Exploring the others body but in a distinctly body horror way

you don't like mourning dove? hwoo hoo hoo hoo?

"Girl" is completely removed from the concept of Being Female in my mind at this point it's barely even connected to femininity girl is about the vibe. Girl is a mindset

do me a solid and just reblog this saying what time it is where you are and what you’re thinking about in the tags.

i cant stop thinking of the gif of the kiwi jumping around its so funny the way that thing moves like gravity doesn’t care about it it just prances wildly and freely it falls over but it doesn’t care it just keeps moving and having fun and just keeps hopping and the party never stops it’s legitimately one of my favorite pieces of media on the internet the joy it brings me is unbridled

look at it again

‘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)

sex and magic trans pride flag

Wale Ayinla, from “Portrait of a Boy with Grief”

moodboard for when your beloved mutual says something nice to you

funds for indigenous communities affected by the canada wildefires

i’ll update this as i find more fundraising initiatives and please free to share your own. reblogs with anything than sharing resources/mutual aid requests/fundraising opportunities get blocked. 

as much as i am a hannibal calling will “mylimas” (beloved) enjoyer, truly i don’t think he could stomach the words, allow the word to hang in the air, to be heard. hannibal has kept his home inside of him for so long that the door to the vault has been ironed shut. your mother tongue is a knife that eviscerates you, near cleaves you in half, and leaves you gasping out. the last person he spoke lithuanian to was mischa, and to ever use that tongue again seemed like sacrilege, seemed like he was spewing out a part of her that he should keep within himself. it seemed like he was losing her all over again.

#finally another hannibal does NOT speak lithuanian truther…#the language of your childhood is religion. it is holy. it is so tainted and stained and tarnished.#you can never let your tongue wrap around it without memory being forced upon you like the weight of the sky crushing atlas.#the language of home is a decaying house. you can never go back inside again. (via @petrowriting)

a language is a house!! the words betray him with the memories they are bound to, they conjure up a landscape where he can no longer safely go!!

everyone: this was badly written me, a simpleton: idk… i enjoyed it…

pioneering something called "gritted teeth optimism" where everything is gonna turn out okay even if i have to bite and claw and gnash my way through it

Everything's gonna be fine and it's not negotiable.

So many times ive embarassed myself in front of my mutuals yet so many times they choose not to block

just enamored with the possibility of will suddenly finding the will to live and swimming them to shore, after which chiyoh comes to collect an unconscious hannibal who’s in the process of developing sepsis, only for will to refuse to let go of hannibal and forcing chiyoh to either leave them on this beach to die or take them both. thus commencing the worst road-trip the world has ever seen

#why would you subject our girl chiyoh to the atrocity that is will graham #hannibal gets to ride in the passenger seat will gets put in the trunk (via @dilfmotif​)

maybe i want the tense silence that fills the car, neither chiyoh nor will talking on the way to the boat chiyoh had procured because they’re trained on hannibal’s erratic breathing, chiyoh stopping multiple times during the journey to check if he’s still alive because the sound of the engine drowned out his weak breaths. maybe i want chiyoh and hannibal to have half-bitten-off conversations in the midst of hannibal’s fever. maybe i want will to be near consumed alive by his unfounded jealousy that HE should be the one nursing hannibal back to health and getting into fights with chiyoh about it. chiyoh being resentful that hannibal didn’t die, that her self-imposed duty isn’t over, but also being frighteningly glad that at least she could do right by mischa in this way.