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#can’t believe this is my first reblog after ten million days of absolute and total silence

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browsing desi shops vibesssssssss

#colaba market be popping bro. got like 6 tops for 1k #rupees #a goddamn steal

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I like to fuck around and waste time for at least ~6-10 hours per day, and let me tell you, that really puts some pressure on your schedule. you have no idea how busy I am

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‘an illicit letter’ - vittorio reggianini (1858-1938)

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Modern Hades X Persephone AU for @definedareasofuncertainty

Persephone leaned into Hades and kissed him.

She whispers: For Love I will handle your sins.

And for Justice?

For Justice, I will show you mine.

Plot bunny and headcanons for this edit

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KLAROLINE AU: MARRIED THIEVES

Being gifted a Red Notice by the InterPol after stealing a piece of rock worth more than 300 million dollars wasn’t exactly the anniversary gift they hoped for, until they decided it was.   OR

In which Klaus and Caroline commit, what is now widely being referred to as The Crime of the Century, by pulling off the most stunningly complicated heist in criminal history in a bid to lift the priceless Moonstone, an invaluable artifact from the Early Norse civilization that is now in the possession of the two most prolific thieves of the 21st century.

When the trail of clues they deliberately left behind, in hopes of future entertainment from the InterPol is discovered on the eve of their fifth wedding anniversary, they are both, needless to say, notably irked at the prospect of starting their game of cat and mouse ahead of schedule. 

Weathering numerous grumbling comments and just as many strongly worded complaints from his grumpy wife and not to mention many many placating kisses later, Klaus convinces his  partner in crime and in marriage that this minor change in schedule is but a slight inconvenience that can be resolved with a single jet ride to their private island off the coast of the Caribbean— Their own little piece of paradise where they will not only spend their days and nights celebrating the anniversary of their union, undisturbed and undetected, but also have plenty of time to decide precisely how revenge must be exacted for this audacious little disruption from their friends at the InterPol.

Caroline, even before she fastens her seat belt on their jet, already has a very specific painting in mind. It’s perfect for their next Mark. She’ll be sure to let Enzo know that they will be heading to Russia next, as soon as their celebrations in the Caribbean are over. 

After all, there’s a painting at the Hermitage with the name Mr. and Mrs. Forbes on it.

For @klarolineauseason  

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I was a gifted child. Until I wasn't. I was the golden girl. Until I couldn't burn anymore.

My parents expected me to build wings of gold and fly further than anyone could ever try. I don't blame them, having a child to raise is like sculpting a clay pot, you can shape it the way you like, paint it the colour you fancy. To raise a child is to play God. To raise a child is to be God.

But to be a child is to fall, to make mistakes, to fail. The thing about being too bright at an early age means you burn out by the time you're 16 and suddenly the world around you becomes more gray and terribly, terribly lonely. The fire is never warm enough, nothing is ever enough. And one day you find yourself begging to a godless sky, begging for a new spark.

I was a gifted child once. I was the golden girl. And one day, I burned out.

-Ritika Jyala, excerpt from The world is a sphere of ice and our hands are made of fire

#love letters to the sky #the heart is not deceitful it is unbidden

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my favorite love language is trying, actually

#note to me: #a genuine effort #for yourself is love conveyed to yourself #the heart is not deceitful it is unbidden #love letters to the sky

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my favorite love language is trying, actually

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shirt that says my childhood drags behind me like a dead body

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just found out that yesterday kim kardashian’s private jet produced 61 tons of CO2 emissions. over the last week drake’s private jet flights produced 182 tons of CO2 emissions. like what is even the point any more

#no kill them actually

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every day i wake up alone in my little creaky beloved bed and I look around with sleepy eyes and realize it’s a “remember, loneliness is still time spent with the world” kind of morning

#the heart is not deceitful it is unbidden #love letters to the sky

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Farida Majid, a Bangladeshi poet and literary translator with American poet John Ashbery, London, 1972.

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i am begging you all to stop treating this site like instagram if you dont want it to be content free by next year

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You are probably going to hate this but Camille for the character ask game.

Lmao I'm just mad you gave me this ask as an anon, would love to chat up another salty babe anytime 🧂🤝🏾

First impression

I think my first impression of her was when she gave that pretentious fucking certified I-pulled-this-bullshit-straight-out-of-my-ass painting speech, you know which one I mean, the one in the backdoor Pilot, where Klaus tried to chat her up in the middle of the street, for god fucking knows what reason, the lil shit had just been informed of his newly changed DILF status, and the first thing he does is flirt w a blonde, I mean I know the man's ho but there's a limit to this sort of stuff yk, But anyway I DIGRESS, the point was he goes ahead and chats this chick up, and they have this whole ass convo, by which I mean he's over there, literally no joke, trying not to cry like a teenage girl watching the end of The Notebook, while she rattles off the most RANDOM bullshit about darkness and demons and loneliness and whatever other again, BULLSHIT she could snatch out of her ass, while looking at the painting of a bald headed white man, and I'm just like, sir, Throw my whole TV away thanks.

