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ayoooo blog revamp

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vacation is cancelled i love that for me

[menheim-deactivated20250731]

Milo Manheim 🤍

Photographed by Megan Clark (2025)

[offarawaysnfuturedays-inmydreams]

NEXT TO NORMAL PROSHOT + heart-wrenching moments Wyndham's Theatre (September 2024)

[sailforalittle]

jack wolfe as gabe goodman in next to normal

[seidenbros]

You have no idea how happy it makes me that this little detail is in the pro shot

[theheroheart]

I am what you want me to be And I'm your worst fear, you'll find it in me I am flame and I am fire I am destruction, decay, and desire

Jack Wolfe in Next To Normal (2025)

[rowan-on-the-moon]

so uh. how about that blocking in the next to normal proshot

[heartsburned]

for a while, it’s darkness.

gabe knows what this is. he’s stuck in the same clothes, in the body of an adult he never stood a chance in learning how to be. he doesn’t recognize this kitchen, but something draws him in anyway. leaving the light off, he hops up on top of the counter, hugging his knees to his chest. and yeah, he’s praying someone comes. maybe his mom. his sister. his dad….his dad, whose last interaction will haunt him dead? he thinks.

he turns his head a little at the faint rustle behind him. a little voice tells him to go, but he stays rooted.

“…hi.” // @lovefms

[lovefms]

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a  week  didn’t  sound  like  a  long  time—on  paper,  at  least.  but  when  you’d  grown  used  to  someone’s  breath  beside  you  every  morning,  their  sleepy  mumbling  before  bed,  the  gentle  knock  of  knees  beneath  the  table  during  breakfast,  seven  days  could  stretch  out  like  a  fucking  eternity.  it  wasn’t  just  the  cuddles  or  the  kisses,  though  those  were  admittedly  the  bits  micah  missed  most.  it  was  alex's  constant  presence.  being  states  apart  always  left  micah  feeling  oddly  empty.  maybe  that  was  dramatic,  but  micah  had  never  been  very  good  at  being  casual  about  alex.  so  as  soon  as  he  heard  the  door  opening,  micah  was  instantly  rushing  up  to  welcome  him  home.  he  stretched  both  arms  out  wide,  exaggeratedly  giving  himself  a  once-over—patted  his  thighs,  his  ribs,  lifted  one  foot  and  then  the  other,  as  if  he  were  checking  for  damage.  “seems  like  he  did,”  he  said  with  a  grin.  micah  didn’t  waste  another  second.  he  wrapped  him  up  in  a  hug  that  was  far  too  tight,  burying  his  nose  into  the  crook  of  his  neck.  “yeah.  fuck,”  he  murmured,  lips  brushing  the  side  of  his  jaw.  “i  missed  you,  baby.  i  really  don’t  think  i  can  do  more  than  a  week  again.  next  time,  i'm  making  you  hide  inside  my  suitcase.”

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“hide in your suitcase? challenge accepted.” alex nuzzled his face into micah’s shoulder, fingers clinging to the fabric of his shirt. he smelled faintly of traveling, but still very much the same. five years later and alex knew now just as he had then that they’d found soulmates in eachother. he’d known it almost from the moment the pandemic hit, which was crazy to think about. “everyone says reunion sex is the best part, but i don’t care as much about that. i just like having you closer.” he pulled back, unable to stop the grin from spreading. “anyone hit on you while you were gone? did you get names? i don’t fight, but i will.” with a happy little hum, he bumped their noses together. “welcome home, my love. i won’t ask for presents. already got the best one.” with a wink, he pulled micah into the kitchen. “you hungry?”

[lovefms]

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“no,  not  at  all.  this  is  great,  actually—i  just  love  spending  my  thursday  afternoons  trapped  in  a  metal  coffin  with  someone.  real  bucket  list  shit.”  rafael  wasn’t  trying  to  be  rude—just…  he  wasn’t  built  for  tight  spaces  with  strangers.  or  for  the  way  his  phone  screen  now  mocked  him  with  the  single  bar  of  signal.  he  slid  it  back  into  his  pocket,  before  sighing  and  leaning  his  head  back  against  the  cold  steel.  “but  nah,  i  don’t  have  anywhere  to  be,”  he  added  after  a  beat.  “unless  you  count  a  half-done  tiger  tattoo  i  was  working  on.  kinda  hoping  the  guy  gets  bored  and  leaves  before  we’re  rescued.  i  hated  his  attitude.”

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“i think you mean giant metal death trap. uh—same thing.” luke pursed his lips, leaning back and tapping his head against the wall once, twice, even three times. what good would that do? “there’s, like, 900,000 of these stupid things, and this is the one that’s not working.” 900,000 was a *very* specific number. luke didn’t even realize he’d said it until it caught up to him, but he was already hanging on the very handsome stranger’s next words. “you’re a tattoo artist? i have plenty, they’re hidden under these sleeves. dare me to strip, though, and i might force you to take me on a date or something.”

[heartsburned]

honestly, no, cliches weren't luke's favorite thing. he'd tolerate them, of course, but when people started bragging about how they'd truly found the love of their life in a twist of fate? that was when he'd sort of zone out. so when he's stuck in an elevator that starts to whine and groan, it feels a little bit like karmic retribution. luke doesn't panic--not yet--but he's at least a little grateful he's not alone in this circumstance. "hope you don't have any place to be." he quips, tapping his phone against the elevator wall and wincing at his lame attempt at a joke. / @lovebrewed

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"i'm so in need of self care that I briefly considered reserving one of the smashed avocado packages for a facial when it is, in fact, one of the most popular burrito add-on's. not for the first time, by the way." chase makes his way to the couch, immediately flopping his gangly body upside down and fixing his attention to the random squishy ball in his left hand. "so, yeah, I left someone else in charge. i'll deal with the consequences later." he fake tosses the ball, a grin spreading across his face. "guess that makes you a coping mechanism." / @lovebrewed

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it's been the longest week, and alex is sure he's been insufferable. for every time he's complained to leo in confidence about how much he's missed his husband, leo has exposed him to their entire group chat. and, look, alex isn't ashamed--he's long past that, considering how long he and micah have been present in eachother's lives. but he's ready for the much needed out of office time they've both set aside for the rest of the week. once the door to their apartment is unlocked, alex gives his keys a little jingle to signal his return home. he hadn't been able to pick micah up from the airport due to a high stakes client swooping in last minute at the studio. alex knew he owed adam a big favor, just wasn't sure what that'd end up being. "personally, i'm not above making it a rule that we shouldn't go longer than a week without seeing eachother. adam get you home in one piece?" / @lovebrewed

[stevenrogered]

can we also talk about how this was an absolutely insane thing to have them say

[freeuseshanehollander]

But we still got each other, which means we're gonna be okay.

[joshuaballsett]