not an anti or a pro-shipper but a third secret thing (adult with job)
under a pale cold sky
my mind expands to the size of the world
your heart explains the soul of the words
that constellate behind my eyes
drifting into the intimate void
of snow in the dark
waiting patiently for the first footprints
René Magritte, The Banquet, 1957
look i made a thing. a chardee thing.
what do you do with a plot bunny that can really only be fully written out as a multi-book saga? like I wanna write that but I’m not Gorg RR Martian yknow
shout out to everyone who participated in the january-february mass depressive episode
want to be clear that if i ever talk about a headcanon and then later discuss a headcanon that is directly contradictory to the first one, that’s because headcanons exist in a quantum state where they are all simultaneously true and not true up until the point where i discuss it in detail, in which case that is the one that is true in that instance. schroedinger’s headcanons
what do you do when you’re new?
do you shout into the abyss that looks back at you
pray to the echoes that reaffirm or rend
do you waver on the precipice of the yellow wood
facing a forsaken nature or a fresh stamp of selfhood
lieder for the hidden paths that run
from the springs to the sea
10 Things I hate About You (1999) dir. Gil Junger