Love how tumblr has its own folk stories. Yeah the God of Arepo we’ve all heard the story and we all still cry about it. Yeah that one about the woman locked up for centuries finally getting free. That one about the witch who would marry anyone who could get her house key from her cat and it’s revealed she IS the cat after the narrator befriends the cat.
Things I need more of in my life: Midwestern gothic/horror stories.
Barns with no doors that almost seem to breathe, their walls bending inward and outward every few seconds.
That one diner at the edge of town where the people you see through the windows on the outside are not the same as the ones inside.
That late night train that travels slowly across the tracks, steam leaking out of the closed doors of the cars. If you listen closely you can hear skittering inside them.
In the park there is a circle of dead grass right behind the swings and if you get close enough you can hear it whispering.
Fields of corn that rustle in the wind and anyone foolish enough to wander into them are never heard from again. Sometimes the farmers will find their shoes during the harvest.
Back roads that don’t make geographical sense. Sometimes you just get stuck in a curve for an hour only to find yourself a mile away from the nearest town afterwards.
Passing the same farm house five times in a row.
Never listen to the crows. Their secrets will alter you in terrible ways.
The scarecrows are always wearing new clothes whenever you see them, even when you take your eyes off them for only a moment.
Don’t ever mention the man who waves to you on your way to work every morning. Don’t mention that he’s been dead for ten years.
Never buy flowers from the flower shop on Main Street. You know the one: the doors are always open, even in winter, and you can smell the sweet scent of roses mixed with something rotting.
I adore twin peaks because people talk about how opaque it is but like windom earle asked major briggs his greatest fear and the answer was "the possibility that love is not enough" and that's it that's the show. Love wasn't enough.
Not only that love wasn't enough, but that it was what fed the darkness in the woods.
Love is not enough, you have to break the cycle. Fix your hearts or die.
Twin Peaks is a show that tells you exactly what it's about like every three episodes but people don't see it because there's a horse in the living room.
• An Oxford comma walks into a bar, where it spends the evening watching the television, getting drunk, and smoking cigars.
• A dangling participle walks into a bar. Enjoying a cocktail and chatting with the bartender, the evening passes pleasantly.
• A bar was walked into by the passive voice.
• An oxymoron walked into a bar, and the silence was deafening.
• Two quotation marks walk into a “bar.”
• A malapropism walks into a bar, looking for all intensive purposes like a wolf in cheap clothing, muttering epitaphs and casting dispersions on his magnificent other, who takes him for granite.
• Hyperbole totally rips into this insane bar and absolutely destroys everything.
• A question mark walks into a bar?
• A non sequitur walks into a bar. In a strong wind, even turkeys can fly.
• Papyrus and Comic Sans walk into a bar. The bartender says, "Get out -- we don't serve your type."
• A mixed metaphor walks into a bar, seeing the handwriting on the wall but hoping to nip it in the bud.
• A comma splice walks into a bar, it has a drink and then leaves.
• Three intransitive verbs walk into a bar. They sit. They converse. They depart.
• A synonym strolls into a tavern.
• At the end of the day, a cliché walks into a bar -- fresh as a daisy, cute as a button, and sharp as a tack.
• A run-on sentence walks into a bar it starts flirting. With a cute little sentence fragment.
• Falling slowly, softly falling, the chiasmus collapses to the bar floor.
• A figure of speech literally walks into a bar and ends up getting figuratively hammered.
• An allusion walks into a bar, despite the fact that alcohol is its Achilles heel.
• The subjunctive would have walked into a bar, had it only known.
• A misplaced modifier walks into a bar owned by a man with a glass eye named Ralph.
• The past, present, and future walked into a bar. It was tense.
• A dyslexic walks into a bra.
• A verb walks into a bar, sees a beautiful noun, and suggests they conjugate. The noun declines.
• A simile walks into a bar, as parched as a desert.
• A gerund and an infinitive walk into a bar, drinking to forget.
• A hyphenated word and a non-hyphenated word walk into a bar and the bartender nearly chokes on the irony
- Jill Thomas Doyle
“When we grab you by the ankles Where our mark is to be made you’ll soon be doing noble work Although you won’t be paid When we drive away in secret You’ll be a volunteer So don’t scream where we take you; The world is quiet here.”
Salamander’s Eyes compliment can only work once in a lifetime. It just did
*spoilers for crimes of grindelwald
newt looking for tina when jacob and queenie arrived
narrow feet
jacob being a wingman
salamander’s eyes
“tall, dark-” “-beautiful”
tina’s jealousy
newt trying to tell tina the truth
newt and tina’s reunion
mr. scamander
newt’s expression when tina called him her fiance
newt + his appreciation for tina’s eyes
newt showing tina her photo
when newt finally told tina he wasn’t engaged
legit thought he was going to turn and snog her after the ‘I’ll think of something’
newt tracking tina
rescue attempt
they’re in love
and I’m dead
Two charecters being opponents for any reasons. Family, differences, whatever? One of them might appear as more antogonistic, but better for both of them to have inverse outlooks, but none of both to be wrong, just different. I want their opposition, their confrontation. And then for them to copperate, not turn to lovers of anything, not to develop strong affection. Just a silent nod and working together. Being at peice for sometine, for seconds, for minutes.
adult life is crazy because you can be going through the most devastating and heartbreaking things while still having to go to work and do the laundry and grocery shopping
from Saoirse Ronan
to Saoirse Ronan
How successful were you in drowning your sister?
so weird how in english some words are really just used in expressions and not otherwise… like has anyone said “havoc” when not using it in the phrase “wreaking havoc”? same goes for “wreaking” actually…
reply with more, i’m fascinated