Find someone who loves you well. Someone who never belittles you. Even in the heat of an argument. Someone who is gentle with you, but does not treat you like you are fragile. Someone who knows what you are capable of, and celebrates those pieces of you. Not someone who is intimidated by your strength. Someone who doesn’t make you feel guilty for being flawed. It is not love’s job to punish you. And remember the person you love is just as broken as you are when they fall short. No one is perfect – do not hold them to this standard. Find someone who is patient, forgiving, and apologetic. Someone who practices forgiveness freely and often. Love someone who is humble, kind, and empathetic. Not only with you, but with a beggar on the street, or a stranger in the supermarket. Common courtesy is important. Compassion is important. Kindness is important.
Unknown (via thelovejournals)
“Doing anything this weekend?”
Human AU! Its been awhile since I’ve drawn them as humans, when i first entered the fandom I used to draw a lot of em! I’d like to explore more ideas like this (´。• ᵕ •。`) ♡
Chapter 2
It had been a normal day for Michelle, until she found the Russian giant on the sands of her favourite beach.
Now, Seychelles had not had the quietest upbringing. Her history, especially after her independence, was dominated by coup after failed coup, more a spectacular mess than anything else. Not surprising, really, considering who her parents were. But, also being who they were, there had been lessons - dozens of boring, boring lessons - on, apparently, How To Survive ( it was more, she thought, How to Best Pick Fights and Not Make Friends, but meh. Europeans.) She’d been given a handbook too, underlined and highlighted, with stapled-in pages no less dog-eared that the rest, probably something passed down among her various pseudo-siblings, but that was besides the point. The point was, Seychelles did not follow most of the rules, but some she did, if only to be particularly safe.
So, naturally, the last thing she was expecting was to run into one of the countries on the ‘Avoid At All Cost’ list, lying on her beach, not realising that he was well on his way to getting very nicely sunburnt.
“I wanted to tell the book thief many things, about beauty and brutality. But what could I tell her about those things that she didn’t already know? I wanted to explain that I am constantly overestimating and underestimating the human race-that rarely do I ever simply estimate it. I wanted to ask her how the same thing could be so ugly and so glorious, and its words and stories so damning and brilliant.”
literature posters; the book thief by markus zusak
It’s time to be brave. I’m not afraid.
Bangtan | Outro: Wings (via btsquotes)
- Stephen Hawking
“mother says there are locked rooms inside us. sometimes, the men – they come with keys, and sometimes, the men – they come with hammers.”
黒子のバスケ 〜扉の向こう〜 special tip-off act
We were destined for this golden love.
APH | Portugal & Nyotalia England
We mostly agree that Will is very similar to Sarcean — he can’t tell the truth to save his life, he’s sneaky, calculated, smart, and we can’t forget his thing for blondes. But if that’s the case, how similar is James, simply personality-wise, to Anharion? How does that impact the story? James is capable of so much spite and anger and viciousness, especially at betrayal, what does his almost romantic feelings at the memory of Sarcean mean?
A college student struggling with balancing work and the intense desire not to. Welcome to my collection of random work!
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