little red riding wolf, jason schneiderman / swallowtail, brenna twohy / sharp objects, gillian flynn / the wolf’s bride, aino kallas / black widow: the name of the rose, marjorie liu / sylvia plath
‘nfwmb’ by hozier except he’s a siren singing out to you beyond the crashing waves in the dead of night, drawing you in until you eventually dive underwater and dissolve into the ocean. (headphones recommended) (youtube)
Details, version II : The Dying Gladiator, 1799, by Pierre Julien. (Which is a statue, if you didn’t notice, and that would be easy to understand why.)
ANTHONY MACKIE and SEBASTIAN STAN in The Falcon and The Winter Soldier
“I remember the minute when I knew for sure.”
— Sylvia Plath, from The Collected Poems; “3 Women,”
underrated harry potter scenes: [11/14]
His hand closed automatically around the fake Horcrux, but in spite of everything, in spite of the dark and twisting path he saw stretching ahead for himself, in spite of the final meeting with Voldemort he knew must come, whether in a month, in a year, or in ten, he felt his heart lift at the thought that there was still one last golden day of peace left to enjoy with Ron and Hermione.
Jennifer Willough, from “The Sun Is Still A Part Of Me”, Beautiful Zero: Poems
Edith Head’s original sketches vs. final designs for Audrey Hepburn — in Roman Holiday (1953), Sabrina (1954), & Breakfast at Tiffany’s (1961)
Marina Tsvetaeva, tr. by Ilya Kaminsky, from “To Kiss a Forehead.”
I think the most radical thing we can do is to be ourselves in the confines and constructs we exist in — even if it’s dangerous — and not only be that, but embrace ourselves and teach others to embrace us as well.
“A taste of you slipped into me like moonlight in a locked church.”
