orpheusads:

O EURYDICE, (…) WHO KNOWS WHAT YOU’LL TELL THE FURIES WHEN YOU SEE THEM AGAIN.

The note sits in the palm of your hand. Quaver, double flag. When was the last time you heard real music?
Outside, the sun beckons. Dust storms stir; tsunami in the tropics; gunshot in your ear. It’s 2100 and Earth is dying, constellations stripped of light and sent to the ground — or maybe just the pit of your stomach, where hunger has made its home. Where you stand, bare-lunged, days passing like a butchering.
Blue light from the music note. Words slicing air.
THE UNIVERSE ENDS IN SIX MONTHS. HOW MANY LIVES WILL YOU LIVE BEFORE THEN?

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It’s 2100 and the totalitarian S Corp has a hold on the world’s food and water, a necropolitical machine that decides who lives and dies. Faced with a massive solar flare that will soon render this galaxy uninhabitable, S Corp has managed a true feat of science: contact with parallel consciousnesses of those living within other universes through the manipulation of strings dimension folds within the brain, allowing certain subjects to jump between worlds. Their mission? To find a solution to humanity’s demise in a more technologically advanced universe. Unless they’re a better version of themself somewhere else. Unless unmet dreams are justification enough for a universe’s doom.

TELL THEM THERE IS NO MUSIC LIKE THIS WITHOUT REAL GRIEF.

PROJECT ORPHEUS is a 21+ science fiction multiverse roleplay inspired by Interstellar, Sense8, and Everything Everywhere All At Once. Our story begins underground in one of Earth’s last remaining cities, with our cast poised to hop universes for the first time. The game explores themes of string theory, desire, corruption, alternate selves, duality, regret, and longing. With the planet’s life on the line and sinister foes at their backs, characters will have to make mind-shattering choices, confront their failings, and not look back.

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posted 1 year ago · 76 notes © orpheusads
#rp


Via: acvdemias

geryone:

[ID:  What I mean to say is: there is so little time / and so much to worship. That we have to choose / is the only tragedy.]ALT

Ways to Beg, T. J. Sandella

posted 1 year ago · 3,748 notes © geryone
#words


Via: acvdemias

bakwaaas:

one day I woke up and realised all the waiting and yearning was actually me living my life and it’s happening right now and it’s still good even if it’s not perfect and there is no moment when all your dreams get fulfilled and everything makes sense. like… this is it. this is life. you’ll waste away your youth waiting for some imagined future if you don’t love life for what it is now and make the most of it

posted 1 year ago · 133,359 notes © bakwaaas


metamorphesque:

Yours (now I'm even losing my name - it was getting shorter and shorter all the time and is now: Yours)ALT

— Franz Kafka, Letters to Milena

posted 1 year ago · 4,255 notes © metamorphesque


nikov:

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if equal affection cannot be,
LET THE MORE LOVING ONE BE ME.

tolkien (2019) / crush, richard siken / the holiday (2006) / the song of achilles, madeline miller / because i liked you, a.e. housman / the secret history, donna tartt / the more loving one, w. h. auden

posted 1 year ago · 2,117 notes © nikov
#love #words


when-did-this-become-difficult:

I genuinely think @staff should give us an official Bot Kill Count where it ticks up every time a bot you reported is officially taken off by the tumblr team and when you hit a certain number you get gruesome little trophies. Gamification can be of the devil but in this particular case I need a little treat for doing my daily chore of taking out the trash

posted 1 year ago · 111,930 notes © when-did-this-become-difficult
#agreed


Via: eriond

i-will-write:

two circles that barely overlap. the first one on the right is blue and reads "things I want to write".  the second one on the left is red and read "things I actually write". in the middle, where they met there is an arrow pointing to a single word: miracles. /endALT


"He was standing in the rain in his shirtsleeves, a cigarette burning unheeded between his fingers. I leaned up on my toes to kiss him, and he pulled me into his arms, dragging me against his body. “Poor Nick,” I murmured, fascinated by the depth of his emotions. “Are you feeling quite overwhelmed, darling?” “Every day of my life,” he retorted. And then he kissed me so hard I lost my breath. He kissed me as if he had no other lifeline, as if he expected me to be able to warm him. I wondered if that was what love was, making someone forget the pain that gnawed at them and would not stop."
The Chosen and the Beautiful
(via pinkballerinas)
posted 1 year ago · 136 notes © laurapetrie


jeanmoreaux:

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jamie ford, from the many daughters of afong moy

posted 1 year ago · 207 notes © jeanmoreaux


michelleswatson:

FRIENDS ( 1994 - 2004 )
season 3 episode 25

posted 1 year ago · 2,008 notes © bakerolivia