Holy Shit @vampiroca You Missed The Entire Beginnings Of My Dorian Gray And Iwtv Obsessions We Don't

Whenever someone in the locked tomb fandom calls Camilla/the whole cam/pal thing “normal” or “comparatively well adjusted” I’m like. Look, don’t let Cam’s deadpan demeanor or Pal’s nerdiness seduce you: they may not be disaster lesbians but it’s purely on technicality. They are what you see in the dictionary when you look up “codependent”. Cam carried fragments of his bones for months with nary a necromancer nor a plan in sight. Pal became a revenant and amused himself with bad romance novels. They shared a body passing notes to each other because a bone hand wasn’t good enough. Both killed themselves rather than let the other die. Like Cam died to become Paul. Pal was already dead but he died again to become Paul. This is toxic codependency 101, folks.

these violent delights by micah nemerever — fav quotes

"Whatever I do has to mean something. I need to make something beautiful, something that lasts. I don't know what, but I have to, if I want my life to matter at all."

"Beautiful things are supposed to hurt."

"You could do anything to me and I'd let you."

"Tell me you love me, at least. Please. I need to know somebody does."

"They wanted each other in the way of flesh wanting to knit itself together over a wound."

"I kill them because they're beautiful, and it's the only way I can keep them."

"What a lonely, dreary thing it is to know the truth."

"I miss you to pieces. Yours always."

"He'd forgotten ever being angry. He felt gentle and endlessly patient; if Julian had asked, he would have happily cut his chest open and handed over his heart, his lungs, every part of himself piece by piece."

"I can't tell you how happy I am to see you" he said, and for a moment Paul couldn't imagine, much less remember, that anything in the world existed outside the two of them.

"Paul lay with his head on Julian's lap, trying to map constellations into the sun-darkened freckles on his knees, while Julian combed his fingertips gently through Paul's hair."

"They kissed each other breathless between each promise."

"They could only stitch themselves back together if they did something irreversible."

"Hard to trust you if you're going to maim me."

"The worst damage humans do isn't rooted in malice but in thoughtlessness."

"I know why you fuck me like you wish you could kill me."

"They were wild and delirious and invincible, and it was strange that no one else could see it."

"Familiar smells, familiar sounds, a life still marred by all its old fractures and disappointments."

"It was the first time he could believe Julian when he spoke this way, as if they were one mind, one heart, one pair of lungs."

"All I want to do is make you happy, and you're the unhappiest person I've ever met."

"I love you. By now you ought to be able to let me fucking tell you."

slowly and subtly doxx yourself with a series of posts like "ahh i love opening my window and smelling the sea," and "i wish the nearest paintball place was closer than 25 miles... :("

Camilla with swords for @corvophobia @thelockedtombcfp

griddlehark for ruby’s bday!

tip jar

“i hate you” is so overused and means nothing anymore. “i hope your best friend turns your favorite twink into a bathroom stall wisdom-spouting redpilled alpha male” is better. it’s real. its terrifying. it happened to basil hallward.

Maybe we’ll get to see the first American pope in history be the first pope to excommunicate the US vice president

good lird it's The Nasties (and Pyrrha?)

My girls!

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Tlt sketches