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rhaenyratheecruel · 3 months
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persephone had it right
“a burning hill,” mitski/“the beatrice letters,” lemony snicket/“cigarettes & saints,” the wonder years/“the beatrice letters,” lemony snicket/“samson,” regina spektor/“the beatrice letters,” lemony snicket/“letters to doc,” cathy linh che
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shiveringfrogspawn · 9 months
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erikahenningsen · 3 months
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🎲🎲🎲 !!!!!!
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8. A platonic kiss (spoiler alert: it isn't)
"Can I ask you something?"
Regina looks up from her history textbook, pen paused in the middle of writing the word reformation. She's seated on Cady's bed, notebook in her lap.
She's been spending more and more of her afternoons in Cady's room, doing homework in companionable silence. It's the only way Cady's mom lets her hang out with friends until she brings her calculus grade back up. Strangely, Regina finds she'd rather be here, studying for her AP exam, than walking around the mall or teaching Gretchen how to Dutch braid her hair.
If she spends half the time staring at Cady out of the corner of her eye, heart beating a little faster every time she does that cute nose scrunch thing when she's on a particularly difficult problem, that's nobody's business but her own.
"What's up?" Regina asks.
"What's it like kissing Aaron?" Cady asks.
The m in reformation turns into a jagged line down Regina's notebook page. She stares at Cady, certain she's heard wrong. "What?"
"You've kissed him. I've seen you do it," Cady says, as if that's where the confusion is coming from. "What's it like?"
"Why are you asking me this?" Regina says, feeling her cheeks warm. She's not sure why she's blushing; she isn't the one asking ridiculous questions here. "Haven't you kissed him?"
Cady shakes her head. "I've never kissed anyone," she admits quietly.
"Okay, so..." Regina says. "Then kiss your boyfriend?"
Cady lets out an annoyed huff. "But I can't! He's used to kissing you." Cady throws her arm out towards Regina and Regina isn't sure if she should be offended. "And you're good at that stuff." She pauses. "I mean, you are, right?"
"Uh," Regina says dumbly.
"And what if I'm bad at it?" Cady continues, more softly.
Regina shrugs. "Who cares?"
"I care!" Cady says. "There have been a few times where I could tell he was about to kiss me and I just freaked out and made up some excuse."
"Cady, what do you want me to do about it?" Regina asks, a little desperately. This conversation is bringing up all of her fantasies about kissing Cady, the ones she only allows herself to think about late at night when she's trying to fall asleep—definitely not in Cady's bedroom with her sitting right there.
Cady takes a deep breath. "Will you kiss me?"
Regina's pen falls from her slackened grip, bouncing off the bed and clattering to the floor. She opens her mouth, then closes it again, then opens it and manages to force out a "huh?"
"Please?" Cady asks. "You know what he likes. It's perfect."
It isn't perfect. It's objectively a bad idea. Her crush on Cady almost burned down the entire school, and they hadn't really ever even hugged.
"And we're friends," Cady adds, "so it wouldn't be weird, right?"
Friends. Friends! Regina's brain grabs onto the word. She can do this, as a friendly favor to Cady. Nothing more. It's a win-win, really—Cady gets some experience and Regina can finally get whatever this fixation on Cady is out of her system.
Before she can really think it through, Regina finds herself nodding. "Yeah," she says, her voice cracking. She clears her throat. "Right. Sure."
Cady's face lights up. "Oh my gosh, thanks!"
They stare at each other for a moment.
"Well, come here," Regina says. She draws the line at climbing into Cady's lap in her little desk chair.
Cady stands immediately, seeming to forget the calculator in her lap, which hits the rug with a thud. She comes and sits next to Regina on the bed and angles her body to face her, their faces a few inches apart.
Regina suddenly feels nervous. She's never been nervous about kissing someone before—but those were just boys. They didn't matter. She has to make this good for Cady, so Cady will want to kiss her again.
Regina catches the thought and buries it. So Cady can kiss Aaron, she corrects herself.
"Um, here," Regina murmurs, scooting a bit closer and lifting one of Cady's hands to her shoulder. It feels cool against her overheated skin.
"Okay," Cady whispers, and Regina can feel it against her lips in a way that makes her shiver. She puts a hand on the back of Cady's neck, takes a deep breath, and leans in.
Cady's lips are cool and dry but soft, and Regina has to focus on not immediately pressing Cady into the mattress. She applies just a hint of pressure, not much more than a meaningful press of lips. Cady inhales sharply but doesn't move.
Regina pulls back a bit. "Cady, you have to work with me here," she says, her voice only shaking a little.
"Oh, uh, okay," Cady says, seeming confused.
Before she can think about it, Regina reaches a hand up to Cady's lips and parts them just slightly. "Now tilt your head a bit," she says, and when Cady does, she leans in again.
This time, Regina's lips slot between Cady's, catching Cady's top lip in between both of hers. This time, Cady's mouth moves with hers, tentative at first, clumsy, but it sends something hot and electric down Regina's spine.
