a story is true a story is not true

'top or bottom???' wrong ‼️⚔️which one of you is the loyal dog come living weapon and which one of you has the lethal pout and divinity complex ???

concept: i stay snuggled in bed all morning and don’t feel guilty about it. it’s raining. everyone is safe. 

Big fan of characters who “kill” their younger selves. Characters who resent the past version of themselves for letting them get hurt, who look at that kid and feel revolted by the foreignness of it. Characters who feel they have to cut the child out of them like a tumor because it’s hurting them too much and if I don’t kill you you’ll kill me. Nearly nothing remaining of that past self but for the little connections and mannerisms they can’t kick, and when it shines through, it’s a terrible, tragic thing, because the child is still in there. It’s in there and it’s grotesque in its suffocation. But it’s there.

they don't make staying up until 3am fun and exciting like they used to

guards !!!! take them to the Dungeon !!! no not the. not the Sex Dungeon. yes. the Regular Dungeon sorry i should've specified

i love characters who do the “i worship the myth i make of you” and in turn dehumanize and get wrong the object of their devotion and love. yes project a thing that does not exist onto a pedestal and kneel at it like it is your altar. this will surely not blow up in both of your faces eventually

i love when characters lie to themselves in the complete privacy of their own minds

The inherent homoeroticism of killing your enemy and immediately regretting it

It’s about rage, it’s about obsession, it’s about making that two-person war your entire raison d’être. It’s about loving and mistaking it for hatred and loving and loving and loving to the point of destruction. His or yours, it doesn’t matter. And you think seeing him dead at your feet will make you feel better, but all you feel is a whole lot of nothing.

Fuck it we bawl (starts sobbing uncontrollably)

hate coming to terms with things. i should be able to cast a fireball instead

girls who are doomed by the narrative!! girls who have been dead since the beginning. girls who are dragged into death not kicking and screaming but clinging on to the brink until their fingers ache with the weight of the years they’ve stolen. girls who’s every last words are already etched on the stone of an open and waiting grave.

Homoerotically staring into your eyes and promising that I'll find out whatever you're hiding you murderer

i do genuinely need to go on some sort of quest this year or i’m going to become evil for real