baker's joy

“I’m always afraid that the public will scorn songs about happiness out of a disbelief that it is genuine.” — Julien Baker on learning to articulate joy in her music.

Things that are inspiring her right now:

The novel Gilead by Marilyn Robison (a recommendation from the ever-wise Lucy Dacus).

The poetry of Beyza Ozer, a poet recommended by Morgan Martinez, editor of Hooligan Mag (an inspiring person in her own right).

The art of Kazuo Shiraga.

The bands PWR BTTM and Camp Cope; their music, their social commentary, their unapologetic commitment to change through art, honestly just them as people, all of it.

The paintings and zines of Ariel Baldwin, great pal/Memphis-native/Chicago-resident, makes some really provocative and powerful art about healing.

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am I the only one thinking Wallace was just possibly crushing on Ben this entire time? but he was so nervous, the more he liked Ben, the more he thought he was just projecting and reading into Ben’s words/actions, and also the more scared he got of making a fool of himself/ ruining everything forever?

like, maybe Wallace’s obliviousness is him just not being able to believe Ben could like him back?

because just look at him

The Impossible Duet - Request

Requested by anon:  Can you do a Sherlock imagine where the reader plays the viola.

Pairing: Sherlock x reader

Word count: 1,294

Warnings: None.

A/N: I got so excited while writing this, omg.

Enjoy!

Originally posted by violincameos

A mellifluous noise invaded the whole Baker Street, cheering the passer-by’s day as the sound of it got to their ears. It was coming out from that coarse flat at 221B, and even when the neighbours were used to Sherlock’s afternoon playing, they got surprised by the different vibe that melody had.

It was obvious it wasn’t Sherlock playing.

To anyone with a trained ear and basic knowledge on musical instruments, it would’ve been obvious that the source of the sound wasn’t coming from Sherlock’s violin, but rather from a viola that belonged to the mysterious woman behind the yellow curtains.

Mysterious until then, at least. The whole street gathered under the open window as the silhouette of a delicate being waltzed around gracefully as it played. If she hadn’t been so nubivagant in that moment, she would’ve noticed the cheers, and the applause as well as the chit-chat the old ladies held about her.

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Two bakers making and selling great bread. This is what it’s all about.

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Peyton: “Do you ever past it Brooke? High School, Basketball…the all Popularity drama”

Season 1, Episode 2: “The Places You’ve Come to Fear The Most”

Song: “She’s Got It So Phat” by Bosshouse