#I love pictures of me when I was younger

[myokk]

the summer before Hogwarts🫶

I wanted to put them together bc I’m sad they’re apart in my other posts 🥹😇

(originals: Sebastian, Anne)

[anmaries]

i talk about movies rogue likes, but she really didn't get to actually see anything until after she met with the x-men. there was no television in the hippie commune, and when rogue moved in with carrie all she had was a radio. with mystique and destiny there was also no need for a tv in the house as they were often on missions anyways, and rogue was already used to spending time outside when she wanted to have any sort of fun.

[mer-se]

I could cry

[lesbiradshaw]

just started thinking about bradley as a teenager struggling with his emotions both pre and post his mother’s death/fall out with maverick but not wanting to reach out for help because a history of mental health problems can get you disqualified from enlisting in the service. happy saturday guys.

[silliemop]

GUYS IM HONESTLYGONMA EXPLODE I CANT

i haven’t watched his videos in a while but saw something yesterday about this last vid and watched it just when it started and was okay at first BUT THEN THE ENDING MADE ME START SOBBING I MISS HIM SOMUCH ILOVEE HIM AND HIS VIDEOS

I ADORED HIM WHEN I WAS YOUNGER AND WATCHED HIS VIDEOS A BUNCH i gotta start watching them again from the beginning

and i was literally like “no WAY” when i saw this get recommended right after watching

hguhhhgdhfg never recovering from this

THANK YOU STAMPY FOR YOURRR AMAZING SERIESS!!!!<33333 KFBDK

[bunnyboy-juice]

im so glad i didn't die at 20 bc i never would have made it to my mid 20s and learned that I'm smoking hot and only getting better with age

[ilikebigbooks-and-icannotlie]

@rainbowrowell I was looking for your email so I could nicely send you an email about the impact that Slow Dance has had on me, and then you didn't have one posted anywhere, and then I was just not gonna say anything at all, but then I decided what's more Slow Dance/80s-power-balad-y than openly screaming my feelings to you on my tumblr blog and hoping you hear them, in that standing-outside-your-house-with-my-boom-box kind of way. So, here it is:

Dearest Rainbow,

While most people read books and connect to a character, I have always had a hard time 100% superimposing myself onto characters. Even characters that I SHOULD relate to, that are mostly similar to me, I just. I've liked them, but they've never spoken to me in my soul. That said, something about your books have always touched me. Eleanor, Cath, Simon, these characters have always spoken directly to me a little more than average. This is all to say though, that never in my entire life have I felt so deeply seen by any book ever, until Slow Dance. From the very first "your mom" joke, I was smitten. I was listening to the book, and after laughing, my immediate reaction was that my husband needed to listen to that book too. And as soon as I finished, I listened to it again with him.

Somehow, I knew it would gut me. And it did. I felt so understood by Shiloh in ways I never knew were important to me. Her sexuality is something I relate to so strongly, and never before have I been so perfectly represented like that. Her sense of humor, her nervousness, her self-sabotage.

As a lover of Emily Henry, while her books make me grateful for the love I have, one that always somehow always fits into the kind of love she's describing, her books also always make me yearn. For the location, or the larger than life friends, or something that just. I always end up yearning.

Slow Dance took root in my chest when I read it within the first few days it came out, and sits there to this day. This feeling of. Of a character who grew up wanting more, and came back home, and still wants more, but also feels kind of defeated, and also learns to be happy. This deep friendship that's always realistically been love. This idea of being known so intimately but also not being known at all in other ways. Of only really romantically loving one person, and being nervous because they've been with other people and you really haven't. Of the different shapes of family. Of overthinking because it feels like you have to, of needing to be ready for an ending just in case, even though you so badly don't want something to end, of trying to convince yourself that less is perfectly okay and maybe it's supposed to be that way. Every part of Shiloh spoke to me, every part of Cary reminded me of my husband, every part of this book, as a childless plus-sized 5'3 27yo that has never set foot in Nebraska, made me feel so so deeply seen. And though I don't completely understand how or why, I know it is a book that will sit with me for years to come. So I thank you sincerely for gifting us with it, and for giving shape to so many thoughts in my head I've never been able to really say. Hearing them out loud was shattering.

