reblog to give the person you reblogged from a comfy sweater

:¨·.·¨:  `·. Happy Valentine’s Day to…

⁀➷ the people who forget when they last washed their hair and just do it whenever it feels right

⁀➷ the people with 30+ different playlists

⁀➷ the people who apologize to inanimate objects after bumping into them or dropping them

⁀➷ the people who’ve genuinely tried getting into podcasts but failed

⁀➷ the people who think dancing feels awkward

⁀➷ the people who’ve never been kissed

⁀➷ the people who sleep with plushies

⁀➷ the people who watched jetix as a kid

⁀➷ the people who have never seen harry potter

⁀➷ the people who think downloading tik tok will kill their brain cells

⁀➷ the people who peaked in high school and know it

⁀➷ the people who make up scenarios in their heads before going to bed

⁀➷ the people who’ve cried in the last 48 hours (are you okay? i hope you’re okay, sending you much love)

⁀➷ the people who are afraid of growing up

⁀➷ the people whose comfort movie is a children’s or animated movie

⁀➷ the people who draw single eyes when they’re bored. just one eye.

⁀➷ the people who think gasoline smells good

⁀➷ the people who still see faces in cars

⁀➷ the people who have thought about faking their deaths and running away at least twice

I love and appreciate you all, stay safe and have a great day ♡

Mutual tag game

lilgayn00dle:

thx @lilgayn00dle !💞right back at ya

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ik a lot of u hate these tag games but I think it’s wonderful to know someone is thinking about u, or has at least taken the time to acknowledge you, even if you’re perfect strangers

Aww! I love being your mutual, Belle!! (Also I absolutely adore tag games and I always appreciate being tagged because it makes me feel validated)

@trekkiehood, @somedayonbroadway, @sandsucks, @jobnovi, @everything-lauramkelly, @disneygirl626, @duchess-of-mandalore, @obsessionoftheday, @eowima, @thisdreamyjedi, @gleamful-lanterns, @yes-i-am-happyaspie, @gracie-p8-officialblog, @nycnewsgirl

I don’t use tumblr enough to know how find mutuals, but thank you for the tag!! It always makes me so happy to see I was tagged in a mutual tag!!🥰 I’m glad we’re mutuals!!

The person I reblogged this from is someone I enjoy seeing on my dashboard.

The person I reblogged this from is super cute and deserves to have a nice day

When I grow up I want to be Ming-Na Wen.

She’s the voice of Mulan, as if she wasn’t amazing enough.

She broke it with her fingers. Not a fist, her fingers.

Girl is 50 years old.

FIFTY. YEARS. OLD.

fun fact: When you break things with your hands like that you have t break your fingers on purpose before so that they heal stronger. So basically this woman is so badass she broke her hands just to do this. 

You asshat, you’re making it sound like she snaps her fingers in half. 

Martial artists like Jackie Chan and Bruce Lee (and yes, fucking Ming-Na Wen, that beautiful badass) will build up their bone strength by repeatedly (and fairly gently) striking sand, gravel, wood and steel - this creates tons of microfractures in their bones (smaller than even a hairline fracture) so the bones will heal over again and make the bones stronger and denser with increased deposits of calcium. 

This has to be done over long-ass periods of time, so the bones have time to heal, and none of the fractures expand into actual breaks. 

Oh, and she’s doing precise-ass kicks in HIGH HEELS. 

she kicks ass like a coursing river

Saw this post so many months ago and I still think about it from time to time lol so badass

But this feels like a ‘Hey, come join Agents of Shield, we’re awesome’ like it’s some military kinda ad where Phil is like: look. You wanna do this too? Rather than a marvel ‘Watch our series’ ad.

I don't think fic writers know how much they matter

Do you know how many times you distracted me when I was hurt or lonely? Do you know how many times a line or a scene from fanfic marked me so much that I remembered years later, even though I can’t recall my own phone number? 

Even if the fic isn’t perfect or popular or multi-chaptered… Sometimes there’s just one sentence that changed me.

You, miles and miles away, changed me.

The year is 2012. Thor has finished his third box of pop tarts. Clint finished his nest in the air vents. Everyone is happy. Endgame does not exist.

literally everything always feels like a performance to me. i’ll be uncontrollably sobbing and will suddenly be like wow i would’ve won an oscar for this

I was in a beginner’s fiction writing class once and we read a Borges piece to interpret and discuss and my interpretation was that he was describing the kind of weird mental state writers can wind up in where we mine everything –everything– for material. So, I’ll be filled with immense grief or joy or fear or what have you, and at the same time there’s this little disassociated piece of myself going “oh, so this is what x feels like, ok. What’re the physical sensations? What are the thoughts like? etc. etc” and analysing my experiences as they happen and figuring out how I’d put them into a narrative. I described it as having this omnipresent voyeur inside of one’s experience. And, other than our professor, no-one else at all got or could relate to what I was saying, except for a classmate who was an actor, who felt himself doing the exact same thing. 

What is this benevolant creature? Who does he think he is

What the fuck is this thing

obama

Who won the custody battle for y/n when one direction broke up

Spends 1/5 of a year with each Persephone style