This Stuff? Oh. Okay. I See. You Think This Has Nothing To Do With You. You Go To Your Closet And You

I want more. And I know I shouldn’t. / Forgive me. I feel it again. The pull the light. (insp.)

but we’re the greatest they’ll hang us in the Louvre

Not a request exactly but I was wondering, what are some of your top quotes / poems from this past year? Things that stuck with you, whether new or not; things that resonated deep inside you, that got you through another year?

Okay, so, it turns out that I actually have quite a few of these because I have read a lot more since I started this blog, so I'm just going to link a fuckton of poems and miscellanea that I liked enough to bookmark as I made webs and hope you like them too:

LET YOUR DAD DIE ENERGY DRINK by Daniel Lavery and Cecilia Corrigan, and it's follow up WIRE MOTHER ENERGY DRINK

I love all of @animauxing's gorgeous ACNH comics, but especially these two

Great Things Have Happened by Alden Nowlan

Crystal Wilkinson's article Praise Song for the Kitchen Ghosts

The lyrics to Hiding All Away by Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds

The full version of The Old Astronomer by Sarah Williams, which I had only ever read a single stanza from before this year

Obedience, or the Lying Tale by Jennifer Chang

Holly Warburton. Just... all of her artwork. All of it.

I knew about Ocean Vuong a while ago, and I knew he was good - really good - but I never quite comprehended how good until I read Prayer for the Newly Damned for the first time and immediately burst into tears

Betrayal by William Hathaway

The Death of Antinoüs by Mark Doty

Jared Singer's spoken word poem The Last Love Letter From an Entomologist (and a transcript for those like me who need to have something to read along with)

@billypotts's epiphany about love and personhood

acknowledgments by Danez Smith

Leila Chatti's poem about grief, What Willl Happen, which was the first thing in twelve years that let me forgive myself for the way I reacted to the death of a girl I knew when I was ten years old. If I had to pick a single thing I read that changed me in 2021, this would be it

Planning Ahead Can Make a Difference in the End by Aaron Freeman

Saturday's Child by Countee Cullen

Cavetown’s Boys Will Be Bugs, which will likely be the song of 2021 in my memory

Feel free to reblog or reply with your own favourites! I'd love to see them <3

― Sylvia Plath, The Unabridged Journals

The Unbearable Weight of Staying

by Warsan Shire

i don’t know when love became elusive what i know, is that no one i know has it my fathers arms around my mothers neck fruit too ripe to eat, a door half way open when your name is a just a hand i can never hold everything i have ever believed in, becomes magic. i think of lovers as trees, growing to and from one another searching for the same light, my mothers laughter in a dark room, a photograph greying under my touch, this is all i know how to do, carry loss around until i begin to resemble every bad memory, every terrible fear, every nightmare anyone has ever had. i ask did you ever love me? you say of course, of course so quickly that you sound like someone else i ask are you made of steel? are you made of iron? you cry on the phone, my stomach hurts i let you leave, i need someone who knows how to stay.

trying to go home...

unknown // margaret atwood // home, passenger // red house, morten schelde // unknown // family, to kill a king // clementine von radics // unknown // james baldwin // nice house, joywave // maya angelou // @/vewn // suzanne geary // the draw, bastille // chelsea dingman // motherless child, joywave // james baldwin // get home, bastille

fanfiction aesthetics ; when we were young by pontmercy44

Prompt from @lilithsaur: 

Lilith!Rey and Lucifer!kylo dancing around a bonfire, like in those old cartoons when spirits of the underworld gathered and danced some pagan dance around fire. They’re not together yet, even tho that little fact, the dancing turns intense and Rey ends up kissing Kylo before returning to her realm in hell, leaving him speechless, with black clawed fingertips hovering his lips when sunlight arrives.

I was given this amazing art to use as inspiration: x

I cannot express to you how sorry I am that this took so long.

mildly nsfw under the cut 

That there was light in the underworld which emanated from anything other than raging hellfire came as a surprise to many of its incoming inhabitants; but as they passed through the veil, even the very river they rowed along came alive with vibrant blues and pinks and oranges; the river of souls they would soon meet with in permanent communion. And beyond that were the lights of the sprawling, ancient cityscape, the bright flicker of lamps lit in windows of colored glass, set back into the ageless buildings of brimstone and obsidian. Sconces burning bright on soot blackened walls, candles flickering around shrines erected to ageless, nameless deities. Then there was the Sun, something that came as a shock to all newcomers; hell wasn’t a subterranean cavern, but a realm of existence, the Sun shone there like it did in the mortal plane, bright and brutal. 

Hell was truly a bright, vibrant place. But nothing shone so bright as this demoness. She was a thin, lithe woman who writhed to the beat of primal drums, surrounded by a posse of equally nubile, beautiful men and women, sweaty and panting, the sensuality of it all was undeniable. They swayed and swung as the beat rose and fell, steadied and accelerated. But this one, with golden skin and eyes more golden still, she surpassed them all. 

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