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i didn’t rec the fic where johnny gets his balls slapped bc the ending sucked :/ i look out for my followers 

Anonymous said: Do you happen to have a kazer fic rec? You have me intrigued 👀

heres this one: & this

and i have some more LOL

say it with flowers

GOOD WORK, YOUNG HAWK, the oak tree outside his building booms once the season’s over, and Patrick smiles sleepily in its direction.

He’s never been sure how the trees of Chicago know about hockey—trees hear a lot, but it’s not like he’s ever stopped in a public park to ask one about it.

it’s woven in my soul

Johnny finds the entire thing hilarious. It’s probably because it isn’t anyone in his family wearing a Kaner jersey, or a Sharpy jersey.

In which Patrick makes a statement.

the best possible versions of ourselves

Patrick’s sharpest memory of Jonny was a brown-eyed eight year old with dinosaur stamps on both his cheeks, kissing him goodbye on a cold November day beside the playground swings. Jonny at eighteen is all long limbs and lean lines, taller than him by a head and with eyes like a stunner— and Patrick realizes this Jonny is someone else entirely, someone he doesn’t know, but he still wants to.

Anonymous said: liz, why does shia in that mug shot look like pkane????



pleas e


i had to get a damn flu shot today and my arm is gonna fall off fuck this







8½ (1963)

Its surface flow of images dazzles us with sharp contrasts of black and white, startling eruptions from offscreen, unexpected changes of scene, and a virtuoso display of all the possibilities and effects of camera movement.

Alexander Sesonske, Criterion Collection




hockey ruined my life and my follower count

do you need me to rehydrate you