#lucky fish

[flowerytale]

Aimee Nezhukumatathil, from "Baked Goods", Lucky Fish (published in 2011)

#aimee nezhukumatathil #baked goods #lucky fish #poetry #poem #poems #typo #typography #words #quote #quotes #summer #*

[dragonsareawesome123]

BL Wrapped 2023

template by @loveable-sea-lemon

Tagged by @celestial-sapphicss. Thanks for tagging me!

you watched 9 bls this year but only finished 3. that's about yeah idk what happened this year since i was on a bl roll last year hours! (i think this was more of a kdrama year for me)

Never Let Me Go - finished

Moonlight Chicken - didn't finish

Our Skyy 2 - didn't finish

History1: Obsessed - didn't finish

The Luminous Solution - didn't finish

Dangerous Romance - finished

I Feel You Linger in the Air - finished

Last Twilight - still airing and won't finish airing until next year

Night Dream - still airing and won't finish airing until next year

you primarily watched bls from GMMTV.

you spent way too much time thinking about these characters: Palm, Nuengdiao, Yai, and Jom.

your favorite show was I Feel You Linger in the Air. you kept thinking about it all year.

your overall bl mood was soulmates and yearning.

you read the most fanfiction about Palmnueng. like way too much.

another of your favorites from this year was Never Let Me Go. they captivated your gay little heart.

the soundtracks you listened to the most were I Feel You Linger in the Air. it made you feel really normal.

your favorite acting pair was Brightnonkul. there was just something so mesmerizing about them…

Also, shout out to the GLs I watched/am still watching:

GAP the Series (tv show): finished

Lucky Fish (short film): finished

Love Senior (tv show): still airing and won't finish airing until next year

I'm In Love with the Villainess (tv show): finished

Green Night (film): finished

And the non BL GMMTV shows I watched this year:

Home School (tv show): didn't finish

Enigma (tv show): finished

Taggging: @benkaaoi, @fiddlepickdouglas, @iamdarthbader, @tenprem, @callipigio, @yourstormthlaylirahh, @laowen, @theheightofdishonor, @williamrikers

#bl wrapped 2023 #bl wrapped #tag game #never let me go #moonlight chicken #our skyy 2 #history 1: obsessed #the luminous solution #dangerous romance #i feel you linger in the air #last twilight #night dream #gap the series #lucky fish #love senior #i'm in love with the villainess #green night #home school #enigma #thai drama #thai bl #thai gl

[5ftboy]

LUKITA MAXWELL and ANNA MIKAMI in LUCKY FISH (2022)

#lukita maxwell #anna mikami #lucky fish #luckyfishedit #dailylgbtq #mine ** #yet another queer short film featuring a genera+ion cast member that's *too* short !!!!

[mtonino]

Side by Side

Rumbe Fish (1993) Francis Ford Coppola

Dark City (1998) Alex Proyas

The Faculty (1998) Robert Rodriguez

Lucky Fish (2022) Emily May Jampel

#side by side #comparison #movies #rumble fish #dark city #francis ford coppola #alex proyas #mine #cinematic parallels #the faculty #robert rodriguez #lucky fish #emily may jampel

[indeedgoodman]

#art #design #luxury #Japan #street #tokyo #japan travel #japanese #filtration #fish #fishes #lucky fish #Koi Fish #jellyfish #animal art #fish art #goldfish #koi #underground #IndeedGoodMan #fyp #tumblr #for you page

[iconsfinder]

#lukita maxwell #lukita maxwell icons #icons lukita maxwell #lukita icons #girls #girls icons #females icons #twitter stuff #twitter icons #icons #without psd #hbo #hbo max #generation #genera+ion #genera+ion icons #delilah #lucky fish #speechless #jillian #random girls

[smokefalls]

I put my hand over my heart when no one is looking. I want to shield my heart from that familiar ache, save it, and I do— with my little sorry and broken bones.

Aimee Nezhukumatathil, “FOOSH” from Lucky Fish

#Aimee Nezhukumatathil #Lucky Fish #quote #poetry #2022 reads #Sealey Challenge

[votive]

— Aimee Nezhukumatathil, Suppose You Were a Moray Eel

excerpts from: Lucky Fish

#poetry #art #literature #quotes #words #poem #dark academia #aimee nezhukumatathil #lucky fish #votivum

[libraryleopard]

Poetry

Explores the natural world, girldhood, motherhood, and love

Favorites: "The Secret of Soil," "Corpse Flower, " "The Mascot of Beavercreek High Breaks Her Silence," "Are All the Break-Ups In Your Poems Real?," and Birth Geographic"

