Tumgik
#so completely obsesses over
weltato · 5 months
Text
How do people write such incredible, amazing, heartbreaking, mind-blowing songs that make you cry and laugh and dance and get severely emotionally invested in characters that show up randomly with no proper introduction?
How? I want some of that magic please, even the most sparing sprinkling of dust will do.
19 notes · View notes
wulfhalls · 22 days
Text
Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media
even newer kitkat pics <33
429 notes · View notes
angry-nightwing · 10 months
Text
Tumblr media
their dynamic is unmatched
1K notes · View notes
raiiny-bay · 3 months
Text
Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media
summer '93
511 notes · View notes
3cosmicfrogs · 5 months
Text
Tumblr media
"There is love in me the likes of which you've never seen"
813 notes · View notes
sleepinglionhearts · 2 years
Photo
Tumblr media
Oh, it’s gonna be the way you always thought it would be
but it’s gonna be no illusion
Oh, it’s gonna be the way you always dreamt about it
but it’s gonna be really happenin’ to ya
5K notes · View notes
lover-of-mine · 1 year
Text
Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media
Inspired by The Definition of Love and All Things Ineffable by @elvensorceress on ao3
Everything is still. Quiet. He stares like he’s never seen. He probably hasn’t. But it sings through every cell in his body. Eddie… the things Eddie sees as love…
Eddie breathes slowly and wets his lips. “All I know about the kind of love you’re asking about? Is you. Love, to me, is you.”
Buck knows it’s true because he feels it. He’s always felt it. He’s never really doubted the strength and depth of their bond, just how to qualify it.
648 notes · View notes
dootznbootz · 7 months
Text
I need "Ithaca's waiting~, my kingdom is waiting~
PENELOPE'S WAITING~ For me!"
Injected into my goddamn veins. I don't even have a lover but as soon as you hear that lyric, you just fucking MISS HER.
Penelope is just a name at this point. We've heard it said before (still with extreme longing but that's a different ramble) but we as the audience of this musical have not met her yet. But you feel that excitement and utter joy at the thought of seeing her once more. Joy for this woman we don't know. Just how he says it tells you that this man would do anything ("horrendous horrifying actions" type of anything) to see her again and keep her safe/happy. You just sit there loving her just as much. Love that he would kill you for even having
With the first two lines, it's his men echoing his sentiment: Excitement to go home. But at Penelope, it's ALL those voices together with no echo. Penelope isn't waiting for them like their homeland is, they don't feel that way for her. But Odysseus' adoration is so profound that it needs multiple voices to even release it. Even the fact that the chorus is silent at "for me" is telling you that the fact that she's waiting is what's most important. PENELOPE IS HIS HOME. He's "just a man, She's everything" type of adoration!!!!!! He truly would trade the world to see his son and wife!!!
Even with how he says "Full Speed Ahead" after that kind of drifts off like he's already daydreaming about it and I'm just a fucking MESS. He daydreams in the Odyssey already and I love it so much.
I LISTEN TO THESE PARTS OVER AND OVER! IT IS WHAT REVIVES ME!
322 notes · View notes
turtletoria · 7 months
Text
Tumblr media Tumblr media
im a fox
166 notes · View notes
Text
what i really love about black butler is they said what if there was one little boy and for some unknown reason absolutely unhinged occult stuff ALWAYS happened around him
they try to play it off by being like “oh he’s a phantomhive, they deal w all kinds of stuff” but then they make it very clear that this little boy is the only one who has to deal with shit like demons and shinigami and werewolves and zombies, etc
like no one is super surprised when he’s like “oh just another day dismantling the zombie factory” but there’s also a distinct “wtf do you mean zombie factory” air to it
queen: there’s witches and werewolves in germany that you have to deal with ciel: why the fuck do i have to go to germany (his only problem w that sentence)
and then the little boy has the audacity to be like “tbh don’t really believe this witch and werewolf thing :/“ to his DEMON butler
1K notes · View notes
labotor · 1 year
Text
Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media
recent + old scarecrow art dump 🎃
531 notes · View notes
yeyinde · 4 months
Note
You have me craving priest price. CRAVING
ahhh, love that so much because same!! i don't want to be alone in this rabbithole lmao but i just think there's something so enticing about the concept itself and ever since devouring midnight mass and preacher, i can't get the idea of corrupted clergy out of my head. or, like, corrupting clergy.
but it's also very easy to take his canon convictions and flip them around. replace war with god and you have yourself a preacher. i don't want him to be clean, either. his sermons are all about being soldiers of god. all old scripture. you catch him drinking whisky, smoking cigars. he cusses. he's bloodthirsty. forgiveness is much too new testament to him, yanno? he's more about divine punishment. scorched earth. you are either saved or a sinner, and there's no in between.
but don't worry, he's going to save you. willingly or not.
81 notes · View notes
Tumblr media
my wrist still hurt but i won't let that stop me from drawing them
(jk i draw this few days ago and i will take some breaks after i done my assignment btw, my hand started to just lock itself when i hold pencil now, and I'm not even hit my 20s, letting you know 👍)
99 notes · View notes
wizzard890 · 4 months
Text
Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media
Bastian and Volo - The Antichrist and his Hound
There once was a boy who served in a castle. The noble family who lived there paid him no mind.
One day, like a blow through the heart, that boy saw God.
Something bright. Something terrible. Something holy, greater than every blazing star: Bastian, second issue of the Duke of Burgundy, seething and ambitious and wrathful.
Souls depart the body through the eyes; the boy never looked away.
.
Bastian was eighteen when he noticed Volo: the young son of a stablehand who had taught himself to read, to carry, to serve. Desperately ready to file himself into a cold and razored sword for Bastian's hand, if only that hand would close like a collar around his neck.
And so, in time, Bastian seized him.
.
It is your turn to see them now, years on, as the storm gathers.
Ecce homo: A Conqueror on a pale horse, his banners flying behind him, with a hunger for heaven on his lips and a burning crown on his head. But that which truly bears his glory runs at his heel.
Ecce canis: A chaste and brutal Galahad, rimed with frost, leading the legions of his Lord to any end, any dictate, as long as he is granted the final honor of slitting his own throat on Bastian's altar.
They are linked by a silver chain. God to slave, king to knight, love to worship. Even death cannot break it.
.
There once was a dog who served his master. The dragon who holds his leash will never let it go.
80 notes · View notes
deimosatellite · 16 days
Text
whenever i see people talking abt hannibal and other tragic batshit gay people media im like
Tumblr media
52 notes · View notes
Text
girls when they remember that wilfred owen was killed in action A WEEK before the armistice was signed
Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media
206 notes · View notes