of all the stars, the fairest

evette ; she was half human, half universe.

[andhetakesandhetakesandhetakes]

Ugly, Bitter, and True by Suzanne Rivecca

[offerande-deactivated20181113]

“Her voice was like old red velvet.”

— Nigel Nicolson, on Virginia Woolf, quoted in Recollections of Virginia Woolf (via proselesbian)

[katharinehxpburn]

Stealing Stephen Sondheim’s plant for the aesthetic. 1991.

[katharinehxpburn]

Here she is in action:

[bookshavepores]

John Keats’ letter to Fanny Brawne, June 1820.

“Upon my soul I have loved you to the extreme. I wish you could know the Tenderness with which I continually brood over your different aspects of countenance, action and dress. I see you come down in the morning: I see you meet me at the Window–I see every thing over again eternally that I ever have seen. If I get on the pleasant clue I live in a sort of happy misery, if on the unpleasant ’tis miserable misery(…) If I am destined to be happy with you here–how short is the longest Life–I wish to believe in immortality–I wish to live with you for ever(…) Let me be but certain that you are mine heart and soul, and I could die more happily than I could otherwise live.”

John Keats Collection, 1814-1891; MS Keats 1, Letters by John Keats. Houghton Library, Harvard University, Cambridge, Mass.

[thetattedstoner]

Have you ever been too nice and ended up in a situation that could’ve been avoided if you just would’ve been an ass hole??

[kim-jisoo]

TOM HOLLAND AND ZENDAYA in Spider-Man: Far From Home (2019) dir. Jon Watts

[swamp-roo-deactivated20230128]

how the fuck do people just stay motivated their entire lives? what drives you? I got out of bed once and i’ve been exhausted ever since.

[hamotzi]

hm! poms!

[rohie-deactivated20191102]

“Years ago a friend of mine had a dream about a strange invention; a staircase you could descend deep underground, in which you heard recordings of all the things anyone had ever said about you, both good and bad. The catch was, you had to pass through all the worst things people had said before you could get to the highest compliments at the very bottom. There is no way I would ever make it more than two and a half steps down such a staircase, but I understand its terrible logic: if we want the rewards of being loved we have to submit to the mortifying ordeal of being known.”

— I Know What You Think of Me, Tim Kreider for the New York Times

[lovefulls]

Metamorphoses — Mary Zimmerman

[heartshop]

Richard Siken

[yoko-goto]

Reblog if you think a woman can be complete without children

[kneeremover69]

I never hit reblog so fast

[lloerwyn-deactivated20201104]

Medieval Things We Should Bring Back

- wearing robes with ridiculous sleeves

- wearing two fancy hats at once

- communal bread ovens

- just more land being communal in general

- making all of our books beautiful

- writing songs for the lute

- putting wild men into our architecture

- gothic buildings

[soracities]

“Medusa lost her beauty—or rather, it was taken from her. Beauty is always something you can lose. Women’s beauty is seen as something separate from us, something we owe but never own: We are its stewards, not its beneficiaries. We tend it like a garden where we do not live. Oh, but ugliness—ugliness is always yours. Almost everyone has some innate kernel of grotesquerie; even fashion models (I’ve heard) tend to look a bit strange and froggish in person, having been gifted with naturally level faces that pool light luminously instead of breaking it into shards. And everyone has the ability to mine their ugliness, to emphasize and magnify it, to distort even those parts of themselves that fall within acceptable bounds. Where beauty is narrow and constrained, ugliness is an entire galaxy, a myriad of sparkling paths that lurch crazily away from the ideal. There are so few ways to look perfect, but there are thousands of ways to look monstrous, surprising, upsetting, outlandish, or odd. Thousands of stories to tell in dozens of languages: the languages of strong features or weak chins, the languages of garish makeup and weird haircuts and startling clothes, fat and bony and hairy languages, the languages of any kind of beauty that’s not white. Nose languages, eyebrow languages, piercing and tattoo languages, languages of blemish and birthmark and scar. When you give up trying to declare yourself acceptable, there are so many new things to say.”

— What If We Cultivated Our Ugliness? Jess Zimmerman (via kuanios)

[dellaray-deactivated20251231]

Good ole Remus Lupin~

[theysaidtheseathogwartsprobably]

George Weasley: *puts salt in tea*

Luna Lovegood: *sips tea*

George Weasley:

Luna Lovegood: *finishes tea*

George Weasley: …Didn’t the tea taste bitter?

Luna Lovegood: It did…but I didn’t want to hurt your feelings, so I drank it all.

George Weasley, tearing up: Okay.

[howlsmovingdesk]

any anime recommendations? 🍂