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Stranger Things

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JBB: An Artblog!
Alisa U Zemlji Chuda

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Today's Document
"I'm Dorothy Gale from Kansas"
PUT YOUR BEARD IN MY MOUTH
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Xuebing Du
Misplaced Lens Cap
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SHANE & ILYA + parallels
alex & henry + tropes
LNC: ALEX CLAREMONT-DIAZ (IN.SP) | Henry [x]
Firstprince hands have their own chemistry:
Red, White and Royal Blue directed by Matthew LĂłpez.
red, white & royal blue (2023) â–¶ sulky alex
Red, White, and Royal Blue: Favorite FirstPrince moments, part 3
“I think we should make love tonight.” RED, WHITE & ROYAL BLUE movie (2023)
#eyelashes p*rn
an appreciation post for alex's (/taylor's) dimples :)
Red White & Royal Blue | movie parallels
fucking eyelashes
"Henry's face should be illegal, the way it's turned up toward him, flushed and undone."
“When I was younger,” Henry says, “I had this very elaborate idea of taking somebody I loved here and standing inside the chapel, that he’d love it as much as I did, and we’d slow dance right in front of the Blessed Mother. Just a … daft pubescent fantasy.” Alex takes his hand, and Henry turns to face the chapel like a nervous postulant, his cheeks hollowed out in the low light, before pulling Alex into it. When they kiss, Alex can hear a half-remembered old proverb from catechism, mixed up between translations of the book: “Come, hijo mĂo, de la miel, porque es buena, and the honeycomb, sweet to thy taste.” He wonders what Santa Chiara would think of them, a lost David and Jonathan, turning slowly on the spot. He brings Henry’s hand to his mouth and kisses the little knob of his knuckle, the skin over the blue vein there, bloodlines, pulses, the old blood kept in perpetuity within these walls, and he thinks, Father, Son, and Holy Spirit, amen.