#now I’m going to cry

[evyltalks]

this sounds quite heavy but ur lily looks so much like my best friend that passed away last year. It’s like seeing a version of her drawn by you and the art feels so alive. I absolutely adore your version of lily ☹️🩷

Thank you so much for sharing that with me. Honestly, when I read your message, it hit me really hard, I felt like I was going to cry for days… I’m so deeply sorry for your loss and I’m incredibly honored that my version of Lily could remind you of your best friend. I never imagined my art would connect with someone on such a profound level and it’s really touching to know it has this kind of meaning for you.

It’s moments like these that remind me why I create art in the first place. Knowing that something I’ve drawn could bring even a little comfort or spark a memory of someone so important is beyond anything I could have hoped for. I’m sending you so much love, and I’m truly grateful that you shared this with me. Your words mean the world to me and I’ll carry them with me as I continue to create.

[subbyprincessb]

Half of ya’ll don’t even deserve my fucking attention.

[a-dumb-sarcastic-bisexual]

Like the majority of society I’m obsessed with Nimona

And I rewatched it a million times and one thing always sticks out to me 

There are moments when Ambrosius is surrounded by light like a little protective bubble 

That keeps him away from the man he loves more than anything 

[bleucaesura]

FULL MOON SPOILERS

The f*cking PARALELLS are KILLING ME 😭

[nice-and-accurate-ramblings]

Okay. Okay. Okay. But- Aziraphale saying “I forgive you” to Crowley and him responding with “don’t bother”, when Aziraphale has used that phrase in the past to convey, “you’re wrong”. The “don’t bother” resonating so much like “unforgivable, that’s what I am” from season one, conveying something very painfully much like, “don’t go forgiving me when I haven’t done anything wrong. I’m not apologizing.”

The way that Crowley refuses to apologize for questioning heaven is the same way he refuses to apologize for loving Aziraphale- I’m not sorry, and don’t you dare think that I am.

[turtleblogatlast]

Was thinking about this again haha

Anyway I adore Hueso and Leo’s dynamic and wanted to include Hueso Jr in it because I like to think Leo can be shockingly good with kids

[buckingham-ashtray]

APPARENTLY JOHNLOCK DOESN’T ROCK ON JUST EARTH NOW

‼️⚠️this is NOT an au⚠️‼️

Our babies are on Mars.

Freaking MARS.

Okay backtrack. So basically both SHERLOC and WATSON are cameras attached to a robotic arm in search of life on Mars. SHERLOC detects organic molecules and minerals on Mars, and WATSON captures detailed images of the Martian surface to support SHERLOC's analysis.

(Apparently this program was launched a while ago on July 30, 2020. In 13 days our babies are gonna have their fourth Mars anniversary. I’m going to cry.)

In my mind:

SHERLOC: *bossily points at something*

WATSON: *heaves sigh and takes photos*

More information can be found at:

[gentlebeard]

i love our flag means death, even if it wasn’t perfect. i love this fandom, even if it was complicated a lot of the time. i love the creativity it inspired in so many of us. i love the friendships that have formed around these pirates. i love the whole cast and crew for telling a story that was so so important to so many of us. i love this show. i love stede bonnet. i love edward teach. i love you. and no corporation, especially not max, can ever take that away from me.

[loosethreadsofyoursoul]

destiel is just. you weren’t made for me. we weren’t made for each other. we were both made to serve heaven. but because of the love i have for you, i created a better way; i forged a better life. you weren’t made for me, and i wasn’t made for you. but here, in this one life, we chose each other. in an infinite number of universes we’ll never know, we don’t exist in, we didn’t mean this much to each other. but in this one, despite everything, we chose each other anyway.

[memoldy]

Polin tweets that either send me into a laughing or crying fit ✨

[comfymoth]

¿me recuerdas?

[5hrignold]

i meant to put this together days ago but here’s pim gifs from the new episode let’s all pretend it still just came out lalalala

[breathofthewildyaverage]

The finished Boyyy

[honeyed-nothings]

To Have a Crush: Skully J. Graves [Special]

Warning(s): JP Spoilers, Gender-neutral reader, not proof-read, OOC

Notes: That moment when you’re casually just scrolling through Tumblr and then this guy shows up face first on your For You page. In other words, I got distracted and made this. Whoopsie. (٥⁀▽⁀ ) This is gonna be following a slightly different format from my other ones since there’s not much info on him but I hope it works!

