Serene Sunset by the Sea in Soft Pastels 💫

online communities are so strange because people slip away so easily. you can be on here for years, folding people you've never met into the fabric of your daily life, and then they disappear, leaving only ghost posts scattered across tumblr behind. or their blog stays dormant, for weeks, months, years, until you're only still following them because you remember that they love sunflowers or they were kind to you when they didn't have to be or the last thing they posted was sad and raw and you still worry about them sometimes.

and sometimes they come back when you least expect it, years later, even, and there's this sudden rush of relief like there you are, there you are, even though you barely knew each other.

there's a strange kind of love to it. i don't know you and i want to hold your hand across miles and time zones and oceans. i can still see the imprint of you in this community you left. you don't anyone will notice or care when you're gone, but we notice and we care and we wish you well.

i hope you're all okay out there. i hope the sun is shining on your face and you are breathing deeply. i miss you.

ARTHUR & EAMES INCEPTION│2010

"Hey, what's going on, guys? Just kidding, I know what's going on, it's pretty fucking bad out there, huh?"

Finished this month’s tarot card: the world!

and THIS moment, when he comes across her and is so concerned, and he caresses her arm

until he looks down and realizes he's not really at liberty to comfort her

but he WANTS to be

And then of course, the last long look at the door where he realizes they may never see each other againnnnnnnn

Ok, to prove to my husband that this is more a European device than a U.S. device I am going to need more non-US people to reblog this.

Do not reblog for science. No science will be happening. Reblog to help me prove a point!

(If I am right I will show him this poll. If I am wrong he will never know this happened)

just to keep, just to have

1 - esther’s family

     Ricky’s nervous about meeting her family. Esther notices as he stands next to her, one hand in hers and the other holding two bouquets for her mom and grandma. She’d asked if he wanted to let go of her hand to be able to hold the flowers better, but he’d refused. Ricky’s a big hand holder, which wasn’t much of a surprise but it was still a pleasant discovery. Now, his hand has started to grow sweaty as Esther knocks on her mom’s apartment door. 

Floriography, or the language of flowers, was a wonderful way for the Victorians to convey hidden meanings through the flowers they gifted.

I think it's time to revive this tradition and start putting together bouquets based on the symbolism of the flowers. Like this one.

I call it my "fuck you"-bouquet, with a "bless your heart" as a cherry on top. 💐

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FLORIOGRAPHY:

I remember ten years ago with DAI I struggled a little bit with the direction of Morrigan and Kieran. I had in my head, as Morrigan had in HER head no doubt, what would happen with that storyline.

But with time man. I think it’s probably my favourite depiction of motherhood in gaming. It’s one of my favourites at all. Motherhood changes her profoundly and doesn’t all at once. It makes her see her own childhood in a new light, it makes her see how similar she is to her own mother and how her impulse to escape her almost made her repeat the same mistakes. She’s still prickly and independent and funny and hard to get to know, but it opens up a well of emotion in her that I don’t think even loving the warden does. But she’s not suddenly softer for it. If anything she’s more determined, more adaptable, fiercer than ever because she has a strange little son that she willed into the world for power and ended up loving so fiercely that she will fight the gods to keep him.

So often we are only given one version of motherhood and that is the ONLY acceptable version (I could list a fucking few) and it was. Refreshing to me.

Anne Carson, Plainwater: Essays and Poetry; Nitya Prakash; Natalie Wee, NEVER BEEN KISSED; Everything Everywhere All at Once

This is a slow fandom zone

None of that "Oh no they bomb-dropped all the episodes in a week 1 month ago, I'm late!" "The tag hasn't been active all week is the fandom dead?" "I only got a hundred shares the first hour no one cares about my art"

Slow down

Take a deep breath and slow down

Fandom is YOU. And me and everyone. If we doodle stick figures for a show that ended 30 years ago we aren't "late" or "doing too little", we're playing dolls in our own time and having fun with works of art that mean a lot to us

You can literally watch and engage with something that aired in 2004 as if it aired yesterday

If the tag hasn't been active for 14 months guess what? If YOU post there, it isn't dead. Literally you can talk about anything you want whenever you want there is no weird law against watching things that people aren't actively talk about

Let's be deranged about stories together

Reblog and tell me in the tags what your goal was and where you're at! Mine was 100 books (because I read a lot of graphic novels and short stories, not because I can read 100 novels, fuck, no way), and I've hit it...

Magnus Bane in SHADOWHUNTERS: episode 2x15 “a problem of memory”.

Ephemeral rain

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