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rory, why do you still love jess and not logan? logan wanted you to grow and get to know your life and jess just wanted you to forget where you came from.
❝ I WISH I COULD explain it , but i can’t . logan was — — - it was different , we were different . i loved him , sure , but it was … it was so different . logan bought me a birkin , but jess knew me , knew me better than i knew myself sometimes . i don’t KNOW , i just — — - i love him . you can’t help who you love , right ?? ❞
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rory, other than your mom, who do you wish you could see again from your old life?
❝ JESS . ❞ it’s like she hasn’t realised that she’s spoken until his name passes bitten brims . ❝ i miss jess , i guess . and luke , definitely luke . i definitely miss luke too . ❞ can’t stop THINKING about the former though / she doesn’t think she’ll ever stop loving him , not really . theirs is a LOVE STORY FOR THE AGES and she’d give anything to see his face one more time .
🎂 sienna, 16th birthday
SIENNA DOESN’T REALLY DO BIRTHDAYS . never has , actually — — - her mother never really made a big fuss about birthdays . if she was lucky , she’d get twenty quid and some new shirts but otherwise , she very much looked past birthdays — — - but her sixteenth was special . the local baker gave her free cupcakes and a free coffee , and she snuck into a late - night showing of captain america: the winter soldier . it doesn’t sound like much but it’s the most she’s ever done for a birthday and she remembers it fondly .
jemima what's one thing you wish you could change about the world?
❝ I’M MEANT TO CHOOSE just one thing ?? that’s not fair ! i guess that equality is the biggest thing i’d want to change --- i can’t believe that ABSOLUTE EQUALITY doesn’t exist yet , especially considering that we live in such a modern society . everyone deserves an equal chance and if i had my way , everyone would . ❞
seth, how does it feel knowing in an hour you're going to forget about who you really are ? how about forgetting the party ?
❝ JESUS CHRIST , way to start off easy . ❞ cue nervous , jittery laughter that finds itself entirely devoid of its typical warmth . ❝ i , uh — — - it sucks , okay ?? it sucks , because i miss mike and will and lucas and el and steve and max and — - i hate knowing that i’m not gonna remember them in an hour , y’know ?? don’t even remind me of the party , god . let’s save that for another day . ❞
jemima, what is your least favorite thing about your parents?
❝ THERE’S NOTHING THAT immediately comes to mind , i suppose . i owe so much to my mothers , they gave me the entire world and never told me that i couldn’t do something . they always encouraged me to do everything and anything i could put my mind to and i owe them so much for that . — — - if i had to say something , though , i’d have to say that my least favourite thing about my parents is that neither of them can cook . god , they can’t cook to save their own lives , it’s TERRIBLE ! ❞
rory, apart from shocked, how did you feel about your unexpected pregnancy?
❝ I WAS SCARED , more than anything . i mean , i had so much going on and , erm , i didn’t really know who the father was and it was so much to process , y’know ?? i think i knew , deep down , that i’d be alright though . i had mom , luke . . . — — - and i had my baby . there’s , um , something comforting about knowing that there’s something , someone growing inside of you . it’s still weird , don’t get me wrong but i LIKED the idea as well . ❞
BIRTHDAY HEADCANONS ! ( ASK MEME )
for every ‘ 🎂 ’ you receive, create a headcanon about any birthday your muse has ever had in their canon or reset life. it could be anything from gifts they received, to wishes they made on candles, to party disasters, to ideal celebrations. and don’t forget, a big ol happy birthday to mod grace !
rules : reblog if playing & send emojis to others.
DON’T DRINK THE KOOL - AID ! ( HONESTY HOUR )
a truth serum was slipped into the drinks available at the monster ball, and my muse didn’t realize until it was too late ! for the next hour, they can only tell the explicit truth. no riddles or rhymes, no hiding of any kind—take advantage by sending them nosy questions. no matter what the subject is, they can’t lie or beat around the bush !
rules : reblog if playing , send questions to others , follow the above prompt. the truth serum temporarily gave your muse access to all of their memories but those without all of their memories won’t remember anything once the game is over. all questions & answers are broadcasted on the live feeds !!
