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lucy carlyle be like
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I'm all for the unhinged girl acknowledgement by the Scream fandom in regards to Sam, but everyone keeps forgetting about Tara
Like she fucking smiles and laughs while stabbing someone in the mouth. And it's not anxious laughter, that shit was gleeful
This is not the face of a well adjusted individual
#if she were a door she would topple over. bc she is unhinged#Sam and Tara are my favorite unhinged girlies <3#tara carpenter#sam carpenter#scream 6#scream 6 spoilers#Tara tag#horror tag#og fandom post tag
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for @declanphobe — i love you on purpose.
welcome to night vale, ep 100: toast / sleeping at last, two / i am not okay with this, 1x03 / kiersten white, the chaos of stars / the good place, 4x09 / taylor jenkins reid, the seven husbands of evelyn hugo / jenny slate (x) / casey mcquiston, red, white & royal blue / extraordinary attorney woo, 1x10 / leslie becker-phelps / portrait of a lady on fire (2019) / jodi picoult, the book of two ways / euripides, orestes (trans. anne carson) / vance joy, mess is mine / sade andria zabala, coffee and cigarettes (x)
#tara tag#parallels#webs#web weaving#word collage#on love#love as a choice#on purpose#love#words#poetry#quotes#poems#compilation#not to me not if it's you#*
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happiest birthday, tara @declanphobe ♡
declan was a collector of beautiful, specific phrases that he would not let himself use in public, and the possessor of an illuminated, specific smile no one would ever see.
#*#tara tag#trc#trcedit#the raven cycle#ravencyclenet#litedit#yalit#yalitedit#bookedit#storyseekers#dailylit#fantasyedit#usercossette#userbie
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i think reaaallyyy hard all the time about being in love and BELIEVE! i will be in love! i keep thinking i will be in love! lovewill become real ❤️
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guys??? tara deactivated????
does anyone know what happened??? I'm worried for her and I really hope she's okay D:
#levi's ted talks#not ninjago#she just deactivated today I'm worried#I hope whatever happened wasn't smth bad#tara tag
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loverboy
reblogs are verrrry appreciated
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Sounding Sea
Annabel Lee - Edgar Allan Poe
Words: 1.8k
TWs: depression, heavy angst, self-punishment, suicidal thoughts, Jay is not in a good place in this everybody
Summary: uhhhh basically Jay angst paired with one of my favorite Poe poems and I'm really proud of it.
Gonna go ahead and tag @giftofjay because you said you would really enjoy reading something like this so this is for you! Consider it a gift for being awesome! Sorry it's not happier lol
It was many and many a year ago,
In a kingdom by the sea,
That a maiden there lived whom you may know
By the name of Annabel Lee;
It hadn't really been that long, and Jay knew it. Yet with every day that passed it felt like he aged by ten years. He had only been at the lighthouse for a week, and yet his bones ached as if he had run a marathon nonstop, creaking and cracking with every swell of the insufferable tide outside. Every day he would force himself to walk up and down the wooden stairs in an endless chain of filling a bucket with saltwater, only to dump it back out over the lip of the opening. Self-loathing would fill him whenever the bucket was topped by the waves; he tried in vain to pretend that it went away once he was finished pouring it back out. His body begged him for a break, a reprieve in its arduous task, but Jay never gave in.
No punishment would ever be enough for the weight of his sin: letting her go.
And this maiden she lived with no other thought
Than to love and be loved by me.
How could he have been so foolish? So selfish? Of course Nya would want something more for herself than to be a hapless trophy wife on display. He had acted so childishly, and for what? Because she wanted to be her own person? What kind of thing was that to throw a temper tantrum over? That's all that he was, a loud and annoying child, and he had been too arrogant to accept it.
Nadakhan had called him a child.
The bucket was almost tossed over the side as Jay aggressively shook the water out. The bitterness never went away, no matter how many times he emptied the stupid, slimy pail.
