dark eyed junco + black capped chickadee ˚ʚ♡ɞ˚ two of my favourite backyard visitors

Victoria Clark and Katie Rose Clarke sing Statues and Stories from the closing night of The Light in the Piazza [Broadway, 31st May 2006]

“i want you to know, i will love you as long as i breathe.”

dune part ii / ojibwa / waiting for this story to end before i begin another, jan heller lev

Charles-Amable Lenoir (1860–1926), A la Recherche du Temps Perdu (detail)

*boop*

Luděk Marold - Proposal for a Poster for Graphic-Firma Nestlé 

I must sleep. Sleep is the mind-healer. Sleep is the big-life that brings total ability to fucking do anything. I will face my bed. I will permit the blankie to pass over me and snores to pass through me. And when sleep has gone past I will turn the outer eye to greet the new morning. When the sleep has gone there will be everything. Energy and will to live will remain.

Jennifer Ehle and Colin Firth in PRIDE AND PREJUDICE (1995)

#I see your hand flex and I raise you to uncalculated hand holding

Emma (2020)

please be patient with me im from the 1900s

Sometimes I open Ao3 as one would a fridge in the middle of the night. Hungry, but not willing to commit to anything that is in there and hopping a miracle will make something new and appetising appear out of thin air if only I close it and open again.

my fucking squire died so I’m stuck in this stupid armor

Two Friends strolling in a cool stream on a warm day, 1910.

Horace Vernet, The Ballad of Lenore (or The Dead Travel Fast), 1839