me: it was a sad day when my ability to be productive passed away...
my productivity: stop telling everyone I'm dead!
me, opening instagram: sometimes I think I can still hear their voice
The willow woman.
Photo taken by The Henge Shop, Avebury.
its about conviction so strong it turns into power. its about being utterly devoted but not necessarily to each other. its about being somewhere between a weapon and a shield and a bandage but not a person. maybe more of a person with each other maybe less. its about not being able to set down the weight of your duty and being with the only person who gets that. its about begging the other person to stop being a symbol and being told no and not being able to blame them for that. its about service and humility at the cost of your desire for each other. its about being scared but never having any inch of room to be so you're not. its about doubt. its about your home being a concept that would see you dead rather than not chasing it. its about your real home being a person you can't let yourself love too much. its about paladin4paladin. is this thing on. can anyone hear me. hello.
i love you films without sequels i love you limited series i love you stand alone novels i love you self-contained stories
In my personal experience (which is, granted, not universal) I have never been an actor in a play that 100% went as it was supposed to the whole time. There is always an actor who skips a line, or forgets stage directions, or took a bit too long to change costumes and is now late for their appearances. But the thing about theater is that it's a live performance- you can't just apologize and redo the scene. You have to carry the characters through the important plot beats even if you have to ad-lib to do so. Do you get what I'm saying? A character in a play is not a fixed thing. A book will not change lines between readings. A movie will not change shots between rewatchs. But in theater, a character may act differently, speak differently, but they have to reach the same ending regardless. Characters in a play are trapped, not because things are already written- they do have some leeway- but because everything will conspire to drag them back on their predestined road. Do you understand? Do you understand what I'm saying?
Cottagecore Names
Aspen
August
Betty
Dorothea
Ivy
Jolene
Juniper
Willow
Adventurous Names
Everett
Hunter
Jessie/Jesse
Olivia
Peter
Sadie
Sawyer
Zoe
Artsy Names
Amy
Delilah
Dylan
Iris
Michelle
Noah
Sierra
Simon
Vintage Names
Adelaide
Caroline
Eleanor
Jude
Lana
Oliver
Stacy
Vivian
Dark Academia Names
Dorian
Ezra
Henry
Juliet
Lydia
Ophelia
Penelope
Sophia
Poetic Names
Blake
Calliope
Elliott
Fiona
Grace
Laila
Maya
Sylvia
Musical Names
Aria
Cadence
Harmony
Harper
Lyric
Melody
Piper
Reed
language is literally so beautiful like in english "i miss you" comes from being unable to locate someone in the field after battle, it's "i look for you but i can't find you" but the french "tu me manques" is also about absence but it's not something i do, it's something that happens to me, as in "you are something essential lacking inside me", in portuguese it's either "sinto a tua falta" as in "i feel your absence" or, from solitude you get "saudade de você" as in "i am lonely [of] you", and in spanish the word comes from stranger and it's something one does, "te extraño" as in "i am making a stranger out of you", and, and, and
someone, reading my writing: wow great story!
me, sticking my hands in the plotholes: thanks it has pockets :)
f*ck a breakup, have you ever rated a book very highly and gone looking for the huge fandom it deserves, only to find out that it's small and/or inactive?
Ok so the thing about reading like books which are "predictable" is that I, a story enjoyer, go completely bonkers about it bc its like Enrichment in my Enclosure. A scene parallels another earlier scene between different characters thus serving to highlight the differences in their views and priorities???? A line makes me think "hmmm I bet that's gonna be relevant later" ends up being relevant later????? I am a tiger chewing ice cubes out of a pumpkin. I'm so so happy. Please foreshadow more things. Throw the completely anticipateable plot beats at me like catnip mousies!!!!!