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The Man Next Door - Part 1

Meaningless. At the end of the day it always comes down to this. Hank Anderson sits in his car that – just like him – has definitely seen better times. His eyes are closed. He doesn't want to see the ugly building in front of him. The fucking building that will consume the last remaining bit of his soul eventually. Countless floors, scrawled graffiti across the walls, dumpsters that need to be emptied – all of it just landmarks on the map of solitude. The rain has stopped, so there is nothing left that will save his eyes from the view once he opens them. Hank is procrastinating. Procrastinating to go inside. Because behind the squeaky main door, at the end of the cold flight of stairs, on the other side of his apartment's lock there is nothing but silence waiting for him. Silence that is like poison, creeping into every corner of his body and mind.

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Happy pride month lovelies! If any of y'all are interested in queer artists this month i'll be (trying) to post a little blurb about some every now and again! (nothing too extensive but a starting point for further reading/research if you're interested! 😋)

Today is for Robert Rauschenberg and Jasper Johns!

Both artists grew up in the American south before moving to New York City to develop their art practices in the 1950s. In 1953, both artists met at a party and quickly became friends and then lovers after bonding over their mutual hate for the current Abstract Expressionist art movement. By 1955, Rauschenberg and Johns had studio spaces next to one another as they became each other's audience and muses for their respective experimental works.

Rauschenberg stated, "Jasper was soft, beautiful, lean, and poetic. [...] I have photos of him then that would break your heart." However, the couple split up by 1962 as Rauschenberg recounts, "What had been sensitive and tender became gossip."

After the breakup, both artists left New York City for an extended period of time and made revenge paintings (see John's work Liar) and refused to speak to one another for several years. In 1950s America, neither artist felt comfortable speaking about their relationship outside their immediate circle of friends, but in a time dominated by macho, egotistical, AbEx Pollock action paintings, Rauschenberg and Johns forged their own, softer, art alternative, together.

@ the couple who swooped in at the last second this morning to snatch up the apartment that joeff and i applied for last night i hope you get dragged under the red line

Nerds who have villain alter egos

my baby Riri in 20 styles

Your mind is fucking awesome. You've completely convinced me of Sam-Dean Maemags. What's the end point, in your opinion? Do they ever come together (in Arda, after the twins leave, post reimbodiment, etc) Hell, even Maedhros dying and leaving Maglor to live life alone like Sam had to live after Dean's death is a near match in theme. I am a romantic at heart and I like to imagine that somewhere thousands of years down the line they share their own little reimbodied corner of the universe just like Sam and Dean share a heaven. Maybe it's a fortress, or a cabin in the woods, or maybe just a little camp in a plentiful forest where they won't be bothered (or noticed, if they sleep in the same bed roll...)

The boring answer is that they never actually commit that final sin/devotion with each other before Maedhros dies, and once Reborn they're no longer trapped together alone. They almost never speak of "how things were in the end", and do their best to ignore how much they need each other. They try to build separate lives as separate people.

But like I said, that's boring.

I think they fuck at least once in the late first age, with a flimsy excuse, probably due to one of their injured pride.

Maglor does a bad job hiding in the woods one time and Maedhros hears someone moving nearby. Maedhros tells him to come out and face me, would you really sneak attack someone who's jerking it? Maglor walks into the clearing so that Maedhros will no it's just him, not an orc or a bandit, and will stop yelling and giving their position away to actual threats. Maedhros says "Maglor!" in surprise, and comes.

After that, the boundary is broken. The other of them might as well stay and keep watch while his brother masturbates. (At minimum Maedhros should get to see Maglor's O-face once, so the intimacy between them stays even with neither having an imbalance over the other (that's a huge lie.) But also it's maybe practical.) The one who's keeping watch has to keep his stare moving, alert for any danger. And when Maglor is masturbating he gazes at Maedhros, so he'll know in an instant if Maedhros goes on alert. Not because he likes looking at his brother while stroking his cock, of course. But they both notice - and say nothing about - that they come faster than when their brother was off in the woods giving them "privacy".

I like the idea of them reembodied in a little cabin together. Somewhere far up in the mountains where no one else goes. Maedhros goes into Tirion for Fingon's centennial birthday parties, and Maglor goes to the every twenty years greatest concert in Aman, and the both visit Nerdanel once a decade. Other than that they keep to themselves. Their family knows that each of them is off living alone in the wilderness, but not that they're doing it together.

They don't get many visitors, but even when they do it's not hard to hide that they're living together. Maedhros will claim to be just visiting, or perhaps Maglor will spot the visitor before they spot him and vanish into the trees for the entire visit. The house has one bed, a few clothes that are short on Maedhros and long on Maglor, a rocking chair and an armchair that perhaps are just fir the inhabitant's different moods. There isn't anything as obvious as only two bowls or plates, they packed up a full set or ceramic dishes and half of it broke when hiking in. So there are three mugs and five plates and two bowls, and you gave no idea how many people live there. The weapons in the closet might reveal that someone is here who favors the longsword, or the bassoon in the corner reveals a musician. But even Curufin, when he visits, just believes that Maedhros visits Maglor more often than he does. After all, the cabin is so tiny, two people could never get away from each other there for even a moment, no one could possibly share that space without going insane.

Fic rec: Strange Currencies by jouissant is about Maedhros being reborn in Valinor, after he and Maglor married each other mostly by accident when wandering dying Beleriand. And elves can see in each other's eyes when someone is married, so Maedhros is trying to avoid anyone else putting two and two together that the brothers were both unmarried when last people saw them, and then wandered off together. It's very good and very similar vibes to this.

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speaking of the horrors brian goosebumpsphantomoftheauditorium is still So funny for being like yeah i'm a ghost i know i'm a ghost. & he's befriended the horror fan menace duo who are giggling clutching each other like omg omg okay. we're fine. we're breaking into the school at night to investigate the horrors aaaa what if there's a ghost eek ok ok!!! & brian ghost who knows he's a ghost is like omg guys aaaa stopppp ;;m;; suffering thee Most but he's not putting on an act to conceal his phantomly destiny. he's just like that

Well, I had to deal with my shift manager's bitchy power trip at closing tonight, so I'm getting high, putting on cozy pajamas, and I'm probably gonna maaturbate