daydreamingmutant:
2012. 03. 01.
Paul Scholes & Gary Neville Kiss(tracing)
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khaaaaaan:
Remus Lupin and Sirius Black:
lotr meme: 7/7 BRO/OTPs
“I’m glad to be with you, Samwise Gamgee, here at the end of all things.”
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“You know, we were lovers, she and I, as surely as a mortal man and woman ever were.”
“Of course, I know,” he said.
I smiled. I kissed him suddenly, thrilled by the warmth of him, the soft pliant feel of his near human skin. God, how I hated the whiteness of my fingers touching him, fingers that could have crushed him now effortlessly. I wondered if he even guessed.
There was so much I wanted to say to him, to ask him. Yet I couldn’t find the words really, or a way to begin. He had always had so many questions; and now he had his answers, more answers perhaps than he could ever have wanted; and what had this done to his soul? Stupidly I stared at him. How perfect he seemed to me as he stood there waiting with such kindness and such patience. And then, like a fool, I came out with it.
“Do you love me now?” I asked.
He smiled; oh, it was excruciating to see his face soften and brighten simultaneously when he smiled. “Yes,” he said.
"
—Lestat about Louis - Queen of The Damned (book)
Well, this is such a sad affair
I’ve opened up my heart so many times
But now it’s closed
Oh my dear
Every salted tear
It wrings
Bitter-sweet applause
But when the show’s in full swing
Every once in awhile
High stepping chorus lines
Mean I’m forgetting
Mein lullaby - liebchen
How rich in contrast
Love can be
Sometimes I’m quite amused
To see it twist and turn
To taste both sweet and dry
These vintage years
Lovers you consume, my friend
As others their wine
Nein - das ist nicht
Das ende der Welt
Gestrandet an Leben und Kunst
Und das spiel geht weiter
Wie man weiss
Noch viele ‘schoum’….wiedersehen
And now
as you turn to leave
You try to force a smile
As if to compensate
Then you break down
and
CRY.
"The rage in me grew stronger, ever more dangerous. Was Louis somewhere near in these very streets? I clenched my fists, struggling against this rage, struggling against its helpless and inevitable expression.
Marius, you turned your back on me. That came as no surprise, really. You were always the teacher, the parent, the high priest. I don’t despise you for it. But Louis! My Louis, I could never deny you anything, and you turned me away!"
—Lestat de Lioncourt - The Tale of the Body Thief
