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“Suppose the devil was just quietly minding his own business-when he saw a girl. A girl who made him forget everything […] Even a poor devil can dream, can’t he?” - The Forbidden Game, L.J. Smith [x]
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I realised that my standerds for media I consume aren’t that high but i will judge it.
But if it ads sapphics or possible sapphics I will probably judge it less.
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I will never, ever understand why the vampire diaries tv adaptation decided to change the Salvatore's backstory from renaissance era italy (sexy) to the confederacy (🤢)
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"who are you without the media you consume" bitch ask who i am WITH IT. I am the hoarder of stories, the ancient sphinx carrying the wisdom of generations, the ophanium with an all-encompassing gaze. My mind is the modern Library of Alexanderia, containing tales of countless universes. I watched the worlds rise and fall, and i changed them to my will. I sympathized with the villains and condemned the heroes; I was the hero and the villain. I've seen love in a million ways and I've bathed in the rays of its beauty. Grief, pain, wrath, sorrow, hatred, numbness — I've seen it all. I explored those worlds, holding them in the palm of my hand. I exist in all of them, and they exist in me. I am in the past and in the future; I am nowhere and everythere.
turn around.
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Damon and Elena from the books
From: The Return: Midnight. Page 294-295
A hand under her chin. Her eyelids wanted to melt closed,
As his lips touched hers, his arm around her... changed somehow. It was no longer trying to restrain her. It seemed to be wanting to comfort her. And when his other hand stroked her hair softly at the very ends, crushing the waves gently, and just as gently smoothing them out, Elena felt a rush of shivering warmth.
Damon wasn't deliberately trying to batter with her with the strenght of his aura, which at the moment was filled with nothing but his feelings for her. Elena felt as if she had stepped into clear calm water, only to find herself in a fierce undertow that there was no resisting, no bargaining with; and certainly no possibility of reaching by reason. She had no choice but to surrender to it and hope that it was taking her, eventually, to a place she could breathe and leave. Otherwise she would drown... but even that possibility didn't seem so dire, now that she could see the tide was made of little moments strung like pearls. In each one of them was a tiny spark of admiration that Damon had for her: pearls for her courage,for her intelligence, for her beauty. It seemed that there was no slightest motion she had made, no briefest word that she had said, that he had not noticed and locked in his heart as a treasure.
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“we know that The Wicked Powers will feature a plot inspired by and very loosely based on Arthurian legend, following the "parallels" tradition of other series, I wanted to know if it will be the same as TMI and TDA being a small thing or equal to TID or TLH…..?”
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Ash unfolded the paper. A jolt went through his body. He turned away quickly so that Jace and Sebastian, deep in conversation, wouldn't see his expression.
It was her, the strange human girl he's once seen in the Unseelie weapons room. Dark hair, eyes the colour of the sky he only partially remembered. A murder of crows circled in the sky behind her. Not a photograph, but a drawing, done with a wistful hand, a sense of love and longing emanating from the page. A name was scribbled in a corner: Drusilla Blackthorn.
Drusilla. She looked lonely, Ash thought, but determined as well, as if a hope lived behind those summer-blue eyes, a hope that could not be quenched by loss, a hope too strong to feel despair.
Ash's heart was pounding, though he could not have said why. Hastily, he folded the drawing and thrust it into his pocket.
there is literally nothing (and i mean nothing) that anyone could say that would convince me that ash doesn't have the biggest crush on dru blackthorn idfc.
LET ME TELL YOU this ain't platonic in the slightest, okay?
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Love Will Take You There
Masterlist
Prologue: You grew up with a gift that anyone would envy: time travel. Some people would travel to the future to fix their mistakes, others would travel to the past to hold on to it, but that wasn't you. You loved reading biographies about tragedies in a family or situation to change their destinies, so when you read the story of the Shelby family one day you felt compassion for those people and decided to travel back in time to help them so that their story wouldn't end so horribly. What was a simple plan becomes complicated when you begin to fall in love with Thomas Shelby, changing the course of your decisions.
Warnings/Info: Mention of weapons, it's adapted to the series but I changed several things, Peaky Blinders: Season One and Two, SMUT | 18+ ONLY (MINORS DNI).
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TOMMY AND ADA ARE SO CUTE 🥺
(Edited. Credits goes to u/thekeythief on reddit)
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I think he broke my ovaries!
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Ash unfolded the paper. A jolt went through his body. He turned away quickly so that Jace and Sebastian, deep in conversation, wouldn't see his expression.
It was her, the strange human girl he's once seen in the Unseelie weapons room. Dark hair, eyes the colour of the sky he only partially remembered. A murder of crows circled in the sky behind her. Not a photograph, but a drawing, done with a wistful hand, a sense of love and longing emanating from the page. A name was scribbled in a corner: Drusilla Blackthorn.