So technically that was my first impression, but like for context, by the time that scene rolled up, I already had to sit through Elijah telling Klaus that an embryo was the key to their millennium long misery coming to an end, never mind that this is a) a LITERAL EMBRYO and b) This embryo had NOTHING to do w these fuckers and whatever the fuck they did for like a THOUSAND years but somehow that embryo is not only *relevant* enough to the misery of their past but also capable of unfucking their fuckiness just by differentiating in Hayley's uterus so like at this point I was going through 23 WTF's/minute and also YOU NEED TO UNDERSTAND that this whole scene, this painting scene is just Klaus biting his lip holding back tears (and then actually failing to do so) bc some random BARTENDER was prattling of the kind of bs you find on those motivational "deep" quotes posters on instagram, yk the kind that say the most INANE fucking things trying SO HARD, harder than the boner I would've had if Klaus had just immediately slapped Hayley's head off to sound ~deep~

Yk this sort,

So yeah at this point I was pretty much uh shaken up, and needed one long tight cuddle from a person I trusted telling me everything is going to be ok bc literally NONE OF IT WAS.

Impression now

After all this time, and like the few months since I watched TO, I've been able to cope with the utter inanity pretty well if I do say so myself, and now my impressions on Camille are quite simply, another female character fallen prey to shitty misogynistic manpain-shouldering plot-pusher writing, I actually think she had a lot of potential had they not tried to push Klamille down our throats and designed a character *solely* for the purposes of TELLING us about Klaus's progress from pretentious shithead to whatever variant of lesser shithead the writers thought was approvable for redemption, like she might as well coud've been that spongebob timestamp voice thingy of the show, yk what I'm talking about the tWo DaY's LaTer sound effect on spongebob, only here Camille wouldve had two seconds of screen time saying, ProgRess inTo NOT coMpLEteLy dEploRaBLe shiThEad aChiEvED, and that wouldve been the entirety of her use as a character in the show summed up precisely right there. So like basically yeah, the show started with the need for the Superior Women a person who FINALLY was *smort* and *sophisticated* and MATURE enough to understand and see and PERCEIVE Klaus which was what Camille was supposed to be, but then they comepletely mucked up that route bc I feel like if you are basically Trying to create the Superior Women that is where you went wrong in the first place, and as @cbk1000 told me, actually I'm gonna whole ass quote her here,

My favorite thing about this is that Plec constantly hyped herself as a feminist and Cami was supposed to be this mature woman who was finally a match for Klaus, but literally all she was there for was to be his sounding board. He didn't even end up needing her for his Redemption because that was the baby's job.

as mentioned she ended up being Klaus's sound board, not his path to redemption, not his salvation, hell she wasn't even his moral compass, she was there to solely admire Klaus and be his very biased, very blind and very hypocritical Stenographer, here to listen to his side of his story, pat his back for it, and reassure him that, no he is not a compelete twat, and yes he is going to be a GREAT father, and no he is not doing anything wrong by Killing 3 of her friends if he just says sorry, and NO NO NO, he may not feel it [or do it] but he is *changing* he is WORKING, she can see IT'S HAPPENING!!!!!!

But also on that note IN CAMILLE'S DEFENSE, I keep saying this, but I don't really blame her, bc like this chick spent the entirety of her first season literally spending 2-3 HOURS a day listening to Supernatural Jeff Bezos prattle on and on about HOW BAD HIS LIFE IS 😩 And Christ mate he is WOUNDED and HURT and NEVER appreciated, And Ohmygod his Sibling's HATE him and ABANDON HIM and HIS LIFE JUST SUCKS OK

like she had to listen to him whine like a fucking dog for like what 9 MONTHS EVERYDAY before someone yeeted away her memories and then she spent an ENTIRE DAY sitting through 17 different aneurysms to get THOSE fucking memories back and like at this point I just wanna call this bitch over to my place put on some Lizzo pop a bottle of chardonnay and let her stuff her face w Ben and Jerry's while she cries into my shoulder bc like really my last impression as in right now, is while she was a terribly grating annoying fucking character, she was also one of those characters who was done dirty from the start and honestly I feel kinda lame finishing it this way, but I'm just not here for it.

Idea for a story

Camille takes all the Embarrassing fucking Stenographer Dirt she gathered on Klaus to Caroline and they both scrapbook tf out of these stories and send said scrapbooks to Klaus as a baby shower present thanks.

Unpopular opinion

Camille as a character to me was NOT as grating as TO!Klaus himself, and out of the two, any day I wouldve wanted TO!Klaus dead and buried in horseshit rather than truly be bothered by Camille. [like I am bothered by her, but if I was forced to be annoyed by only one character it would be Klaus] BASICALLY what I am saying Camille as a character was NOT as bad as TO!Klaus as the anti to his own character.

Favorite relationship

Camille and her psyche books, bc that chick needs to fucking open her study material at least ONCE before barking that sort of incoherence, Camille was a terrible shrink and I would LOVE to see her go on more dates with her books to yk LEARN SHIT.

Favorite headcanon

Headcanon that Camille stabbed Klaus with his white oak stake toy when she got hold of it, bc honestly I just want TO!Klaus dead.

the ask game

#lmfaooo #look what i found

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#the heart is not deceitful it is unbidden #love letters to the sky

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How do you deal with grief? I just can't stop the overwhelming feeling of it.

i’m muslim so the islamic perspective comforts me a lot. the idea that the person isn’t gone forever, that my prayers are reaching them, that the love i have for them meets them where my hands can’t. i was chosen to love them. i was chosen to lose them because God knew i would still make something of their love. but muslim or not, the point remains true. the love you had and still have for them is making the world a softer place. every smile you give a stranger. every bird you feed on your morning walk. every hug you give to someone who’s still living. this is your greatest evidence. yes, someone loved me once. yes, they walked with me here once and i look for their footsteps still. yes, i dream them back all the time. yes, they made the world bearable, and i will too. ill do for others what they did for me with all the love they left behind.

#the heart is not deceitful it is unbidden #love letters to the sky