Characters In Fic Are Too Good At Identifying Scents Is Officially An His Eyes Did Not Literally Darken

“characters in fic are too good at identifying scents” is officially an “his eyes did not literally darken” level of complaint to me now like it’s about the drama it’s about the romance it’s about atmosphere it’s about taking you to a heightened version of reality!!! please suspend your disbelief at least enough for vibes-based sensory descriptions it will be So Worth It i promise

"And then they stuck that piece of wood up in the air and left him hanging there until he was dead."

the lady of the house of love - angela carter / andrei tarkovsky, journal 1970-1986 / vision in black - coyote kid / on earth we're briefly gorgeous- ocean vuong

our home should have colours and flowers. daisy sims hilditch / christine atkins / stephen darbishire / marie-louise roosevelt pierrepont

When Regulus was trying to understand who he was and who he wanted to be, there was always one person that was there for him, since he was born.

“I feel very small. I don't understand. I have so much courage, fire, energy, for many things, yet I get so hurt, so wounded by small things.”

Anaïs Nin, from nearer the moon: the previously unpublished unexpurgated diary,1937-1939

just james being james