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maven calore you suck but i love you
the rest of my red queen books were supposed to get delivered today but the delivery guy never came :(
Me: My standards for male love interests in books are pretty high at the moment. I got to admit that.
Author: His hair was black. His eyes were blue and his smirk was really seductive.
Also me: That will do. Sir, weāre married now.
You know when Algernon says, āWhen I am in trouble, eating is the only thing that consoles me.ā? Yeah, fucking Mood.
oscar wilde describing dorian gray: a hyacinth in the bloom of youth; a narcissus enveloped by a spring dew so beautiful it would leave keats lost for words. holier than antinous to hadrian; you did not have to adore him to want to raise marble effigies in his honourā all you had to do was glance upon him. the blood on his hands is a second thought; the sunshine of his eyes never quite brings his sins to light.
mary shelley describing victor frankenstein: he thinks incredibly deeply but GOD this bitch sure does have a god delusion and a buncha twinks for someone who looks like ƶtzi
Victor Frankenstein, waking up from his nap after the experiment:
Straightsā¢ļø in the 1890s: when will we return to the olden ways of yonder? Oh the days of chastity and charity have been abandoned for wanton rendezvous!
Poets from āthe days of chastityā: Canto I:
so Iām sitting there, barbecue sauce on my tiddies
you ever think about how, like, frankenstein and the picture of dorian gray both feature like a main trinity of three men all linked together in a homoerotic (or at least more than friendly) way? in frankenstein, victor adores clerval, and walton adores victor- but while clerval reciprocates the affection, after his demise victor cannot bring himself to accept waltonās confession as he feels like he would be replacing clerval. on the other hand, in the picture of dorian gray, basil is the one who has unrequited love for dorianā meanwhile, dorian and lord henry have a distinctly unhealthy reciprocation of affection where dorian loves henry for his āadviceā and gifts, and henry fetishises dorianās innocence and how easy he is to manipulate (he compares it to playing him like a violin, a metaphor dorian also applies to sybil vane). the character parallels are strangely fitting: walton and basil are the sensitive and isolated unrequited lovers, whose object of affection is deeply afflicted by concealed sinsā dorian and clerval are obsessed with the pursuit of beauty and living life to the full, and are both seen as beautiful and gentle in their mannerisms. and i suppose lord henry and victor share some similarities, too- although victor is not a manipulator like lord henry is, they are both undoubtedly the ones at fault for the tragedies they participate in. lord henry uses the suicide of sybil vane to manipulate dorian, and in a sense causes the death of basil, his lifelong friend. through the monster, victor has the blood of william, justine, elizabeth and clerval on his hands. i donāt know, maybe iām trying too hard to find similaritiesā but i think itās interesting how both gothic novels orbit around a triad of men bound together by what is either hinted at, or intended as, relationships with a distinctly homoerotic nature.
people: you need to separate the art from the artist!!
lit students, on their way to a breakdown over writing about a long-dead author's life:
Paradise Lost, book four:
Gabriel, chilling on the Eastern wall of Eden.
Uriel: Yo.Ā
Gabriel:Ā Hi Uriel! Whatās up?
Uriel: A pretty angel came up to me just now, but he was SUPER suspicious, so I followed him. Heās bad news, better keep your eye out for him.
Gabriel, probably posing:Ā Good job spotting him, buddy! But never fear! Nothing will get past me!
Spoiler: Something got past him.
You expect me to think of Paradise Lost as a grave and serious text when itās filled to the brim with dumbasses and emo edgelords who collectively posses a single brain cell?
I of course appreciate the epic poetry of Paradise Lost, but I also feel like we should talk more about the part where Satan goes to gloat about the original sin to his followers and just as they are about to applaud, God turns them all into snakes, so that Satan thinks that they are hissing in disapproval and has an entire anxiety attack, which culminates in him also getting turned into a snake, expect that it doesnāt stick, because God was just messing with yaāll, good prank bro.Ā
also appreciate the fact that Milton took time in his epic to explain just how exactly it is that angels fuck.Ā
in Paradise Lost itās canon that Lucifer and his soon-to-be-Hellish forces invented canons.....like it is honest to god literary canon that, in the middle of what is typically conceptualized as a sort of swords-and-sorcery style fight, Lucifer invented a Big Gun
I love how Raphael - who was specifically chosen because heās friendly - sits down to dinner with Adam and Eve in Paradise Lost and Adam is like,Ā āisnāt our food super boring and bland to angels tho??ā and Raphael is just stuffing his face like,Ā āwhat? No, God made that too, didnāt he?āĀ
Good point, Raphael, good point.
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My first assignment due is a short response on the first 200 lines of Paradise Lost, and my professor stated that heās not expecting excited responses, but jokes on him my copy is fully annotated, and I have a lot to say about my rebellious cinnamon roll!
Milton: Heaven and Earth rose out of chaos.
Me: What a very greek thing to say, sir.