[orcelito]

Sasuke is Out! Sasuke is Doing things! What will Sasuke do?! I have no idea!!! I've never gotten this far in the story before, so I have no idea how things are going from here!!!! But Sasuke is Loose!!!!!!

Quoting this post to myself as I see Sasuke walking around and doing things. I haven't seen this guy do anything in like a hundred episodes. It's so exciting

[phagodyke]

love being at the climbing gym like yeah im not that flexible and then constantly doing moves matching my hands n feet on the same holds even when completely unnecessary

[britneyshakespeare]

Also I never knew that there was even a single color photograph of my grandparents' wedding in 1952. I've only ever seen the ones in black and white. Don't they look beautiful? Didn't I just come from the most gorgeous people?

[mementoasts]

jonathan sims head archivist of the magnus institute london

[skitskatdacat63]

I feel like at least several times a month, I have a random insane revitalization of my love for The Smiths. Not that I ever stop loving them, but I'll listen to some song and then suddenly fall into this pit of just deep, intense love for their music again where I can't stop listening to their music on repeat and watching live performances and looking at pics like AAAAAHHHHHH WHY IS THEIR MUSIC SO GOOOD?????? WHY IS IT PERFECT?????? WHY WERE THEY SO GENDER???????

(songs I am feeling intense brainrot over rn in case you're curious: "I Want The One I Can't Have(live)", "Stretch Out and Wait(live)", "You Just Haven't Earned It Yet Baby", "Some Girls Are Bigger Than Others(demo)", "What She Said", "The Boy With The Thorn in His Side(live)"(p.s. I Want The One I Can't Have is Martian-coded to me, pls listen)(also it reminds me of that movie I watched yesterday)

[bumblingbabooshka]

T’Pol & T’Pel

[illiana-mystery]

He's an absolute mad lad and I love that.

[gerudosage]

tears of the kingdom.

❛ at my age ... well, very little surprises me. ❜ @sentinaels & morgan.

❛ your age ? ❜ an eyebrow arched high on her face as the girl looked around, posture relaxing in the wake of her interrupted prayer. it was a sentiment she had heard a thousand times, from her mother, her aunts, the elders of the gerudo, & it usually acted as a warning, a sign that a lesson was imminent, & that one should flee while they still had the chance. the urge to run, however lay dormant, her curiosity wakening instead as she peered through the shadows of the temple, drinking in the newcomer’s appearance. her age, she said, as if she had been there at the beginning of the world, but if pressed, nabooru would guess she had seen twenty – some years beneath the sun, thirty at a push.

❛ well, that might be true for you, but you got the drop on me for sure. i didn’t even hear you come in, ❜ a great feat of stealth indeed ; though carpets had been laid down to muffle the sound of people moving throughout the temple, footsteps still echoed endlessly, & though she had intended to lose herself entirely in prayer, beseeching the goddess of the sand as she never had before to grant her an answer, one ear had been cocked, as always, listening for any who might arrive, & interrupt her. perhaps her ears were not as sharp as she believed ; perhaps the other’s footsteps had been drowned out by the incessant melody which echoed through her mind, ever present, yet unable to be sung aloud.

❛ didn’t expect anyone else here so early, huh ? ❜ she hadn’t either, & she felt the faintest prick of irritation at the other’s presence. she had slept in the temple overnight in order to secure the peace & quiet of the early morning, had lit the surrounding candles to grant her light until the rising of the sun, had laid before the statue of the goddess all she would need in the act of her devotion, & had hardly closed her eyes before being interrupted. she wouldn’t cause an argument, not here, but the smile she gave the newcomer was not quite as genuine as she wished it to be, at a tightness at the corners of her mouth giving her away.

❛ neither did i. it’s exactly why i came. are you here to pray too ? ❜ she asked, as courteously as she could, all the while hoping the answer would be no.

[we-weavile]

Say hello to Charly, my new kitten!!! I adopted him yesterday at the refuge, he is approximately 3 months old, as he is a stray cat. He is slowly getting used to our presence!!