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Juniper Journal’s Vol. 2, 6.17.24 “Secondary Education"
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The world is ending Or so it feels For when each day introduces new sorrows What foreboding hope can any tomorrows Bring to adolescence Pubescence’s, incessant advancement of age
How many more firsts Must we experience To know that autumn surely ends And that spring is near with friends To bloom into kinder kith And let the apocalypse pass like the setting sun
I look up through a pane of glass With pained glance To wish upon stars that cannot be seen So that I might wish upon things that cannot have been For no matter the words that I write No matter my plight Cannot erase what story’s been written
So that the world keeps ending Even if fire reigns in the sky When the yearning heart aches After the blood pools and suicidal dream wakes Who will I be come this decade Or will I too, like my scars – up and fade
#writeblrcafe#poeticstories#poetryportal#twc#spilled ink#wutispotlight#writtenconsiderations#alt lit#burningmuse#juniper journal's#juniper journal's vol. 2#june#love poem#loss of innocence#growing up#high school#secondary education#loss#love#self harm#depresion#neurodivergent#bi poet#depressed poet#neurodivergant poet#env0 writes#twcpoetry
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My poor boy😔
#Remus lupin#bi remus lupin#remus lupin hc#remus lupin headcanon#remus lupin fic#remus lupin fanfiction#bisexuality#bisexual#bipolar#tcoptp#coptp#the cadence of part time poets
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"May I love you?"
I whispered in your ear,
you didn't seem to hear.
"Can I love you?"
Is it even allowed?
It's so hard to say aloud.
"Please, my darling,"
I wrapped my arms around you,
I didn't know what else to do.
"Call me darling."
I look into your eyes,
I look past your disguise.
I love you.
Gently.
Fiercely.
wonderfully.
Darling, let me love you.
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an ode to happy trails. to furred backs and sloping bellies. to beards and bushy brows and yellowed teeth. to crooked smiles and rough laughter, to white a-shirts gone translucent with sweat.
hands gone rough with callouses. faces gone wrinkled and dark with age. chest hair with white streaks through it, jewellery worn and scratched.
a love letter to hairy calves, slashed with scars. to low smoldering grills and the scent of just-burnt meat. the sun has not yet set, this summer, and the grass has yellowed. there is laughter around the table, and the paper plates are stacked, half-full and mostly torn, by the bin.
to potatoes wrapped in aluminium foil, greasy fingers, to picking at corn and bones in between beer-softened giggles and burned shoulders. thinking idly about hair and mouths.
and beautiful men.
#hello im thirsty on main#my work#poetry#writerblr#writers of tumblr#poets of tumblr#spilled ink#spilled words#an ode to men who grill#and beauty#i am. so bi about hair#like. cannot begin to tell you how bi i am about hair
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I edited the gayest Ethan hawke scene I’ve ever watched
they were like two lovers reuniting
#I just remembered he did an entire movie being a gay cowboy#(Strange way of life not magnificent 7)#Sorry I didn’t put it in the beginnings list :P#Is this also my way of trying to get people to watch this movie? Yeah#Ethan hawke#dead poets society#dps#stockholm 2018#lars nystrom#Is my favorite bi rep#Why was Ethan so actually so flirty with mark strong fr
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who’s your most favorite non Star Trek blorbo? :)
hilariously non-fandom (ish) but... mr john keating (dead poets society)! keating/mcallister is one of my favorite ships actually hahah. i know most people ship the boys but i guess i just made a beeline for the old married couple (as always xDD). i have this whole fix-it au for dps... 6k words of complete self indulgence and counting <333
#哈哈哈 总是逃不过画纯爱老人cp的命运#yeah theyre sorta sponescoded. i have a type. what about it#but it's so funny to me how much this looks like mckirk fanart LMAO#does anyone else ship them...... we will never know but i am SO used to shipping the nichest shit ever that trek is cosmic eldritch lvls bi#dead poets society#john keating#george mcallister#john keating/george mcallister#keating/mcallister dead poets society#keating/mcallister#seriously is there a ship name for these two or#i actually have SO much lore written for them. It's absolutely ridiculous but i love when people take supporting chars and make them theirs#dead poets society fanart#ship: quos amor verus tenuit tenebit#that's MY tag for em now xDD. i mean my blog is called a self indulgent work dump for a reason#not trek#MAYBE. maybe. they look so much like mckirk.......what if. hmm#fun fact this ship is part of my url lore. No i will not elaborate because it's TOO self indulgent and i get embarrassed#BIG*#well. i guess trek is pretty bi#dust talks#ask#tuvok-enjoyer#(ilu sid!!!!!!)
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Happy birthday Yona Wallach!
Born on 10 June 1944, Israeli poet Yona Wallach was openly bisexual. She rarely wrote about specific relationships, saying “I want to keep it as an experience, not turn it into words,” but several of her poems are explicitly about sex with female lovers.
