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widowshill · 5 months
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dark shadows 1966 + the metaphoric supernatural
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widowshill · 3 months
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r/v + bowerbird, molly @ofgeography
from the liner notes:
originally, the bridge for this song went like this: the first time i let you in you said it’s nice, but you’re so hard to parse. you looked around realized that the word that the word you wanted was “sparse.” dressing up real wounds as portraits; performance of love as a narrative arc.
full lyrics:
Look at what love did Made a bowerbird of me Heart's a house I want to fit With shiny things that bring you to the tree My heart wants to be where your heart lives
"If you lived here you'd be home now, " Says a highway unriddled with lights, and maybe that's true Before Adam's ribs were taught to make it What was love to an acolyte: a word or a tune?
All the miles I've gone, and the road still wove in the darkness But oh, my stubborn heart drove ahead regardless, regardless
Look at what love did Made a bowerbird of me My heart's a house I want to fit With shiny things that bring you to the tree My heart wants to be where your heart lives
There's an ache inside my chest where The muscle has hardened to bone, kept me safe, kept me strong But what doesn't bend is doomed to shatter A lesson I learned on the long road home, kept me safe all alone
Oh, I know that I've been hard and I've been artless And you've stayed soft and you've stood still for me regardless, regardless
Look at what love did Made a bowerbird of me My heart's a house I want to fit With shiny things that bring you to the tree My heart wants to be where your heart lives
Poured my glass of wine Looked around this heart of mine Realized that all my walls were dressed like you
Oh, I break myself into pieces 'Til I'm down to the sum of my parts, then I build me again If how we're loved is how we're made, well Then we are made from my head and your heart, not built but woven
And the things I've done I knew were far from harmless But oh, the stubborn grace of being loved regardless, regardless
Now look at what love did Made a bowerbird of me My heart's a house I want to fit With shiny things that bring you to the tree My heart wants to be where your heart lives My heart wants to be where your heart lives My heart wants to be where your heart lives
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widowshill · 7 days
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the collinsport sartorial society, social club, and murder consortium.
a present for @devilagent ! based on the original ponyo comic by @millionfish.
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widowshill · 17 days
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ALEXANDRA MOLTKE AS VICTORIA WINTERS IN DARK SHADOWS, 1966-71.
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widowshill · 7 months
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My name is Victoria Winters. They whisper an old story again up in Collinsport, a tragedy rinsed and repeat: a husband that vanished from his bride, and a young woman interred up on the hill. If you ask the bridal-suite widow she will weave you a tale too fantastical to believe: she will tell you that the young man abandoned her into the past itself, into a former self, and another life. You’ll find that this is the closest thing to the truth for anyone looking for it, as even the sheriff –– try though he might to pin down yet another whiff of sin about the Collins estate ––  can unearth no trace of him. It is as if he never existed at all, even his name soaked in the oil of myth and packed away into aluminum. There are only the flowers over an old, old grave to tell; silent, knowing, nitrogen-glutted.
An au where instead of Jeff getting pulled back to the 18th century, Victoria kills him <3 Because you aren't really a Collins if your spouse doesn't disappear under mysterious circumstances and you have to cover up a killing or two! Second half of the comic text is from Black Sails XIV.
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widowshill · 8 months
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Now, on the road to Hell there was a railroad line And a lady steppin' off a train With a suitcase full of summertime.
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widowshill · 8 months
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widowshill · 13 days
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roger collins & victoria winters / mr. & mrs. maxim de winter
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widowshill · 17 days
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LOUIS STIRLING EDMONDS AS ROGER COLLINS IN DARK SHADOWS, 1966-71.
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widowshill · 17 days
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I think that all of the unhappiness of all of my ancestors is my rightful heritage, and you shouldn't try to keep it from me.
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widowshill · 4 months
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HEY LITTLE SONGBIRD, look all around you see how the vipers and vultures surround you and they'll take you down, they'll pick you clean if you stick around such a desperate scene.
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widowshill · 2 months
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addams family values x 201.
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widowshill · 6 months
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ROGER: Well, I've attributed all that to mass hallucination. VICKI: You still believe that? ROGER: My dear Vicki, if I didn't believe that, I would have to accept the possibility that we're all quite mad.
happy halloween from the collins - stoddard - winters family !! 🎃👻
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widowshill · 2 months
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— I couldn't care less about your future. — Well, you'd better care, because you're part of it, and so is your wife.
r/v/b for @tortoisesshells.
#victoria devlin starring in: i gave up trying to find my father so i just got a few boyfriends old enough to be my dad. or my uncle.#tortoisesshells#➤ roger collins & victoria winters & burke devlin. ┊ to know how it ends‚ and still begin to sing it again.#➤ edits & art. ┊ the evans cottage art gallery.#gifs.#i've been accused of not exactly truth-telling when it comes to posting about r/v ... well.#this is lies. we made it up. but look at them! aren't they just darling!#thank you 60's daytime television.#this is my unethical polycule. the nonmonogamy is consensual and negotiated we're just evil in other ways.#(one of them framed another one for vehicular manslaughter and sent him to prison.#two of them have been the other one's employees at one point or another.#they have all — at some point — accused each other of murder; except for accusing vicki who is by all accounts an angel#and who would NEVER frame her boyfriend for her manslaughter on purpose. although this does happen in canon. accidentally.)#also that she stabs roger with a knife in the au but that's not *really* her fault because she's under hypnotic vampire influence.#(and – moreover that roger a. deserves it and b. enjoys it)#because they are doomed to reenact the machinations of collinsport's tripartite love story.#because a woman in possession of josette's (& laura's) locket; of an adventuring‚ prosperous husband who builds her a home in collinsport;#of a vampire-coded boyfriend also in love with her but doomed chiefly to yearning and the occasional bite;#of a foretold fate of falling from the cliffside; and on top of all that is a brunette – well‚ she must be josette.
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widowshill · 2 days
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r/v + physical touch + color.
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widowshill · 6 months
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ROGER: You see, I'm willing to go to any lengths to be restored to your good favor. Now, I really want you to understand that when I shouted those words to you, it was just my… the pressures and the expression of my tension and not my true feeling for you at all. You do believe me, don't you? VICKI: Just what is your true feeling?
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