I was a child and she was a child,
In this kingdom by the sea,
But we loved with a love that was more than love—
That love burned in his chest so brightly that it would've scorched even Kai's fire. Jay knew that if he could carry it in his hands they would burn instantly, and still he would hold onto it for the rest of his life. Even then, the Departed Realm would be hard-pressed to try and take it from him as he moved into the afterlife. He knew that Nya wouldn't be there to greet him.
Love was never enough, was it?
I and my Annabel Lee—
With a love that the wingèd seraphs of Heaven
Coveted her and me.
And humanity despised what they knew they couldn't have. Jealousy was a disease; one that had gotten her killed the first time, and it was all his fault.
The bucket tipped over again.
And this was the reason that, long ago,
In this kingdom by the sea,
A wind blew out of a cloud, chilling
My beautiful Annabel Lee;
He remembered what it was like falling through the portal, reaching up to grab her hand in a fruitless attempt to pull her through. She smiled at him, for what he thought might be one last time, deliberately putting herself out of his reach.
The wind had whooshed past his ears, whistling its song of sorrow and blame as he tumbled farther and farther down. Jay knew that Nya wouldn't last long against all of those pirates, and he knew that the despair would hurt more than any broken bones from the fall he would have when he finally came out on the other side.
Why was it always him?
So that her highborn kinsmen came
And bore her away from me,
To shut her up in a sepulchre
In this kingdom by the sea.
Operation: Land Ho had somehow been the most successful and disastrous thing he had ever pulled off in his life. As a rescue mission for Nya it had gone terribly awry before they had even left the ground, but at least he had managed to get his brothers and master back in one piece.
They weren't enough. He wasn't enough.
Everywhere he had looked things were falling, hurtling towards his home. The one he was supposed to protect with his life. And yet all he could think of was her, shielding her fragile body from the debris as it rained down around them, and Jay was sure that they would crash and burn in a fiery comet. The church where the djinn and Nya had been wed lay in ruins only a few hundred yards behind him, and yet the shadow of its remains loomed over Jay, almost as if reminded him that its parts may very well build their tomb when the island finally hit the ground.
The seawater was cold as it sloshed around his bare ankles, and yet he was too numb to start shivering. He bent over for the umpteenth time that day, tilting the bucket and letting it completely fill before beginning the large trek up the stairs. His back twinged in protest, but Jay ignored it like he had ignored most things since he had arrived here.
The angels, not half so happy in Heaven,
Went envying her and me—
Yes!—that was the reason (as all men know,
In this kingdom by the sea)
It was the only explanation he could think of for why destiny still had it out for him, for them, even after they had done the impossible. The wish was supposed to fix it, fix everything, fix him.
And it had, until everything fell apart.
That the wind came out of the cloud by night,
Chilling and killing my Annabel Lee.
None of them could've prepared for Wojira and Kalmaar. They had been blindsided every step of the way, fumbled every advantage they had gained, and Jay could only watch helplessly as Nya floundered for some semblance of control in the situation.
He had worked his hardest to be there for her, to take some of the burden off of her shoulders. And it wasn't enough.
Why wasn't he ever enough?
Another bucket of water poured down the side. It splashed against the gray brick of the walls, turning it to a dark Marengo from its original slate. Jay couldn't stop himself from smashing the bucket against the wall with a scream, throwing it out into the open sea when it did nothing more than crack.
It floated to the surface but started to fill with water, the fluid rushing in through the crack he had given it, and Jay watched as the bucket sank beneath the waves.
Jay wanted to sink with it.
But our love it was stronger by far than the love
Of those who were older than we—
Of many far wiser than we—
There was a reason he kept spare buckets lined up against the other wall, already reaching for another to continue his penance. The stone was fractured from where Jay had slammed the metal, next to three other small gaps formed by the same action. Stepping down the stairs, ignoring the jolts his heavy footfalls sent up his legs, Jay finally let his mind wander away from his never-ending torment. He had heard a story once from Misako about a man forever doomed to push a boulder up a hill, only for it to fall back down every time.
