Writer, coffee drinker, loves music, and overwhelmed by studies. Suis alis volat
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“Photography is a way of feeling, of touching, of loving. What you have caught on film is captured forever… It remembers little things, long after you have forgotten everything.”
— Aaron Siskind
unknown | Lori Gottlieb | Caitlyn Siehl | Nicole Homer | C.C.Aurel | Langston Hughes
Percy: what time is it?
Leo: idk hold up
Leo:*starts screaming*
Nico shouting from somewhere: who tf is screaming at 3am!!!??
Leo: it's 3 am
“Be less curious about people and more curious about ideas.”
— Marie Curie
“I am the dark and I am the light, I am the moon and I am the starless night sky. Fall in love with all that I am or please, do not fall in love with me at all.”
— Unknown
An excellent Purple Hyacinth animatic, go show the artist some love! If they’re here on tumblr, someone let me know so I can tag them!
The first picture is the redrawn second picture
Y'all go read Purple Hyacinth, I beg you🙏😫🙏
Webtoon written by Sophism and Ephymeris
Unrequited Love (Editing- No further updates) (on Wattpad) https://www.wattpad.com/story/300022785-unrequited-love-editing-no-further-updates?utm_source=web&utm_medium=tumblr&utm_content=share_myworks&wp_uname=Coffee_Lover_Mar&wp_originator=3j75aAJmkVdSy3xmQb7ivwbt7sKs5XpP8OPTf7uZ%2F2fZKh1MjOR6227jCPGi47h9uvgF7jpEsZp1Jnf%2FuYJeJJUIBeT85xKshuz59H%2Fs4e1q29ga8ujOpj5W77tfgmqp A girl who's life is filled with struggles, yet she strives to move along. Till one day, she stumbles across a link that will forever change her life. Friends, an ex, a stranger, and someone who will mean everything to her. What is this feeling? || Blue roses are a unique flowers. Their sapphire blue hue allures many making it a rare flower to find. She stared at the azure petals that sat on palm of her hand. "Blue rose petals..." She muttered, struggling to breathe from the petals that were stuck in her throat, threatening to suffocate her. "I love you, but I cannot have you..." She rasped, remembering their hidden meaning before coughing again. Blue petals escaped from her mouth, blue rose petals fluttered down to the floor splattered in blood. The coughing would not go away. With each cough came more petals. 'I have fallen for you haven't I?' || Started on: January 29, 2022 Finished: ? Give credit to my friend who had this wonderful idea.
still the best dinosaur documentary series made to this day even if dated
https://jpnostalgia.tumblr.com/
“Writing is the most fun you can have by yourself.”
— Terry Pratchett
“When I was young, I used to admire intelligent people; as I grow older, I admire kind people.”
— Abraham Joshua Heschel
“i think it’s attractive when someone texts you after hanging out just to say they had fun with you”
— Unknown
“Never judge people by their past. People learn. People change. People move on.”
— Unknown
“Am I lonely because no one cares, or am I lonely because I’m not strong enough to let anyone get close enough to care?”
— Rob Hill Sr., I GOT YOU: Restoring Confidence in Love and Relationships
Shiro had warned him. Hunk had warned him. Coran had warned him. Hell, Keith had even warned him, and offered one of his hoodies.
But had Lance listened? No, of course not. His stubborn ass refused any sort of layer and marched right out to the chilly planet in nothing but his jeans and baseball tee (he forwent his jacket in what Keith firmly believed to be spite), denying that he was cold through teeth chattering so badly that none of his words were actually legible by the time the negotiations wrapped up and they headed home.
“You sure you don’t want my hoodie?” Keith had asked, admittedly a little smug.
“Ch — choke to d — death,” Lance had replied, with as much dignity as he could with his lips turning blue.
(It’s not even that the planet was below freezing, or anything. It was maybe 14°C, give or take a couple degrees. But Lance had the shittiest circulation of anyone Keith had ever met, and as a result could not stay in cold environments very long without really starting to feel it. Sometimes Keith affectionately called him his little gecko, which Lance hated and everyone else found hilarious. Keith will admit that the gecko comment may have been part of the reason that Lance refused to wear a goddamned hoodie.)
