To be loved to is be changed.
Change is painful. Pain is worth it for you.
Change is dirty. You’d wash me clean.
Change is nothing. Nothing has changed.
Change is everything. You were my everything.
hi everyone. does anybody else miss something they can never return to. anyone else being swallowed whole by grief. anyone else clinging to love as a life preserver
Happy Dash & Lily season to all those who celebrate
Fanfic idea
Red and gold… the colors of the pendragon symbol. Arthur had been raised on these colors and the principles behind them. So even though magic was meant to be hated when his manservant(best friend) has magic what will he do? The magic is golden like the color(man) that he loves.
Y’all I really think this could be a cool idea and if anyone wants to write it go ahead just tell me cause I want to read it. Also if you know any fics like this I need them.
You know everyone in the Dps fandom is like I relate to Todd or I relate to Neil or literally any of them but tbh I relate to the introduction pages.
Yk thé pages they rip out because it puts a box on creativity so they throw it away.
Yeah I’m those pages.
No I will not explain (unless you ask please ask I want to explain)
- A.R Asher
You know what really hit me hard in the Barbie movie?
That scene at the beginning where Barbie goes around her normal day, at the president's office, at the court, at the nobel prize ceremony...
All the Barbies, when being complimented on their achievements, being told they're doing an awesome job, when they, themselves, talk about their work and what they've achieved...
None of them doubt it. None of them are awkwardly trying to go 'oh it was very hard, I had help, it wasn't that important..."
No. Instead, they own it. They are confident. They know their value, they are not afraid to say 'I am good at what I do. I wrote an excellent book. I am great at being President of Barbieland. I am strong. I am a doctor and very good at my job. I am a lawyer and me showing feelings and empathy does not diminish my work in any way."
That scene actually hit me even harder than Gloria's speech. Because how often have I been hesitant to say I have done a good job, how often have I done my best to tone down my achievements because I didn't want to be seen as bragging, because I myself wasn't even sure it was that good, because I never think it's good enough?
Too often.
I'm going to try and work on that. Because I am badass, and I write good stories, and I deserve to be proud of them.
Because I AM good enough.
Imagine Merlin reading all the Arthurian books, watching every movie, TV show, animated series etc about Arthurian mythology, because he wants to feel at least something that reminds him home
One day he'll stop doing it alone. And for the first time he will laugh about how goofy some of those movies are. There will be a person who will laugh with him.
Because the world will never know their little truth.