Was his punishment any better than the man's because he wasn't bound to it? Or was he worse off because he never chose to stop?
Even love couldn't overcome every obstacle, it seemed.
And neither the angels in Heaven above
Nor the demons down under the sea
Can ever dissever my soul from the soul
Of the beautiful Annabel Lee;
Nya's face stared at him from the canvas as he made his final journey for the day, dumping the last load of seawater onto the rocks below. The sun had sunk behind the horizon hours ago, Jay navigating the way through the moonlight alone, as if he hadn't already memorized the route like the back of his hand.
Or hers.
For the moon never beams, without bringing me dreams
Of the beautiful Annabel Lee;
He put his bucket down next to the still-made bed. He hadn't spent a single night in it. The moonlight washed over him as he lifted his face to the sky, taking a deep breath of the salty air before descending down the trapdoor. All of the light disappeared, and Jay made his way in near-complete darkness. His ninja sense told him just how close the edge was, how close he was to slipping and falling.
A small part of him whispered about what it might feel like, to slip and fall and crack his head open on the stone floor below; a large texture difference from the splintering wood under his bare feet. Maybe then he wouldn't dream of her anymore.
But Jay knew he would never let her go, no matter how many pieces he was in.
And the stars never rise, but I feel the bright eyes
Of the beautiful Annabel Lee;
Sometimes he swore that the ocean stared back at him whenever he was out here. Perhaps it was Nya watching him from afar, curious about the ragged man who insisted on staying outside and sleeping on the shore when he had a perfectly good and warm bed inside.
Jay laid down on the beach, feeling the sand make its way into his hair and every crevice of his clothing. It wasn't long before he felt the water wash over him, chilling him to the bone, and yet he couldn't bring himself to move.
Part of him wanted to go out farther, far enough to where he would be gasping for air with every wave that passed over his head.
Reaching out with a shaking hand, he scooped up some of the wet sand, bringing it closer to himself in a small pile. The water he had tried to hold on his first day of being here had fallen through his fingers, bringing tears to his eyes, but the sand had enough integrity to stay together long enough for the liquid to soak his hands.
And Jay cried as the waves washed away the pile, his sobs shaking his body as he gathered more of the material in a futile attempt to keep Nya close to him. No one was around to hear him scream in anguish every time the tide would surge forward and tear her away from him, and no matter how much Jay curled his body around the sand to protect it-
The ocean washed it away every time.
And so, all the night-tide, I lie down by the side
Of my darling—my darling—my life and my bride,
In her sepulchre there by the sea—
In her tomb by the sounding sea.
#ninjago#ninjago jay#finn's writing#tara tag#ninjago fanfiction#edgar allan poe#jay walker#jay ninjago#lego ninjago#the beforetimes
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//you know I kind of understand why Tara is passive aggressive mother in law to you during the epilogue even tho if you play as Gale origin she's bothering him about finding someone and having babies lol
Cause like Gale basically went out for a walk one day, disappeared for 6 months, and then came back home with a fiancee like... Anyone would be annoyed with that. And then he moves them into her house!
Poor Tara's life got all rearranged in like a day and now she never gets any Gale time to herself cause you guys are newlyweds who are still in the honeymoon phase. And she's acting like a cat about it
I think with time once everything settles and she gets used to Tav she'll get along with them she just definitely needs an adjustment period lol
#tara tag#truthfully you're lucky if she hasnt pissed on your clothes or hacked up a fur ball in the middle of the bed lol
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Nothing says love like mutuals having a tag dedicated to you
@basicallyjaywalker @ashclouds366 @giftofjay @finn-m-corvex
And to everyone else that has tags for their mutuals too! I’ve seen quite a few
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this was a reaaaallyy rough day bc i moved into my first apartment but everything just kept going wrong but i went to an amazing taco place for lunch and then took my brother to the pizza place/bar that my grad school prof showed me and that pizza was sooo good and i had 2 yummy drinks and they gave the whole bar a free shot of a new mango jalapeño drink they got in :)) so now im spending my first night in this apartment and its not perfect but im excited to start on my grad school journey :)❤️
TARA!!!!!!!! i’m so excited for you!!!! what are you studying!!!!
