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travis scott in the odyssey voice (pounding hockey stick on the ground 4 times) A Face..... A League ......... A Team....... A Man...... A Cup........ A Trip.......
(theodore roosevelt in the odyssey voice) a man... a plan.... a canal... panama....
there needs to be a kneeling knight emoji
In fine clear June days, the bloom of these mountains is beyond expression delightful. Last visiting these heights ere she vanishes, Spring, like the sunset, flings her sweetest charms upon them. Each tuft of upland grass is musked like a bouquet with perfume. The balmy breeze swings to and fro like a censer. On one side the eye follows for the space of an eagle’s flight, the serpentine mountain chains, southward from the great purple dome of Taconic—the St. Peter’s of these hills—northwards to the twin summits of Saddleback, which is the two-steepled natural cathedral of Berkshire; while low down to the west the Housatonic winds on in her watery labyrinth, through charming meadows basking in the reflected rays from the hill-sides.
from Pierre, Herman Melville (view from his writing desk toward Mt. Greylock pictured above)
Always an angelfish never a cod
@shanehollandergirl
when they are talking about grendel being cain born they are talking about marly’s one night stand with grendel’s mom. he stands by that she was a milf.
everyone pour out libations for the good fortune of @flightspathfic upon moving day // shew unto us six faceless images @whatimages @glorpus @facelessoldgargoyle
holy shit i love grieving things before they’re gone
Crazy how it's always the summer of 1851, this is like the fourth one I've lived through in a row
My revered patron momas thomwell @thomasmomwell tagged me over a month ago in a current reading post and well lads I'm reading moby dick again so no huge updates there. I hadn't read the back half in a couple years and i am re-encountering chapters like unto the first time. Uhh. It's good did anyone know this??
I also FINALLY executed my long-planned melville pilgrimage extravaganza day, including hiking monument mountain, visiting the berkshire athanaeum where they keep all the books they won't give me, and touring Arrowhead. Sensational!
it is actually so important to me to be alone at my house
Hhhgghhh I just found a bunch of historic photos of my town in the early 1900s and my god the streets were lined with mature elms...
my actual roman empire is the elm trees that once lined the main streets of new england towns, pour one out for the ulmus homies
Hhhgghhh I just found a bunch of historic photos of my town in the early 1900s and my god the streets were lined with mature elms...
I've been writing a fanfic for a while but I started rereading moby dick recently and upon rereading my fic u can tell exactly when I did
yeah ok bro
au where Shane and Ilya live in chicago and share a train stop but are always on opposite sides like in the movie LOL. but they don't know each other and it's just told from their different perspectives noticing one another. like maybe one day there's something crazy happening and they happen to make eye contact across the tracks and share a secret smile of understanding. and Shane is immediately down bad (as is Ilya ofc), so now he’s imagining scenarios where the hot guy from his train stop finally comes to sweep him off his feet. until one day Ilya shows up on Shane's side drunk and begging to fuck him, which isn’t exactly how Shane imagined it going…. but he’s obviously not gonna say no
i just can’t stop thinking about the yearning a fic like this would allow…. especially if they both are out and okay with their sexualities and just let themselves get caught up in the fantasy. and then it comes true!!!! god
Initially said Doctor Shanevago but actually this is so intensely Brief Shanecounter. Either way as I somehow have said before, David Lean's Heated Rivalry
Girls just wanna have fun
To clarify my previous tags, I truly wish "the boys from syacuse" were real but unfortunately it is a collective delusion perpetrated on my family by my mother. It would be so goooood