Indian/Filipina American author

#i really really liked this!! #clearly need to go read more of her work #aimee nezhukumatathil #lucky fish #poetry #2023 reads #lulu speaks #lulu reads #lulu reads lucky fish

[canbeanythinguwant]

Lucky Fish (2022 short film)

#lucky fish #lukita maxwell #same

[mascrapping]

2021: Spring Break 2021 - Pompano Beach - Lucky Fish and Pelicans

After spending a few days with my son, I travelled further south in Florida down to Pompano Beach to visit my aunt. As soon as I got down there, she wanted to go to her favorite restaurant – Lucky Fish – which is right on the beach, and I had an amazing Poke bowl. Afterwards we walked down the Pompano Beach Fisher Family Pier and took some pictures with the pelicans without getting attacked. For…

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#beach #bowl #Fisher family pier #Florida #flower #Food #Hawaiin #lucky fish #MASCrapping #masculine scrapbooking #ocean view #pelican #Pier #poke #pompano beach #restaurant #ScrapBook #scrapbooks for men #Spring break

[tapefish]

dont worry about me, got all the luck I need

#id in alt #my art #kobra kid #yes it took a while to build that collection yes it acts as an impromptu flail #something something stealing good luck charms from other racers (sometimes corpses sometimes not) #he'll take a racers lucky charms for losing over carbons/supplies (everyone hates that). he makes it personal lol #kobra voice: well CLEARLY it wasnt working for them #cherri voice: when you get jumped for this. I'll help #boy doesnt care if its good or bad luck hell take everything he can get #does it work? probably not. has he lost yet? probably not #also to list all the charms I added :] acorn bat cherries rabbits foot mustard seed ace of spades clover ladybug fish bell horseshoe #triple sevens snake eyes rosary/bad luck beads!! #also kobras knuckle tats say lucky yyou and the back of their hands are just. littered with stick and pokes of other luck symbols #way to tkake a motif and beat it into the ground

[anglerflsh]

in three separate outfits, even

#[.art] #self #I never use the persona even if it's yk. the most similar to my username #it's just there for fun honestly #I got SO lucky with the way anglerfish are dimorphic. trans rights #alas a fursona cant be a fish otherwise this would have been a lot more repetitive. anyway

[vintageadsmakemehappy]

1951 Lucky Strike Cigarette ad

#1951 #lucky strike #cigarettes #smoking #fishing #camping #vintageadsmakemehappy #vintage magazine #vintage advertising #magazine #advertising #50s #1950s

[oneiroy]

just a cute and soft gpose for the soul today

(fornax is @verysmallcyborg's)

#ffxiv #gpose #femroe #ryssrael #fornax #after hours of honestly pretty lucky fishing #gpose time :) #☀️🌟

[hannahssimblr]

The low, blue light from the tanks is relaxing, meditative, even, and though the aquarium is loud with the sounds of small children rushing about and pointing out fish to one another, it’s still peaceful. Maybe it’s womb-like, I don’t know.

We stare at the turtles for ages and laugh about the description plaque, stating that all of these turtles were donated by families who no longer wanted them as pets when the Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtle craze passed. 

“They’re a bit like me,” Jen says, “my parents kinda donated me to Michelle’s family when the novelty wore off.”

I don't know if she wants me to laugh, but I don't think it's funny. The smile slips off my face and suddenly these turtles are tragic figures, metaphors for the cruel, shallow nature of humanity. We just toss living creatures aside and flush them down toilets as soon as they are no longer trendy. Usually Jen would be impressed that I had such a liberal thought without first seeing it somewhere on the internet and adopting it as my own opinion, but I can sense it’s not really the right time to start a discussion about consumerism, or whatever. 

“I’m sorry about your mam today,” I say, “I would have expected she’d at least have the decency to say hello.”

Jen pauses for a long moment. I let the silence go on, and am beginning to think she won’t answer at all when she says, “I don’t know what I expected, to be honest.”

“It’s probably normal to expect your own mother to acknowledge you in public.”

“I just wonder if she’s missed me at all in the last two years.”

I don’t know what to say, “...I’m sure she has.”

“I doubt it, to be honest,” She stares dejectedly into the tank, “She’s had a lot of chances to reach out and make up, I just feel like she won’t do it if she hasn’t done it by now. I think that part of me thought she’d care more, I suppose, but then again I’m not really surprised that she doesn’t. She only had kids because people would have thought it was weird if she didn't.”

“Yeah but if she didn't then I wouldn't have a best friend.”

“You'd be best friends with some other loser if I didn’t exist.”

