This Is The Best Idea In The History Of Film.

Reading: The House in the Cerulean Sea by TJ Klune

Audiobook: Pyramids by Terry Pratchett

If you see this you’re legally obligated to reblog and tag with the book you’re currently reading

Look, I know The X-Files wasn’t intended to be binged the way we can now. I get it. But can we talk about how much funnier it makes it that Scully is seeing a woman floating on a ceiling with her own eyes one episode and that like two episodes later she’s back to acting like Mulder’s some weirdo for believing in aliens?? Girl is compartmentalizing and gaslighting herself at the speed of light

my beautiful girlfriend libby who lives in my phone and tells me many tales and stories

Actually tearing up

Do you ever think that River’s message to the Doctor at the library was her last desperate attempt to live? That she knew she shouldn’t have sent it but she hoped maybe the Doctor figured out how to save her anyways?

That if she knew Fourteen existed she must’ve been so relieved to see Ten. That she might’ve been hoping that the future version of the Doctor from long after Darrillium might’ve managed to figure it out after all.

That she could survive.

Only to have her hopes crushed when she realized that not only was Ten not Fourteen. He had also never met her.

After 25 years of losing hope in her continued survival she gains it for just a moment. Only to be horrified at the fact that it was worse than she could’ve ever imagined.

I don't know how to make gifs and can't find the angle where it shows her face buried in his shoulder...

BUT HE IS ROCKING HER GENTLY.

and I'm dying

😵✌🏻

So I'm washing a blanket. It is a weighted blanket so it cannot go in the ancient washing machine (can I just call that a washine? Is that allowed?). But it NEEDS to be washed. So I put it in the tub and filled it with hot water and detergent and got to scrubbing.

And I'm sat there beside this tub of hot water and suds and cloth, hands and forearms red from the heat of the water and the friction of the washing, sweat dripping into the mix off my forehead, and the thought wanders through my brain that this has been done, like this, for almost all of human history. Maybe it was a metal tub, or a wooden one, or a river or lake shore, but through all of our time here together we have done this thing in this way.

I cherish these moments so dearly. Washing and wringing and hanging. Kneading bread. Sweeping the floor. Putting things in baskets. Owning a bag with a strap or two for carrying things that need carrying. Building a fire. Roasting meat. These things are eternal for us and we have always done them. When I do these things it's like....it's not just me. It's everyone.

You may not be here but you did this thing. Your hands knew these motions. Your heart beat like mine, and I feel you there. I feel you here with me. Do you feel me too?

Individualism is a lie. Everything I am and everything I do was built by other people, and I have helped build others. You are with me and I am with you and there is so much love in that.

🔥

Dying right now

it’s a beautiful day… paget wore a jemily t-shirt to the season 19 table read

God the cinematography of the early seasons are so gorgeous

bi 4 bi percabeth,,,,, 👉👈