#small joys saturday#tara tag#CONGRATS!!!!!!!#i loved grad school sm i’m just delusional enough tk want to go back
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top 5 70s movies :•) <3
TUMBLR ATE MY REPLY IM GONNA CRY BUT ANYWAY MWAH THANK YOU !!!
1. the godfather ! surprising absolutely no one ! listen i have actually drifted away from this movie somewhat in the past few months but it is undeniably a masterpiece and very close to my heart and deserves all the praise it gets and is just fucking brilliant honestly
2. mikey and nicky……. this movie wants me DEAD. “things that happened to us when we were kids that no one knows about but us” “nick godalin knew izzy” the bookended doors. the way they are so so horrible. the fact that you can love someone so much you hate them. the fact that shared history doesn’t save a relationship but it does make it fucking painful sometimes
3. dog day afternoon !!!! the only movie where pacino runs normal and one of the only movies where he’s allowed to be as funny as he is !!!! hilarious brilliant another masterpiece, i LOVE it when movies have v v limited space to work with and by god does this do it well <3 much love to everything about this movie honestly
4. all the presidents men <3333333333 the set design of this film is everything and more and the effort that went into it is mindblowing ! the dialogue in this is so so good & engaging & doesnt get boring even over a fairly long runtime and for someone who doesnt give a fuck about watergate it is v impressive
5. harold and maude <3 there’s literally nothing else to say just harold and maude <3 beloved <3
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I know the common consensus by people is that Sam is slightly insane because of the fact that Billy is her father, and honestly, that's probably what the creators are going for
HOWEVER
Based on the fact that Tara is also slightly insane in Scream 6, I like to think that Billy actually has absolutely nothing to do with it, and that Sam and Tara are just Like That
#plot twist Billy wasn't insane he was just a shitty person#sam carpenter#tara carpenter#billy loomis#scream 6#scream#scream 6 spoilers#Tara tag#I really like how Sam's psychosis and her being slightly insane are two separate things yknow?#like she's allowed to have medical issues and isn't demonized for (by the narrative at least. she is in universe ☹️)#horror tag#og fandom post tag
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@kleksuh is sitting in the living room watching clexa crack videos and reciting lines in trig, happy gay memorial day
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we are sunrise sunset and everyday we kiss wjth tongue
you speak in absolute truths
#asks#tara tag#oh no now i'm thinking of sunrise abram death these are truths...#i know you hate that ship. but like. oh my god
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72, 401, and 311 and topic erm. idk ❤️
your past:
you reminisce on the past a lot but maybe you should and its good practice to think about the bravest things you've done, even if it was hard at the time.
your present:
fireproof [reversed] genius.com says the songs about a connection between two people and how it can die out so reversed means the opposite. maybe your resilience (fireproof) comes from the people around you (cause nobody saves me baby the way you do)
your future:
there's a lot to be optimistic for in your future. I think this and fernando work really well hand in hand. there's a lot to be hesitant about and think hard on but goodness will come for you because you need it to
#ameeras.got.mail#davidtennantpussytulpa#ask gane#tara tag#sorry if it doesnt make sense but it does in my head#like if fernando is a song about two freedom fighters looking back at the revolution in pride#and democracy is about the fall of the berlin wall and how its not all peachy keeny yet but it COULD be one day soon#both very political songs#then personally for you it means you fought hard and its been hard but thats opened the way to the future you need#fireproof is a wildcard. unless you want to read it as youre resilient because of the people you have#<- thats good stealing it
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