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we’ve all got that “I didn’t realize I liked this pairing until I read fanfiction about them and now I can’t stop” ship
I’m cautiously peeking back in here. Life has been... challenging since the pandemic started and I may be ready to attempt tumbler again. Hope you’ve all survived with some semblance of sanity.
anyone else need a dose of chris evans to make it through the day? here you go.
that time he set up a surprise escape room for omaze
that time he said the helicopter scene from cw was “just a little bit of bicep porn”.
that time he regretted adding a frozen element to blackjack on jimmy fallon
that time he and Anna Faris played MASH.
that time he attempted a southern accent
that time he talked about being naked all of the time
that time he got real af
that time chris hemsworth gloriously let the world know that evans tasted like cool ranch doritos.
that time he gave my favorite interview ever about how he deals with issues involving his anxiety and being present in life.
that time he said he loved fucking girls in the butt on national television.
that time he did a video chat
that time he rightly *cough* said that the best place to turn into the hulk was the bedroom.
that time he was buzzed during an interview
that time he was drunk during a podcast
that time he was just looking sexy af
that time he kept licking his lips during an interview
that time he laughed with a pizza.
that time he visited the concord museum looking like a lumberjack.
that time he did the 22 pushup challenge with his dog
that time he shook what his momma gave him gave elizabeth olsen a lap dance on national television
that time he kept grabbing his left boob
that time he didn’t wike it
that time he was a real life steve rogers and went on a uso tour in the middle east
that time he sang diamonds and pearls by prince looking cute af
that time he totally kept his cool when the patriots scored in overtime to win the super bowl
that time he took a valentine’s day selfie with his dog
that time he played a game of flip cup against jimmy fallon with his brother.
that time he said he was an ass man
that time he laughed so hard he almost fell off a chair.
that time he said he wanted to be a daddy™
that time he read even superheroes have bad days for cbeebies bedtime story
that time there was a collection of him laughing
that time he helped hayley atwell and james d’arcy win the dubsmash war
that time i hated his face, his chest tattoo peeking out, his hair and especially hated how low his voice was.
that time he made a biopic
that time he read goodnight, goodnight, construction site for cbeebies bedtime story
that time he and his brother were tested on how well they knew each other
that time he got his ass kicked arm wrestling sylvain white, director of the losers
that time he read goodnight, world for cbeebies bedtime story
I need this some days
This is how far into the earth humans have dug so far.
perspective
oh my god
The crust reveal slapped me
You were on your way home when you died.
It was a car accident. Nothing particularly remarkable, but fatal nonetheless. You left behind a wife and two children. It was a painless death. The EMTs tried their best to save you, but to no avail. Your body was so utterly shattered you were better off, trust me.
And that’s when you met me.
“What… what happened?” You asked. “Where am I?”
“You died,” I said, matter-of-factly. No point in mincing words.
“There was a… a truck and it was skidding…”
“Yup,” I said.
“I… I died?”
“Yup. But don’t feel bad about it. Everyone dies,” I said.
You looked around. There was nothingness. Just you and me. “What is this place?” You asked. “Is this the afterlife?”
“More or less,” I said.
“Are you god?” You asked.
“Yup,” I replied. “I’m God.”
“My kids… my wife,” you said.
“What about them?”
“Will they be all right?”
“That’s what I like to see,” I said. “You just died and your main concern is for your family. That’s good stuff right there.”
You looked at me with fascination. To you, I didn’t look like God. I just looked like some man. Or possibly a woman. Some vague authority figure, maybe. More of a grammar school teacher than the almighty.
“Don’t worry,” I said. “They’ll be fine. Your kids will remember you as perfect in every way. They didn’t have time to grow contempt for you. Your wife will cry on the outside, but will be secretly relieved. To be fair, your marriage was falling apart. If it’s any consolation, she’ll feel very guilty for feeling relieved.”
“Oh,” you said. “So what happens now? Do I go to heaven or hell or something?”
“Neither,” I said. “You’ll be reincarnated.”
“Ah,” you said. “So the Hindus were right,”
“All religions are right in their own way,” I said. “Walk with me.”
You followed along as we strode through the void. “Where are we going?”
“Nowhere in particular,” I said. “It’s just nice to walk while we talk.”
“So what’s the point, then?” You asked. “When I get reborn, I’ll just be a blank slate, right? A baby. So all my experiences and everything I did in this life won’t matter.”
“Not so!” I said. “You have within you all the knowledge and experiences of all your past lives. You just don’t remember them right now.”
I stopped walking and took you by the shoulders. “Your soul is more magnificent, beautiful, and gigantic than you can possibly imagine. A human mind can only contain a tiny fraction of what you are. It’s like sticking your finger in a glass of water to see if it’s hot or cold. You put a tiny part of yourself into the vessel, and when you bring it back out, you’ve gained all the experiences it had.
