Did You Hear About Ray? That He's Dead? Yeah.

i am consumed with poetry, i am devoured by literature.

literature in furs. — july, 2024.

baotuquan趵突泉, jinan济南, shandong province in china by 凡不烦

i love a “i know you're sleeping but” text

𝙹𝚞𝚕𝚢 𝟸𝟿, 𝟷𝟿𝟷𝟺 𝚃𝚑𝚎 𝙳𝚒𝚊𝚛𝚒𝚎𝚜 𝙾𝚏 𝙵𝚛𝚊𝚗𝚣 𝙺𝚊𝚏𝚔𝚊, 𝟷𝟿𝟷𝟺-𝟷𝟿𝟸𝟹

[ID: Began things that went wrong. But I will not give up in spite of insomnia, headaches, a general incapacity. END ID]

on sisterhood

black widow (2021) // holly humberstone, deep end // fleabag (2016) // lin-manuel miranda, the reynolds pamphlet (hamilton) // little women (2019) // maisie peters, brooklyn // the hunger games: catching fire (2013) // dotan, home

LISA FRANKENSTEIN (2024) dir. Zelda Williams

kristi yamaguchi & her oldest daughter keara, 2008.

Friday nights

300 words of fluff for @middlingmay and @hogans-heroes 💕

gif by @violaobanion

Gale wakes up on John's couch with a crick in his neck and the weight of a long week dragging down his eyelids. He yawns and sits up. The blanket John must have draped over him bunches up in his lap. It's Friday night, the weekend a pleasant promise ahead. John's flat is warm and dark, with only the football game that put Gale to sleep and a soft light in the kitchen breaking the monochrome. 

Gale pushes himself up from the cushions and shuffles towards the light. He finds John standing by the counter, green leaves in his hand, cheeks bulging, eyes blank. When he spots Gale, he freezes in the middle of his content chewing and stares as if caught.

“What are you doing?” Gale squints at him, rubbing at his aching neck.

John resumes his munching. “Eating.”

“Raw cabbage?” Gale mumbles. He craves cold sparkling water, so he makes a beeline for the fridge, hoping to find some. “Did you wash it at least?”

The sounds of John's chewing pause, then start again. Gale chuckles and opens the fridge. There it is, his mineral water, unopened - and next to it, empty space. Save for a few jars with contents of questionable expiration dates, there's nothing inside.

“I see.” Gale huffs a laugh again as he takes his bottle and closes the door. The cabbage makes much more sense now.

He hears footsteps behind him, then large palms slide around his waist. “I was too tired to buy groceries.”

Not too tired to make Gale come untouched though. Gale decides not to mention that. “Why didn’t you order a pizza?”

John nuzzles into the crook of Gale's neck with a soft sigh. “Didn’t wanna wake you by opening the front door.”

Smiling, Gale shakes his head and leans back into John's embrace. 

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An Affair to Remember (1957) — dir. Leo McCarey