My One And Only. My One And Only. My One And Only. (Poem, By Langston Hughes)

My one and only. My one and only. My one and only. (Poem, by Langston Hughes)

let x=x.

(id under cut due to size)

[ID: A digital comic of Martin Blackwood and Jonathan Sims, done in warm greens and browns against a simple white background. Lyrics are threaded throughout the piece, as the only text.

The comic starts with a panel of them lying in grass, unconscious. Lyrics: “I met this guy.” Martin wakes with a start, and it zooms out to show the two splayed out next to each other, blood soaking the grass beneath Jon, a bloody knife laying some feet away from them. They are tangled in a few long swathes of cassette tape. Martin wakes Jon, whose eyes are now cloudy, blind. Jon reaches for Martin’s face as they both begin to cry. Their foreheads press together, as Martin sobs in anguished joy, Jon in shock. Lyrics: “and he looked like he might’ve been a hat check clerk, at an ice rink.” The two next panels are of Martin’s hand brushing over the place in Jon’s sweater that’s bloodstained, and a wider shot of them kissing. Lyrics: “which, in fact, he turned out to be.” The knife is then shown, as Martin helps Jon get up, as they brace themselves against each other, as they begin to walk. Lyrics: “and I said, “oh boy. right again.” End ID]

happy valentines day?  i used for reference here a real case from our tv news few years ago phehehe

comfort me in my travels.

(turn up brightness to see it the best) hi so @streetlight-halo and i made some blorbos that make my chest seize up every time i think about them. soon u will learn some more lore but for now… blorboart.

strange angels

for ottoge week on twitter, day 2: mutual pining 🤭