Regardless of the reason for the Red Paladin’s stubbornness, when he walked into the kitchen the next morning with a red nose and a duvet wrapped around his shoulders, looking absolutely miserable, Keith can’t quite hide his smile.
He’s not the only one.
“Morning, popsicle,” Pidge greets, smirking.
Lance doesn’t even look at her, squinting at the space in front of him with bleary eyes. “Go fuck yourself.”
Hunk smiles into his cup, shaking his head, but Shiro has the good grace to at least look sympathetic.
“Got a little cold, there, buddy?”
“I’m actually dying.”
Allura snorts. “You don’t have to milk it, doofus. I’m not going to make you train like that.”
Lance sniffles, coughing wetly into his elbow. Keith starts to feel the first stirrings of pity in his gut.
“Good, because I might have died. My shrivelled lungs would have given out and collapsed, and that would be on your conscious.”
“Your lungs are fine, dear,” Coran says, eyes twinkling.
Lance tries to scoff, but it gets caught in his throat and turns into another cough. “None of you love me.”
He finally shuffles over to the food goo machine, squeezing out the smallest bowl Keith has ever seen him eat — his appetite must be shot — and makes his miserable way back over to the table, collapsing next to Keith.
As soon as he’s settled, Keith hooks his ankle around the leg of Lance’s chair, dragging him closer. He throws his arm around his boyfriend’s shoulder hoping his ‘seriously insane levels of human furnace — are you half Galra or half red sun’ (Lance’s words, obviously) will help Lance feel a little comfier. He pulls back the duvet hood just enough to expose Lance’s face a little, and presses a kiss to his temple.
“I’m sorry you’re sick,” he whispers, “even if I damn well told you to wear a jacket.”
Lance huffs, but a smile threatens to break free of the deep frown he’s forcing on his face.
“Shut up.”
“I love you.”
“I love you too, jerk.”
“Be kind, work hard, stay humble, smile often, stay loyal, be honest, travel when possible, never stop learning, be thankful always, and love.”
— Ritu Ghatourey (via heavyrain-dc)
“I know what I want, I have a goal, an opinion, I have… love. Let me be myself and then I am satisfied”
— Anne Frank
“You’ve gain weight” “Thank you” “…”
Then they have to either settle with being misunderstood or double down and explicitly explain that they were intentionally being unkind.
I work at a church and religious people use coded language to say crummy things in camouflaged/passive aggressive ways. Today someone told me, “that was an…interesting sermon…”
“Thank you.” <smile>
Then I got to watch them squirm as they tried to decide how to respond.
Tl;dnr: when people are passive aggressive, just say thank you.
“Take a lot of pictures, you’ll only regret the ones that you didn’t take.”
— Unknown
“Be kind, work hard, stay humble, smile often, stay loyal, be honest, travel when possible, never stop learning, be thankful always, and love.”
— Ritu Ghatourey
watch the full Timeline of Natural History video here
“My past has not defined me, destroyed me, deterred me, or defeated me; it has only strengthened me.”
— Steve Maraboli
Literally me my entire life...
LOST WORLD
“Because extinction has always been a great mystery. It’s happened five major times on this planet, and not always because of an asteroid. Everyone’s interested in the Cretaceous die-out that killed the dinosaurs, but there were die-outs at the end of the Jurassic and the Triassic as well. They were severe, but they were nothing compared to the Permian extinction, which killed ninety percent of all life on the planet, on the seas and on the land. No one knows why that catastrophe happened. But I wonder if we are the cause of the next one.” “How is that?” Kelly said.” ― Michael Crichton, The Lost World
Irina Nikolina
JURASSIC PARK (1993) JURASSIC WORLD DOMINION (2022)
My Unrequited Love https://www.inkitt.com/stories/romance/919724
This story is thanks to a friend who passed his idea and together we come up with ideas to how to write it. :)
HATE when you’re sitting there staring at 600 words and just KNOW this is going to be SO MUCH LONGER than it needs to be
“It is madness to hate all roses because you got scratched with one thorn.”
— Antoine de Saint-Exupére