Drusilla. She looked lonely, Ash thought, but determined as well, as if a hope lived behind those summer-blue eyes, a hope that could not be quenched by loss, a hope too strong to feel despair.
Ash's heart was pounding, though he could not have said why. Hastily, he folded the drawing and thrust it into his pocket.
there is literally nothing (and i mean nothing) that anyone could say that would convince me that ash doesn't have the biggest crush on dru blackthorn idfc.
LET ME TELL YOU this ain't platonic in the slightest, okay?
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WHAT IF
book Klaus saw in Damon, what Damon saw in Elena …..this whole I see potential in you. You are as awful as I am I like that.
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his love for his lil brother :’))
OK I FEEL LIKE TALKING ABOUT THIS - Damon grew up in a household where his father would constantly blame n attack that soft boy Stefan was. Damon was also mad at Stefan but he saw that this boy was nice and sweet. He saw that Stefan wasn’t like him n in the age of 6/7 HE WASN’T EVEN 10 YRS OLD he would intentionally annoy his father MANIPULATING HIS FATHER into attacking him n not Stefan. No matter how mad he was @ Stefan n blamed his birth for losing his mother he still saw Stefan as his little brother n there would be no one to touch him.
I am reading so often that Damon was in Stefan’s shadow but lmao no. Damon choosed to disobey his father bcs his father WASN’T GOOD ENOUGH in his eyes. He just wasn’t their mum and there isn’t one part of him that wishes to be good with him. Damon is clever, he very well knows how to freak out Giuseppe. He us mostly mad at him because his father was different before his mother’s death but instead of staying strong he became an alcoholic. He is so damn mad at him. Damon IS the big brother. Damon IS the firstborn of a time where he would inherit everything. Damon had all eyes on him. He knew what to do n how to do it.
Damon is manipulating people since a young age - starting with his own father. Damon is cruel, Damon is evil and he lives in that world far before Katherine.
When it comes down to Stefan it’s where Damon loses control of his thoughts. He is partly mad at him. He thinks he hates him. They fight but as soon as somebody else tries to hurt Stefan he gets in-between quicker than he realises himself.
HIS ONE REGRET is murdering his own brother for Katherine and since then he never really tried again. He talks a lot of shit when it’s about Stefan but the truth is that no one gets to touch Stefan. Stefan is his weakness.
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hello this is your little daily reminder that book klaus wanted to erase a whole town from existence n everyone in it....BUT DAMON. Damon should just ignore him n all would be fine.
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Clace headcannons
Jace shows affection through words.
- Every day he leaves clary small sticky notes around the institute for her to find
- sometimes they are ridiculous. “you know, I never got a chance to show you my mango ;)”
- sometimes they are extremely heart felt. “You are my light, my world, my reason for fighting. You, Clary, are extraordinary.”
- He tells her he loves her before every mission. just in case.
- And every night as they fall asleep. just so he can see her blush in the darkness.
- And every morning when he wakes up, and watches her sleep, and whispers tender words to the rhythm of her breathing.
- He always knows the right words, and speaks them so elegantly it leaves her speechless. Even after years of spontaneous declarations of love, Clary is still shocked every time, both by his words and how much love and affection she feels for him in those moments.
Clary shows affection through physical touch.
- She holds his hand. Like all the time. Sometimes she clutches tight like her life depends on it, and sometime she just casually loops her pinky through his. She likes the contact, it keeps her anchored to the world.
- Kisses. Kisses all the time. Soft tired kisses in the morning. Long, sweet kisses before missions. Fierce, desperate kisses after missions. Slow, deep kisses in the quiet of the night. Random kisses just for fun.
- Clary would never admit it, but she’s a hugger. She wraps her arms around him from behind when he’s reading or playing the piano. It used to startle him, but he found comfort and reliance in those hugs.
- Random, soft brushes of the arm. When they walk past each other down the halls of the institute, when they cross paths during battle, when they are too busy for other, longer forms of contact. Anything so that Clary can feel him and be reassured of his existence. That he’s not just a character she dreamed up. That he’s real and alive and with her. Jace also finds reassurance in these moments, because they remind him that’s she’s still there, that she’s never going to leave him.
Clary and Jace showing their love and affection for each other in different ways and being comfortable and confident in that. Jace doesn’t need bold declarations from Clary when her kisses speak better than words, and Clary relies on his words as reassurance of what they have. Just small, cute, domestic Clace and their love languages.
damn you @brekkerherondale24 for making me cry😭
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My girl Clary really went from
City of Lost Souls
To
Our Waking Souls
Well I mean if you already done it in hell is there really a place were you can't have sex?
CACKLING