2025-04-04 23:12:16 ¶ ● ⬈

rainy-weather-supremacy:

> # Febuwhump Day 2: Holding back tears

> ((You can find all prompts I filled out so far here. This one is a short poem, set around the later season 4 of TMA. It’s Daisy-centric :D))

> The earth is hard against her skin

> And Daisy is trapped far within

> She cannot move, she cannot cry

> Can’t breathe or call for help or die

> Her fingers bleed against the stone

> As tectonic plates around her groan

> A shift of stone, a muffled scream

> and then she wakes up from the dream

> Still in the bed where she went to sleep

> The man who wanted to help keep

> The nightmares away is with her still

> The man who she once tried to kill

> But the archivist is soundly sleeping

> And so she keeps herself from weeping

> Tough tears are stinging in her eyes

> Not a single drop she cries

> Good dogs do not howl at night

> No matter what deep fears they fight

> And so she holds her blanket tight

> Until new sleep or morning light

2025-04-09 11:49:12 ¶ ● ⬀ ⬈

immieinfernal:

> flowersfrombefore:

> > This being in the start of one of the Jon and Daisy episodes is uhhhhh sooooooo interesting to me. Like I’m not saying it’s subtext that something weird as fuck happened between them in s4, I’m just saying it’s interesting…… (I think they kissed)

> i literally never see anyone properly discuss jon and daisy as a couple (qpr or romantic). my number one moment between them is when daisy confided in jon when they were trapped in the buried. daisy despised jon (rightfully so, really), but in that moment, he was the only one who could understand how much the hunt had consumed her, just as the eye consumed him,,,

> i love jondaisy, and i know other people do too, so i will grace everyone with a few fanfiction recommendations i’ve scavenged for on ao3. you’re welcome! :)

> ‘Restless Night In The Archives’ (fluff + qpr)

> 'Two Similar, Too Similar. Monsters.’ (angst + qpr)

> 'I Won’t Stop Until You’re Shaking’ (smut!!)

> 'confession’ (fluff + qpr)

> 'Close Quarters’ (fluff + roomates)

2025-04-20 19:59:42 ¶ ● ⬈

madbard:

2025-04-20 20:02:31 ¶ ● ⬈

levaagrace:

> “jon and martin aren’t boring” this. “jon and martin are toxic” that. “jon and martin are sooooo fucked up for-”

> *extremely loud buzzer*

> ANYWAY lets talk about jon and daisy

> what if you tried to kill me because i violated your autonomy and gave you endless nightmares. what if i was terrified of you as we were forced to work together. what if i was terrified of myself. what if i became what you tried to kill. what if the relief i felt at your death was overshadowed by the relief i felt knowing you weren’t dead and could give someone who also wanted me dead the gift of your survival. what if i thought saving you would ensure my death, whether by your hands or not. what if you decided i was someone you could become better with because you decided you were wrong. what if you were wrong about being wrong. what if, even after my faults were revealed, you still tried to do better and help me be better. what if this meant you lost yourself. what if you tried to kill me again but this time it didn’t matter. what if i wanted you to recognize me as anything other than prey because you were the only one who TRULY SAW ME.

> …or…

> what if i tried to kill you because most of my life i got away with extra-judiciously killing people i deemed monsters. what if i didn’t get away with it. what if i planned on still killing you but instead i was stuck with the weight of everything i did and found myself lacking. what if you came in to save me because you hoped i would kill you. what if i forgot why i thought you deserved to die in the first place. what if we tried to be better together but there was no real trust between us because a part of you still expected to die by my hands and a part of me still wanted you dead. what if you were weak and failed and i didn’t care because i knew what i did was no better. what if I couldn’t find it in myself to blame you. what if i still tried despite your failure. what if, in the end, you helped show me what really needed saving and protection AND IT WASN’T MYSELF.

> anyway, your honor, in conclusion, i plead insanity