#moonlight bar

[metamorphiacreations]

its not gonna do well on tiktok, this i know. and its not gonna do well here (my edits never do) but at long as someone sees it, and reblogs for others to see. thatll make me happy enough

edit: thanks for coming together to prove me a liar akfhs

[sillyfairygarden]

put her on the front cover, they’ll sing for a crowd

[ghostieboii]

Hello weird al tumblr I hope my screenshots of george newman uhf please you /silly

[sunnydayart]

Business daydreams of taking vitrurvuis to a fancy beach to watch the sunset and drink expensive coconut water for his 10th vacation break every year .SSOOOOOOOOORRRRRRRRYYYYYY

[nixie-deangel]

If you’re still taking the emojis! 💔💐🍼

I absolutely am! And will be taking them all weekend!

💔 icemav break up / icedad

Tom can't help but stare at where Bradley had finally passed out, after spending most of the evening crying out his hurt and frustration at his mom and Mav. Bringing his hand up, he rubs at his jaw and just watches his kid a moment more before he pushes up, moving to close the door partly and turning on his heel to shuffle quietly down the hall to the kitchen. Grabbing the cordless, he drops down onto a seat at the small breakfast table and stares at it. He knows he needs to call the others, Sarah and Slider at the very least to let them know what's happening. That of everyone, they deserve to know that he's broken up with Mav, that Bradley will be living with him for the rest of his senior year. That they need to know what Carole said, what she, and Mav, tried to do to Bradley.

💐 serial killer Jake - hangster

"So, you ever gonna let me help you out, honey?" Jake asks as he pulls out his wallet and a few hundreds to stuff into Bradley's personal tip jar. Bradley snorts, sending a pointed look to the money Jake just dropped. "Aren't you already doing that, sweetheart?" Opening his mouth, Jake narrows his eyes as his lips twist into a pout because technically Bradley is right. Even if it's not nearly enough of what Jake wants to be able to do for Bradley. To be able to give to him.

🍼 non navy bradley/fighter pilot jake as parents - hangster

"What are you saying?" "That I wouldn't mind if we had a second or even third kid," Bradley repeats, sending Jake a half amused look before he goes back to cutting the potatoes to add to the pot roast he's about to put in the oven. "I know you've always wanted a big family, Jake, " he continues. "And I've mentioned once or twice how lonely growing up an only child could be and I don't want that for Emmy. I-I want her to grow up with siblings and with family and to know without a doubt she's surrounded by love." He pauses to send Jake another grin, "'sides, I wouldn't mind having a little Seresin to call ours." "Bradshaw," Jake croaks out, eyes well with tears as he stares at his partner, his husband in all but title. "It'd be Bradshaw. Janie's got the Seresin name covered. We've got the Bradshaw one."

Make Nixie Write This Weekend!

[thosegothsims]

newcrest to moonlight bay ♡ seekpeasy (community lot — bar)

“As soon as she could, Newcrest’s own Liara Kozen opened up a bar in the quaint neighborhood of Bridgeview. How kind and not at all suspicious!”

[respectthepetty]

Me seeing all of y'all be happy that My School President nailed the landing, while my can't-compartmentalize-to-save-my-life ass is pre-crying about Gaipa's mom dying (Moonlight Chicken), the possibility that Chopper could die (Never Let Me Go), Hai Yi and Johnny probably being separated (HIStory 5), Joe and Army not ending up together if Alex doesn't figure this shit out (The Warp Effect), Hira and Kiyoi not getting back together until the movie (My Beautiful Man 2), and Shogun picking Ken over Mateo (Hit Bite Love).

I'm really happy for y'all, fam. Congrats. Yay!

[liquifiedloser]

one of these days this bug will unlock the true potential of her 3ds and wii u just you fucking wait

[ilsabet]

I like how Ilsabet gets this sword in her hand and immediately looks like she's ready for some long-awaited retribution.

Now to get around the fact that she doesn't use one-handers in her build...

