“People do ask me, ‘Why do you choose such weird movies?’ but I don’t think they’re weird, they’re just stories I’m interested in. Isn’t having weird tastes good, though? I think so. I think that’s better than always wanting to play the handsome hero. You think I’m weird? I’ll take that.” Happy 27th birthday, Daniel Jacob Radcliffe! (July 23, 1989)
I am Iron Man. The suit and I are one. To turn over the Iron Man suit would be to turn over myself, which is tantamount to indentured servitude or prostitution, depending on what state you’re in. You can’t have it.
guys. Maggie thought of Glenn. Glenn thought of Maggie. Rick thought
of Michonne and his kids. Michonne thought of Rick and Carl and Judy.
Aaron thought of Eric. Sasha thought of Abraham. Abraham thought of
Sasha. Those characters who have significant others and are in
romantic relationships primarily thought of their partners. Those who
do not, e.g. Rosita, thought of random moments with various people.
if Daryl was among those who did not have a significant other to
think about, he could have thought of Merle, he could have thought of
Rick, and they could have combined the thoughts of Carol with that,
in a montage, to show that he was thinking of friends/siblings.
instead, almost every single one of his flashes were focusing
onCarol. The first time he actually
spoke to Carol, and the time he felt so much joy when he found her
alive and carried her out of the tombs. Daryl’s flashes were very
similar to Michonne’s; he thinks of the person he loves (Carol) and
of Judith. And that moment he thinks of when he’s holding Judy is
also something that also revolves around Carol because it was part of
his “honoring” Carol when he thought she was dead.
know TWD loves its foreshadowing. And there is no clearer way to
foreshadow Caryl going canon sometime very soon than doing what they
just did; showing us that Daryl has very strong feelings for Carol
– reaffirming those feelings so we remember – and
that moments away from death, the only person on his mind is her.
Daryl may not be among those with an “official”
significant other – yet – but that trailer just proved to
us that he is definitely headed there, and will get there down
So I noticed a lot in the Fairy Tail fandom are migrating to Tumblr or making accounts after Instagram is disabling accounts. This is a post to make ours and your lives easier.
First off. Do not post anything you did not make. Google is a search engine, not a source for all your reposting glory. Didn’t make it? Don’t post it.
There is absolutely NO reason for you to repost artwork/gifs/edits on here or anywhere to be honest. If you want something on your blog. REBLOG IT.
Can’t find the original artist? Ask someone without uploading it, or you know what, I’m really not sorry but you just can’t have it on your blog then.
There are plenty of artists/graphic makers on here, you do not need to re-post their content. If you want a list, feel free to message me or anyone in the fandom, they will happily link their favourite graphic makers/artists on this site. These people work hard and spend hours making content for the fandom, and it’s really disrespectful when you see people reposting something you’ve made.
If you repost, don’t be surprised if Tumblr removes it. It’s not allowed, it’s in the guidelines, it’s in the rules, artists and graphic makers report it when they see a repost of their work. So save us all time please.
Having trouble envisioning peace and inner calm? Feeling too salty to reach your core infinite self? Feeling like you can’t rid yourself of salt? Well, you can’t! Salt is part of you, making up 0.4% of your body! Don’t combat the salt: embrace the salt within you, and find peace therein. Use this meditation visualization exercise to become one with the universe no matter how salty you are.
Imagine you are a granule, a tiny speck, just one minute grain of salt containing all of you, all of your thoughts, all of you that will ever exist, in this one granule.
Imagine the awareness of another granule, identical to your granule, except that it can behold you and you can behold it. You are aware of yourself as a granule. You are aware of yourself as the other granule. You are aware of being two granules at once, distinct yet identical.
Now become another granule, and another, each its own existence, yet nonetheless, each yourself. You are a multitude. You contain within yourself more than yourself. You are possibilities.
Imagine you are a vast, vast sea, infinity upon infinity, an expanse of granules. They pour outwards, and upwards, all distinctly you, and you yourself the all that is the infinity of granules.
The granules of yourself rise into a column formation, reaching up to the heavens, down into the infinite abyss. You are an infinity. You, your vastness of self and selves and Self, measure infinity.
Your lower depths have an end, your upper reaches a beginning, your column reaching the limits of a transparent wall that defines your existence, your boundaries, even as you are infinite and boundless.
Your upper reaches are capped in silver, a crown to symbolize your sovereignty over the infinite Yourself, the silver symbolizing your union with that which is spirit, the reflections inside the crown capturing the manifold universe that surrounds your infinite self and all of its own infinite possibilities.
You are infinite. You cannot be contained by a crown, only made sovereign. The crown is a gateway, Holy and yet hole-y.
Up is down, down is up, and you control the axis of the universe’s measure, changing the angle by which all things are held to, turning the entire universe as your column tips over.
You spill out of the crown’s many gateways, granules of yourself scattering throughout the outer universe, flavoring, seasoning, preserving, and always, always expanding into the infinity of that which may be salted.
You are the grain. You are each grain at once. You are the multitude of grains knowing each other. You are the salt within the shaker and the salt that has been shaken and the shaker of the salt and the universe that your salt has been shaken into. You are all of these things: minuscule, vast, finite, infinite, concrete, intangible, and, above all: salty.
SHADOWHUNTERS CHRONICLES:pink and blue + THE INFERNAL DEVICES
“They say you cannot love two people equally at once,” she said. “And perhaps for others that is so. But you and Will—you are not like two ordinary people, two people who might have been jealous of each other, or who would have imagined my love for one of them diminished by my love of the other. You merged your souls when you were both children. I could not have loved Will so much if I had not loved you as well. And I could not love you as I do if I had not loved Will as I did.”