Douglas Huebler, Variable Piece #34, 1970
‘During November 1970 forty people were photographed at the instant exactly after the photographer said, “You have a beautiful face.”
The forty photographs and this statement join together to constitute the form of this piece.
(Source: artintelligence.net, via pugpy)
FIGHT FOR IT
Chapter 7: Labels
Apart from being able to feel him looking at me, things were pretty comfortable over all for the rest of the afternoon. At least they were until we left to go home at the same time. It was such a habit from spending time together for so long that neither of us thought anything about it until we were walking along in complete silence. Without saying a word about where we were going, we found ourselves back on the now deserted beach. It was too windy for fires, and once the sun went down people didn’t want to be anywhere near the ocean without one to keep them warm. The cold didn’t really bother us though, one of the bonuses of running an extremely hot body temperature—that and it helped burn off infections making it virtually impossible for us to get sick at all.
Read on: TR | JBNP | AO3
Pairing: two wolves - not identified for the first couple of chapters
Rating: MA (language & sexual content)
Genre: angst, hurt/comfort, romance, slash, smut (I’m not even going to try and fool anyone)
Warning: This is a m/m slash story. It depicts strong violence and graphic sexual situations between two men. If this isn’t your thing, please don’t read it and then complain about it.
Summary: Testosterone and sexual tensions run high between two of La Push’s protectors. Their continual fighting and struggle for dominance leads to one of them taking things to the next level, but at what cost? Questions of choice vs. destiny, sexual identity, social acceptance and a sense of belonging are all drawn to the forefront as the boys work through their battle.
this is the laziest thing i’ve seen in my entire life
Today is my birthday, and there better be a better cake than this at some point between now and Sunday, or there will be hell to pay.
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