your home is my home

something i really loved in today’s clip is how yousef just went to the kitchen and knew where to find a glass and he casually opened the fridge and poured himself a glass of juice. it wasn’t like elias had to do it for him because he’s the one who lives in the house. yousef is a friend and while he’s over, their house is his house. my home, your home. you’re more than just a guest here. you can tell these boys feel at home when they visit the bakkoush household, and it’s a really lovely thing to see on screen :) 

Adverbs aren’t evil; said isn’t dead
Please stop hitting the wall with your head

Active is grand but not always the best
Sometimes it’s passive that passes the test

Some write with style, others write plain
Let’s all agree that writing’s a pain

The ‘rules’ can be broken, twisted, or bent
All that matters is that you are content

Make your own story and write your own way
This has been a writer’s PSA

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“You lead me to strange places, Hawke.”
“I’ll take you to stranger places than this, just watch!”

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U n p r e v e n t a b l e

Once a deep and powerful connection between two people has been made, they become a vital part of each other’s lives and there is no separating them. No measure of distance or duration of silence can prevent the outbreak of smiles and laughters or the strong desire to leap into each other’s arms when they come together once more.

haulet and catsgrant are doing god’s work don’t report us for telling it like it is and how y'all are. no sympathy for abuse and slavery apologists, racists, misogynists, and homophobes.

One Track Mind
  • *221B*
  • Sherlock: *working*
  • John: *sitting in his chair, tapping his leg; bored*
  • Rosamund: *colouring; looks up* What's wrong, Daddy?
  • John: *raises an eyebrow* Have you noticed lately...your Uncle manages to make every conversation about your Aunt?
  • Rosamund: *giggles* Really?
  • John: *nods* Watch *clears his throat; leans around his chair* hey, Sherlock? What time is that client due?
  • Sherlock: *still looking through the microscope* Four thirty. Half an hour before my wife's shift ends.
  • John: *gestures*
  • Rosamund: *happily* Ooh, lemme try *excited* Uncle Sherlock, on the way home from school, I saw a squirrel and- and it runned up a tree!
  • Sherlock: *looks up; smiles* That's nice.
  • Rosamund: ...
  • Sherlock: ...
  • Sherlock: *softly* Molly likes to feed the squirrels. We go to the park especially *goes back to work*
  • Rosmund: *grins at her dad* That's love, bitch.
  • John: ...
  • Rosamund: *goes back to colouring*
By all means, go out into the world and explore. Kiss strangers, kiss friends, fall in and out of love until your hands and heart are libraries of all the people they have touched. Before long we learn, right down to our bones, that some people are hotels and others homes.

The first night not spend in the palace … Is that really what the young princess wanted? 
… again … Yukine what that face do? xD Wonder what he is dreamig about. 

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“ You have stars in the walls of your lungs, and sometimes it will hurt for you just to breathe. ”

— Happy Birthday, Kevin Day!

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@beatrixfranklins
you bet i do and you bet i made it as tooth-rottingly sweet as possible 

I saw a lady walking up to my front door and she looked like my mum and I was like omg my mum has come to surprise me!! And ran to the door and it was just some random lady trying to sell me a book she’d put together based on episodes of Supernatural and it was the single most disappointing and bizarre moment of my life