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I think I've seen this film before
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And I didn't like the ending
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elegyofdionysus · 1 year
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I would do anything and everything for you. And not solely because I want you to have it all but because I'm scared if I don't give you everything than you will take away the little you give me. My inability to refuse you is not because my love is unconditional, it's because yours isn't.
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bl4irstarr · 1 year
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Felt silly today, have some more art of sad, gay, Jewish people
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.・。.・゜✭・
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I was inspired by "Pretty boy - TV girl" for the last one
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silvernmoonlace · 1 year
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@/ivory-frill fanart heheh
((I have the 14th August music stream VOD downloaded *cries in gay*))
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odieleighpls · 10 months
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Need someone to play the hello kitty air hockey with smh
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thatonegaypirate · 2 years
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I hate how much I've cried over the stupid gay clown movie in the last couple weeks. Why must I obsess over sad gay ships all the time. Destiel, Byler, Reddie. I'm starting to sense a pattern. My brain just wants me to be depressed all the time.
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gojoshooter · 1 year
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Screaming crying throwing up sliding down the wall eating glass cutting trees biting my dog punching strangers drinking with plastic straws so the world ends faster
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cringgekingg · 1 year
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I want he :((
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0-patches-0 · 8 months
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FUCK ALL OF YOU AND MY FRIEND FOR RECOMMENDING IF WE WERE VILLAINS WHY ARE THERE TEARS IN MY EYES
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The details on Gloreth's statue had me pause
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The heart on fire
The 'My friend'
The apple
The bear with hearts
And the 'Love is Love'
These got me all thinking that whenever they call Nimona 'Gloreth's monster' they're actually saying Nimona is Gloreth's gay awaking/self confirmation. Because we've seen Gloreth only wearing clothes that is not traditionally for girls, I mean the blue shirt and white pants and always carrying a sword, and then in a Knight's armor...so when Gloreth's mother counter her after she said "She's (Nimona) my friend" with "She's a monster" I bet it dawned on her that she will also be called that if she continues being friends with Nimona, and that overshadowed how she see Nimona.
It becomes more heartbreaking when she said "Go back to the shadows from whence you came" because she is the one who pulled Nimona out of it and into the light.
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And that's the saddest story where strangers turned to friend became enemies, cementing that the greatest betrayal is not from your enemy but from the one closest to you...
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corttheartist · 1 year
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the bastard (son) & the devil himself
i‘m back and it’s not half bad
yours, cort
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Eddie definitely gives Will one of his rings and Will just holds it and shakes his head. "I can't wear this. I'm a...man." It sounds unfamiliar coming from his own mouth, and the older man laughs.
"So am I, if you ignore than I'm a vampire," he grins. "And if the ring is too big, I have smaller rings. I just feel like this ring is for you." He points at the ring in Will's hand. It was simple, a silver ring with a black jewel. "I bought Steve that ring before he died. He gave me this one," he shows Will the gold and red one on his finger. "I can't give it to him. And since you lost Mike too last year, I want to give you this ring that symbolizes our bond."
Will chokes back a sob. He remembers Mike's smiles that he shared in the van. He remembers the fights and the games of DnD. "Thank you."
"And just know, Mike and Steve are up there. And they are both watching over us. Not in a creepy way, but in a 'you mean the world to me' way." Eddie raised a fisted hand and Will just looked at it before first bumping it weakly. "And I know for a fact that Mike's love is still with you today."
"Eddie-" Will started crying before he could finish his sentence. He lunged at Eddie and hugged him tightly.
Eddie hugged him back, patting his head in a fatherly manner. "Will, just know, I'll always be here for you."
Will nodded. "I know."
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corujalesbica · 1 year
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The sun behind the clouds (solangelo fanfic)
Nico woke up covered in sweat. He couldn't recall what he had dreamt, only that it scared him so bad he could feel his face wet from tears. It was so weird to think there was water coming out of his eyes, because Nico never cried. Not anymore.
The Hades cabin was silent, which was common. It was only a louder place when Hazel visited, which was a rare occurrence due to the distance between them. Sometimes Nico wished he had stayed in Camp Jupiter, just so he could see her, look after her. He used to wonder if Hazel ever felt about him the way he did when he found out Bianca was leaving. It was a nasty thought, and he knew that he shouldn't be comparing them, but couldn't help it sometimes.
Not wanting to leave his bed, the demigod started to mentally list what he had to do for the day. When his mind came up empty of dangerous half blood shit to do, he looked at the calender besides his bed (Leo had placed it there so he wouldn't forget the birthday of the "hottest guy" in camp again, also know as Leo himself.)
In awe, he realized it was his own birthday, January 28th. Nico had one (and only one) truly happy memory of a birthday. He was turning nine, and Bianca took him to the mall. They ate good cake and he played with other children at a nearby playground. That was before they went to the Lotus hotel, just a bit after their mom died and their memories were erased. Rumors of the war haunted the places they went to, even in the US, but Nico was far too young to recall anything.
After that, things went downhill really fast. There were no birthdays in the Lotus hotel, where time passed at the speed of light. Then they went to Westover Hall, and not long after, Bianca died. He ran away. When he was alone, birthdays were meaninless. And then there was now. Turning 15 felt like such a milestone, but also like it wasn't supposed to happen at all.
Nico considered staying in his room all day, but he didn't want anyone to suspect something was off, so he got up to his usual rotine. Will would like to know that it was his birthday, he thought. But he didn't want anyone making a fuss out of it, so he decided to tell his boyfriend that it had been his birthday the next day. Will would also get mad, and Nico found that funny.
Finally, he left the 13th cabin to have breakfast, which had become a habit since his doctor threatened to to murder him if he didn't eat well. ("I will kill you if you die, D'Angelo"). The camp was no different than it had ever been, that is, a complete mess. People laughting and yealling at each other, kids running and satyrs singing to the nymphs. For some reason, Nico found the mess comforting. It brought him back to when he was the naive, messy kid.
