‘Cause you won’t get rid of me.
I'll build a fortress of my own
Serpent skin and mandrake flower
I'll craft to wield my power
Sorceress I am, Morgana Le Fay
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IF YOU DARE BELITTLE OR DEMEAN THE SEMICOLON IN MY PRESENCE I WILL NEVER FINISH A SENTENCE AT YOU AGAIN
but seriously; i do misuse it in my tags, a lot of the time using it and a comma interchangeably because i don’t want to start a new tag and break the rhythm of a thought. so i know that; I’m aware of the inaccuracy of that usage. i’m also a big believer in the malleability of grammar; especially on places like tumblr where unthinking formalism in linguistics and grammar is not only impossible; but undesirable, causes stagnation and impedes freeform conversation in a place where conversation is arguably even more inherently creative than it is in other areas of life.
but i mean, how can you not be held in thrall to the slow drawl of continuation, the hint of an eternity of tangential thoughts and cascading explanations held within the semicolon? how can you not desire to hold at bay the remorseless brutal but necessary ending point of the period for just a few more words, pushing their way out from the void to clarify and enhance a sentence beyond the mereness or incompleteness of a single point? how can you not want to twist and fold your words into origami, confounding the logical and unspeakable hierarchy of sentences following one another in descending order; never touching, always one step apart?
the semicolon holds the world in the empty void between the point and the comma; holds all the possibilities of creation in the choice to push a statement to a further climax; a further truth.
why one earth would you give that up for some formal, elitist notion of minimalism?
the year is 2014. the official tagline for teen wolf season 4 is “happiness is all around”.
we get a trailer a few weeks before the show airs: isaac and boyd running down the street to a brightly smiling erica; scott clasping derek’s shoulder and saying “now we’re brothers” before pulling him in for a hug; lydia and scott nodding at each other before one of them throws a molotov’s cocktail at peter and the other cuts him in half; stiles and the sheriff high fiving each other after catching a rogue omega and saving beacon hills from another threat; finally, all of them sitting at a diner late at night, the only ones there, eating curly fries and burgers. boyd kisses erica on the cheek and she smiles down into her cup of coke. scott has one of his arms slung over allison’s shoulders, head turned to isaac, his free hand ruffling isaac’s hair while the three of them laugh at some inside joke. lydia is on the phone with jackson arguing about where in europe they should meet up for their vacation this year. danny’s whispering something in ethan’s ear and making him spit out half of his drink. derek’s looking at everyone with a small smile on his face, almost transfixed and stiles nudges his knee against derek’s, smiling at him and squeezing derek’s hand under the table. the sheriff and melissa are sitting at a table nearby, fondly shaking their heads at everyone.
the fandom is ecstatic. everyone’s dreams seem to be coming true. we wait for the new season with warmth in our hearts and smiles on our faces. absolutely nothing hurts.
I respect and cherish your happy place. Thank you so much for sharing it. <3
I have beautiful everything.
the black sisters, 1967.
“I’m not scared of them, Hestia,” Ted said patiently. “They’re just girls.”
“Just girls? These are the Black sisters you’re dealing with. The youngest one, Narcissa, let those Slytherins who look like boulders beat someone up for getting on her nerves. And you don’t understand Bellatrix. Evil takes a human form in Bellatrix Black. She got in trouble last year because she tried to use Dark Magic on a third-year in duelling club.”
He shrugged. “So they’re a little unfriendly. It doesn’t matter. Andromeda is brilliant and I think she’d be really funny, if she stopped being so uptight.”
“Ted, your parents are muggles. You should feel lucky that she just rejected you, rather than turning Bellatrix loose. You’re being thick.”
“I know I’m thick,” Ted grinned. “But I’m just going to keep asking Andromeda out until she says yes.”
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