aleksandra waliszewska // yves olade // joy priest, horsepower // richard siken, wishbone

i 100% vibe with the way tolkien writes battle it’s like “i will give you every thoughts my characters have before the battle in so much details. i will give you every thoughts my characters have during the battle in so much details (along side their actions). i will give you every thoughts my characters have after the battle in so much details (and the aftermath their actions). and i will just tell you: yeah death weapons and combats happened to during the war ig” like he does not give a fuck about the actual battle it’s so funny

this pastiche from 1895 is indistinguishable from any hiatus brain crackfic you’d find on AO3 today

comparing yourself to a romantic rival of the same gender & finding yourself hopelessly lacking is something that can be so homoerotic given the right circumstances

crocus bed

by Denny Bitte

hopeless time loop. the way out isn’t to save everyone. the way out isn’t to save even one person. the way out isn’t to change anything. the way out is accepting how it happened the first time is how it always will be. that’s how you acted, that’s how they acted, that’s how you would have acted every time if you weren’t given the curse of hindsight. the way out is accepting you can’t fix the past; you can only forgive yourself for it.

amazing!! echo the sentiment—what lovely writing, so intricate and evocative and smooth. perfect for tom and perfect for percy. ASOR fans, please check it out!

do you even know the sheer amount of shit I’ve written?

Relationships that have real king/lionheart energy, that whole “I have sworn myself wholly to you, I am your sword arm, I am your dog” to someone else’s “you are the one person in this world I can rely on, and I am both bolstered and burdened by your absolute faith in me” vibe, but it’s in circumstances that are like. so low stakes. Manager of a movie theater/the one usher who doesn’t smoke weed at work.

Stained glass windows by Louis Comfort Tifanny

me writing the worst paragraph of my life knowing that a sexier, more hydrated version of me will fix it later

peace. (post-war)

brb, starting a new rabbit hole

“I am a little to blame for kissing him. He looked like someone in a book.”

— E. M. Forster, A Room with a View (1908)

“You sensed that you should be following a different path, a more ambitious one, you felt that you were destined for other things but you had no idea how to achieve them and in your misery, you began to hate everything around you.”

― Fyodor Dostoyevsky, Netochka Nezvanova