Emma

she/her | 18 | dutch | I draw and write sometimes | big fan of whatever my current hyperfixation is

[thatthreetoedsloth]

[thatthreetoedsloth]

[thatthreetoedsloth]

butterfly kisses- for 1917 kisstober prompt day 24

[thatthreetoedsloth]

blakefield kisstober prompt; kisses while talking-

in which i strongly project onto blake (he definitely has more braincells than i do) and scho is morosexual

[thatthreetoedsloth]

i love how lately every film/show is trying so hard to make tom hardy look as proper grim as possible and I'm fully still attracted to him, like, tom hardy's make-up artists work hard but his raw sex appeal works harder

[tiktaalic]

Recently, I’ve heard a story about two men. They are friends, bonded, with a natural want to be close to one another. Who can say what they might have done privately? While they were in the view of others, however, they took care to keep apart. So far apart, in fact, that in one look strangers saw through their facade, and mocked them for their empty performance. By worrying about appearances, they drew more attention to themselves than they ever would have gotten if they had simply acted out of their wants and desires. Their created charade of apathy only made their intimacy more apparent. Tell me, Will. Are you going to keep sitting on the other side of the hot tub, or will you come sit next to me?

[pagewoman]

Herdwick Ewe and Lamb

by James Rebanks

[feketeribizli]

cowgirl lauri!!!!!!

[justanotherfilmfanatic]

I hoped today might be a good day. Hope is a dangerous thing.

[ullathynell]

Midsummer Night (prints)

[joeslie]

life (and all its possibilities)

written for the 1917 zine

pairing: joseph blake/lieutenant leslie

a/n: hey all! as consistent w/ my namesake, I contributed a small joeslie fic to the 1917 zine. it’s filled with creations from incredible artists and writers. you can preorder the zine here and follow the zine’s twitter here.

here’s an excerpt from my fic!

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There was a time last year, now seeming like lifetimes ago when Leslie saw Blake standing amidst the chaos of no man’s land in the aftermath of a battle. Mud and wire and shells sunk into every flesh and bone on the field, but Blake had his rifle in hand, head raised proudly, eyes borne not into the ground but into the far off distance like there was still something beyond the horizon worth striving towards. The pouring rain drowned every soldier that day, threatening to bury every corpse underneath its waves, but not Blake, never Blake. No—the rain did nothing to wear down Blake’s broad stature. It only served to give Blake roots, to strengthen his footing, to grant him a chance to regrow his passion so that it may provide air to all of those who have forgotten how to breathe.

Blake never truly lived for only himself, but for everyone else—for his fellow man, for his country, for the souls of the departed, for the souls of the living—for his brother. And when Leslie called out Blake’s name, he could tell from the surprise in Blake’s eyes that Blake forgot he wasn’t alone. It was this realisation, along with the quickened beat in his heart and the newfound spring in his step, that renewed Leslie’s belief in life and all its possibilities. If Blake wouldn’t live for himself, then Leslie would live for him. He’ll live for Blake, breathe for Blake, survive for Blake. 

Maybe, hopefully, it’ll be enough to save Blake, too.

[feketeribizli]

hello lads!!!! preorders for the 1917 zine are open!!! for more info check out @ 1917Zine on twitter :-) i can only recommend getting a copy hehe

[thatthreetoedsloth]

Excited to share with you all a preview of my submission for the 1917 zine. I'm so honoured to have been a part of this project!! Preorder your zine here, all proceeds go to charity ❤

1. Excerpt from my zine submission

2. Judith and her Maidservant- Artemisia Gentileschi

[shesnake]

Hamlets and Ophelias played by women: Maxine Peake and Katie West (Royal Exchange 2014) // Ruth Negga and Aoife Duffin (Gate Theatre 2018) // Harriet Gordon-Anderson and Sophie Wilde (Bell Shakespeare 2020)

[funnymemes-and-kinkydreams]

[incorrect1917quotes]

Schofield: Tom, are you my keystone?

Blake: your what?

Schofield: because you’re always supporting me

Blake: your what?

[portaltworemade-deactivated2021]

i think hannibal wouldve been funnier if he didnt eat people but will still thought he did