mark verge

markhyuck prince/servant au

mark as a prince and hyuck as his servant and….. this is like headcanons i guess 

this is way too long jesus christ good luck 2 reading </33

- ok so mark would be the most admirable prince ever because he is so hard working and modest and kind and all the girls swoon over him tbh

- hyuck is his like… personal servant kinda?? who always wakes him up and makes him his bed and all so he isn’t like too low in the hierarchy  

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April 23, 2017: Verge, Mark Doty

Mark Doty

A month at least before the bloom
and already five bare-limbed cherries
by the highway ringed in a haze
of incipient fire
                     —middle of the afternoon,
a faint pink-bronze glow. Some things
wear their becoming:
                               the night we walked,
nearly strangers, from a fevered party
to the corner where you’d left your motorcycle,
afraid some rough wind might knock it to the curb,
you stood on the other side
of the upright machine, other side
of what would be us, and tilted your head
toward me over the wet leather seat
while you strapped your helmet on,
engineer boots firm on the black pavement.

Did we guess we’d taken the party’s fire with us,
somewhere behind us that dim apartment
cooling around its core like a stone?
Can you know, when you’re not even a bud
but a possibility poised at some brink?

Of course we couldn’t see ourselves,
though love’s the template and rehearsal
of all being, something coming to happen
where nothing was…
                                   But just now
I thought of a troubled corona of new color,
visible echo, and wondered if anyone
driving in the departing gust and spatter
on Seventh Avenue might have seen
the cloud breathed out around us
as if we were a pair
of—could it be?—soon-to-flower trees.


On this day in:

2016: Ever, Meghan O’Rourke
2015: The Two Times I Loved You the Most In a Car, Dorothea Grossman
2014: May Day, Phillis Levin
2013: The Triumph of the Infinite, Mark Strand
2012: Mermaid Song, Kim Addonizio
2011: the laughing heart, Charles Bukowski
2010: from Jenny, Genya Turovskaya
2009: A Step Away From Them, Frank O’Hara
2008: Entry, Lisa Sewell
2007: Meanwhile, Richard Siken
2006: Preface to a Twenty Volume Suicide Note, Amiri Baraka
2005: Holy Sonnet XIV, John Donne

The actress who played Drusilla in Buffy the Vampire Slayer has started to follow me on twitter.
I don’t know how she found me, but right now I feel like this:

beyourowndensity  asked:

I just want to ask, have you seen Mark Hamill's tribute to Carrie Fisher from SWCO yet? If so, what is it like? Is it really, really sad? Thing is, I still haven't. And I can't actually bring myself to, even though I know I have to eventually. I heard that Mark is close to tears at one point in it, and that thought really upsets me. I feel like I'm letting them both down. I don't know what to do.

I watched most of it during the live stream (sadly couldn’t finish since I had to catch my bus), but it was a bit sad, yeah. Mark was on the verge of tears in one part, and it was pretty heartbreaking to see. :/

However, I’d say that the overall tone was a warm remembrance of Carrie, with Mark telling funny stories about her and trying to offer a light view on coping with her being gone. It wasn’t ALL sad, and I think Mark, bless his heart, kept it together very well. He did a great job.

As to whether or not you should watch it? That’s entirely up to you. I don’t think anyone would judge you if you didn’t, but I personally think it’s worth watching at least once.


X-Files Season 2 Episode 10 Red Museum

“Well I’ll tell you something, I feel kinda weird saying this but I got the creeps in that apartment today.”  Dana Scully

anonymous asked:

In another world, where Solas isn't a trespassing dog god, how do you think he would court his lavellan? Would he paint her pictures? Write her poetry? Give her frilly cakes?

First of all – WHAT A LOVELY QUESTION. I adore the idea of Solas courting Lavellan (mostly because my Lavellan was the one doing all the courting in the actual game). And the idea of Solas, free of every burden, free to live without the pall of death always hanging over him, along with the knowledge of what must be done, is so appealing to me. I mean, he is who he is, a terribly complicated and intriguing character who has made a host of terrible decisions with more still to come, but that doesn’t mean I can’t wish for him to find happiness.

And in another world – perhaps he could.

He’d court her quietly, at first. He claims to have been brash, once. Young and reckless. But I still think that in matters of the heart, he’d he cautious. Quick to fall, perhaps – quick to act on his feelings, but with reserve, still. Respect for her, and whatever boundaries she might have. If his character was a different sort, we would have seen that in the game – someone remorseless, taking advantage of a Lavellan who’d so readily give him everything. Or someone cold and manipulative, who’d coerce a wary Lavellan without a second thought. But he’s the one who pulls away; who decides that even if the secret he’s keeping is a betrayal in its own right, that will be all there is. But even though he ends it, he doesn’t try to make light of his feelings. Know that what we had was real, and it’s a weakness he didn’t have to admit but he does. He could have pretended to be unaffected, but he doesn’t. Even when she stands before him, the mark on the verge of killing her and disbelief so stark in her once-loving eyes, he still gives her that part of himself, still true after years apart.

Even in the world that is – the world where they can never be, he knows that, but something still makes him give in, a moment of weakness but it’s all it takes – he gives her so much of himself. He might hold a lot of things back (the truth about who he is and all that entails), but Fen’Harel and misguided sense of duty aside, Solas gives Lavellan a lot of himself. We are running out of time, he says, and kisses her with everything he has left to give. Which leads me to believe that in the event of a courtship, he would be an exceptionally giving lover. And there are different ways to express love by giving, and I think he’d show it first and foremost by giving her his time, and his attention. In the world that is, Solas says to Lavellan that she’s the first thing to draw his attention from the Fade. In another world there’d be nothing for her to compete with, but she’d still feel the significance of the gesture. And even with immortality and all the time in the world on their hands, the time given wouldn’t mean any less, even if he could give decades just to getting to know every single freckle on her shoulders, where a mortal life would only allow for a brief second of that time.

In another world, he would court her by spending time with her – getting to know every aspect of her person, and learning the things that make her breath hitch with delight; that makes laughter burst from her nose. Time to hear the stories she has to tell, committing the cadence of her voice to memory, until he knows it as well as his own. And when she speaks he’ll listen, the same rapture shown by a lover in his discovery of silken skin given to every sound that spills from her mouth.

He’d give her himself, and all that follows. Every secret kept, every dark and terrible thought. But most of all, the good things – the true depth of his unbridled laughter, and his smiles, unapologetic and carefree things.

But oh, frilly cakes too, definitely. Sweet and tart, because these are things he loves, and when he gives of himself, he gives everything. And poetry – iambic pentameter and a prose to put Shakespeare to shame. A century to capture a single phrase of her being in writing, but when given the choice he’d rather show her than read it out loud; would etch every word on her skin with immeasurable patience, and start over with every laugh lured from her chest, and every twitch of her ticklish skin.

In another world, they’re not running out of time, but he’d still treat her as though they are; every second a precious gift, given and received.