GILMORE GIRLS — 4.17: Girls in Bikinis, Boys Doin' the Twist

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GILMORE GIRLS — 4.17: Girls in Bikinis, Boys Doin' the Twist
It's not the Wall Street Journal, but there's a quiz in there that determines whether you're a summer or a fall.
Realizing that your childhood wasn’t gentle, wasn’t safe, wasn’t what it should have been is not just painful, it’s disorienting. You grow up and suddenly the things that felt normal start to rot in your memory. The silence at dinner. The sharpness in your mother’s voice. The way your father existed more like a shadow than a person, and now you’re old enough to understand it. The generational ache. The damage passed down like a family recipe, spoon-fed until it tasted like home.
But where does that leave you?
Because now you’re the one with shaking hands and soft words, trying not to be bitter, trying to be kind to people who never learned how to be kind to you,trying to heal while still making excuses for the people who cracked you open and maybe they didn’t mean to hurt you, maybe they were hurt too. But it still hurts.
And no one warns you about the guilt. How you’ll feel selfish for wanting to be angry, how you’ll sit with your grief like it’s something you stole, how you’ll wonder if you’re allowed to say “that wasn’t fair” without sounding ungrateful for the love they tried to give.
I'm tired of being the bigger person, tired of swallowing the screams just because they loved me in their own way.
Because sometimes love, if it’s careless, can still leave bruises. and I’m still tracing mine like a map, trying to find my way out of this mess they never cleaned up.
Rugrats | s01e03 “At the Movies”
“I had killed enough animals to know when a body neared death. Soon, now—it would be a matter of breaths. ‘Feyre Archeron,’ the Suriel said again, gazing at the leafy canopy, the sky peeking through it. A painful inhale. ‘A request.’ I leaned close. ‘Anything.’ Another rattling breath. ‘Leave this world…a better place than how you found it.’ And as it’s chest rose and stopped altogether, as its breath escaped in one last sigh, I understood why the Suriel had come to help me, again and again. Not just for kindness…but because it was a dreamer. And it was the heart of a dreamer that had ceased beating inside that monstrous chest. It’s sudden silence echoed into my own. I laid my head on its chest, on that now-silent vault of bone, and wept.”
-ACOWAR p.539
✨Moopsy✨ STAR TREK: LOWER DECKS 4x02 | I Have No Bones Yet I Must Flee
My father... We didn't get along. Frankly, there were times when I downright hated his guts. We never resolved things. This is the first year I'll be older than he was when he died. But I'd give years off my own life if we could have one more argument. So, my plan was to finish this mission, then sit in a fishing cabin on Setlik II's ice moon, bring a good bottle of whiskey and have that talk.
Star Trek: Strange New Worlds/Lower Decks crossover
STAR TREK: STRANGE NEW WORLDS 2x07 "Those Old Scientists"
I hope the snw/lower decks crossover is riddled with mariner and boimler breaking the 4th wall and the 5th wall, and all the walls. Just going around like
Mariner: Holy shit! we’re on the enterprise, and thats spock! Wheres Kirk?
Pike: Uh, sam kirk?
Mariner: Who? No the kirk, the captain.
Pike: I’m captain pike.
Mariner: who?
Boimler: oh! (Turning to mariner) hes the one that spock kidnapped and- i mean, hes the captain of course!
Mariner: oh! I didnt recognize him without the uh (makes dalek shape motion)
Or
Boimler: oh my god its Doctor Chapel! Man Tindi would be losing her mind!
Chapel: its nurse Chapel actually
Mariner (elbows boimler): hah you hinted at the future again. Idiot.
Boimler (waving his hands mystically in front of chapels face) or did i?
Chapel (confused): did you?
Mariner (shrugs): who can say we’re from an alternate universe. Im sure its nothing you haven’t heard before.
Chapel: actually this is a first for me.
Boimler: come to think of it, this might be the first time our universes have ever interacted. How cool is that?!?
this might be a hot take but i actually don’t think humans were meant to know what is going on in everyone’s lives all over the world every second of the day and constantly be available for conversations or collaborations or call-ins for work and texts and phone calls and social media posts without end. i think we were supposed to just help the people around us and spend time with our family and friends and eat yummy bread and berries and relax
out in the garden there’s half of a heaven
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