

“Though my soul may set in darkness, it will rise in perfect light;
I have loved the stars too fondly to be fearful of the night.”A little doodle for one the most beautiful lines from any poem, The Old Astronomer.
This is not a little doodle. This. THIS. This is fucking MAGIC. You have captured pure wonder and whimsy and romance and bliss and that almost melancholy wholeness when you look up at the sky and just feel the smallness of your being and the grandness of the universe. All this captured with a lover’s eye. We cannot see her face but I feel the tender passionate ardour for this petite but mighty creature in the world. While at the same time I feel the bittersweet swoon of wanting to be gazed upon myself with such whole and overwhemling admiration and love. It is goddamn masterful.
I am fucking following your tumblr charliebowater you are amazing.
THAT’S THE NICEST COMMENT I’VE EVER READ.
Ever read so much fanfiction about a character or pairing that you literally forget what happened to them in canon?
Sometimes that’s the goal.
Hey guys, I feel like I should give you an update.
This semester my best friend ghosted me. She just stopped talking to me in January with no explanation, and I can’t think of anything I could have done to deserve that reaction. I mean, I’m not perfect, but I actually hadn’t done a shitty thing. The worst thing that had happened was a minor disagreement about like, a character or policy or something, and that was normal. As someone with abandonment issues the size of Jupiter, I wasn’t doing well.
The guy I might have started with transferred, and while I don’t actually miss him, I miss the possibility of something. I don’t tend to actually think of dating people, so it was a nice change.
All of that happened in two weeks, and I kind of broke. I functioned, pushed myself through class, and somehow managed not to go back to doing the stupid shit I used to. It eventually got to the point I wasn’t feeling much of anything, and cheap bourbon became my friend because the burn was one of the few things I could actually feel.
Therapy helped. I started talking about shit, and I’m slowly learning to function again. I now refer to her as my ex-bestfriend. Tonight I took a big step and deleted her off of all of my social media.
I’m terrified about how this is going to work. It’s me shutting off communication on a situation where she had control. Her parents and grandparents go to my mom’s church (my mom is a pastor) and I don’t want them to cause trouble for her. I just can’t be reminded of her every time I want to send a snapchat to my friends or message my aunt on facebook.
I’m now going to write an essay that’s due tomorrow. 6-8 pages and I only have an outline. It’ll get done and I’ll kick ass. on it. Sorry to everyone for the long post.
Here’s to healing
how-bout-some-coffee-n-gay-fluff:
I would sell my soul for this movie
if I have stopped reblogging this then assume I have died
OMG, I thought this was a myth! This video is the unicorn I’ve been searching for!
supernatural gave me reasons to NOT sell my soul… BUT I’D SELL IT FOR THIS MOVIE
@hotdiddlydean omfg xD
I need this in my life!!
I NEED THIS
lets sell our souls for this @destiel-is-my-dad XD
Alrighty XD @rebeccasupernaturalfanstuff
Holy fuck I’ve finally come across this!!!! I’ve been waiting for it to appear on my dash!
I’m not a Destiel shipper but this is still fantastic!!
never not reblogging
Literally an entire show stating I shouldn’t do this, but damn, who do I have to sell my soul to to make this happen?

“Father, am I doing the right thing? Am I on the right path? Give me a sign. I’m afraid of what I’m becoming.”
TAZ headcanons for @twinsweek about when the ipre crew first meets/goes on their mission:
Magnus can tell them apart from the beginning, just off of gut instinct. He never gets them confused, ever. Lup is working in the kitchen, wearing what is clearly Taako’s clothes. Magnus walks in, and before she can even try to trick him “Morning Lup” “How do you DO that!” The other crew members ask for tips on how to tell them apart but he’s so unhelpful. “One’s just… Taako? And then there’s Lup?” The twins are
pleasantlybegrudgingly surprised while the rest of the crew is jealous and frustrated that he can tell so easily.Lucretia’s entire job is observing and recording data about the crew and their mission. She pays very close attention to everyone on the crew, so she learns to tell the difference between the twins very quickly: their different mannerisms, vocal ticks, etc. Knowing that the twins will sometimes try to trick everyone by switching clothes and pretending to be each other (they’ve been doing this since they were kids, they have a lot of practice) Lucretia will usually do a quick once over and take everything in about who she’s talking to before she responds, especially when they’re all still getting to know each other.
Barry has a bit trouble telling them apart at first. Mostly because the twins are very overwhelming, especially when they’re together, and he is a pretty reserved guy. Barry spends less time trying to tell which one is which and more time just trying to survive his interactions with them. Once he gets to know them though, he can easily tell them apart. The twins are very different people, and once Barry gets to know those people it’s not hard to tell who’s who. (And of course that’s when he starts to fall in love with Lup and the decades of pining begin…)
Merle probably takes the longest to tell them apart. Mostly because he’s easy to trick, and they enjoy tricking him. Then again, one time Lucretia swore she saw Merle wink at her in the middle of one of the twins pranks. Later he responds to her inquiries: “Eh, it gives them something to do,” and Lucretia suddenly isn’t sure just how much Merle actually can’t tell them apart and how much he’s indulging them to lighten the mood.
Davenport gets the twins mixed up just as much as he gets everyone on the crew mixed up: literally all the time. Like a parent that calls the names of all of your siblings before they finally get to the name they were trying to say, Davenport says the wrong names all the time. Magnus and Merle, Lup and Lucretia, Taako and Lup… One time he called Taako Barry and Taako wouldn’t let him forget it for the rest of the cycle (and wouldn’t let Barry forget it by stealing his jeans and his glasses to master his “Barold Impressions”) He knows his crew like the back of his hand, but sometimes finding the right name for which person you’re talking to is just too difficult.

Recently finished the Balance Arc of The Adventure Zone and I’m so grateful to these beautiful very good boys
tfw u realize Taako is basically Gina Linetti.

“And don’t worry. Just because you opened up a little bit doesn’t mean everyone’s gonna be less afraid of you. We’re all still terrified.”
GINA AND STEPH ARE PLAYING GIRLFRIENDS
reading
·The Heir by Keria Cass
·Miss Mayhem by Rachel Hawkins
·a crapload of fanfiction
listening to
·Daughter
·Fall Out Boy
·St. Vincent
·Led Zeppelin
·Iron & Wine