Heartslabyul | Savanaclaw | Octavinelle | Scarabia | Pomefiore | Ignihyde | Diasomnia | Special

Skully J. Graves

𓉸 A kiss of love placed atop a living hand. As you laid there on his lap, chest heaving up and down peacefully as if in a beautiful dream, Skully couldn’t help but think that perhaps true love was real after all. Love at first sight always sounded like a ridiculous notion in his head. Like really? Who instantly falls for someone by taking one look at them? Doesn’t that just mean they’re scared? Whatever it was, Skully didn’t believe in it…until he met you. Witnessing by your side as your pure eyes filled with curiosity, excitement, and a little fear at what was happening around, only made him fall harder. How beautiful, how wonderful, how…well it’s nothing to dwell too much on. Even if the time he spent with you was but a fleeting dream, the warmth he felt as his hands rested above yours was truly real.

𓉸 The fanatic of Halloween, a weirdo with a stranger fixation, a foolish man who knows nothing. Skully knows those names well, too well in fact, but it’s pointless to understand those who only have the intellect to judge others. Not once did he think there’d be anyone who’d understand him. Not once did he think he’ll ever gain a friend. That’s why you, who blooms so brightly against the night he adores, captured his wounded heart. Perhaps ‘Halloween’, with those piercing eyes of yours holding their own against his red who are so cowardly, could be something more than solemn and cold. Reminiscing on the conversations that were held, the rowdiness of a unique group of friends claiming they were not friends, and a journey of nightmarish delights, Skully couldn’t help but want this night of screams to last a little while longer.

𓉸 Ah…but should this continue for any longer, it would no longer be called ‘Halloween’, no?

𓉸 Yes, he loves you so and yes, holding tightly onto that love, he’ll let you go. Under the gentle light of the full moon, surrounded by friends and heroes alike, a revelation was realized and a hope was crushed. Sitting with you at lunch, languishing over upcoming tests, and attempting to skip out on physical education class with you…haha, it’s not good to be too greedy, right? With the words he wanted to say held dearly to his heart, never once leaving his lips, Skully bows and takes your hand in his once again. This dream of a nightmare shall come to an end but he hopes, even if it’s a cruel wish to have, that this encounter shall forever be embedded in your heart.

“I give a kiss to this fateful farewell…and a Happy Halloween to my dearest friend.”

[pelideswhore]

shooting me in the heart would’ve been easier but okay

[daincrediblegg]

I think what’s really just utterly compelling and really kindof beautiful about the whole James Fitzjames DNA confirmation is just how beautiful this intersection between history and the artistic mirror that we hold up to it coming together to celebrate this discovery is in a way breathing some life and even peace back into this person.

Like… I feel like a lot of the time we as a culture when we hear about the discovery of new artifacts, remains, remnants of history in any form, we have enough distance to it to accept the mysteries that we will never be able to reconcile about them. Like digging up folks who perished in pompeii, we may never know who exactly they were, what kinds of people they were. Who they loved, what they loved doing will remain as intangible to us as what they looked like. And it becomes harder with so many of those pieces missing to look at those bones and have any sense of certainty who they really were.

But we DO know James Fitzjames. In SO many ways. We know him because there isn’t just copious historical documentation on his life, the things he wrote, the things he did in his life the ramifications on the people he loved when he was lost, but also this weird little show that inexplicably gives us both a window into the unimaginable circumstances that led to his death alongside that of over a hundred other men, but also a mirror through which so many of us have been able to empathize deeply with the weight of those circumstances.

In that way we do really know who he was. And now he’s not merely a single jaw in an unprecedented pile of bones anymore, he has an IDENTITY again. And it’s taken so long and so many generations but we FOUND him. We had a tangible historical grasp on him already and it feels so much more personal now that we know exactly where he died. To know a rough time frame in which he perished. To know that circumstantially he was probably one of the first consumed in what was easily one of the most dire survival situations of his century- perhaps even ours. It’s closure and peace and relief for an individual that is still so cared for even though there are centuries between the time when he died and us and the circumstances in which we live. And from this information there is STILL more we can piece together for so many of the other individuals who were with him.

And we have all of that, all because of something as simple as a DNA test. That is one of the most beautiful things I have ever fucking seen.