Part Of Me Wants To Shift The Entirety Of Magical Fantasy Adventure Land Into The Normal World Instead

i hear my heart breaking tonight do you hear it too?

That’s my man and ima stick beside him💯💯💯

perfect angel who is the actual treasure of my heart

getting over the fear of being bad is so fucking hard… like, it’s literally a super power if you can start something and say ‘it doesn’t matter if it’s bad, it just matters that it exists’

‘bad’ is so terrifying, ‘bad’ is wrecking, and the ability to apply self-compassion to things deemed ‘bad’ is beyond amazing, to understand not everything in life will be ‘good’ and that’s okay

essays, art, novels, school, relationships, anyone out there starting things when they are terrified of the arbitrary metric of the result… I am so fucking proud of you, you are so brave and strong

keep starting new things, even if ‘bad’ is a possibility 

I’m so damn grateful to my younger self for looking at all the work it takes to be a writer and saying, “fuck it, I’m doing this anyway!”

You go, past me. Smash those tiny fists on the keyboard and figure out what the fuck a semicolon does, you ambitious little bastard.

this is so good!!! and funny omg. your characters are adorable and really interesting

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RHAENYRA and ALICENT + art

Vincente Capobianchi | LE HÉRON FAMILIER , 1877 Jacques Clement Wagrez | Promenade médievale , 1899 Aimée Brune-Pagès | Young Lady with her Maid, 1853 Eugen von Blaas | Day dreamers , 1887 Anthony van Dyck | William II, Prince of Orange, and his Bride, Mary Stuart, 1641

no thoughts, just "where is duty, where is sacrifice" and the way that alicent clings to abstract constructs like religion, honor, duty and sacrifice because her material life is so concretely terrible and empty. to have loved someone so dearly, and watch them be what you perceive as free while your entire personhood is reduced to a womb and made to serve the realm, a vessel for the rotting king to use and abuse. to not exist as a person for yourself but in only in service to others as you are ordered by your father under a patriarchal structure..........and then the contrast of that quote, which summarizes all of alicent's anguish and agony, to the classic, "what is honor compared to a woman's love? what is duty against the feel of a newborn son in your arms...we are only human, and the gods have fashioned us for love.".................but alicent doesn't have love, not anymore. duty, honor, these concepts - they're all she's got, and the lack of the very elements that make them meaningful has corroded her inside and out. so: honor, duty, sacrifice, all without love. and here we are.

i love the tension yes

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