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fairydrowning · 1 year

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"Well, let it pass; April is over, April is over. There are all kinds of love in the world, but never the same love twice."

– F. Scott Fitzgerald, The Short Stories

#now it's officially the month of Kdrama youth of may couple #dark academia #light academia #excerpts #fragments #poetry #romanticism #dark academia quotes #dark academism #light academism #april end #classic literature #literature quotes #literature #f scott fitzgerald #the short stories

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lucidloving · 7 months

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Richard Siken, "The Torn-up Road" // Lora Mathis, "If There's A Way Out I'll Take It"

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darlingdeathx · 1 month

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I am yours, even in this waiting. I am yours.

#excerpt from a book i'll never write #an excerpt from a story i'll never write #art #books and libraries #quotes #poetry #writers and readers #music #photography #relationship quotes #writeblr #writers on tumblr #love quotes #love #writing

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words-on-pa-per · 2 months

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“For the record-“

“Which nobody is keeping.”

“-I’ve killed more people than you.”

“I was a fucking soldier.”

“Yeah, well, I was a fucking murderer so…”

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charmingwinds · 4 months

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I read somewhere that the act of peeling oranges for someone is considered love. I found it stupid.

Then one day, I was home after a tiring day and there were oranges sitting on the counter. I knew they had to be eaten that day, a day later, they’d be rotten.

I was just too tired.

I completed my chores, and the oranges were still there, colourful and nudging, hoping I’d pick them up.

I walked past, and found my bed. My head comfortably rested on the pillows.

Those damn oranges.

I got up, sat on the counter and peeled them grudgingly. As I ate in silence, I understood what they meant. It was love alright, not peeling oranges but being taken care of.

#love #spilled thoughts #spilled words #spilled ink #words #him #excerpt from a story i'll never write #excerpt from a book i'll never write #writerscreed #musings

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excerptsofstories · 8 months

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You can’t just touch my soul and then leave me.

Excerpt from a book I will never write #1400 // our memories cross my brain everyday

#excerpts of stories #quotes about life #spilled thoughts #lost love #stories i will never write #quotes #relationship quotes

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thesewordsaremymusings · 7 months

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“I want to take my heart off my sleeve, it has grown too heavy.”

-m.n.

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mournfulroses · 6 months

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Ernest Hemingway, from The Complete Short Stories of Ernest Hemingway; "The Snows of Kilimanjaro,"

#lit #ernest hemingway #prose #quotes #words #prose colletion #selection #excerpts #short story #p

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secretlyscribbled · 7 months

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"My mind wants to be at peace, my heart to be loved, and my body to be at rest."

#spilled thoughts #spilled ink #spilled words #excerpt from a book i'll never write #poetry #spilled poetry #spilled coffee #words #thoughts #excerpt from a story i'll never write

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adastraetretro · 1 month

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"Does it hurt?"

"I'll be okay."

"That isn't what I asked."

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iridescentmirrorsgenshin · 3 months

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The motif of home is an essential concept to his character. Kaveh describes ‘home’ being different than to that of a ‘house’, as in a house indicates a solitary object, whereas ‘home’ refers to people

This is explained in the loss of Kaveh’s family resulted in his home becoming a house: “"Home" went from a sanctuary of warmth and light to a cold and lonely hall” (Kaveh Character Story 2).

The concept of a home, then, is particularly important in regard to Alhaitham as Alhaitham invited Kaveh to live in his house after Kaveh sold his family house to pay for the re-building of the Palace of Alcazarzaray. Kaveh, at this point in time, is described to be “homeless”, which is indicative of him not only being without a place to live, but without people which ‘home’ could come into fruition. After meeting Alhaitham for the first time in years after their parting, the concept of ‘home’ is directly related to Alhaitham:

Upon seeing his family’s house, his old “home”, which he had sold in order to provide the funding to rebuild the Palace of Alcazarzaray, Alhaitham prompts Kaveh to reflect on the pursuit of his ideals, whereafter Kaveh acknowledges that his ideals were not in the wrong, it is his method of achieving them. Kaveh resolves not to give up, and a second chance is presented to him in Alhaitham inviting Kaveh to live with him.

Where Kaveh ‘sees’ his old “home”, the family he no longer belongs to, all he lost due to his regrets, Alhaitham “sees” through Kaveh, understands him, and asks him a question which simultaneously renews his beliefs in his ideals and the future. This passage links Alhaitham’s sense of home to Kaveh, and offers Alhaitham as a home for Kaveh.

(Update: For more analyses like this, the essay this is taken from is now uploaded! It can be accessed here and here as as a pdf <3)

#alhaitham #kaveh #haikaveh #kavetham #haikaveh meta #this is an excerpt from the essay which i thought was nice #the idea of alhaitham listening intently to kaveh haunts me #also they are each others family and home!!!#this theme of family and home is so integral to kavehs character and alhaithams character stories #alhaithams character story says that kaveh is similarly lacking in familial attachments just like alhaitham #and when they met it was after alhaithams grandma passed and he enrolled in the akademiya #and when kavehs mother had left for fontaine #the two meet after losing these family attachments and then go onto form their own family #but the whole thing about sumeru academic family is a whole other post!!

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vomitingwords · 2 months

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"Were you frustrated?" he asked.

"I was. And it's beginning to feel like I could've done something different and still gotten the same result," she said while looking down on her weary hands. Tracing the lines on her palms with her shaky fingers. "I could've done something. I could've made a different choice. I could've found another way. I could've turned on a different road. And it's frustrating to know that, even if I did all that, it could still be the wrong choice."

