i have a slightly insane relationship with window curtains/blinds and i need to know if im alone
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so like. if anyone else, like me, still has the occasional fanfic they follow on fanfiction.net, and hasn't been getting the update emails for the longest time and was wondering if ti meant the site is on its last legs
no
no they've done something stupid as fuck
you have to opt back in to getting the emails/notifications of new chapters every six months, because they automatically assume you don't want to know when the fics you followed for the updates have updated
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imagine… you’re in an antique bookshop, full of soft golden light with rain pattering on the roof. it’s dim outside, and you don’t want to walk in the rain, but you’re not in a hurry, and you know it will end soon. maybe you buy a hot drink and cradle it in your palms while you browse. maybe you stand and watch the rain darken the pavement. maybe your heart doesn’t hurt, and everything feels okay
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"Forget everything. Open the windows. Clear the room. The wind blows through it. You see only its emptiness, you search in every corner and don’t find yourself."
– Franz Kafka, Diaries, 1910-1923
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you look back and think, that was heaven, so of course it had to end.
Three Billboards Outside Ebbing, Missouri, Martin McDonagh | Swan-like embrace, Paris, 2001, Nan Goldin | Homegirl, King Princess | Kisses, Josh Kern | Heaven, Mitski | Intimacy, Barbara Kane | Take Me to Church, Hozier | Christian Colomer | Giovanni's Room, James Baldwin | tsapa.jpg on Instagram | In the Pines, Alice Notley
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To find the light, we must first touch the darkness
Please also check out @bluepinkangel’s amazing hot moodboard for this universe 🖤
dark!mafia Steve Rogers x female reader
summary: When you unexpectedly are appointed to run a health center, you foresee many struggles along the way, but not one in the form of a merciless mob boss. Steve Rogers’ core aim is to own and he won’t take no for an answer. To any of his demands.
warnings: dark!Steve Rogers (really, he’s not a softie here, he dark); manipulation; blackmail; threats; power imbalance;
specific warnings will be added for each chapter separately
*yeah I know the title is long, but I like it 😜 besides, each part will have it’s own little title
Chapter 1. Storm on the horizon
Chapter 2. Lava in the snow
Chapter 3. In the eye of the storm
Chapter 4. Heated hail
Chapter 5. Breaking ice
Chapter 6. Downpour
Chapter 7. TBT
Chapter 8. TBT
Chapter 9. TBT
Chapter 10. TBT
his fave position
pic inspired
if Princess was pregnant
birthday celebration
show of power
Steve vs your period
possessive Steve
OVA
OVA II
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a collection of some lyrics from unreal unearth that have a particularly intense chokehold on me
And though I burn how could I fall? / When I am lifted by every word you say to me I, Carrion (Icarian)
But feel at home, hearing a music that few still understand/ A butchered tongue still singing here above the ground Butchered Tongue
Let all time slow, let all light go/ I don't need to know where we begin and end/ I'd still know you, not being shown you/ I only need the working of my hands De Selby (Part 2)
One bright morning goes so easy/ Darkness always finds you either way/ It creeps into the corners as the moment fades First Light
I will not be great, but I'm grateful to get through/ The feeling came late, I'm still glad I met you Abstract (Psychopomp)
I would not change it each time/ Heaven is not fit to house a love/ Like you and I Francesca
At last, when all of the world is asleep/ You take in the blackness of air/ The likes of a darkness so deep/ That God at the start couldn't bear De Selby (Part 1)
These days I think I owe my life/ To flowers that were left here by my mother/ Ain't that like them, gifting life to you again/ This life lived mostly underground/ Unknowing either sight nor sound/ Til reaching up for sunlight just to be ripped out by the stem First Time
Do you know I could break beneath the weight?/ Of the goodness, love, I still carry for you Unknown / Nth
So someone with your eyes might come in time/ To hold me like water/ Or Christ, hold me like a knife Who We Are
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i miss being obsessed with something, i always get really passionate about it and it’s the best feeling
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