“gansey would hike.”

caroline : trc, aftg, grishaverse • icon by @jxclecl

[enchantedobject]

gansey’s “and then we never speak about it again” with blue hurts so much more once you’ve agreed that he and adam kissed once pre-canon and settled on the same words

[marrowage]

unironically one of my favorite passages from trc

[adamnsey]

[johnbottoms]

anyways here's every time gansey says jesus in tdt

also:

[thingsifoundatwork]

Ernst Haas, California, 1957

[simena]

Domenico Fiasella (detail)

[tennant]

Robert Sean Leonard as Neil Perry DEAD POETS SOCIETY (1989) dir. Peter Weir

[shamebats]

I think about this classic Hozier tweet often

[vamprozy]

I think there’s something so deeply and intimately and morbidly true about The Last of Us’s primary thesis which is that humanity’s fatal flaw, in that very Shakespearian way, is that we are destined to care too much about one another so much so that we discard the collective entirely. like we have such a capacity to love the human race and humanity as a whole, to grow our communities and govern cities how we know best and foster such connection with the masses which we are part of, but it’s overtaken by our capacity to love even just a single other person. like one human can come into your life that creates such an intrinsic and passionate love in you— or maybe two people or a family’s worth or any small number— and you suddenly would burn entire villages down just to keep them safe.

joel doesn’t blink twice murdering to find ellie. he doesn’t look back when he decides to do what he does at the hospital later on. he has no remorse about any of it it, because this one girl has grown to mean more to him than any possible greater good could ever mean. and it’s reciprocal. ellie would— and does— do anything she can to help him, save him, protect him, and, eventually, to avenge him. because that’s what you do when you love someone. not when you love people. when you love someone.

and it’s selfish, in a way??? because we love these people and would do so much for them because they mean more to us than other strangers do. it’s exactly like an iteration of the trolley problem, actually. one track has your daughter on it and one track has fifty people. don’t even try telling me you wouldn’t go onto track B if it meant saving your daughter and her puppy dog eyes from the whimpering and pain and fear. The Last of Us says yes, you would. I would. we all would. and like yeah that is our greatest weakness, that we have such a unique ability to love a handful of people so deeply that our compassion towards community and strangers and the bigger collective starts to slip from view. but goddamn what a fucking great fatal flaw it is to have. we are all going to die and the world will burn because we loved another person too much.

[crabussy]

hey. don’t cry. crush two cloves of garlic into a pot with a dollop of olive oil and stir until golden then add one can of crushed tomatoes a bit of balsamic vinegar half a tablespoon of brown sugar half a cup of grated parmesan cheese and stir for a few minutes adding a handful of fresh spinach until wilted and mix in pasta of your choice ok?

[crabussy]

PEACE AND LOVE!!!!!!!!

[wheelie-butch]

when you download a pdf and it's called like 1328723486basdf12.pdf but then you gently rename it to what it's supposed to be. that's forming a bond with a hurt and wild mythological creature and reminding it who it is.

[nightwashh]

thinking about the deleted dream thieves scene…………..

[90sclubkid]

Robert Sean Leonard & Ethan Hawke

[anthropoetics]

best friend, salman toor

[gnossienne]

Yana Wernicke’s new book Weggefährten (Companions) examines the connection between two women and the farm animals they care for after saving from death (x)

[unsubconscious]

Vincent van Gogh, Pine Trees and Dandelions in the Garden of Saint-Paul Hospital, 1890 Oil on canvas, 72.5 × 91.5 cm

[vajracchedika]

Waw

[swinging-stars-from-satellites]

I really like the word “smitten”. because at first glance you just think of sappy lovey-dovey stuff but also you have to remember this is a word that’s born of the word “smite.” a devastating word. a word that, summarized, means stricken. smitten means stricken as well — struck with devastating affection.