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i love Spotify playlists with everything I have
addy would breathe in and out and it wouldn't hurt ..
The movies had to kill off Lavender Brown because they knew she’d fucking own y2k fashion
the moment where. where she screams. screaming for help. i’m dying right now! screaming. and there’s no reaction at all. there’s nothing. it’s more devastating than judgment could be somehow. “i’m sorry. ignore me.” before she crumples and chokes. i’m never going to be okay again i think.
ocean vuong, "someday i'll love" / sam fender, "seventeen going under" / the front bottoms, "father" / satanay, tumblr / clementine von radics / agustín gómez-arcos, "the carnivorous lamb" / ?
"How do you write such realistic dialogue-" I TALK TO MYSELF. I TALK TO MYSELF AND I PRETEND I AM THE ONE SAYING THE LINE. LIKE SANITY IS SLOWLY SLIPPING FROM BETWEEN MY FINGERS WITH EVERY MEASLY WORD THEY TYPE OUT. THAT IS HOW.
When the lumineers sang “so show me family all the blood that I will bleed. I don't know where I belong. I don't know where I went wrong” and when they sang “We were not born in sin” and when they sang “It's better to feel pain, than nothing at all. The opposite of love's indifference.” And when they sang “I hold on to a hope in my fate.” And again when they sang “And I can't feel no remorse And you don't feel nothing back.” An-
Literally anyone and everyone - “You know, you’re not an actually an asshole, somehow???”
Tyler - “Why does everybody think I’m an asshole?? I’m literally just standing here, driving into a tornado and having a good time.”
Chapters: 1/4 Fandom: My Fault: London (2025), Culpa mía | My Fault (2023) Rating: Mature Warnings: Graphic Depictions Of Violence, Rape/Non-Con Relationships: Noah & The Girl She Used to Be, Nick/Noah (My Fault: London), Noah & Ella (My Fault: London), Noah & William Leister (My Fault: London), Nick & William Leister (My Fault: London), Jenna/Lion (My Fault: London) Characters: Noah (My Fault: London), Nick Leister (My Fault: London), Ella (My Fault: London), William Leister (My Fault: London), Travis - Noah's Dad (My Fault: London), Ronnie Burns (My Fault: London), Jenna (My Fault: London), Lion (My Fault: London) Additional Tags: Alternate Universe - Canon Divergence, It Gets Worse Before It Gets Better, Physical Abuse, Implied/Referenced Child Abuse, Implied/Referenced Rape/Non-con, Rape Aftermath, Dissociation, Post-Traumatic Stress Disorder - PTSD, Trauma, Claustrophobia, Noah needs a hug, Noah Saves Herself, Aftermath of Violence, Healing, Recovery isn't linear, Developing Relationship, Non-Sexual Intimacy, But also, Sexual Content, Panic Attacks, Scars, Heavy Angst, Hurt/Comfort, Happy Ending, Character Study Summary:
Ronnie is a touch smarter, and he guts Nick’s McLaren first. Noah has to save herself. (It’s a lot bloodier.)
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Or, The road to salvation looks a lot like the road to hell, and survival is a painful thing.
Hear me out yall, a fic where Rosita suffers postpartum depression and psychosis after having Coco because for the stressful situations they’re in and their general mental health it seems a bit more likely the show portrays. Like the frustration of having survived so much shit only to lose your mind over nothing (Rosita’s pov because postpartum depression is not a joke)
The angst, the tension, the years of trauma colliding because you’re finally safe but you’ve been at war for so long you don’t know what that means. And you want your daughter to have a good future but you don’t know if you believe jn good anymore and ????
Don’t worry, lots of found family and semi-comforting hallucinations because I could not leave Rosita hanging
See what if I just -
Erik has always had a complicated relationship with God, and Charles.
Sapphic_terror on ao3 queer and nonbinary (any pronouns)Yall I may be losing it a little but at least I’m writing a lot of fan fiction (that’s a slight lie but I’m trying I swear)
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