#dandelion.txt

[kingstevehairington]

i really hate that they retconned all the hawkins labs kids into having the Same Exact Powers when the one other person we previously saw from the lab explicitly had different powers from el. like kali having illusion powers while el had her telekinesis/telepathy added to the lore and mystery of the world bc if they were just two out of eleven (or more!) who KNOWS what else is out there!! but now they're just like. sorry u can have one (1) power and that's it. we forgot all about kali the second she left

[plxnt-tattoos]

i think its beautiful that whenever a human sees an animal our first instinct is to gasp and say hello!! like we have just met a new friend and immediately we are smiling so big and feeling very warm. i love that.

[delilah-dandelion]

hello! im delilah and im pretty new to tumblr! 

im a girl (she/her pls) and im 20 yrs old! im really tiny. like 4′9 tiny! im also part of an osdd system! 

i like the boho/hippie style and aesthetic and i LOVE dandelions lol i also really like sunflowers

[dandeliioncrossing]

[kingstevehairington]

someone has to say it. eddie would unironically do the riverdale im a weirdo monologue

[kingstevehairington]

i think they should call el tadpole. bcs she's a little hopper.

[plxnt-tattoos]

sitting outside during that midpoint between sunset and dark has such a specific energy, its feeling the last rays fall behind the horizon and feeling the cool air as night takes her hold, its sitting on the porch while the birds get quiet and the bugs start humming, its the contrast of stark white next to the darkness of shadows, its breathing in the fresh air of change as one day ends and blends into another, its the feeling that today wasnt enough but tomorrow could be, its the sting of bitter endings and potential for new beginnings

[plxnt-tattoos]

the silence in the morning hours before people wake up.... its something about no voices...no movement.... just hearing the wind outside and being wrapped up in a warm blanket to keep u from the cold....maybe reading a book...thinking about the coffee or tea or breakfast or what have u that ur gonna make in a little bit....the intimacy of a silent morning is unmatched and i could cry from how beautiful it is