When she started publishing in the 1960s, Yona became one of the few female voices in the male-dominated sphere of Hebrew poetry, and one of the first Hebrew poets to write openly about women’s sexuality.
Learn more
[Image: Yona Wallach sitting in a chair, smiling and holding a cigarette, source]
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Scrolling through dead poets society AO3, nice to know that fucking everyone thought that movie was as gay as I did
#ive been there for like 10 hours#and have yet to see one fic without gay ship lmao#dead poets society#dead poets fandom#dps#anderperry#charlie is so bi isnt he
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Juniper Journal's Vol. 2, 6.3.24 “Bonds of Attraction"
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Atomically we are a family Made of positive and negative traits Atomically we are bonded To our platonic and romantic mates
At one scale I will never hold you My atoms passing through yours But is that not all the greater One that gives cause that soars
Atomically we are distinct With many gaps and flaws that form I am alone in this world of nucleotides Yet with your tenderness, warm
At another scale I resonate with the world around me Up and down the treble and bass clef notes So is that not all the sweeter Than all the music sung in choirs’ rotes
Atomically I exist, within a void –untouchable A construct of many, thoughts, and tons of -trons New that weave Prose and Neg at each aching breathe Forever changing my resonance without the cons
At one scale, when we touch There is no more me As there is no longer you We vibrate as the stars explode and simply become: we
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He tears a stampede through my head, wild and horny Just one chance to kill it dead, but I will embrace it Into the darkness, on we ride To gamble is all
#thelastdayalive#thomas-zane#poets of the fall#potf#marko saaresto#*gifs#flashing tw#im not responsible for bi lighting this time 😬
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TTPD x Buddie is what made April, and probably the rest of the year, the best of my life. Like why are the songs fitting so perfectly over the whole Buddie storyline. It is like it was made for them.
#911 show#buddie#buddie endgame#bi buck#evan buck buckley#evan buckley#buck x eddie#buck buckley#eddie diaz#edmundo diaz#edmundo eddie diaz#taylor swift#the tortured poets department#ts ttpd#ttpd#ts11
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There's this girl I talk to
Oh how beautiful her mind
Oh how wounded and guarded her soul
Every word we exchanged carrying meanings nobody would truly understand and I feel myself for once craving only her presence and her voice
I do not touch her I do not hold her but I feel the version of me so profound and clear and warm around her
I hear stories of her horrors and she mine
And yet we carry the same blameless empathy holding no one accountable but us
And I see how my life will entangle hers and how her tears will cleanse me of my sins
To think I've only known her for days I could count in one hand
#aesthetic#bi girls#queer writers#women writers#writers on tumblr#poets corner#poets on tumblr#poetry#poetic#poetries#dead poets society
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the weight of words
The late afternoon sun hung heavy in the sky, casting long shadows across the cracked pavement outside Eddie’s house. The light filtered through the living room windows in golden slants, warming the space with a glow that was at odds with the quiet tension that hummed beneath the surface. It had been one of those long, grueling shifts at the station—the kind that left Buck's muscles sore and his mind buzzing with the residue of adrenaline. He had come over to Eddie's to unwind, as he often did, but tonight felt different.
Buck sat on the couch, shoulders tight, fingers tapping restlessly against his thighs. Eddie, standing a few feet away, watched him with that steady gaze of his—the one that made Buck feel like he was both being assessed and understood all at once.
“You did good today,” Eddie said, his voice calm, grounding.
Buck’s fingers froze mid-tap. The compliment, simple as it was, struck him harder than he’d expected. He swallowed, his throat suddenly dry.
“Yeah?” Buck’s voice came out rougher than intended, and he glanced up at Eddie, unsure of what he was searching for. Approval, maybe. Reassurance. Something that settled the restless energy swirling inside him.
Eddie’s lips twitched in a small smile, like he knew exactly what was going on in Buck’s head. “You did,” he affirmed, moving to sit down beside Buck. Their thighs brushed, the contact sending a shiver through Buck that he didn’t bother to hide. “You’re always pushing yourself. But today… today was something else. You saved that kid, Buck. You went above and beyond.”
Buck’s chest tightened at the praise. He wasn’t used to hearing it—not in the way that Eddie said it, with such sincerity, such admiration. Buck had always been the guy who needed to prove himself, to push harder, to be better. But when Eddie said it like that, it felt like maybe, for once, he had done enough.
He shifted on the couch, heat crawling up the back of his neck. “It wasn’t… I just did what anyone would’ve done.”
Eddie shook his head, his smile softening into something more intimate. “No, Buck. Not everyone would’ve done that. Not everyone has what you have.”
There it was again—Eddie’s words sinking deep, reaching places inside Buck that felt raw and exposed. He had never really understood why compliments hit him so hard, why they left him feeling both vulnerable and seen in a way that was almost too much to handle. But with Eddie, it felt… good. More than good. It felt like being wrapped in something warm, something safe.
