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Hello eveyone, welcome to my cosy corner!!
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☆ Hima ~ 24 ~ she/her ~ Taurus ~ Introvert
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Fic List. (WIP)
Sweetest sin I’ve ever tasted - Ao3 | Jegulus | A dark detective criminal AU | Explicit | Blood and violence.
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Sara Torres, from her novel titled "X Is Where I Am," orginally published in March 2026
Albert Camus, from a notebook entry featured in The Complete Notebooks of Albert Camus
I hate being asked what my goal in life is…. like.. idk…?? I want to have my own kitchen… and I want to know every poem by heart… and uhh.. I want to be kissed in the rain … etc etc .. my heart is very little and I dont want it to break
Clarice Lispector, Água Viva
Anaïs Nin, A Spy in the House of Love
Rainer Maria Rilke, in a letter to Lou Salomé written c. March 1904, from Rilke and Andreas-Salomé: A Love Story in Letters
POTW #99: Pick an iconic film director (as voted by our members and followers)
Park Chan Wook - Oldboy (2003), Lady Vengeance (2005), The Handmaiden (2016), Decision to Leave (2022)
"The Queen Dowager Juliane Marie" by Vigilius Eriksen, 1776.
Mia Wasikowska bts Jane Eyre, 2011
Gustave Flaubert, Madame Bovary
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Anna Akhmatova, from “More About This Summer” in The Complete Poems of Anna Akhmatova
Any of you ever seen this painting?
It's "Andromache" by Rochegrosse and it shows the moment where Andromache is violently torn away from her child Astyanax at the end of the Trojan War. Odysseus is watching the scene from the top of the stairs, waiting for the child to throw it from the ramparts of Troy.
I've seen the original a couple years ago in Rouen, France and let me tell you, I'm not much of an art enthusiast but this painting, this scene and this imaging is haunting my mind to this day. Few paintings have ever left me speechless and this is one of them
mental - jegulus - background drarry - @into-the-jeggyverse - word count: 296 - anon request for jegulus finding out about drarry
“Draco Malfoy?” James hissed to his husband, green eyes wide with shock and disgust. “What the fuck? He’s mental. It could’ve been anyone else, and–”
“James, calm down,” Regulus drawled, putting down the stack of plates he’d been carrying and stepping closer to the taller man so the two teenagers in the dining room wouldn’t hear. “You really think anybody could’ve been better?”
“He’s…he’s basically his cousin, and–”
“Harry and I aren’t blood related,” Regulus reminded him with an eyeroll. “They weren’t raised as cousins, either. They didn’t even meet until school!”
“But he’s…he’s a Slytherin!” James whined. Instantly, though, he grimaced, realizing his words. “Not that they’re all bad. Obviously, love, you’re perfect.”
“Mhm. Sure,” the shorter man said in a patronizing voice.
“They fought for ages. They were on rival Quidditch teams for years. They–they dueled in the Halls and don’t forget the time Malfoy called Hermione a mudblood! Sure, he seems to have changed since then but…he calls him Potter, for crying out–” But James stopped short as he spoke because with every item on his list, Regulus just nodded, his smile getting bigger and bigger. “What?”
“Nothing, Potter. Just can’t help but draw some similarities,” Regulus smirked, crossing his arms.
Instantly, James’s eyes grew as wide as galleons. “No,” he gasped. “No, it’s not….”
“He’s your son, James. Did you really expect this not to happen?” the shorter man asked gleefully. “Salazar, I’d be shocked if he hasn’t proposed six times already, what with your track record.”
The taller man deflated. “I…have no argument against this, do I?”
“None at all,” Regulus said firmly, grabbing the pudding they’d prepared for the evening and heading back into the dining room, just in time to hear Draco Malfoy drawl, ‘Don’t be an idiot, Potter.’
