Oldsaints - Monsters.

sometimes you just.. fuck a demon. have a one-night stand w/ an age-old malevolent entity. maybe even sometimes that blossoms into more. life's just like that, occasionally. like that's just how it is

THE TRAGEDY OF LOVING A SOLDIER:                            the battlefield never really leaves them.              (you see his hands still shake, finger glued to the trigger) THE TRAGEDY OF LOVING A GENERAL:                     the battle may be won, but the war never ends.           (you watch sleep continue to elude her, eyes dull with grief) they both look at each other as though begging the other to be selfish.                     (the bloodshed ends, but they never find peace)

THE WAR & OTHER METAPHORS ( a.c. )

i’m so yikes at all the people praising @maggie-stiefvater for the lgbt ship being treated ~so well~ in trk just bc…. the lgbt characters weren’t killed off or turned into trees, and that’s just….. so sad.

as if pynch wasn’t completely treated as an afterthought, because they totally were. their scenes were super short and had no dialogue whatsoever, nor did they have any sort of confession of feelings or clear confirmation of their relationship while the hets got clear i love you’s and official declarations of their relationship to literally everyone and unnecessary drama……….. like i’m super happy that they’re both alive and happy and together and have a little hooved daughter that they love but. 

that shouldn’t be our standard. it’s mostly just sad that our expectations are that low that we’re praising an author for sidelining the lgbt ship and treating them nowhere near as well as the straight ship. and again so much of pynch was subtext and extremely subtle stuff that you have to read in between the lines, as it has been since the beginning. 

and i don’t even blame any lgbt people for being happy about it bc we’re used to being treated so awfully that we’re basically ecstatic about getting just scraps bc well, it could be so much worse. but stief is nowhere near revolutionary and actually giving good and equal representation and we deserve better (and any straight people praising it just need to shut up, thanks). 

i mean, if you can say one positive thing about it, it’s that the two lgbt characters got the strongest and most intricate individual arcs, but as a ship they were absolutely sidelined and underwhelming after all the hype and build up. 

Alhambra. Granada, Spain.

me @ the demons that stand at the end of my bed:

it’s a lot warmer under the covers if you wanna come cuddle

i saw her and my heart crawled up my throat. like her eyes were the only stars on a clear night. but how do i tell her that the world is less real around her. everything stopped in the palm of her hands. like she could reform me from seawater. like she could revenge me all the nights i spent wanting.

he has a voice eerie like a haunted lake and he wears a white shirt that reads DARK VICTORY and sometimes when i sleep he curls up beside me this dark thin boy from the island every time he opens his mouth i hear sounds from deep within the forest

“I think being with you guys is good for me.”

im bored and thinking about kid!blue

drinking milk everyday to grow big and strong like mama (to her disappointment mama was not as tall as kid!blue thought. she figures putting the wrong idea out into the universe is partially why she is so short.)

being bullied by orla for being a shrimp (orla rubbing her temples: the voices from beyond are telling me u r a shrimp) (blue: |:)

wishing whenever she possibly could to grow taller.

maura: blue what do you want for your birthday?

blue: to grow three inches

maura: look a shooting star, make a wish!

blue: i wish to grow five inches

new years day blue: my resolution is to grow 9 inches

persephone: you know, a resolution is supposed to be something attainable that you have control over

blue: im 12, it’s attainable! (blue only grew like three more inches before she stopped for good)

Weeping Mary.