we⠀ need ⠀you⠀⠀⠀.

ʷᵉ⠀⠀⠀⠀ ⠀n̲e̲e̲d̲ ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ˢʰᵉ ⁻ ʳᵃ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀. ⠀⠀⠀⠀❜⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ˢⁱᵈᵉ⁻ᵇˡᵒᵍ ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ᵗᵒ ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀adheros.

[weltenwellen]

Mary Oliver, from “Blue Iris”, Devotions

[cithaerons]

dante (musa trans.) / joan naviyuk kane /  dante (ciardi trans.)  /  david foster wallace / tauba auerbach / w.s. merwin

[adampvrrish]

john keats// tennessee williams// victor hugo// richard siken

[gentlelilac]

portrait of a lady on fire, dir. céline sciamma // doubt comes in, hadestown // eurydice, sarah ruhl // metamorphoses: book x, ovid trans. anthony kline // “eurydice”, ocean vuong // talk, hozier

[genderenvy]

the song of achilles, madeline miller / strangers - the kinks / margaret atwood, from power politics: poems / mary oliver, from west wind

[mimora-deactivated20240106]

the iliad, transl. alexander pope (book xvii) / the history of alexander, quintus curtius rufus 3.12.16 / maurice (1987), dir. james ivory / if we were villains, m. l. rio

[isaoldaccount]

Achilles wip (what do you mean by ‘drawing a death scene is not a good coping mechanism’)

[gomjabbar]

no matter how insecure or shitty you feel, just remember that my muscles are massive and i can punch through walls

[fohk]

*avoids sadness and pain with self-destructive behavior* :~)

[kashimos-hajime]

Curse a hero’s heart Curse every single one Blacken their light, and squash down the fire That feeds their need to fight And then, cut them off at the knees, and rip out their heart Just to be sure, because nothing stops a hero Until they are utterly shattered, a million pieces Break them apart Just so they can no longer dance with Death And dangle their lives for the greater good And even then, it might not be enough

Yes, the world would be hell But at least they would still be alive And is it not already hell on Earth? Earth, where wives turn to widows And children turn to ashes in their father’s arms

Earth, where the insurmountable is passed on To those young boys and girls with wide, empty eyes Earth, where the overwhelming odds are placed onto The shoulders of children Forced into the mold of Atlas

When will the world have enough heroes so children Won’t have to fight our wars? When will our battles Stop being theirs?

— the whole world is asking who is going to be the next iron man (h.a.l)

[junecoast]

“I will love you until the we run out of mornings. Then I will love you in the dark.”

— Renaud 

[stimman4000]

bro you better shut the fuck up before i look at you one day and feel warm and realize i’ve fallen in love with you bro. im serious quit it dude

[monster2003]

I wish we had more time,

[nezzic]

adora but i frame her like a saint

i have an immediate need for meta about the religious themes in the show and it’s my duty as a lesbian raised catholic to make art about it

[weltenwellen]

Adonis, tr. by Samuel Hazo, from “Elegy for the Time at Hand”, The Pages of Day and Night

[sjowgren-deactivated20240728]

this isn’t fun anymore i need a kiss

[fatifer]

Masculin Feminin, 1966, by Jean Luc Godard.