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Exert from The Strangers' Picnic

Let us be kindhearted! Take me to the sea at dusk.

Let me hear what the sea tells you when it returns to itself at peace.

I won't change. I will embrace a wave and say:

Take me to the sea again.

This is what the fearful do:

when a burning star torments them, they go to the sea.

Mahmoud Darwish,

You know what my favorite twisters hc is? Addy having a little sister, obviously played by Mckenna Grace, who is just a teenager when her sister dies. But years later she ends up in the same town as The Wranglers + Kate and Javi (this taking place around a year after the movie) and not only is she the same age Addy was when she died, she’s also the spitting image of her. And did I mention that she also chases storms??? And did I mention that she’s a few months away from being older than her older sister and her entire life is about trying to make sure her sister didn’t die in vain, to live the life Addy didn’t get??? And did I mention she doesn’t talk to their parents so Gracie is utterly alone in this word??

Kate and Javi are finally healing and dealing with their issues and falling in love with the Wranglers, and then the girl they watched grow up, who looks exactly like Addy, rolls into their camp demanding to know if they finally accomplished what her sister died for. And all of their old trauma hits them with the grace of an EF5.

Anyways, I may or may not have wip called your my sister but your eyes are closed because I crave angst and forcing Kate + Javi to deal with all their issues :)

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

me waking up:

wow i can’t wait to go to sleep tonight

Insert incoherent screaming

this test of the mountain

She’s humming some old lullaby her mother used to sing to her when she was young. The words are half lost on her, but the meaning still rings true. Alicent cradles her daughter, her sweet, lovely girl, her darling Helaena, and whispers, breathes i love you, oh my sweet child, my flesh and blood, i love you.

There is blood soaking through her white shift, there is blood trickling through the cracks of the Red Keep. Helaena does not cry.

altars made from your own bones on ao3

I made addy a mechanic/super interested in taking things apart in my Addy-Lives au and I’m regretting it so much. Like I actually have to do mechanical things and explain stuff???? Wdym I have to figure out what Tyler’s anchor thingys are called and how exactly they need to be improved bc I love making snarky siblings

Somebody help pls, I don’t know what’s happening

“And when they speak of Troy, they speak of Helen who fled with Paris for love, and this inspires verse. Not Briseis, who lost all, all she ever loved and was used as barter in a war that wasn’t hers. Not Cassandra, who tried to warn them but was called liar because of a Gods curse. Not Hecuba, who was forced to give all her children to this cruel beast she knew would never be satisfied. Not Andromache, who lost her beloved husband Hector to a battle he should not have had to fight, and her baby to the ruthlessness of the victors and their spite. I suppose as a woman your value in war is simply casualty if your face isn’t synonymous with devastating beauty, that powerful men wish to possess and claim so much, that they will launch a thousand ships in their own misplaced honour, yet blame it on your name.”

— Nikita Gill, Woman of Troy

Dan Scott should get hit by several semi-trucks (I’m only on episode 7 wtf is wrong with him??!??)

in my slut era. (i can't even start a conversation)