so now in every universe now there is a jon & there’s a martin and in every universe they either find each other or they don’t and either way they know, even if they don’t, that they did find each other, once, and it was horrible and beautiful and so, so, unfair, and despite that, despite the horrible, beautiful, unfair briefness of that, their existence there, and in every universe, has value, even if it disappears forever, even when it does disappear forever, even when it did disappear forever, even when all that remains of them is the vague longing for what once existed, somewhere else, sometime else, someone else,
and some part of them both knows this, even when they’re different, even when jon never knew georgie, even when martins dad never left, even when they never met, even when they met each other sooner, fell out of love in uni, married as soon as it was legal, whatever happened, every time… in each universe. somehow. in some way. some parts of each other. knives and blood and tears. the tight grip of jons hand around martins wrist as he died. something about birthmarks where you died in a past life. what about birth marks where, in a past life, you killed someone you loved?
Trying to make a point to my father.
so, i live on the fourth floor of an apartment building that faces a fairly busy street; it’s on a hill so car noises are pretty regular over the course of the day. because i’m high above the street, you obviously can’t see the cars unless you look out the window, right? but sometimes the sun reflects off the car roofs or whatever, and so there’ll be a light on my ceiling as a car passes by.
so my cat? whenever he hears a loud engine, day or night, he looks at my ceiling. even if there is no refraction going on. to him, those are the sounds of light on the ceiling. sometimes the light appears and there is a loud noise. it’s 8pm and a truck just passed and he watched the ceiling as the car moved past my windows – no reflection this time of night, but trucks are ceiling creatures and i just think that’s such a like – it’s a good correlation, buddy!! you figured it out!! you’re wrong but you’re so smart!!
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This is a coming out scene I wrote in a story. What do y'all think?
"This is something that I've been meaning to tell you for a while. I- uh." I take a deep breath, but before I can continue, dad cuts me off.
"Are you pregnant?"
"I- what? No. I'm gay dad."
"Hi gay I'm dad." He says.
"Hi dad, I'm gay and trans." I answer without a beat.
"Hi gay and trans, have you seen my son?" He smiles kindly.
I feel myself tear up, "I'm right here."
i think more people should use the fact that melanie used to run a ghost show to make her like, actually know avatar stuff. not in any super useful way, just like, she’s heard a story that jon hasn’t because they have different means of getting information. it’s pretty obvious that sarah baldwin was melanie’s first notable supernatural encounter, but how fucking funny would it be if jon was like, “jude gave me the address of an avatar named mike crew” and melanie just went “oh, you mean creepypasta mike?”
might fuck around and read a 500 page physical published book in one sitting like it’s 2006 and I’m being bullied in middle school so I take refuge in the library and inhale books at a frightening speed that I have not been able to replicate since
a comic about someone who gets a visit from the reaper a bit sooner than expected, but has someone whos been waiting for them
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