#everything!!!!!!!!

[annemarieyeretzian]

orym climbing through the corrupt sun tree, seeing laudna’s spirit, and shouting “we’re coming. I promise we’re coming.”

[lukaimin]

u r everything <3

[morbidesque]

why do i have to get so fucking jealous over literally every single tiny little thing

[odericevertz]

they make me sick. post-brighton

“What’s your game.”

“No game,” Declan says, smug and guileless where he’s sprawled across the sheets. Martin can’t stand him. He drops onto his elbows, cocks his head. “You coming over here?”

Everything’s a fight with them. “Last I checked you weren’t the one who scored,” Martin says.

Beat, test. Give. Declan rolls his eyes and bounds up, lithe and expansive. “Yeah, yeah,” he says, already closing the distance between them. On the pale skin of his chest exertion shows up like sunburn; Martin digs the heel of his palm into his sternum, the bite of bone against bone hard enough for him to feel it.

Declan looks at him. This close Martin has to tilt his head up. Under his hand Declan runs steady and hot. “So,” he says.

“So fucking come here,” Martin says, and drags his laugh down into silence.

[constellraetion]

What kind of art would you prefer making? Painting? Drawing? Photography? Sculpture-modelling? Assembly-modelling? Others?

I like drawing! digital is my favorite medium. I like painting (as long as its not with acrylic), photography is alright even though its , really expensive dealing w/ cameras (and my sibling broke mine so i cant even do it anymore). Sculpture is fun too!! idk what assembly modeling is but Im assuming you mean putting together figurines? i do that sometimes when I have a kit to use!

Basically if i can get my hands on it, i Will do it

[jaeminnanas-remade]

nCT'S NEW FUCKIGN TEASER !!!!! SNAT C H M E B A L D B O Y S

[littleaftershocks]

Bro. BRO. My poetry teacher just. casually mentioned today. just casually just very cas. that. Seamus Heaney told HIM he could help HIM find some books, and they went to HIS house and HE lent HIM some, and they went to the pub and had some DRINKS and TALKED some and then my teacher said he would carry the books to his house for him but he replied oh no nonsense and he carried all the books back himself and like most of us were like gasping and smiling like crazy, with baffled looks and hands clasped around our mouths in desbelief while he finished his story still most casually as if he hadn’t just admitted to have hung out with a NOBEL PRIZE LAUREATE AND ALL AROUND FANTASTIC AND MOST LOVED PERSON AND POET, GLOBALLY ACCEPTED AS THE BEST IRISH POET SINCE FREAKING YEATS.