Where were you? // ma.c.a

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russalki · 1 month

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The world was so rich it was rotting.

— Clarice Lispector, “Love”; from The Complete Stories (tr. Katrina Dodson)

#excerpts #clarice lispector #love #the complete stories #words #quotes #book quotes #literature #lit #brazilian literature

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words-on-pa-per · 1 month

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“Fuck, what happened to you?”

“Shut up, at least I’m a better fighter than you.”

“Not what I meant. Tell me. I’ll have a noose on their neck by 10.”

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averlym · 6 months

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fairest of the fair

#hi! im alive and back and etc.#six the musical #six the musical fanart #katherine howard #thinking of that post going 'i think eventually you become the person you needed most' and like maybe that's the thing with my art #this started out as a redraw and <improvement meme> i think i've finally reached the stage where i'm making the things that my younger self #aspired to create. like i can do this now! i've reached That level of technical skill! tiny me would be so proud. it's very gratifying #redraw from august this year actually. i've made a surprising amount of improvement HAHA maybe it was the adamandi stuff getting me #back into digital rendering. i think that obsession has quietly slipped away but yknow. one never truly leaves a fandom. just less intensit #also speaking of old fandoms! we're back with the six stuff haha. as of writing i'm in the midst of blog revamp- figuring out how to chill #multifandom status doesn't mean ditch all the old stuff ! but i do feel much freer and less stressed. i think hiatus has been good for me #notes on this piece particularly: redraw about cutting hair and thinking of the lyric above. also lowkey &j ref + pinterest poem excerpts #of female suffering. and maybe a dash of amanda heng let's walk inspo. this work is really just full of contradictions..#1. the mirror and cutting hair as an act of self liberation 2. the & is part of the lyric but also a nod to &j (in another iteration it was #pink but the white looked better) and like. &j is really all !!! girl power!!! etc. and i was like hmmmm. also matching pink shiny aes #3. the frame as a cage; the mirror as a self reflection idea (ie. saville's propped insp) but also as a sign of vanity. 4. sparkly costume #and pretty pose- read one too many poems about women feeling like they have to be pretty even in their suffering. something i wanted to #explore. and also in 5. the show itself... all you wanna do is. despite all the dancing and pink and sparkly the content of the song is #darker. and even though it's a story of her suffering it's still presented as a shiny fun pop song and ajshdhfhfh ok... 6. the lyrics fall #outside the frame. sort of a caught inbetween. sort of a trapped in the narrative and yet #within the frame it's all. vaguely handwavy breaking free vibes. like i said contradictions?#7. cutting off the long ponytail vs the pull my hair lyric at the end. yeah #8. the blocked off & looks a bit like scissors. positioned to cut right at the neck #anyways yeah irl remains hectic! but if i get around to more doodles they'll appear here :)

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your-soup-overlord · 4 months

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A tiny look into one of the fics called It's My Party (And I'll Cry If I Want To)!

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“Why don’t you just tell them?” Jazz asks Danny once she sits down on his bed, pushing aside his blankets and patting beside her.

“Mom and Dad love you, metagene or not.” She continues.

“Seriously, Jazz, we’ve been over this.” Danny sighs, sitting next to his sister as she turns to face him better, “They hate ghosts, and have threatened to rip phantom apart molecule by molecule. If they’re willing to do that, then what makes you think they’ll stop once they find out their son is a ghost?”

Jazz frowns, “Danny, I know the accident was terrible and horrifying for you, but you’re not a ghost. You need to accept the fact that it simply activated your dormant metagene and gave you ghost adjacent powers.”

“How can I have a metagene when both mom and dad don’t have one! Jazz, I know you don’t want to believe it but-“

“No Danny,” Jazz exclaims as she cuts him off, “ You’re alive. You can’t be a ghost, because ghosts are unfeeling and-“

“Jazz, just stop!” Danny yells, slightly teary. He stands up off the bed, putting some place between him and Jazz as she also stands up with a deepening frown.

“I know you don’t want to believe it but I am a ghost, I died in that accident. I know you don’t want to believe it, but if I can somehow come to terms with it then why can’t you?”

Jazz just stares him down with her disappointed stare. After a few quiet seconds she then sighs, looking exasperated and somehow even more disappointed as she levels him with a harsh glare.

“Even Sam and Tuck agree, Danny. You’re going to far with this ghost thing! I don’t care what that yeti says, or any of those other creatures! You’re not dead. You have a heartbeat and most importantly, you care. You’re not evil, and all this death talk is beginning to freak Tucker out! And you especially need to stop around Sam. They’ve begun talking to me about it, and about how you’re scaring them. And, well, we’ve all agree that you need to stop fighting those ghosts. Mom and Dad are perfectly capable of getting them, so from now on you’re benched. Those horrible things have been filling your head with lies, and it’s becoming a problem.”

Jazz declares before she walks out, keeping that awful disappointed glare on him.

Danny slams the door behind her, silently seething and holding back tears. They talk about his death so easily! Yet they don’t care to acknowledge it. Danny died, whether they want to accept it or not, and there was nothing they could do about it.

#the small excerpt!#dc x dp #danny phantom #i might post more parts #not sure yet #but the angst i could do!#like I love jazz but #the stories i've read where danny's friends and family just #dont accept that he is dead?#and adding dc means the meta gene!!#maybe i just want to make danny suffer #give him the worst experience and then add fluff later #It's My Party (And I'll Cry If I Want To)#also yes melanie martinez themed title!

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