Hey Sorry If I Was Weird And Quiet And Silent And Nonverbal And Dry And Boring I Just Didn't Know You

got bored, made a wattpad account, dare I try my hand out at editing a fanfic of mine as well??

headcannon - Tyler totally kisses Kate’s scar.

Okay, so this is a few years down the line, they’re an established couple and marriage is this distant but not far thing, the important thing is they’re happy and content and okay and that’s a rare thing for people like them. Over the years everyone’s slowly healed, Kate got therapy, Javi got therapy, they actually talked and slowly dealt with everything. So, she eventually starts wearing shorts more and more often. The scar is still this big reminder of everything that happened, but she’s slowly learning to accept it. Then, Tyler starts doing this thing where when the two of them are together, (Kate’s watching the news or reading and his head is in her lap, just cuddling her because that man’s love language is gifts and touch) he presses a kiss to her scar. At first she doesn’t even notice because it’s a quick barely there thing, like it’s a subconscious movement almost.

And then Kate notices, and she notices it happens so damn often. Like Tyler’s barely aware and at the same time it’s almost worshiping, like it’s second hand nature to love the thing that for years she hated with a passion. And he just keeps don’t it, and brushing his fingers against the scar, and staring at it with this barely concealed awe and she doesn’t get it.

So Kate finally snaps and asks him why? And she’s really asking, why do you love the worst part of me, because the scar to her represents her failure and how it lead to her friend’s deaths. Tyler just stares at her, because to him it is so simple and easy he stopped questioning it years ago, because it means you survived. And he’s really saying, because it means you’re here and alive and I got to love you, I got to be loved by you.

And he’s really saying, your survival is beautiful and I love you for it.

(Somebody steal my computer and phone, I have so many thoughts about these idiots.)

summer in georgia, s.n

I finished and ouch, I made myself cry

Yall im about to write the angstiest obx fic ever, im making the season 4 ending so much worse

Hehe

“It’s dark when they bury JJ. It’s dark when there’s a sharp pain in her lower stomach and Sarah knows, right down to her bones, what’s happening. They should never have gotten used to good things.”

my father burned until i was burning, too

georges bataille — amatullah bourdon — in the blood by john mayer — sophocles, transl. anne carson — schuyler peck.

“She thinks about it like a bundle of string, overlapping and crossing and knotting, everything tied together. John B to Sarah and Sarah to her and her to Pope and Pope to JJ and JJ to Kie and Kie to Sarah. Over and over again the string connects and tangles and loops around, a perfect mess of a family.”

Saw the ending to obx4, first of all wtf??

Second of all, wtf??????????

Time to go write a poly, found family fic where everyone actually communicates and is happy, and somehow Rafe gets a semi-redemption and saves JJ bc a fucking stab wound?? After everything???

i saw the tv glow is like. your childhood queer best friend got out of your town and got to live their better life as themself. your queer friend got out of your town and killed themselves because their delusions won them over. no matter your interpretation, you never see them again.

Charles is old, older than he has any right to be, and she is not the first child he’s buried. She’s not even the first empty grave he’s mourned. 

1. V.E. Schwab // 2. Unknown // 3. Rudolph Vitkauskas // 4. Charles Bukowski // 5. Margaret Atwood