[vigilskeep]

not a warden au knight enchanter minerva x zevran 200k enemies to lovers

[odoraful]

why am i getting emotional over this fortune slip 😭

[akumanoken]

{Also, as a follow up to the "first time" choices~… Kyouya and Souji, perhaps~ :3c}

💗 Send me a ship and I’ll tell you what their ‘first time’ together was like 💗 @take-ya-to-the-ghey-bar

"YOU HAD NO FUCKING BUSINESS BEING HERE IN THE FIRST DAMN PLACE!!"

It's how the argument started as Kyouya went into the room. Souji being in the bar was one thing, sure. He was dressed like a hostess in perhaps the one hostess bar Kyouya would LEAST want him to be… Not every hostess club was above board, and this one certainly wasn't one of them. Souji knew that too, damnit. The bocchan had to have known he would be scolded by Kyouya by showing up like that. What if it hadn't been Kyouya? What if it was someone who didn't know who he was? Or worse… one of those assholes in the org who knew exactly who he was?? And would've taken it as a green light to take the bocchan as their own? Just thinking of it made Kyouya boil inside….

But there was a fight that broke out, a rival group coming to cause trouble, and he was right in the crossfire… FIGHTING with the others no less!! If anything happened to him….

But no, instead of apologizing he just looked at Kyouya with that look… that pout. "I'm not helpless, Kyouya…"

"THAT'S NOT MY FUCKING POINT, BOCCHAN YOU ARE LITERALLY THE OYABUN'S SON AND YOU'RE OUT HERE---" he sighed, trying not to raise his voice again, since he knew a few guys were outside guarding the door. "You need to get out of here."

"I'm not going anywhere." Souji looked up and crossed his arms. "You're injured, yeah? At least let me treat you---"

"I WOULD--- I wouldn't be injured like this if you weren't here…"

"…no. You'd be worse off!! I'm sorry who knocked the block off that guy with the tanto?? Oh, it's me!!! Don't you fucking put this on me, Matsushita Kyouya… You're mad I was here, but you'd have a worse cut on you than you do now…"

"Tch… meanwhile why are you even here…and dressed like that??" Dressed so… fuck, if anyone else had touched Souji he would've---

"Are you really so stupid?? Do you think I came here looking to get fucked by some random?? Why am I anywhere you are?? Why have I always been right there in your GODDAMN line of sight? I've never been shy about it, Kyouya…" Souji sighed, running fingers through his hair. "…fine. I get it. I finally fucking get it. Shit maybe I should've been looking for a quick fuck instead of trying to get you to notice me--"

It took two strides for Kyouya to grab Souji's shoulders, shaking him some. "Don't. You. Fucking. Dare."

"WHY?? IT'S NOT LIKE YOU HAVE A CLAIM ON ME!!! GOD KNOWS YOU'VE HAD PLENTY OF TI---"

Lips crashed on lips. Kyouya knew how Souji felt… and fuck he felt the same. Was it because he was the son of the oyabun, even if not by blood? That he was the golden child of the boss and because of it, off limits to officers, much less grunts? Because he knew if he touched Souji, he'd be subject to much more ridicule (and possibly subterfuge) than needed, and the group he had didn't deserve it?

Perhaps… but now… how could he stop himself??

He couldn't help but grin as Souji looked up at him after, so dazed, and pink. "Is that what you want? You little brat??" He pushed the other down on the bed, looming over Souji with a gleam in his eye. "You want me to claim you?" He felt his jaws ache, like a wolf that finally had his prey in his grasp. And with the other's wide, doe eyes, the way he bit his bottom lip, Kyouya licked his lips, grinning wider. He knew the other did…

He bit down on the other neck, not gentle at all. He was going to leave as many marks on Souji as he could, and Souji didn't stop him, moaning out the moment he started sucking on the skin. That was it, he couldn't take anymore. Hands ripped the dress Souji was wearing, tearing along the cloth without a care for how much it cost. He could get it replaced. He didn't care. He couldn't think straight. All he could think of was the soft skin underneath, biting and worrying his chest, down his stomach, to the panties underneath. "F-fuck, Sou…" he whispered, grabbing the delicate fabric with a fist and tearing it from the other's body. He was feral. After all this time, he needed to taste him.

