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the tumblr app is literally falling apart

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“She had told me that she hated to be alone, and I came to notice that she rarely was. She attracted people to her; she had presence, an uncommon magnetism. Documenting her effect on her habitat, a naturalist would likely have compared her to a lioness: sleek, and invariably surrounded by her pride.”

—Mohsin Hamid, The Reluctant Fundamentalist

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Danez Smith, from "summer, somewhere"

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alright i’m thinking the new muse is going to be nathan (also goes by nate) hong (johnny suh fc oh of course) & he’s an olympic level swimmer. people think he’s pretty intimidating to talk to and a very dry sense of humor so you never really know if he’s joking with you or serious. (cue kelly from the office: the most complicated man that iI've ever met. i mean, who says exactly what they're thinking? what kind of game is that? ) & another quote for nathan would be: i’ll fuck you eventually relax just let me be funny first) 🙌🙌

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ME MANIFESTING THAT EVERYONE WHO SEE THIS POST GETS WHAT THEY WANT.

(Masterlists)

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certainly, perceiving luca as a husband, let alone a commendable one, would be quite a challenge. wasn't he a remarkably intricate individual? a martyr for all things tender, he'd willingly rip open his chest to unveil his still-beating heart, offering it delicately to his beloved. this complex boy, ready to snatch the sun from the sky if his love but wished it, was a firm disbeliever in the institution of marriage. two souls bound by the laws of man, sealed with inked pens, crossed t's, and dotted i's in the eyes of both god and a rigid institution. how could anyone perceive it as anything other than the inhumane and devoid-of-true-love arrangement it truly was? the concept of a soulmate, the perfect "one" shaped by the answers to prayers uttered on bruised knees in the dark of night, couldn't be further from reality. no individual could possibly fulfill every desire or unveil the lessons hidden in the blind spots of your awareness! it simply wasn't fair. however, if anything, luca corberó was a dreamer, and nothing proved more captivating than when others indulged in his imaginative games like trent had so willingly joined. their hands on his frame felt like hot wax, like even when they were gone, the mark of them would stain his skin forever.

"let you?" the boy echoed, a laughter of amusement resonating in trent's ears, momentarily drowning out the music. how could he be so cautious? had luca not taught him anything? brown eyes shamelessly descended to the other's lips, angling his chin toward them, a playful smile adorning his own. his thumb teasingly brushed against the skin, daring him to bridge the gap, to seize what he desired and make it his own before returning to the depths of trent's eyes. "if i kept waiting for the things you're too afraid to do to simply fall into your lap, all i'd end up with is an excessively prolonged and sedentary existence, mi amor."

The moment envelops him, every beat of the song sears into his brain and he knows it will linger long after the night ends, echoing back to him when he eventually finds his bed, and he'll let his body drift back to this very moment, the same way a long day of boating mistakes the mattress for something still bobbing on the waves. Though, Trent doesn't want to be alone tonight. He wonders what's the odds are of getting Luca to come home with him. Something about the song, the quickening cadence and beat drops makes it seem like a clutch game, like everything's on the line. Or maybe that's just how he gets when he's dancing, engulfed in the moment and the million moments after.

Trent's hands drop to his waist, likes the way he feels in his grip, likes more that he could handle him with ease, push him away or force him close, like the most that he wouldn't do any of that because he's bound to Luca in a way that makes him marble, statue, hero, sun, etc. Thinks he might be the greatest thing alive. Still, his fingers press into the divots under his hipbone, the fleshy part of him that's soft and human. "That's all I gotta do?" He asks softly, lips curved into a smile grazing against the shell of his ear. It doesn't stop Luca's voice from keeping his heart in a vice-like grip. But the deal's good, almost too good, Trent would like it, he thinks, to be on his knees for him.

"Then you'll let me put a ring on it?" He goes on, mind lit with the fantasy. He's always wanted to be married, but he doesn't really know where it comes from. The men that fathered him, for lack of a better term, the rodeo clowns and traveling con artists, talked so mean about their wives, but they would never leave them and vice-versa. There was so much love in being stuck with someone. Trent wants Luca to stick with him, to him, pulls him closer even though there's no space to close between them. "I could take you somewhere real nice for our honeymoon." They both know he couldn't take Luca anywhere he hasn't already been, but Trent's just about confident enough that he thinks going somewhere together will make it new.

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hendery & johnny // 'golden age' mv behind the scene

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me?? screaming … alas what is new

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Le Baiser / The Kiss

Jean-Honoré Fragonard

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La Pureté by Paul Gervais (1859-1944), oil on canvas, Le Capitole de Toulouse, Plafond de la Salle Gervais

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do yall blame me for seeing this dabin and falling in love right away ;_;

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no one supports you like an internet friend you never met

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╰  𝖽𝗉𝗋 𝗅𝗂𝗏𝖾 𝗀𝗂𝖿 𝗂𝖼𝗈𝗇𝗌  ╯

      follow  the  source  link  for   156   gif  icons  of  HONG DABIN  in  75px.  every  gif  was  made  from  scratch  by  me  and  while  i  encourage  editing  for  personal  use,   do  not  claim  any  as  your  own.  please   reblog  if  this  helped  you.

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in case you want an update on where i am in life: i am in love with ateez, thank you

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alright i think i have finally decided on hanbin for dean’s fc!!! 🫡🫡 let’s hope it sticks lol

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Happy Trans Day of Visibility 🏳️‍⚧️

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- Shirley Jackson, We Have Always Lived in the Castle