Emboldened, Regina presses closer, fingers flexing against the back of Cady's neck, and Cady responds with a soft sound that Regina knows will never stop playing in her brain, even on her deathbed.
Regina pulls back a little, her lips sliding over Cady's now tacky with spit and Regina's lip gloss, adjusts the angle of her head. Without thinking, she grips Cady's upper thigh with her other hand, and Cady arches into her. Heat burns through Regina's body, blooming in her chest and spreading down to pool below her stomach, and alarm bells start going off in her head.
Regina pulls back more suddenly than she means to, and Cady falls into her a little before she catches herself. Cady is breathing hard, her pupils dilated, her lips reddened. Regina desperately wishes she could delete the last five minutes from her brain because she has no idea how she's going to be able to think about anything else for the rest of her life, and she has her AP European History exam in two weeks.
"Wow," Cady says, a little breathlessly. She runs a hand through her hair. "I see why Aaron liked kissing you. Thanks." She laughs a little, even though she's just said the least funny and most destructive thing for Regina's sanity she could possibly say.
"No problem," Regina says, her voice faint. "What are friends for?"
Cady smiles at her. Regina smiles back, reflexively.
Well, shit.
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sophs-style · 2 months
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Nicolas Ghesquière presented the Louis Vuitton Spring/Summer 2024 collection during Paris Fashion Week on Monday (2nd October 2023). The front row was packed with many celebs, as you would expect.
Zendaya, Jennifer Connelly, Cate Blanchett, Alicia Vikander, Ana de Armas, Gemma Chan, Cynthia Erivo, Renate Reinsve, Thuso Mbedu, Saoirse Ronan, India Amarteifio, Regina King, Phoebe Dynevor, Alana, Danielle and Este Haim, Chloë Grace Moretz, Hannah Einbinder, Kerry Condon, Léa Seydoux, Lous and the Yakuza, Shay Mitchell, Stacy Martin, Ariana Greenblatt, Eileen Gu and Maia Mitchell (all wearing Louis Vuitton).
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cowgrlcunt · 6 hours
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“we were born to be free” 🇺🇸🥤
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chicinsilk · 11 months
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Elsa Martinelli in beachwear by Bessie Becker. Sun hat, by Ina Boeckler. Photo Regina Relang. Constanze Fashion Magazine Spring/Summer 1955.
Elsa Martinelli en tenue de plage par Bessie Becker. Chapeau de soleil, par Ina Boeckler. Photo Regina Relang. Magazine Constanze Mode Printemps/Été 1955.
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Book Mail!: Spring Edition. Featuring a couple preorders, a couple workiversary gifts to myself, and flowers growing at the base of our biggest tree!
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a-ramblinrose · 11 months
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JOMP Book Photo Challenge || July 7 || Books and A Cold Drink:  A current read & ice coffee is the perfect way to survive the heat!
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nottrusttworthy · 2 months
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Friends are forever
Boys are whatever
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purplecatruins · 3 months
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Regina King in this insanely gorgeous cobalt blue dress with gold-detailed embellishments from Schiaparelli Couture Spring 2020.
Don't know if it is the lighting or a different shade of blue for Regina King's dress.
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Lunar Eclipse in Finland
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True Love on the road, day 6 
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upload on ao3 https://archiveofourown.org/works/46827871
(dedicated to t_sqer on twitter )
Thanks to @sqspringbreakweek​ to organize again this wonderful event. 
Thanks to all of swen to bear my works.
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sophiaphile · 5 months
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Ok so The Last Dinner Party is like a modern combo of Bowie, Roxy Music, Patti Smith, and Kate Bush
with lyrics with religious and literary references like Dylan, Leonard Cohen, and Regina Spektor
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olszewskisworld · 1 year
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One year ago at this time we spent a great family girl time in the Netherlands 🌸 with these beautiful flower photos from the Amsterdam flower market and a touch of sea I send you some spring feelings 🌸
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queeniecook · 1 year
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Snow in Oasis Springs.
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wehavewords · 1 year
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“A Spring breeze, caught the fragrance of dancing wildflowers, in the early morning rain; Seeping it through the cracks of my bedroom window, where it gently woke me, like a good morning kiss.”
Lillith Regina, April’s Kiss
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godzilla-reads · 2 years
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June 15, 2022
I just finished reading the short story Dragonslaying by Shen Yingying (trans. Emily Xueni Jin) from this collection of Chinese SFF by female and nonbinary authors. The story Dragonslaying is about a female doctor witnessing the “surgery” of turning a jiaoren’s tail into a set of legs. Jiaoren are beautiful merfolk found in Chinese folklore, and in this story are being sold to the rich and powerful as concubines or entertainers.
Shen Yingying writes a thought-provoking and sometimes horrifying story on humanity and exploitation.
📖 The Way Spring Arrives and Other Stories edited by Yu Chen and Regina Kanyu Wang
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