Souji's squeal filled the room as he dove in, tongue pushing into the smaller's entrance. Souji's legs were lifted up, his moans loud. He didn't care. Let them hear. He wasn't going to tell him to quiet down. No, let him sob out while he pulled his own self free. He groaned hard, relieved to free his straining cock. It was then he pulled away, licking his lips. "Fuck… C'mere…"

He pulled Souji by his hips, bringing him against his length and groaned, bucking against the entrance. A moment to line up, and he pushed into the smaller, eyes greedily drinking in his expression. The way Souji's eyes fluttered up, his mouth opened silently. The way his back arched off the bed. The way Kyouya's name sounded being moaned so fervently from his lips. It made Kyouya twitch inside Souji, hands gripping the hips tighter. Enough for it to bruise later. Things to worry about after.

Yes… later. For now there was nothing but the feel of walls around him, squeezing down so good around his cock. He thrust into him madly, his own growls and moans louder than normal, but Souji's squeals and cries of his name made him go mad, letting go of Souji's hips, wrapping his arms around Souji's waist.

The nails on his back only made his desperate rutting go harder, faster, biting down on Souji's chest, on his neck. "F-fuck Sou…. so hot…" he managed to grunt. Nothing compared to the other's screams, his frantic cries of Kyouya's name, normally soft voice squeaking and high pitched, loud and growing hoarse.

"I'm… I'm!!!!"

Souji couldn't say it, but Kyouya understood.. he could feel it around him… in the way hot walls pulsed in time, harder and harder; a herald of things to come. "Go ahead… go ahead baby… fucking… fucking cum---HHHHHHHH" The walls clamped around him, and he looked up, watching Souji's spectacular show. Fuck… he wanted this all the time… he wanted no one else to see this. No one else could have this… could have him. Souji was his….. "Shiiiiit!!!" He wasn't far behind, thinking about having the other like this making him hit his limit, and he buried himself as deep as he could, vision hazing and mind blanking as he came. They were frantic riding it out as well, until Kyouya simply… collapsed on the other. "F-fuck… Fuck Souji…."

Souji was softly whimpering, clinging to the other. "K-Kyou…Kyou…" he said softly, the little nickname he made when they first met. It made Kyouya grin. Nails letting go, arms wrapping around the other's broad back, Souji chuckled. "…stay with me???"

Kyouya scoffed, a crooked grin on his face. "You kidding? You think I'm going to let anyone else have you?"

[fullslack]

Frolic Room (Los Angeles, CA)

Moonlight Lounge (Patterson, NJ)

street photography by Sign Of The Time

[onewiththestarss]

[nixie-deangel]

✨ 🍼 💐

✨ Retired Bradley, Jake climbing Command

Can’t help feeling his mouth go dry at the still so broad shoulders, thick bare arms. But it’s the soft tummy, covered in a thin line of dark hair leading down to the low riding pink shorts that makes him damn near choke on his own tongue. Jesus fucking Christ.

🍼 non navy bradley/fighter pilot jake as parents - hangster

“I know you don’t like me,” Bradley murmurs softly as he stares down at his cup, waiting for his tea to finish steeping.  “I didn’t,” Jake agrees as he drops down onto the stool opposite of the older man. “Not so much now though.” “That you’ve got my full, sad life story?” Bradley looks up, flashing him a grimacing smile that looks strained around the edges.

💐 serial killer Jake - hangster

“So,” Jake starts, lips quirking up into a smarmy smirk, as he lets his eyes drag up and down what he could see of Bradley’s body, “how about Friday night?” Eyes flickering up, Bradley shoots him a questioning look before dropping his eyes back down to where he’s cutting up limes for the bridal party that had ordered Tequila shots. “Friday?” “Me taking you out, honey.” “No,” Bradley cuts in, pausing as he takes a breath before tightening his grip on the knife as he gets back to carefully cutting. “No, Jake. You gotta stop asking me, man.” “Why?”

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[jadenvargen]

free online james baldwin stories, essays, videos, and other resources

**edit

James baldwin online archive with his articles and photo archives.

