Pendale - PenDale

This is how I come up with fanfic ideas!

this is me all day

this mf aint even looking at the fuckin pamphlet ....... 🙄

Lorelei

by Sylvia Plath

It is no moon to drown in: A full moon, river lapsing Black beneath bland mirror-sheen,

The blue water-mists dropping Scrim after scrim like fishnets Though fishermen are sleeping,

The massive castle turrets Doubling themselves in a glass All stillness. Yet these shapes float

Up toward me, troubling the face Of quiet. From the nadir They rise, their limbs ponderous

With richness, hair heavier Than sculptured marble. They sing Of a world more full and clear

Than can be. Sisters, your song Bears a burden too weighty For the whorled ear's listening

Here, in a well-steered country, Under a balanced ruler. Deranging by harmony

Beyond the mundane order, Your voices lay siege. You lodge On the pitched reefs of nightmare,

Promising sure harborage; By day, descant from borders Of hebetude, from the ledge

Also of high windows. Worse Even than your maddening Song, your silence. At the source

Of your ice-hearted calling -- Drunkenness of the great depths. O river, I see drifting

Deep in your flux of silver Those great goddesses of peace. Stone, stone, ferry me down there.

I need to be as clear as possible that I’m not being smug or saying I told you so when I say this, but what every solidly pro-Palestinian analyzing the Harris campaign said would happen in Michigan happened. I’ve been saying it for months. She completely alienated her voter base of Arabs and Muslims in Michigan, dismissed them at every turn, communicated that they didn’t matter to her, and she still expected them to line up enthusiastically to vote for her. This was entirely avoidable if she’d made even token efforts to gain their support instead of openly disregarding them

uni singlehandedly killing my time, my social life, my will to live, my hobbies, my sleep schedule, my appetite, my hair, my skin, my confidence AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA

WIPs are still works in progress even if no progress has been made on them for a while.

"i'm so sad it's over" "no more bridgerton" "bridgerton era over until s4"

not for me! not for me and my other fixated girlies! i'll be seeing you guys on ao3 until 2026

I’m a firm believer in "brevity is the soul of wit" which is why I refuse to read any book that is over 400 pages long.

Source

if you’re so inclined, use this ask to tell us about a WIP you’re enjoying!! maybe it’ll help a little with the agony that a thousand plot bunnies tends to bring 🙃

Here is a snippet from No. 1 Party Anthem, where Eloise and Theo have a rivals w/ benefits relationship! 👀

Eloise has Theo pressed against a shelf—which probably isn’t comfortable, but she can’t bring herself to care—her fingers deftly working open the buttons of his neatly-pressed shirt. There are voices outside, important people having important conversations right outside their hiding place, but all Eloise can focus on is making sure that this man (with his perfect hair and his perfect smile and his perfect—) walks away from this closet looking wrecked.

Thank you for the ask!!! It certainly helped lol.