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so now in every universe now there is a jon & there’s a martin and in every universe they either find each other or they don’t and either way they know, even if they don’t, that they did find each other, once, and it was horrible and beautiful and so, so, unfair, and despite that, despite the horrible, beautiful, unfair briefness of that, their existence there, and in every universe, has value, even if it disappears forever, even when it does disappear forever, even when it did disappear forever, even when all that remains of them is the vague longing for what once existed, somewhere else, sometime else, someone else,
and some part of them both knows this, even when they’re different, even when jon never knew georgie, even when martins dad never left, even when they never met, even when they met each other sooner, fell out of love in uni, married as soon as it was legal, whatever happened, every time… in each universe. somehow. in some way. some parts of each other. knives and blood and tears. the tight grip of jons hand around martins wrist as he died. something about birthmarks where you died in a past life. what about birth marks where, in a past life, you killed someone you loved?
“No one gets what they deserve, they just get what hurts them the most”
The one thing Martin said he wouldn’t —*couldn’t*— do was kill Jon.
The one thing Jon said he couldn’t do was let the Fears loose and have anyone else suffer like he did when he ended the world.
I can’t tell if it’s more tragic or hopeful that both of them chose to do what would hurt them the most in order to stay together.
there’s something therapeutic about imagining a broadway-style curtain call at the end of magnus. tim and sasha appear from each side of the stage to wave at the audience, sasha holding not!sasha’s hand. elias and peter bow deeply in unison. michael and helen poke each other playfully with their long fingers and pop in and out of different doors before disappearing. gerry comes onstage in a flurry of papers and brings eric and mary with him. annabelle is lowered onto the stage from a hanging platform like a diva to thunderous applause. simon and mike crew hoot and wave at the audience from a high platform and pop away simultaneously when the spotlight turns off. nikola and jane swing each other in a wild dance that makes the stage shake. gertrude appears alone and does an elegant curtsey. daisy+basira and melanie+georgie appear together, arms linked, and all four do a bow together. finally, after everything has quieted down, jon and martin appear from either side, and as the curtain falls, they join hands.
post eye-pocalypse memes
Hey, stop scrolling.
Everyone who is reading this: I’m so glad you’re alive. I’m so proud of you. You are loved. I’m here. Don’t give up, we’re almost there.
Pass it on.
that job security could not have been worth it
Oh I can’t possibly study, I have allotted the next six hours to yearning vaguely
That's why I keep a journal next to my bed so I can write down the good stuff... then I have to try my hardest to understand my own handwriting through the dream logic lense
this is so funny
All I want to do is write this scene where one character treats another character gently and the other one is just totally undone by it in a “this gentleness upsets me far more than all the traumatizing things that have happened to me in this entire story because the suffering was pretty much expected whereas this is just…outside of my comfort zone” and somehow this is difficult.
Slow burn but it's written by an impatient person
a guide to writing
open ur computer
press a letter
press another letter
keep pressing letters until u have a story
congrats ur done
me: the weight of the world is impossible, i am the metaphorical atlas, this feeling right now is permanent, it is the most absolute version of myself, the real version hiding beneath a false exterior, and i will never know whether joy is a truth or a game of pretend we all play at
also me, 30 seconds later: oh :) i’m dehydrated
girl in a horror movie: vomits up black liquid or blood, screams at the top of her lungs and tries to hurt anyone that goes near her
me: it be like that sometimes
I identify as a villain because I'm already queer-coded and don't feel like being the quirky best friend who dies for motivation.
Powers that hurt
telekinesis that gives the user a massive headache
super strength that leaves them with sore muscles for days after use
pyrokinesis that gives a horrible burning sensation, felt even though there’s no physical evidence of it.
cryokinesis that chills them to the bones, leaving them with a desperate need to get someplace warm after every battle
heightened senses that mean the character is in a near-constant state of sensory overload
flight powers mean they have altitude related illness every time they go just a little to high a little to fast
aquakinesis that means that it’s harder to drown them but not impossible, that means they feel horrible when the humidity is too low
geokinesis that makes them terrified to be off the ground, whether they’re being carried or in a plane or flying in any way, they just hate it
you know what’s a good feeling? a real good feeling?
when sunbeams do this.
that is all.
you’ve heard of existential dread and existential horror, now get ready for existential peace, which is that feeling when you stare up at the nightsky and think, “huh. i exist. that’s pretty neat.”
petition to be able to just turn your brain upside down and shake the stories out of it
The best way to gauge how much a white person is actually working on their racism is to see how they treat a black person who makes them mad or uncomfortable or that they think isn’t being respectable. Even the most “anti racist” seeming white people will let that facade slip once they come across a black person they think isn’t respectable or that makes them mad.
When white people come across a black person that won’t coddle their feelings in the way society has taught white people to expect, that’s when their true colors come out. That’s how you learn the most about where a white person is at in the process of unlearning racism and checking themselves for unconscious bias.
White people: if you want to help long term: get used to being told your opinion is wrong, irrelevant, or unwanted. Tell your friends to get used to it. Work on getting used to it and do this work with other white people. Because white supremacy has all of y’all very used to being right and being an inherently valued voice and if we’re going to fight white supremacy you’re going to have to be comfortable surrendering that expectation and also white people will need to learn how to handle being rejected or disagreed with. It’s an extension of racism and racial trauma for black people to try and educate or speak up about our issues only to expose ourselves to your white fragility which makes you defensive– this defensiveness can look like shutting down, silencing us, painting all corrections or disagreements as ‘fighs’ (extending the idea that black people are aggressive) etc.
White resilience is the opposite of white fragility and black people are VERY good at resilience, unfortunately. Listen to us we know how to combat this.
being poor is traumatic. even if you’re not homeless or starving. never being able to get anything nice for yourself, never being able to go out to eat without feeling guilty, never being able to do anything fun that isn’t free, making you housebound in bad weather because you can’t afford to go to a cafe or a movie. it takes a toll. being poor under capitalism makes your life a waking nightmare. this post must be reblogged by everyone.
Sex doesn’t make us whole.
HAPPY INTERNATIONAL ASEXUALITY DAY!
"Why are you so obessed with found family?"
I watched this as a kid and internalized it for forever
how does being punched in the face feel like
“Racists, lgbtqphobes, and exclusionists can get fucked” Another post brought to you by the “let people live their goddamn lives” gang