I know there will be a parade of unpainted dreams
The years have passed so quickly
One thing I've understood
I am only learning
To tell the trees from wood
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I’m turning 26 dudes.
I will officially be the same age Dean was in season one, a fact that I’m being very normal about. It coincided with a follower milestone as well so the stars are aligning, telling me that it’s time to celebrate being an active Destiel blog.
So let’s fucking party! This may be a celebration, but the guests of honor are angst, horror, and nsfw. Once again not learning my lesson and challenging you to do your worst. Go nuts, show nuts.
Since this is a short event I would prefer to keep it just Dean and Cas, either together or separately 💚
To join the party, tag your works #elliots26dude or @ me
Jan 13: holy - horny - hands - highway - Lord Huron
Jan 14: horror - hurt - hickeys - home - Hozier
My birthday is on January 13th!
You can mix and match prompts from either day!
Any late arrivals are welcome as well
Lawboy notes:
- I know I mentioned angst, but due to personal circumstances I do not want anything that focuses on the subject of unresolved grief. ie: widower arc is fine because we know Cas returns. 15x18 confession scene is fine. And finale fix-it’s are fine as long as it includes or alludes to Cas returning. This mostly pertains to fics.
- no memory loss. no heaven endgame
- any prompt can be used for nsfw work, but must be tagged properly or have community labels if needed
- minors may participate, but cannot submit nsfw creations
Feel free to send me an ask or dm with any questions!
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oh my god u rly are everyone you've ever loved !! for better or worse !! a part of you becomes them!
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names, reflection, and the moon;
(.)(.)(.)(.)(.)
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there was a post.., about blackout poetry but with penis and boobs randomly inserted into the text and i made this image but lost the original post i was going to attach it to and now i feel stupid but take this anyways
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So now that I've figured out why Hira might go for Astarion ... I am now struggling to figure out why Astarion would go for them in the long run. Like, because he's barely his own person at this point, what are his preferences? Ya know? Beyond how they treat him, beyond the obvious, what about them is it that he likes? Ya know? "You were kind and patient and trusted me" is all well and good but that's still 1) related to him and 2) doesn't quite tap into the sense that he also wants them for himself for other reasons aside from wanting more of what they're doing for him. Ya know? Ya fucking know?
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Do you have any poetry that you would recommend to someone in their early 20s who is trying desperately to cope?😅
OH DO I EVER!!!!!!
first, two poems by anne boyer:
big “feeling like a total fuckup in your early 20s” energy
but also!!!!
LOOK AT THE SKILL AND SPIRIT WITH WHICH I RISE FROM THAT WHICH RESEMBLES THE GRAVE BUT ISNT!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
also:
because it IS a serious thing just to be alive on this fresh morning in the broken world!!!!!
i promise you will feel this way some day much sooner than you think:
it’s gonna be okay. gabrielle calvocoressi makes a more compelling argument for this than i ever could:
hang tough, my friend 💖💖💖 the best is always yet to come
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oh how i yearn to make
i crave to do
my hands are made to create
a drawing, a sculpture, a glove, a meal, an indent in a tree trunk, a hole in the dirt, a flower crown hung on a branch,
everything
i want to make everything
and i do make everything, i have made everything
i am made of everything to do everything
i just want to make a mark
it's a creator's urge to do
that's why i am here
i made and will make
eternally
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people have near-death just-misses all the time.
and people die, also. all the time.
and that settles in you like a stone.
they live in me, the ones who didnt make it.
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