Write Because You Just Need To Write

fanfiction & poetry; previously javidblue

[aintweproudriff]

An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works

In case anyone is interested

[nanaulogics]

listen to fall out boy with meeeeeeeee

[havingapoemwithyou]

gastronomy by Jessica Poli

[houseofwolvcs]

fall out boy ● tiffany blews

[daydreamerdrew]

It’s All For U (If U Rlly Want It)

woven jacquard, glass seed beads and machine embroidery

59 x 85 1/2 in

2024

Waiting to Exhale

woven jacquard and glass seed beads

2022

Qualeasha Wood

[havingapoemwithyou]

poplar street by Chen Chen

[havingapoemwithyou]

grass moon by Matthew Dickman

[bonebais]

this is a drawing about how i love my cat

[taohun]

who’s up thinking about after the threesome they both take you home by sue hyon bae i’m thinking about after the threesome they both take you home by sue hyon bae

[taohun]

normal time. im having it

[kutyozh]

[text ID:

After the Threesome, They Both Take You Home Sue Hyon Bae

even though it’s so very late and they have to report to their jobs in a few hours, they both get in the car, one driving, one shotgun, you in the back like a child needing a drive to settle into sleep, even though one could drive and the other sleep, because they can’t sleep without each other, they’d rather drive you across the city rather than be apart for half an hour, the office buildings lit pointlessly beautiful for nobody expect you to admire their reflections in the water, the lovers too busy talking about tha colleague they don’t like, tomorrow’s dinner plans, how once they bought peaches on a road trip and ate and ate until they could taste it in each other’s poers, they get out of the car together to kiss you goodnight, you who have perfected the ghost goodbye, exiting gatherings noiselessly, leaving only a dahlia-scented perfume, your ribcage compressing to slide through doors ajar and untouched, yesterday you were a flash of white in a pigeon’s blinking eye, in the day few hours old you stand solid and full of other people’s love for each other spilling over, warm leftovers.

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[lovecrumbss]

James Baldwin talking about love

[wovi]

[bonebais]

this is a drawing about how i love my cat

[francisforever2014]

good bones by maggie smith saturday . give it up for good bones by maggie smith saturday

[arugulalover]

PRAYER FOR WEREWOLVES from We are Mermaids by Stephanie Burt

[isleofair]

Image text:

PRAYER FOR WEREWOLVES

Someone will probably love you for who you are.

   If not, you’ll still find friends,

friends who, given time, or given warning,

   will probably gather around you, hold your hands,

and wrap you in soft coats and blankets till the violence

   inside your body ends.

Someone will probably love you for who you are,

   not just for who you labor to be.

Maybe you’re lost in your skin today. Maybe you’re burning

   and wish you could tear it all off. Please don’t. You are variously

a marvel, an athlete, a wilderness, a source of warmth

   and a way to learn from fear.

When you have claws, your claws are yours, your ears

   bristle and are yours; your irises

are citrine, pure, and yours. They let you see

   through smog and pine thickets and into the future, where

you need no chains to feel secure,

   and someone will probably love you for who you are:

then you will know each other’s scents

   and nuzzle or lope together. But for

now, you have friends,

   who are not going anywhere. Please

stay here.

[The lines "Someone will probably love you for who you are, not just for who you labor to be." are highlighted in pink.]

[apocryphics]

[balkanrose]

by Alice White

[the-ghost-marquis-of-onysen]

[ID: a poem titled, "answering her question." it reads: "my sister taught me a parenting trick for when kids ask a difficult question like "is santa claus real?" or "what is sex?" simply ask, in earnest, "What do you think?" and listen. at the least, it buys you time. my daughter, three, in the car one evening, is silent. then asks, "mama, will i die?" i just drive. try to keep the car tethered to the earth. somehow the trick surfaces within me and i ask, "what do you think?" in the rearview mirror i see her smile looking out at the purple sky. she says "i think i will never die." i tell her "that's what i think, too." and i do, i do. end ID.]

[freakinggeekazoid]