Buck’s breath hitched, and he glanced sideways at Eddie, the intensity between them growing thicker with each passing second. Eddie’s hand moved, fingers brushing lightly against Buck’s knee, and the contact was like a spark. A low hum of want thrummed through Buck’s body, and he bit his lip, trying to suppress the shiver that threatened to roll through him.
Eddie’s eyes darkened, just a little, as if he could sense the shift. His voice dropped, low and deliberate. “You like hearing that, don’t you?”
The question sent a jolt through Buck. His gaze snapped to Eddie’s, wide-eyed and startled. He opened his mouth to deny it, to brush it off, but the words wouldn’t come. Instead, he found himself nodding—just barely, just enough for Eddie to catch it.
Eddie’s smile widened, slow and knowing. “Yeah,” he murmured, his hand squeezing Buck’s knee. “I thought so.”
The air between them crackled, the weight of Eddie’s words settling over Buck like a blanket. Buck’s pulse quickened, his skin buzzing with a need he could barely contain. Eddie had always known him, seen him in ways no one else had. But this—this was different. This was Eddie knowing exactly how to unravel him, how to slip beneath his defenses and touch something deeper.
Buck’s voice was shaky when he spoke. “Eddie, I…”
Eddie leaned in, close enough that Buck could feel the warmth of his breath against his skin. “You’re incredible, Buck,” he whispered, his hand sliding higher up Buck’s thigh, slow and deliberate. “You don’t need to prove anything to me. You never did.”
Buck’s heart was pounding now, the praise washing over him like a wave, pulling him under. He felt lightheaded, dizzy with it, with the way Eddie’s words seeped into his bones, leaving him aching and wanting.
“I—” Buck started, but Eddie’s fingers pressed gently against his lips, silencing him.
“Shh,” Eddie murmured, his eyes burning into Buck’s. “You don’t have to say anything. Just let me take care of you.”
Buck’s breath caught in his throat, and he nodded again, his body surrendering to the gentle command. Eddie’s hand moved to cup the side of Buck’s face, his thumb brushing over his cheek in a way that made Buck’s stomach flip. The tenderness in Eddie’s touch was almost overwhelming, the praise still ringing in Buck’s ears, filling the spaces inside him that had been hollow for so long.
“You’re so good, Buck,” Eddie whispered, his lips ghosting over the corner of Buck’s mouth. “So good for me.”
Buck couldn’t hold back the soft whimper that escaped him, his body arching toward Eddie, desperate for more. The way Eddie spoke to him, the way he touched him—it was everything Buck had been craving, everything he hadn’t realized he needed until this moment.
Eddie’s lips finally pressed against his, slow and deliberate, a kiss that was as much a promise as it was a possession. Buck melted into it, his hands clutching at Eddie’s shirt, pulling him closer, deeper, until the world outside them ceased to exist.
And in that moment, with Eddie’s praise still echoing in his mind, Buck felt whole. He felt seen. He felt loved.
#poetry#academia#sad poetry#wlw poem#80s#wlw yearning#always the poet never the poem#ao3 writer#lesbians#queer#evan buck buckely#buck x eddie#buddie#eddie diaz#bi buck
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Ben huzur adamıyım, sen seversin sevmezsin ortam seversin sevmezsin bilmem, ben huzur insanıyım...
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Her şey yolunda. Ama neden sen hala kendini tamamlanmış hissedemiyorsun?
Çünkü o kadar çok acı çekerek büyümüşsün ki sen, gözyaşların senin zaafın olmuş.
O kadar baskı altında bırakılarak büyümüşsün ki sen, kendini savunamıyorsun.
O kadar çok karanlıkta saklanarak büyümüşsün ki sen, aydınlığa karışamıyorsun...
#keşfet#winter#sözler#siyahkadarsonsuz#beyzaalkoc#siyahabulandim#yeni#keşke yanımda olsan#0km#siyahkadın#drew bruce marshall#i don't remember#motivation#psikoloji#motivating quotes#onur zeynep#onur boysan#poets on tumblr#orhan veli kanık#overthinking#writers on tumblr#bir şair#kafamda bir tuhaflık#son feci bisiklet#öyle bi içimden geldi#billionaire#billie eilish#biriyimbenbiri#geceye bir söz bırak#umut bitti sigara ver
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Dead Poets Society Pride Icons
Todd Anderson
Neil Perry
Credit isn't needed but is appreciated!
Sorry for not being active, I haven't quit I swear! Requests are open for profile pictures but closed for writing :)
#dead poets society#dps#dps fandom#pride icons#icons#todd anderson#todd and neil#neil perry#anderperry#gay#lgbtq#lgbtq+#lgbt#bi#bisexual#queer#profile picture#profile pictures
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