#9 years ago today

[dailypepe]

November 28, 2013: Lady Gaga & the Muppets' Holiday Spectacular first aired. Four hands, no waiting!

[dreamings-free]

Louis with a tiny fan at Glastonbury back in 2015 - posted 26/6/24

[fear-is-nameless]

[kindahoping4forever]

Nostalgia For A Time That Never Existed in Washington DC - 26 May 2024

[atlantis-area]

JONGHYUN - CRAZY (Inkigayo, 150125)

[skinnystreakofsexy]

@adhallya-walker-lister help!

So yesterday, Children’s Day, me and Sara met in person. It was the first tumblr friend I got to meet in real life and it was fantastic.

This is our farewell selfie at the train station in Belém. If you ask me we could pass of as cousins

[slimeciclecock]

TODAY'S THE TEN YEAR ANNIVERSARY OF PRIVILEGIOS BY MISSA SINFONIA

HAPPY 10 YEARS !!!!!!

[expelliarmus]

[the-dangerous-mute-lunatic]

9 Years of “the-dangerous-mute-lunatic”

9 years of a hyperfixation, given shape on the internet. 9 years of really great memories and even greater friends. I’ve made some of my fondest memories through Portal and this blog has been there for so much of my life that it really holds a soft spot. To new folks, old friends, and mutuals who have long since deactivated, thank you for the last 9 years here.

[wereonlydollparts]

wasted youth

[dreamings-free]

throwback to April 2014 - 1D and fans in Lima, Peru

Lou Teasdale’s instagram story 26/4/23

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[brownboydiaries]

fresh ✨ helix 🧬 piercings

[sesshy380]

It's a bit late in the day, but dammit I need to post one positive thing about today.

Youngest turned 16 today.

[compacflt]

what are bradley’s earliest memories of ice and mav? the bits of his perspective on them that you’ve written are so fascinating

fairly unsurprising answer but: ice: when he came to see Carole to apologize for killing goose in ch 2 of wwgattai (sets the tone of their relationship)

mav: something very benign like mav doing magic tricks for him as a little little kid. you know how your earliest memories are always a little fuzzy and always afternoon sunshine? imagine a desaturated maverick sitting crosslegged in the grass in pale afternoon southern california sunshine showing Bradley how he can detach his thumb from his hand and then put it back again. no blood, no bone, no pain, and he’s got this daredevil grin like he’s enjoying separating his thumb from his hand. can’t see his eyes behind his aviators. the best magicians are the ones who can make even their pain disappear. or, playing “got your nose,” holding Bradley’s nose up so he can see it right in front of his very eyes, NO PAIN!, and then making it disappear. “where’d your nose go, Gosling? oh, my gosh, I lost your nose!! how’re you gonna smell? i bet you’re gonna smell bad. get it? get it? —here it is, i found it, don’t worry, it’s all good!” and putting his nose back so everything’s ok. that’s Bradley’s earliest memory of mav.

[esta-elavaris]

Had a moment today that exemplifies how my family thinks but like, in a way that’s just very sad and makes me glad I don’t think that way.

Showed a relative the amazing painting that friend did for me, and her first response was “you’d be able to sell that for some good money!!!”

Like. No????

For months I’ve discussed this creative trade with this friend, we’ve talked about what the other wants, we’ve gotten excited about it and traded progress pics as we work on it for each other, gotten stoked over making plans to get to the post office and seeing the other finally get it, and it’s just been a very wholesome and very fun project. It took six weeks for us to complete these projects, and now I have something on display in my room that makes me very happy, that’s objectively beautiful, and that I know a friend put a lot of effort into making for me and was THRILLED when I adored it.

And my family’s immediate line of thinking is “make a few quid from it lol”.

I can’t imagine the headspace it must take to go through life like that.