“Well, I'm glad it's you, is all.”

“I just think it’s a pity when… when love is supposed to be, like, unconditional, but it isn’t. You’re meant to love your kids no matter what, so I just think that if you’re going to give up on them as soon as they do, or… or are something that you don’t approve of then why would you have them?”

“I don’t think it’s that simple.”

“Ugh,” she shoves me lightly and turns to sit on a nearby bench facing another tank of fish, “Obviously I know, I was just saying.”

I join her, “I know, I feel the same way about my parents, sort of.”

“Well, I mean, it’s different too, isn’t it? Because Chris and Colette actually do love you.”

I hesitate, “I think they love what I do for them and all, how convenient it is for me to be around and helping with things at home, but I don't know if that's proper love.”

“That’s probably not everything you are to them, like, yeah, you help your mom out with the parenting thing when your dad refuses to be involved with it and that’s hard, but I don’t think they’d ever kick you out of the house and try to forget you were ever born. They brought you with them, didn’t they? When they moved to Ireland, and they didn't have to do that.”

I wish they didn’t. Sometimes I wish they’d just abandoned me at aunt Maureen’s house and let me grow up like the normal American kid I was on track to be, doing normal American kid things like blissfully finger painting awful, shit butterfly pictures in elementary school and going to summer camps with campfires and raft building activities.

Memories of the desert are lit up in technicolour for me now, so clear that I swear I can still taste the air. It was drier, sweeter than the air here. It smelled different too, carrying some indescribable scent that only snapped back into my consciousness when I visited again two years ago and I've had a hard time not yearning for it since. Everything was beautiful. At the house that I used to call my home I would carry my breakfast out to the terrace, hopping on flagstone scorching already from the sun, and just look at the distant mountains, jagged blue, for ages, while the Rio Grande shimmered like a mirage in the dust land below.

It's because of Ivy that we left, though I still don’t know why my parents thought that bringing another child into the world, on purpose this time, would somehow fix all of the tears in the fabric of their marriage. And what about me? What kind of real, genuine good was lifting me out of the place that was making me so happy? But I know it's too late to waste time wondering, and if I ask them they'll just repeat what they've always said about how raising children would be better in Europe, as if they would even know.

“Yeah,” I say to Jen, “I guess that proves they love me.”

“I know what your problem is,” she says, and I’m curious enough about hearing it summed up that I look at her, the tanks throwing moving shapes and colours across her face, “You’ve just forgotten how to talk to them, like, how to really talk about how you feel, and they’ve forgotten how to do the same with you.”

“Hm.”

“You and I are good at talking, I think. We can talk about anything, even really hard things, even when we get upset about it, so I know you have it in you to do the same with your parents, you just won’t. You’re just too awkward now because you’re used to the way that it is, but I think if you just tried to change your habits then you’d probably find that they’d do the same with you.”

I nod. I don’t really know what she’s saying, but it sounds wise in that oh-so-very Jen way. 

“Maybe your parents want to be close to you too,” she continues, “you really don’t know. Maybe they’re just scared that you’ll push them away, and I know you’re scared of the same thing so you’re all just walking around on eggshells trying very hard not to get hurt.”

“Do you think so?”

“Well, they could have just not had you, but they did. They got married because of you, and they wanted to bring you here with them. They still take you on holidays and buy you school supplies and nice clothes and fancy gifts, and even though you are the worst behaved boy of all time you don't get punished half as harshly as you should. Mine learned I was gay and changed the bloody locks,” she sighs, “You’re a lucky boy, actually, like it or not.”

It's always hard to talk about her parents, not just because they were awful, but the casual way that Jen speaks of the event, like she's just repeating some bland school gossip she heard in the locker room. I know it hurts her. It must. The destruction they have done to her is immeasurable, and Jen has become so good at covering it all up, but I know her better than anybody. She’s vulnerable, sensitive and easily hurt, and even when her face doesn’t show it her eyes do. She knows I can tell, which is probably why she refuses to look at me for several moments and turns her face towards the shark tank to her left. 

As for my parents, maybe she’s right, maybe I don’t know how good I really have it, and if I tried to talk to them more I’d be pleasantly surprised by the things they have to say. There are worse parents than mine, evidently. 

We don’t speak again. I just sit close to her in silence while we watch the fish swim and weave between the rising bubbles in their tanks, fluid, free, mindless, until it is time to catch the DART home again. 

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#lucky boy 2009 #name drop moment lmao #I like the way this aquarium looks but omg the stress of trying to figure out how to get actual fish into it? #and you can barely see them lmao #ain't that the way #tw: homophobia