hand on my stupid heart

h / she/her / it is still spring, it is still meant tenderly

[pmamtraveller]

Gustav Klimt garden paintings

[stilltenderly]

— Oladejo Abdullah Feranmi, Gratification to the survivors of daily damnations

[mitrakats]

something tragic about you, something so magic about you

i’ve always had this concept in my brain of knight adam trapped in a tree, like a physical manifestation of his cabeswater bargain! and many have tried to save him but Ronan is the only one who can set him free :’)

[stilltenderly]

— Mac Crane, A Sharp Endless Need (Epigraph)

[stilltenderly]

— Ada Limón, The Hurting Kind

[stilltenderly]

— Ocean Vuong, The Weight of Our Living: On Hope, Fire Escapes, and Visible Desperation

[monstermonger]

Romanticism-inspired fantasy.

Joining inprnt’s print sale through the weekend 💜

[weltenwellen]

Hanif Abdurraqib, They Can't Kill Us Until They Kill Us

[thecollectibles]

Butterfly Knight by Amelia Bothe

[stilltenderly]

I meant that loneliness is a kind of season; it falls on us like rain.

— Billy-Ray Belcourt, ‘An Entire Life’, in: The Idea of an Entire Life

[classicalcanvas]

Lamia and the Soldier (1905) by John William Waterhouse

[feral-ballad]

Kim Addonizio, from Lucifer at the Starlite: Poems; “You Were”

[Text ID: “Of all flowers: you.”]

[ionomycin]

late night snack

[stilltenderly]

Look at us, she said. We are all of us in this room still waiting to be transformed. This is why we search for love. We search for it all of our lives, even after we find it.

— Louise Glück, ‘An Endless Story’, in: Winter Recipes From the Collective

[moonssnail]

Spire shenanigans

[letsbelonelytogetherr]

— Michael Cunningham, The Hours

[sammyshiftss]

Midsummar Fairies, by Emilio Freixas