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burkiningalerisi · 20 days
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nibrasdesigns · 1 year
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The Season Has Begun, The Snow Is Back, This Is Happiness
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bruciemilf · 5 months
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— I’m not the child you knew.
— No. That child would see you and run.
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Even coming from small towns, the biggest dreams are possible. - Stephanie Labbe ♡
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The Mountain Goats, “Heel Turn 2” // Topaz Winters, “battlefield” // Lilith Kerr (me) // The Mountain Goats, “This Year” // e.e. cummings // Tumblr user @girlroach // Angus & Julia Stone, “Make it Out Alive” // Gang of Youths, “Achilles Come Down” // Gloria Gaynor, “I Will Survive” // Mary Oliver // Dylan Thomas, “Do Not Go Gentle Into That Good Night” // Richard Siken, “Snow and Dirty Rain” // Lilith Kerr (me) // Lilith Kerr (me), “rebirth” from unloving the knife (2023) // Gwendolyn Brooks, “To the Young Who Want to Die” // Lilith Kerr (me again; sorry, I was running out of material lmao) // Tumblr user @daisies-on-a-cup // The Mountain Goats, “Amy aka Spent Gladiator 1”
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soracities · 7 months
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Marina Tsvetaeva, excerpt from Poem of the Mountain, Selected Poems (trans. Elaine Feinstein, with Valentina Coe) [ID'd]
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mxfistofele · 9 months
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Frank Bidart, “The War of Vaslav Nijinsky” | Nicola Samori, Ebbro | The Mountain Goats, “Prowl Great Cain” | Mary Oliver, Upstream | Oscar Wilde, The Picture of Dorian Gray
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Mountain: sends an edit of Aether
Dew: woof woof awoo
Mountain, taking a screenshot: I'm sending that to Aether.
Dew: WAIT!-
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thesunhatesme · 2 months
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Copia, on the tour bus: do you even know what country you guys are in now!?
Phantom and Swiss, high as fuck:USA?
Copia:that is correct
Copia:and what state are you guys in now?
Dew, sky high:constant anxiety
Rain also sky high: denial
Mountain even higher:California
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eijferalgoyeis · 2 months
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ao3-crack · 1 year
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nibrasdesigns · 1 year
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Meet Me On The Mountain
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vellichnora · 2 years
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On grief and loss
1. Glennon Doyle Melton, Love Warrior/ 2. Andrew Garfield interview/ 3. Harry Potter and the Order of the Phoenix/ 4. Jamie Anderson/ 5. Fleabag/ 6. Anne Carson, Glass, irony and god / 7. Brokeback Mountain/ 8. Jandy Nelson, The Sky Is Everywhere/ 9. John Banville, The Sea/ 10. Wandavision
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zegalba · 11 months
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teefscrubz · 1 year
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I can't help but think about how Merlin's magic would have been such an alluring thing to Arthur, had he been given the chance (and time) to fully appreciate it. The power dripping from Merlin's voice, the way it lowers an octave as the old English words spill from his lips like the language had been etched into his mind long before he even begun practicing. The way the magic thrums through Arthur, emanating off of Merlin in shock waves as if the power is too much to be contained in the lanky manservant all at once, overspilling like an overly indulged well.
None of us are new to the idea of Arthur having a magic kink.
But nobody ever talks about how Arthur must feel when he witnesses Merlin—No, Emrys— when he uses his dragonlord powers. Like, imagine! The possibilities! Merlin's voice does more than deepen, his voice is rough and powerful and demanding and ohmygodsmerlinisamazing.
Just imagine.
Merlin: OH, DRAKON—!
Arthur: Yes sire. Here sire. On my knees sire. Whatever you ask, sire. Emrys, sire. I'm a penDRAGON, you see. At your service, sire.
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soracities · 1 year
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About once a week the world smiles at me so wide I can’t bear to look at it– suddenly there is so much light everywhere I fear I will go blind. Maybe it’s the way a stranger says excuse me while slipping by a crowd, the magpie hopping along next to the train tracks, the little bats fluttering around at sundown. I don’t know what it is but the sudden realization that I am alive & the earth is often kind. Isn’t that marvelous? How strange it is to open your eyes to another fresh morning & knowing you can start over at any point
Dante Émile, from "Listening to The Mountain Goats while on public transport"
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