Luciérnaga

[aglionbyacademia]

I miss bluesey

[deklo]

TDT blue/noah kiss 💔

[kidovna]

‘They stepped into Adam's room; they made it no farther. In the dark, they tangled in each other for several minutes, and finally broke off when stubble had made lips sore.’

- call down the hawk

[luciernaga55]

[astal-art]

Two gods in this church… 

[kidciitrix]

drew blue again for an art project for school 🍂

[jacobvanloon]

Eutrophos II

Watercolor on paper, 6.5x8.25”

2024

[pepp-love]

Raven meeting

Some close-ups:

[gnnosis]

“i’m trapped.”

[ dead poets society (1989) / chapter viii, chen chen / young royals 2x04 / the raven boys, maggie stiefvater / “rocks in my shoes” (unreleased), noah kahan / ted lasso 3x11 / welcome to nightvale, joseph fink & jeffrey cranor / “homesick,” noah kahan ]

[gardenvarietyhuman]

💥🙌👏

[ineffablebookgirl]

Well shit, Henry Jenkins, out here in 1997 dropping truth bombs

[addressmysol]

Oh hey I need this for a research paper I'm writing, thank you!

[angstbotfic]

i mean he had been out here since 1988 dropping such bombs:

"'fandom' is a vehicle of marginalized subcultural groups (women, the young, gays, etc.) to pry open space for their cultural concerns within dominant representations; it is a way of appropriating media texts and rereading them in a way that serves different interests, a way of transforming mass culture into a popular culture"

Jenkins, Henry. “Star Trek Rerun, Reread, Rewritten: Fan Writing as Textual Poaching.” Critical Studies in Mass Communication 5, no. 2 (1988): 85–107. https://doi.org/10.1080/15295038809366691.  

there are even some earlier works in fan studies but that’s what i have ready to hand. 

[neil-gaiman]

Henry's been amazing for a long time.

[luneillusoire]

As Blue sat shivering on the stone wall, she reasoned that at least, at the very least, it wasn’t raining this year.

Tonight was a night.

[wherethehellisronan]

blue and her raven boys

[galaxyspeaking]

“Adam finally sat down on one of the pews. Laying his cheek against the smooth back of it, he looked at Ronan. Strangely enough, Ronan belonged here, too, just as he had at the Barns.

This noisy, lush religion had created him just as much as his father's world of dreams; it seemed impossible for all of Ronan to exist in one person. Adam was beginning to realize that he hadn't known Ronan at all. Or rather, he had known part of him and assumed it was all of him. The scent of Cabeswater, all trees after rain, drifted past Adam, and he realized that while he'd been looking at Ronan, Ronan had been looking at him.”

[galaxyspeaking]

When Adam kissed him, it was every mile Ronan had ever gone over the speed limit.

[galaxyspeaking]

Inside, they pretended they would dream, but they did not.

[galaxyspeaking]

Be careful, Seaweed Brain.

[searchingforglendowerwithleah]

👀