Love Doesn’t Transcend Severance…

Whenever ao3 is down I go to tumblr to watch the girlies freak out and run around like its a city-wide blackout till the sun comes up and we can go back to loving thy neighbor and using microwaves again.

I see your ‘Sun/moon ship dynamic,’ and raise you ‘binary stars dynamic’ as in— we orbit each other. We stay in place and keep moving for the other because they won’t stop pulling us in and we won’t stop chasing them. We will draw each other closer and closer until we merge together and explode into a single, beautiful nebula made of our combined star dust. And the nebula is beautiful because it’s us together, because we were always meant to rip ourselves apart to put ourselves back together as one. We are on a path of mutually assured destruction but we can’t turn back now. it’s already happened. It hasn’t happened yet… but it will.

We are in love, after all.

If I had no morals and an IQ higher than 56 I’d make such a good super villain.

me when the non-human character wants to be human:

Life is not, in fact, a happy song rn.

ho did you just doom my narrative?

Absolutely insane… same.

#needthat

…Close enough, welcome back Pidge from Voltron

so many people are dead and so many of them should’ve kissed and I’m more devastated over one of those facts than the other.

What’s love so much about Markgemma is that they’re just:

I know you and you know me, better than anyone else could, and at the same time I don’t know you. There are parts of you that are a mysterious, that I’ve forgotten or have tried to forget, or couldn’t possibly know— though not through any fault of

yours or even mine. But because it’s been such a long time, during which people and things beyond our control have made new parts of us in the absence of each other.

I love the parts of you I know; I can’t bear to look at those same parts. I can’t learn the new ones I haven’t gotten the chance to. I want the chance. I fear it.

Because what if some part of me doesn’t love some part of you… as much as this part of me does now?