---NOVELS---

Giovanni's room"When David meets the sensual Giovanni in a bohemian bar, he is swept into a passionate love affair. But his girlfriend's return to Paris destroys everything. Unable to admit to the truth, David pretends the liaison never happened - while Giovanni's life descends into tragedy. This book introduces love's fascinating possibilities and extremities."

Go Tell It On The Mountain"(...)Baldwin's first major work, a semi-autobiographical novel that has established itself as an American classic. With lyrical precision, psychological directness, resonating symbolic power, and a rage that is at once unrelenting and compassionate, Baldwin chronicles a fourteen-year-old boy's discovery of the terms of his identity as the stepson of the minister of a storefront Pentecostal church in Harlem one Saturday in March of 1935. Baldwin's rendering of his protagonist's spiritual, sexual, and moral struggle of self-invention opened new possibilities in the American language and in the way Americans understand themselves."

+bonus: film adaptation on youtube. (if you’re a giancarlo esposito fan, you’ll be delighted to see him in an early preacher role)

Another Country and Going to Meet the Man Another country: "James Baldwin's masterly story of desire, hatred and violence opens with the unforgettable character of Rufus Scott, a scavenging Harlem jazz musician adrift in New York. Self-destructive, bad and brilliant, he draws us into a Bohemian underworld pulsing with heat, music and sex, where desperate and dangerous characters betray, love and test each other to the limit." Going to meet the Man: " collection of eight short stories by American writer James Baldwin. The book, dedicated "for Beauford Delaney", covers many topics related to anti-Black racism in American society, as well as African-American–Jewish relations, childhood, the creative process, criminal justice, drug addiction, family relationships, jazz, lynching, sexuality, and white supremacy."

Just Above My Head"Here, in a monumental saga of love and rage, Baldwin goes back to Harlem, to the church of his groundbreaking novel Go Tell It on the Mountain, to the homosexual passion of Giovanni's Room, and to the political fire that enflames his nonfiction work. Here, too, the story of gospel singer Arthur Hall and his family becomes both a journey into another country of the soul and senses--and a living contemporary history of black struggle in this land."

If Beale Street Could Talk"Told through the eyes of Tish, a nineteen-year-old girl, in love with Fonny, a young sculptor who is the father of her child, Baldwin's story mixes the sweet and the sad. Tish and Fonny have pledged to get married, but Fonny is falsely accused of a terrible crime and imprisoned. Their families set out to clear his name, and as they face an uncertain future, the young lovers experience a kaleidoscope of emotions-affection, despair, and hope. In a love story that evokes the blues, where passion and sadness are inevitably intertwined, Baldwin has created two characters so alive and profoundly realized that they are unforgettably ingrained in the American psyche."

also has a film adaptation by moonlight's barry jenkins

Tell Me How Long the Train's been gone At the height of his theatrical career, the actor Leo Proudhammer is nearly felled by a heart attack. As he hovers between life and death, Baldwin shows the choices that have made him enviably famous and terrifyingly vulnerable. For between Leo's childhood on the streets of Harlem and his arrival into the intoxicating world of the theater lies a wilderness of desire and loss, shame and rage. An adored older brother vanishes into prison. There are love affairs with a white woman and a younger black man, each of whom will make irresistible claims on Leo's loyalty. 

---ESSAYS---

Baldwin essay collection. Including most famously: notes of a native son, nobody knows my name, the fire next time, no name in the street, the devil finds work- baldwin on film

--DOCUMENTARIES--

Take this hammer, a tour of san Francisco.

Meeting the man

--DEBATES:--

Debate with Malcolm x, 1963 ( on integration, the nation of islam, and other topics. )

Debate with William Buckley, 1965. ( historic debate in america. )

Heavily moderated debate with Malcolm x, Charles Eric Lincoln, and Samuel Schyle 1961. (Primarily Malcolm X's debate on behalf of the nation of islam, with Baldwin giving occassional inputs.)

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apart from themes obvious in the book's descriptions, a general heads up for themes of incest and sexual assault throughout his works.