and then Amber met Chocolate

♥..and I think I'd miss you even if we never met. "It's the possibility of having a dream come true that makes life interesting." (The Alchemist - Paulo Coelho ) | aliens are staring at you again|

[whereiseefashion]

Match #192

Posting this match in honour of the fashion legend Oscar de la Renta, such an inspiration for so many people. His creations were real works of art.

Oscar de la Renta Fall 2012 | The Bell Rock Lighthouse (detail) by J.M.W. Turner, 1819

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[orotundmutt]

[toreth]

[blazepress]

[halcyon-ia]

break the rules

[lord-kitschener]

no gods no kings no masters

[siderealv]

i am in fucking tears right now laughing at this

[ladyinterior]

Magnificent Trees Around the World

[deeperdream]

Trees are fucking awesome, man.

[7-9leathermouth]

[heronfraay]

Beyoncé + favorite video clips moments

[elizabetbennet]

I’ve been so blind.

[viesuitsoncours-deactivated2021]

[briansfalsetto]

Gillian Anderson, David Duchovny and his dog Blue ( Montalbetti & Campbell - 1996).

[marthajefferson]

Visit Original Link

Schubert - Ständchen D957 (1826)

[saltxxxburn]

An AU where for your entire life you’ve only seen black and white, until you receive the first touch from your soulmate and color blooms before your very eyes. The colors don’t stay when you’re alone, but when they’re there by your side and you’re touching? Everything is beautiful.

[canccerr]

But what if you touch them and you look around and see all the colors, and beauty.You get caught in the moment and ask  ”Do you see it too?” And they reply “What are you talking about?” 

[dippy-space]

That’s okay, I didn’t need my heart. 

[psicygni]

Ok, but can we talk about this with S/U?  And how he doesn’t touch anyone?  And how she’s pretty tactile with her friends but maintains boundaries with him because of his culture, and spends an entire semester in his class (maybe with a ginormous crush on him but she will deny it until the day she dies) and then another semester as his TA (maybe madly in love with him but will clam up about it if asked) and he makes her laugh and that non-smile of his makes her heart flutter and half the time when she’s around him she can’t figure out what to do with her hands, and she thinks he’s smart and interesting and thoughtful, and she deeply, deeply respects him, and he is so goddamn attractive but if he thought those same things wouldn’t he at least try to touch her?  Or not hold his hands so stiffly away from her?  But it’s not a big deal, it’s nothing, it’s fine (Gaila, it’s fine stop bringing it up) though sometimes when it’s late and she’s leaving his apartment after another conversation that somehow lasted until midnight and they definitely haven’t run out of things to talk about, sometimes she wonders if that look on his face isn’t just nerves, if maybe he isn’t just as anxious and timid and curious as she is, but then he’s saying goodnight and she is too.  And they don’t touch while handing padds back and forth, and they don’t touch when one of them brings the other a mug of tea, and they don’t touch while bent over a console together, reviewing a translation, and eventually it seems like the pain that would be finding out he’s not the one eclipses the pain of always wondering, so she makes herself stop wondering about colors, and makes herself stop wondering how his skin would feel, and makes herself stop wondering about that look in his eyes that seems to be there more often than not.  And sometime in there, between her stomach jumping each and every time she sees him and a denial so deep she has herself half convinced he can already see colors, she gets careless, and instead of putting her stylus where it won’t roll off the table, she leaves it right on the edge, or maybe it’s him getting careless, because instead of the way he always watches how her hands move so that he doesn’t touch them, he reaches for it seemingly without thought and she does too and - oh.  She doesn’t have a word for what color his eyes are, not yet, but they’re soft and warm and he’s staring right at her and she’s not breathing and she doesn’t think he is, either, and she can’t look away from the details of him she can now see, like she could spend a lifetime drinking in the subtle highlights in his hair, the flush that’s spreading across his cheeks, and she’s just looking and looking and looking, and then she’s not anymore because they’re kissing, and she always thought when she could finally see colors, that’s all she would want to do but this… She happily closes her eyes and doesn’t open them again for a long time.

[toreth]

[winterfel-blog]

[imgonnaeditstuff]

 “Zoe Saldana is such an angel. She’s got such an openness and vulnerability on camera and yet such great strength. She can kick ass with the best of them, but then she can soften and open up in a way that is magnetizing whether you’re watching her on set or on screen – she’s got a real power to her. I love her; we’ve known each other for years and it’s great to come back to that kind of familiarity, especially when you’re working with such intimacy.” -Zachary Quinto

[guardiansofthegalaxy]

[amberxchocolate]

Zoe Saldana by Paola Kudacki for Elle

[gilbertblythe]

I thought I was going to lose you! Why did you do it? You’re so stupid! Why did you do it?     I had two very good reasons...