“You’ve been in a human for the last 48 years, so you haven’t stretched out yet and felt the rest of your immense consciousness. If we hung out here for long enough, you’d start remembering everything. But there’s no point to doing that between each life.”
“How many times have I been reincarnated, then?”
“Oh lots. Lots and lots. An in to lots of different lives.” I said. “This time around, you’ll be a Chinese peasant girl in 540 AD.”
“Wait, what?” You stammered. “You’re sending me back in time?”
“Well, I guess technically. Time, as you know it, only exists in your universe. Things are different where I come from.”
“Where you come from?” You said.
“Oh sure,” I explained “I come from somewhere. Somewhere else. And there are others like me. I know you’ll want to know what it’s like there, but honestly you wouldn’t understand.”
“Oh,” you said, a little let down. “But wait. If I get reincarnated to other places in time, I could have interacted with myself at some point.”
“Sure. Happens all the time. And with both lives only aware of their own lifespan you don’t even know it’s happening.”
“So what’s the point of it all?”
“Seriously?” I asked. “Seriously? You’re asking me for the meaning of life? Isn’t that a little stereotypical?”
“Well it’s a reasonable question,” you persisted.
I looked you in the eye. “The meaning of life, the reason I made this whole universe, is for you to mature.”
“You mean mankind? You want us to mature?”
“No, just you. I made this whole universe for you. With each new life you grow and mature and become a larger and greater intellect.”
“Just me? What about everyone else?”
“There is no one else,” I said. “In this universe, there’s just you and me.”
You stared blankly at me. “But all the people on earth…”
“All you. Different incarnations of you.”
“Wait. I’m everyone!?”
“Now you’re getting it,” I said, with a congratulatory slap on the back.
“I’m every human being who ever lived?”
“Or who will ever live, yes.”
“I’m Abraham Lincoln?”
“And you’re John Wilkes Booth, too,” I added.
“I’m Hitler?” You said, appalled.
“And you’re the millions he killed.”
“I’m Jesus?”
“And you’re everyone who followed him.”
You fell silent.
“Every time you victimized someone,” I said, “you were victimizing yourself. Every act of kindness you’ve done, you’ve done to yourself. Every happy and sad moment ever experienced by any human was, or will be, experienced by you.”
You thought for a long time.
“Why?” You asked me. “Why do all this?”
“Because someday, you will become like me. Because that’s what you are. You’re one of my kind. You’re my child.”
“Whoa,” you said, incredulous. “You mean I’m a god?”
“No. Not yet. You’re a fetus. You’re still growing. Once you’ve lived every human life throughout all time, you will have grown enough to be born.”
“So the whole universe,” you said, “it’s just…”
“An egg.” I answered. “Now it’s time for you to move on to your next life.”
And I sent you on your way.
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yesss i found it again! one of my all time favourite reads.
I HAVE WAITED ALL YEAR TO POST THIS
Merry Christmas to those who celebrate! Happy Friday to those who don’t :) I’ve been away from here for a while. Hope you’re all well and finding some peace in these challenging times.
Humpty Dumpty’s really out here thriving
Bless! :)
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Love this so much!
As an adoptee, I love this SO MUCH!!
//Absurdly helpful for people writing royal characters and/or characters who interact with royalty and members of the nobility.
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Citizen is simpler and more beautiful~ but just in case anyone needs this.
DUDE BUT THIS IS WHAT I’VE BEEN TRYING TO TELL PEOPLE
in medieval times you ONLY addressed a king/queen with “Your Majesty”, NEVER “Your Highness”. To address a king/queen with “Your Highness” was considered an insult.
Here’s a more extensive list of titles and what you would call a person/their wife/their mother/their children
Bless u, op!
Oh this is so good!
I’m gonna reblog this a million times.
Attempting some research to start a story. I haven’t written in a very long time. I’m hoping I can find the way to start again.
I am ridiculously proud of Schitt’s Creek right now. I love that show. I’m so very proud of that little Canadian gem.
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I don’t if anyone has shared this but I just found it on fb and it made me 🥺
REST IN PARADISE KING 👑
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Making Marvel masks tonight with the Avengers on. I couldn’t watch Black Panther again too many tears with that one.
you’re allowed to settle for a calm life, despite people on social media making it seem like you should do all these adventurous things. you don’t have to travel far and wide in order to be happy. you don’t have to have an amazing career in order to be proud of who you are and your life. live your life the way you want to, calm lives are good. a calm life is what i’m aiming for.
I needed to read this tonight. I have people in my life who don’t understand that I like being home, that I like calm. They want me to take risks and go try all these things I’m not comfy with. I did those things when I was in my twenties and thirties. When I hit 40, I realized I just want calm.