نمی‌دونم ولی جان که برای مرد کم‌ حرف روبه‌روش شکسپیر می‌خونه و روی صحنه صداش رو بالا می‌بره و طوری لبخند می‌زنه که انگار دنیا اونقدر که فکر می‌کنی بد نیست

این دوتاش روی هم ۲۰۰ هزارتاست هیچ وقت تمومش نمی‌کنی😭

تازه یکی هست گیل یه اتاق قورباغه داره که ازشون نگهداری می‌کنه و بعضی وقتا پیششون می‌خوابه وقتی جان توی اتاق صداشو بالا ببره دلش می‌خواد خفه‌ش کنه. روابط اجتماعی بالایی نداره و وقتی یه مرد بخواد ببوسش سرخ می‌شه و تنها چیزی موقع حرف ازش اعتماد به نفس داره پروژه‌ها و تحقیقاتشن.
و قورباغه‌ها

ویت :>

↳FanFiction
↳ Masters of the air

While numerous studies have been conducted on the effects of captivity on other classes of vertebrates, very few studies have investigated the effects of captivity and its related stresses on amphibians. Chronic stress results in elevated levels of corticosterone (CORT) released from the adrenocortical cells, which in turn result in hyperglycemia, anorexia, and changes in behavior.

↳FanFiction
        ↳ Masters of the air

He didn’t want to name it, because if he named it then he would have to acknowledge it. And if he acknowledged it he would have to do something about it.
This is John's end of the war.

↳FanFiction
        ↳ Masters of the air

After a bad experience, Gale has sworn off love and dating for a while. But when a young theatre company takes up residence in the theatre he works at, something clicks between him and one of the actors. Between a job he hates, the ghosts of his past, and the bright presence at his side, maybe this time he'll find a way to get what he truly wants.

↳FanFiction
        ↳ Masters of the air

Young theatre actor John Egan is waiting for the big break that will bring him and his company, the Bloody Hundredth, among the greatest.When he finds himself inexplicably attracted to a small local theatre, he gambles his life savings away for a chance at success; thanks to the handsom usher who catches his attention at first sight, he'll end up finding much more than that.

[Such Stuff John's version]

هر چیزی که امشب می‌گم تقصیر عاشوبه

[Maybe in another word, you would have chosen me.]

[You touch me and suddenly I feel a little less war torn. I'm not sure what peace is supposed to feel like but I think it may feel a lot like you.]

[That wasn't supposed to happen, I wasn't supposed to love you like this. When I first met you I wouldn't have ever imagined that you would be the one I would ache for, the one whose name leaves me with this nostalgic pain. You mean more to me than I ever expected.]

نگفتم تقصیر عاشوبه؟

[Not love at first sight but curiosity at first glance. The need to know more, to learn everything. An inability to look away. They say attention is the beginning of devotion - you've always had all of mine.]