Lil Starter For @immobiliter ( Naomi )

🪐 — lil starter for  @immobiliter​  ( naomi )

        ❝  THEY DIDN’T HAVE ANY JAMESON,  so i got you a jack daniels.  their selection was  pretty shit. ❞  brian has to half shout to be heard over the the aggressive music, his hands already a little clumsy as he pushes a whiskey glass into naomi’s hands. the fake id brian had scored works better than the  attitude  he usually uses to get what he wants  — not that they even seem to  care  in a place like this. the floor is sticky, the music is fast-paced  &  angry,  &  the bar is so dark he can only see shapes of the people around him.  it’s nice, in a way;  at least it drowns out his own thoughts, especially once he starts sipping from his own glass, one arm thrown over naomi’s shoulders. ❝  what do you think of the band, babe ? ❞

Ethan Torchio in Morirò da Re (2018)

🪐 — tommy hernandez / tags.

🪐 — james barnes ;

musicality in the lilt of her voice, the soft up and down has become a familiar background to afternoons, sinking a comfort deeper into his limbs than he cares to admit. there’s an appeal to the world she inhabits, not without it’s own sadnesses, but beautiful in spite of them, and he thinks of his own, made of metal and blood, and cannot help the shame that sets through him. there’s little he can offer but the way bone crumbles in the palm, the way his dreams are haunted by a flood of red, stories that centre on himself as the monster. if they fell from his mouth, he knows she would catch them, but selfishly, in a way that sinks his stomach to admit, he likes the way she finds summer in the cold of him, likes the idea that he is not a horror story. it takes a moment for the phases to sink into his bones, for him to realise that he was meant to answer in the lull of conversation.    ❛   that’s really neat. bet the conversations aren’t up to much though.   ❜       not that he’s famous for offering much out in the way of conversations.         ❛   as long as you’re not pinching them off my plate to study them, a mushroom series sounds nice.   ❜

     THE LAUGHTER FALLS EASILY FROM HER LIPS,  especially when he’s nearby — which has been more  &  more often as of late. james’ presence in her life has quickly become as natural as breathing, as comfortable as her favorite knit jumper. birdie has been a bit of a loner since she was a kid, a little too much, too weird for most people to handle being around for long. but james doesn’t seem to mind her errant rambling. the two of them moving around each other as they cook dinner together in her little kitchen is the most relaxed she’s felt around another person in years. he’s the only person she can remember letting in who has decided they want to stay.  &  it makes her giggly, giddy, just glad not to be alone for the first time in what she’s only now realizing is a long time.  ❝ oh, but how could you possibly know what mushrooms talk about ?  they’ve been around for longer than plants, they’re the only living organism to survive all the ice ages  &  extinctions  &  stuff,  &  they’re all connected through their mycelium networks. like a hive mind. they’ve seen pretty much everything that’s ever happened. i bet they have all kinds of stories to tell, if we were able to listen. ❞  she’s smiling, her eyebrows raised, waiting for his response before popping the cap into her mouth raw. it’s earthy  &  sweet,  &  the taste makes her she wiggles her shoulders a little in excitement as she chews it.

🪐 — giovanni di carlo / tags.

🪐 — misc / tags.