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RE : WOODS , IRELAND .
ireland had expected a lot of things to happen. a lot of screaming, drunk girls crying in the bathroom, and at least one man dancing with someone who isn’t his wife. all of the day to day dramatics and experience had been accounted for. what ireland—or rather, lorelai—hadn’t anticipated when linking arms with a stranger was looking into the eyes of her only daughter. no matter the lifetime, if there’s one thing she knows, its her own daughter. the eyes they share grow to the size of the moon as her other features writhe with confusion. ❝ rory. ❞ the name leaps off her tongue, though its more of a question than a fact. ireland’s too blindsided to even notice that sarah jane just asked how they knew each other. ❝ wha-wha—kid—what.. what are you doing here ? ❞ she asks, tripping over her words. ❝ what happened ? did somebody get hurt ? who died ? oh no—did paris finally snap and kill someone ? you didn’t touch the body, did you ? and when you didn’t touch the body, you wore gloves, right ? ❞ each question fires off like a semi automatic, leaving little to no time for answers. ❝ rory, why aren’t you at yale ? ❞
❝ MOM ?? ❞ it’s a quiet revelation ; the calm before the storm , a one - word question of which she ALREADY knows the answer . rapid blinking does NOTHING at all to stop a trickle of tears that begin to flow , muddying with mascara and the ache that burns something fierce behind birdlike bones --- lorelai leigh gilmore , forever the rational , forever the sane , forever the brains behind the operation CAN BARELY SPEAK ; it comes out as an incoherent , garbled accretion of hiccups and muted gasps that wrack slender frame . ❝ is it --- are you --- is this real ? am i dreaming again ?? i --- i’ve gotta be dreaming , this isn’t real , no way . . . ❞ like mother , like DAUGHTER : no moment for quiet repose is left between fragments of questions before she’s firing off again , too scared to wait in case nightmares are actualised and she wakes up sweating , alone and afraid in bed . ❝ i --- i don’t know how i got here , i don’t even know what’s going on , i --- ❞ the DAM that has slowly welled behind bright hues finally breaks , and shoulders heave in succession with the sobs that shudder and shake every inch of her frame . arms lace , tight and unforgiving and NOWHERE NEAR ENOUGH around the elder’s frame like she’s a lifeline , like she’s the only thing that’ll slow the process of disintegration . ❝ mom , i’m --- i missed you so much , please don’t go again , i can’t do this by myself , please . ❞
RE : HARTLEY , ASHER .
“the scare actors that they hired for the manor are pretty good this year,” asher comments to the person closest to him, that being the only way he could think to start a conversation. “much better than last year. the guy in the beginning actually got me a bit.”
HE’LL RESPOND IN THE ONLY WAY he knows how --- a simple nod , mouth still unfortunately stuffed with candyfloss and he was raised better than to TALK WITH HIS MOUTH FULL . ❝ i mean --- ❞ swallow , heavy and stuttered , punctuates seth’s burgeoning monologue --- ❝ they’re definitely somethin’ . i’ve never been to one of elysium’s haunted manors or anythin’ , but the one i used to go to back home was the worst . ❞
RE : WOODS , IRELAND .
after suffering through what feels like hours of being hit on by the creepiest person imaginable, ireland quickly jumps on the first opportunity to jump ship. ❝ oh, damn, look at that ! my date’s finally here, i gotta go— ❞ she announces loudly, letting her hands flop to her side as she rushes away from the conversation. ireland links her arm with the random person she previously motioned to and paints on her usual enchanting smile. ❝ consider this a ‘ s.o.s. ’ and just please play along, ❞ she quietly begs through grit teeth. ❝ —is he still there ? ❞
THE FUNNY THING IS , she’ll ruminate upon later , is how upon first glance , no memories immediately flood the mind . WORRY creases the brunette’s brow when she spots FELLOW WOMAN IN DISTRESS , but that’s a fairly natural reaction --- it’s when ireland links arms with her , when warmth of skin and lilt of tone are so close , that’s when sarah jane chokes on the slightest intake of breath , optics blown wide when she dares to glance forth , trembling syllables barely above a timid whisper . ❝ i , um --- --- - god , this is gonna sound so stupid , and i’m sorry about that , but do i know you ?? you seem , um . you seem really familiar . ❞
RE : SAWYER , ANDY .
“so do you want eggs or not?” he asked a woman as she pondered about her order. she shook her head and proceeded to walk towards the back of his counter. ‘wait’, the woman called out. andy rolled his eyes while mumbling “will people just decide what they want?” he didn’t ignore the lady he just didn’t want to keep looking at her. “just add some scrambled eggs to that,” he told his chef who responded with a laugh.
ONLY AN HOUR INTO HER SHIFT , and already she’s choking back muted chuckles at the elder’s saturnine tones ; gruff is met with gentle when she slips past the owner . ❝ i’ll deal with customers , you cook . sound good ? ❞ she’s BECOME SO ACCUSTOMED to the other’s behaviour , knows how to counter it with softened smile and a promise of a discount that she won’t carry through with . ❝ --- --- - a coffee might even tempt me to work overtime just so you don’t end up giving everyone eggs they didn’t order . ❞