fic stuff

NSFW. If you think you know me IRL, don't contact me.

[crochethub]

Finished this gorgeous tapestry after months of working on it! by Emotional-Grape-3304

[lakevida]

already gay but i get so gregarious off that tequila

[giveherswords]

On Our Backs, Winter 1988.

[haughtyraban]

sometimes u go to a ship’s ao3 page and the top 10 fics are like “what if these guys were 2 completely different guys but had the same actors’ faces and character names”

[lissa]

[flightspathfic]

if I knew more about hockey it’d be over for you hoes

[elwenyere]

"Ultimately what kills me about Heated Rivalry is not just its dazzling, galvanic love story, nor its commitment to both narrative and erotic caretaking, but how it makes me feel about the not [yet] here of Melville’s imaginaries. I recently talked about the show and the novel with Rachel O’Connell, a literature scholar and new friend. She cracked open what I’ve been scrabbling at in my HR/MD monomania: the literary genre of contemporary MM romance provides one structural realization of an imagined world that Melville was trying to write into being in Moby-Dick. The messy, unfinished architecture of the novel cannot, as Ishmael confesses, 'be here, and at once, perfected.'

And not just in the novel: After all, Melville had asked Nathaniel Hawthorne to his cottage. In 1851, while composing Moby-Dick, he wrote Hawthorne a series of letters as heated by mid-19th-century standards as any scene in Heated Rivalry. In inviting his own possible situationship to come to his home—in his first known letter to Hawthorne—Melville, like a doped-up, concussed Shane, affects a lightness that doesn’t disguise its own feverishness: 'I am not to be charmed out of my promised pleasure […]. Your bed is already made, & the wood marked for your fire. […] I keep the word ‘Welcome’ all the time in my mouth, so as to be ready on the instant when you cross the threshold.' This 'welcome,' pleasurably effervescent on the tongue but freighted with the unsaid, is Melville’s version of the Canada Dry ginger ale and Coca-Cola that Ilya and Shane stock for each other."

“Heated Rivalry” Is the “Moby-Dick” of Canadian Gay Hockey Shows - Public Books

The literary genre of contemporary MM romance realizes an imagined world that Melville was trying to write into being.

[flightspathfic]

@or-dhuilleag please pick up the phone

[kaylmao]

idk i would personally rather give up access to certain products seasonally or locally than have people enslaved to give me the ability to have any product any place any time. i think i can go without tomatoes in january.

[flightspathfic]

i do get to have gross sex tn though like at least there's that

[flightspathfic]

moving at the end of this month and the stress dreams are going crazy crazy

[flightspathfic]

the eye twitch from summer ‘22 is back babeyyy

[vampirefabio]

what kind of vacationer are you?

sightseeing—landmarks

sightseeing—museums

sightseeing—hiking

swimming

scuba/snorkeling

boating

shopping

im just here for the food

im not leaving my hotel

Voting ended onJul 19

yes yes ideally you’ll do multiple, but if you have to choose one.

[wovi]

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barthes

[flightspathfic]

moving at the end of this month and the stress dreams are going crazy crazy

[pwlanier]

Incredible original design quilt by Carl Klewicke, American ca. 1907 Courtesy of American Folk Art Museum digital archives.

[dughole]

i wish he would come down from heaven & kill every instagram fitness liquid diet ozempic green juice low calorie food blogger

[urie]

i haven't seen anything about this on my dashboard, so i wanted to share. ICE gestapo killed another human being on tuesday. he leaves behind three sons and his wife, who he has spent the last 35 years building a life with

there is a gofundme supported by the league of united latin american citizens set up to help with funeral costs, legal fees, and supporting his family moving forward.

please give if you can and share if you can't

[correctopinionhaver]

"everything passes"

[nobrashfestivity]

Marcel Marien, Courtesan at Rest, 1968