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as if you were on fire from within, the moon lives in the lining of your skin

[enzoline]

Sexuality: Enzo’s stupid smug expression when he teases Caroline.

[aglionby]

[wordsnquotes]

I am a lover without a lover. I am lovely and lonely and I belong deeply to myself.

Warsan Shire (via wordsnquotes)

[wnq-writers]

I am learning the art of being soft but not weak, to be loving but not afraid, to be strong enough to let it go but not to forget the lessons I learned

laceerainspoetry, Soft (via wnq-writers)

[iridescentrps]

splendiclsuns​:

“So you have good taste,” Chandler said raising his eyebrows at his daughter as she clapped at the statement. Thank God Maia was being such a good sport about this— if he’d stopped by someone’s house and been asked to bake with them and six children, he’d have stuck around awkwardly. She didn’t seem awkward at all. “You can start by melting the butter and the chocolate together. These kiddos aren’t allowed near the stove and I have to watch them to make sure they don’t get any egg shells into anything.” Almost as if to prove his point, Charlie, Rafe, and Tucker picked up eggs, hitting them against the sides of their bowls— now there was yolk on his counter. Tucker had clearly not inherited Hannah’s baking skills. “Everything gets a little messy in the Heine house.” 

As soon as instructions were given to her, Maia set to work almost instinctively. She quickly washed her hands over the sink, grabbed the stick of butter and bowl of chocolate, and placed them near the stove for easier access. Luckily for her, a small saucepan and tin bowl was already laid out, which meant she didn’t have to tear Chandler away from his supervision duties to help her find the tools she needed. As if on cue, she heard the familiar noise of eggs being cracked, and Maia looked away from the saucepan she was filling for a few seconds to see the source. “I think the egg yolk is a great color for the counter, actually,” she replied with a giggle and set the saucepan on the stove. She turned the stove on, and then turned back around as the water heated up. “Besides, if you’re not making a mess, then you’re baking wrong.”

[whumpster-dumpster]

Character A tilting Character B’s chin up to get a better look at their face and the evidence of the fight. A delicately thumbs away the streak of blood by B’s mouth, saying nothing as they examine it. After a brief pause, B’s heart skips a nervous beat as A looks them dead in the eyes. Their voice is quiet and tense, their anger barely restrained.

“Who did this to you?”

[counterpunches]

#i am a weak and simple woman okay

[celtic-pyro-deactivated20230725]

[goth-apoca-lips]

Um, absolutely.

[tuvs00]

When the characters are Enemies

[sushinfood]

WHEN THEY’RE ENEMIES

WHEN THEY’RE ENEMIES

WHEN THEY’RE ENEMIES

[the-exo-nerd]

[oswaldgifs]

[megairea]

Do you not know this world is a waking dream?

Izumi Shikibu, from Another Answer; The Ink Dark Moon: Love Poems (tr. by Jane Hirshfield & Mariko Aratani)

[roseperfume]

Visit Original Link

[remanence-of-love]

[shayspieterse]

[adrielreed]

shayspieterse:

emily fields in every episode  → 1.04

[littlealienproducts]

[crazy-for-imagines-deactivated2]

Emily Fields Moodboard (1/?)

[iridescentrps]

Ava couldn’t take her eyes away from the white, goopy substance Andrew was stirring. Something about it didn’t feel right, but she was absolutely sure they had followed her mother’s old recipe to the letter. She cleared her throat and looked away from the pot to read the next instruction on the list. 

@splendiclsuns​

“Okay, um,” Ava grabbed the bowl of shredded cheese and brought it to Andrew, allowing him to take the lead on whatever the next instruction meant. “The next step is to fold in the cheese.”

[violentwavesofemotion-deactivat]

Velimir Khlebnikov, from Collected Poems & Selected Writings; “To You All,” 

[spaacemusings]

                                           the extraordinary is in what we do                                                         not who we are

[ma-demoiselle-cherie]