He made his usual walk to the Apolo cabin, but he was probably late cause there was no one there. So he went ahead and grabbed himself an apple for breakfast. Austin, Kayla, and the other children of the sun were at their usual place at the Apolo table, but Will was still nowhere to be seen.
So, not wanting to bother, Nico wondered through the day. He ate some more apples, tried (and failed) to climb the lava wall, and talked to Hazel through an Iris message. By the end of the day, he was annoyed. It's not like he wanted to celebrate his birthday, but not seeing his boyfriend at all that day was not what he'd pictured.
So he went back to cabin 7 and knocked. Kayla opened the door and seemed shocked he was there. She furrowed her eyebrows and smiled, the corners of her mouth not quite meeting her eyes. "Is Will here ?" The demigod asked ."Or do you know where he might be ?" Kayla shakedown her head in a silent "no" for both and closed the door. That was strange. She was usually a very warm and talkative person. Inside the cabin, Nico could hear her siblings whispering, Austin arguing with someone.
After searching some more for Will, the boy finally gave up and decided to go to the woods. It was not exactly safe, but he was a son of Hades, and to be honest, after Tartaros, it took a lot to scare him the slightest. There was this spot far deep into the woods only he knew about, a cave hidden by some trees. If you went deep enough to the first tunnel, it would get you to a wider space with a huge whole on the ceiling, so you were able to see the sky. Nico thought that if he wasn't gonna be able to spend the day with the one person he loved that was near, he could very well look at the stars and imagine Bianca being there.
But when he finally got to the open part of the cave, there was someone there already. A blonde boy with the bluest eyes and the biggest heart Nico had ever seen. Walking silently so as not to startle him, Nico got closer and eventually sat down. The rock beneath him was cold, which could've been a bother but at that time, was grounding. Will didn't bat an eye.
" Happy birthday, my love," the half blood said while shedding a tear. "How'd you know ?" Nico was confused. He thought Will was unaware of him turning 15. Besides that, he thought that if Solace did know, he would've made a big deal of it. But right now, the boy beside him wasn't happy or cheerful. Just melancholic.
"Hazel told me," he finally said with a sight. "She wanted to come, you know. But it's too dangerous to travel that far right now, especially if you're alone." His boyfriend finally looked at him. "I'm sorry," he said, crying more. "I didn't want you to spend the day alone. I had so many plans, so many surprises. But with the camps medical department and... and being a cabin counselor... It was too much. I wasn't able to make you happy and I'm sorry."
Nico hugged him. It was a sudden and warm hug, and he hadn't had one of those in so, so long. Will hugged him back, and when they pulled apart he took Nicos face in his hands and met his eyes, saying sorry again with a single look.
"Will... It's ok." The ghost king stared back at his boyfriend's eyes "I don't need you to be my everything. I don't need you to be perfect. I just want you to be real." He paused "For years I've been celebrating birthdays with gods and ghosts, showdowns of the past following my every step as I get older and more tired" He sighs " But being with you is not like those years. You're not an illusion of time or space, but a real person, and I love you... for that."
They had one silent moment, then, that words could not translate. And then William fell into laughter. "You're real too, babe. I literally love you so much." He looked at Nico again."And I'm gonna tell the whole camp the squeleton general they fear is a softie." The son of Hades rolled his eyes at him.
They went back talking and laughing and kissing. Will didn't apologize again, but he did insist in carrying Nico bride style to his cabin to "make up for lost birthday time". But instead of going to the Hades cabin, they ended up at Apolos cabin, Nico red as tomato and complaining about being carried ("there was no need to!"). This time, the door opened like magic and it was dark inside.
Soon as they walked in though, the lights came to life and the Hades son could see a table in the middle of the room, and on top of it a black cake. Children of Apolo, Leo, Lou Ellen, Katie Gardner, the stolls, among others were scattered around the cabin, all suddenly clapping and chanting his name. Wishing him a happy birthday. Saying "Nico DiAngelo" like it was a good thing. Will simply stood behind him, smiling, and when they cut the black cake, it was colorful on the inside.
Will thought he wasn't enough sometimes, and while Nico understood the feeling, he could not disagree more. Will was home. Nothing less. And all those people were part of it. For the first time in forever, the child of the underworld felt appreciated. Cared for. That one surprise among many Will had apparently planned to make him, was more than he'd gotten in years. It was more than enough. And he loved it.
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Some solangelo shit to warm our sad gay hearts. Happy birthday to my boy di angelo, may the death queer angels bring fortune to your fictional self.
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wordsofichor · 1 year
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the curse of remembering will haunt me forever.
moments i cherish so deeply tarnished by the inevitable of them leaving soon, either me forgetting them or the people i made them with forgetting me and forever turning them tangy.
it hurts to think that ill never be able to bite into a crunchy red apple without hearing my brother mocking me for eating it warm. ill never be able to drink mint lemonade without being reminded of when i dropped it all over myself and my sister had laughed, a laugh kinder than the one i was used to and cleaned me up as i cried. ill never be able to watch movies from my childhood due to the crude jokes my friends and i had made about it. ill never look at the worn, navy blue cap thrown astray on my floor without recalling screaming about it with my best friend.
everything will forever hold a crushing significance to me, the blessing of a memory whittled down to a curse. it seems so insignificant now, all these events sparking a bittersweet joy in my chest, embers floating around and burning me up from the inside, dark, charred organs forever marred with the feeling of living through those sweet and sour memories.
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shrubshroom · 5 months
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when will i stop being the artist, when will someone make me their muse?
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homosapienism · 2 years
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back to december is such a mike-centric byler song like???
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