Readingmien - Writer

Another power move of the 2020

when whitman said “i contradict myself. i am large… i contain multitudes” and wilde said “what are you? to define is to limit” and sumney said “i insist upon my right to be multiple”

make yourself or your oc with this and tag your friends!

Creator: Cyellolemon on twitter

@justcallmeparadox It was very cool to have met you

Dear friends of Tumblr,

Today at my school we had an assembly about internet predators and when I had said that most of my true friends are over the internet and they gave me a lecture about how “I don’t know who I’m talking to” blah blah. So please, if you aren’t a predator in any way, please reblog so i can prove a point.

I look at you and I wonder about myself. Would I knowingly give up my life for something?

You have to have a reason. Something you care about. Something that’s more important than anything.

Honestly one of my biggest upsets in BBC Merlin is that we didn’t get a third situation where Gaius had to make up another weird ass sorcerer for Merlin to be. Like he already struggled hardcore to come up with the woman concept, I can just imagine Gaius - the OG ratchet - being like “not to worry Sire, I know another sorcerer known for their...great height. They’re...10 feet tall, Sire.” And Merlin is just standing there like ‘well here we fucking go.’

Gaius fully intends for Merlin to use a spell to reach that height but Merlin and his ratchet little heart is like ‘I only need to get myself a few feet higher, tbh how hard could stilts be.’ Merlin then proceeds to teeter fucking EVERYWHERE in his endearingly shitty disguise and knock over EVERYTHING the entire episode like:

He comes up with increasingly more ludicrous reasons why he must always lean against a surface. One of those surfaces is Arthur, who tells him surely he’d remember if they’d met in the past but his eyes are just so familiar.

Merlin has regrets.

Leaning against Arthur isn’t one of them.

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If this world is real, although I will not insist that it is,

Then there should be a world where every character we pen is brought to life,

And yet another, wherein

We are only figments of their imagination.

A world where they see all the self-loathing and all the scars,

And they love it even when we cannot.

Another one wherein

They see our blind rage and our lashing out,

Where they are not blind to our faults,

And see they the scars we've inflicted on others in a mad, pained rampage

Where they see that our pain is no excuse, for the pain we cause others

Where they see us for the villains we've become

I do not know if this world is real, and I won't insist it to be so,

Therefore,

I do not know if the others can exist

But this thought alone, and memories of these lines,

That is enough for me to rein in my anger,

To love,

To let them fall in love with me.

- Milen

Arthur + the name enunciation thing