#(not anymore)

[weltenwellen]

It's not your job to manage other people's feelings. You do not have to anticipate other people's responses to you or their general mood in order to establish any sort of feeling of safety for yourself.

[mushyooms]

and nothing bad happened ever

[theegh0st]

Then he wakes up

[ghoststhatlinger]

nobody:

absolutely no one:

not a single soul on this earth:

jack o’connell’s villain twice in a row:

[plasmara]

something i miss about older ninjago is that they rlly just let them be absolute jerks .kind of awful to each other actually. like dropping completely unnecessary snide remarks for no reason at all and truly just being assholes . they were doing things purely because it was funny or made enough sense to them and everyone else just had to deal with it . i feel like they don’t lean into that enough anymore

[getfeldsparred]

Reminder that Slate sits up with EVERY astronaut all night before their launches

[lesbian-aunt]

Every night, Thorin tucks little Frodo to bed and reads him a goodnight story. It's their little ritual that they initially bonded over because when Frodo first came to them, he found Uncle Thorin a little scary. He was big and loud and covered in scars, but when he sat down next to his bed and started reading stories to him and doing funny voices in the deep, bass voice, Frodo didn't think him scary anymore. So every night, he continued until Frodo couldn't even remember why he ever thought of Uncle Thorin as anything else than a "silly dwarf" (that's what Uncle Bilbo called him, you see).

Every night, Bilbo stands just out of sight around the doorstep to Frodo's bedroom and listens to Thorin read him a story. it's his little ritual — listening to the sweet, rumbling voice telling stories of adventures and bravery, of strong warriors and clever, little hobbits that outsmart them every time. He listens to them until he hears Frodo's giggles turn into yawns and then stop altogether. Sometimes, he continues to listen, until even Thorin starts to drift off, tucked in the bed next to Frodo. On those nights, he comes in the room, kisses both of their foreheads, blows out the light, and climbs in the bed to sleep in a warm pile of familial love that he hasn't had for such a long time.