An entire wall is occupied by a tapestry made in Brussels in the 1680s by Leclerc depicting Caesar on his way to the battle of Brindisium and the goddess Fortuna hovering aloft.
In an Irish House, 1988
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(inspired by this post)
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Jay knew that this was wrong. Jay knew this, but still, he listened to Alex's words of comfort. Leaned into his chest, listening to his calm heart beat as Alex ran his fingers through Jay's hair, hat put off to the side as Alex whispered false promises into his ears.
"Tim never cared for you," Alex whispered softly as Jay's shoulders shook. "He was spreading this sickness. He did this to us — to you."
Jay knew that Alex was lying. But God, when was the last time he was held like this? Hugged? Comforted as sobs racked his body? Jay has been alone for so long, he just wanted his friend back. So Jay clung onto Alex's shirt, sobbing into his shoulders, listening to the lies from the snake's mouth.
"I'm sorry, I'm sorry," Alex repeated. Alex was warm, and Jay convinced himself that the wet on Alex's hands was sweat, and not blood. "He had it coming, he was going to get us killed. I'm sorry, Jay. I am."
Sniffling, the shorter one curled into Alex. Just focusing on the warmth his body was radiating. Tim… he never comforted Jay like this, on nights where it was hard for him. Tim never held him like Alex was doing now, but… Tim isn't a touchy person. Wasn't.
(Oh, God, Tim was dead.)
Alex continues to whisper sweet nothings into Jay's ear, promises of safety and comfort. The small part of Jay's mind yelled this is what he did last time!
But he ignored the rational part of his brain, since Jay was used to doing that, and he felt his eyes droop as he listened to Alex's heartbeat. Alex ruined Jay, but he's the only one who can pick up the pieces. Jay knew he could never be whole, again, but maybe Alex could be the golden seams to Jay's broken pottery.
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Thank you Soup for telling me I can round up the half inch in my height. I think the time has come. I am finally 5’7…
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HRFGRGRGRGFRHHRRR
he’s actually so pretty I’m losing my mind, I am barking, howling, jumping up and down, CLAWING AT THE WALLS why is he so ☹️ I love him I am going feral over this man I would malewife for him he’s literally the definition of silly goof he is causing me to go batshit crazy I wish men were real
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