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#wall of silence
sgtsteele · 1 month
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s10 Minor Appearances
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nevesmose · 1 month
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Curze grinned at the First Captain suddenly, transforming his visage into a death’s head rictus lit by febrile eyes. ‘Now you have met my brother, you must surely prefer crows to ravens.’
That was a joke, thought Sevatar. He did not understand jokes. ‘My lord, are we finished?’
For some unfathomable reason, that made Curze cringe, and he nodded like a rebuked child.
Konrad Curze: The Night Haunter by Guy Haley.
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killjoy-prince · 2 months
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This guy spent the last few episodes trying to get his entire office back after being in jail for a year and once he gets it, immediately starts construction on making it better and after all that build-up, we see the final result
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flo-n-flon · 9 months
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"While it's fresh. I need everyone to tell me what they saw and heard, so that I can write it down. There will never be a better time."
Of all the accounts Loial gathered in Thakan'dar that day, the Aes Sedai's proved the most difficult to acquire. Those who remained were elusive, bustling around the Healing tents and churned fields. Nynaeve Sedai and her helpers, paying no heed to the fragility of Humans, were bringing back from the brink of death so many that a constant flow of barely healed soldiers and channelers shuffled toward the Travelling grounds, freeing much-needed beds inside the tents.
Moiraine Sedai would not answer his inquiries about the events at Shayol Ghul either, intent as she was on the care of a drawn, but gently chiding Tairen woman.
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jaratedeguadalupe · 9 months
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Hc that remus picks virgil up and manhandles him like a sack of potatoes
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here-comes-the-moose · 5 months
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Sometimes I think of Nandor and Guillermo on the sofa, with Nandor resting his head in Guillermo’s lap while Guillermo plays with his hair and I just need to take a moment to collect myself.
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bottombaron · 5 months
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ima be real, if this is trolling, getting us all worked up and depressed ... the absolute funniest thing wwdits can do then is have Nandor and Guillermo fuck nasty in the season 6 premiere
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shorlinesorrows · 5 months
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so I just finished reading the spirit bares its teeth and never before have I felt both so seen and so horrified and so viciously satisfied in my life
Anyways I’m gonna go have a crisis about it now, happy reading
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hoofpeet · 2 years
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Ingo goes full Ice King mode😔
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lovedeltaa · 2 months
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heartbreaking: the worst people you know are now small and cute
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maggiecheungs · 1 year
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mawaru penguindrum (2011) // revolutionary girl utena (1997)
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sporesgalaxy · 3 months
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I stumbled onto an old danny b. thing and god. it is so epic how vlad and silence are both really normal and how they both have NO abandonment issues and how they both experienced medical problems that werent even a big deal to them or anything. so cool .
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doctorwhoarchive · 8 months
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also haven’t stopped thinking about what they took from us (multiple hand holding scenes with the sisters)
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the-one-who-lambs · 4 months
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putting you and payasita and bamsara in a room together to see what incredible narilamb thoughts you make together.. you're my favorite fic authors :]
We're already all mutuals askfjdkhgkljshd here is real footage of us discussing the best way for lamb to erode Narinder's loneliness and how deep his trauma runs
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tethered-heartstrings · 3 months
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I am not built to go on excursions with multiple extroverts
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flowercrowngods · 6 months
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i don't know how to be merely acquaintances when we used to be friends. or i think we used to be. i don't know how to yearn for a simple hello when you've been heaping your affection on me months ago, and i don't know how to talk to you when you won't say anything. when suddenly it's all about me. you know i have nothing to say, you know my brain is void of everything but horribleness and i cannot tell you about my day because i don't even know about my day. i cannot tell you about my day when i know you won't listen, when i know you'll apply your philosophy to my world and don't believe me when i say that everything is terrible. i don't know how to be the person you seem to think i am, or the person you want in your life. i don't know if you want anyone else in your life now that you're in love and sappy, found another recipient for your affections, leaving me empty and wounded and yearning.
you said you missed me. said it many times, while i was gone. now i'm back, have been back, and i wonder how you missed me, why you missed me, when you won't talk to me. i think you mistook missing for worrying. i think you mistook caring for a feeling of obligation. i think you like missing me more than talking to me.
and i think i can't breathe with how much that hurts
#how do you miss me when you won't talk to me? how do you like me so much and then go to just. not?#how did i let you in when i try so hard not to let people do that because i know that once they get past the walls all i'll be left with#is the idea of them rotting and withering inside me. polluting the space i create to keep myself safe.#why does everyone leave? leave in silence too. leaving behind so many questions and so many words engraved in my brain#i am so tired of *grieving* when those i grieve are still alive and well and thriving and i'm reminded that it's versions of myself#that i'm grieving instead. how do you grieve yourself? how do you not fucking fall apart over it?#just. fucking talk to me. don't make it be true that all i'll ever be is nothingness and the memory of someone you liked once#but never never never liked enough#i'm so so cold already. i'm a shell. i want to be warm again but it always leaves me so hollow and hurting#i grieve the dio who was warm. i grieve them i miss them i am so so angry that he had to leave. to hide. with no way out#i'm happy for you. i'm happy you're happy. but you're no better than anyone else and it makes me want to run away again#but i have nowhere else to run and no one else to be. and it's so fucked that it doesn't matter who i am i'll never be enough#for someone to just. stay. to see me and to stay. to hear me and to sit and listen and just. just fucking stay.#maybe i'm not worth staying for. maybe there's nothing to know nothing to hear nothing to see nothing to listen to nothing to find#maybe all i'll ever get is one/two good months paid for with a lifetime of grief. and i'm at the point where i don't want the good months#anymore with you or anyone else who tears down these walls with affection that is so endlessly addictive and leaves me yearning.#on the off chance that it will keep the grief away too. but that's the thing about grief isn't it? it's here to stay. unlike you#god this is so fucked up and i'll delete this later but for now i just need to. let it out. poe said i should make a side blog for the grie#but poe's not there anymore. poe has stopped starting fires. so this goes on main until shame makes me take it down#blah#personal#not st
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