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reblog and make a wish! this was removed from tumbrl due to “violating one or more of Tumblr’s Community Guidelines”, but since my wish came true the first time, I’m putting it back. :)

STOP😭

Parallels ⛈

Did the Owl House HAVE to fuck us up THAT much?

RAEDA STANS HOW WE DOING 😃

We got a team now!

The scream the came out of me when I saw this scene was absolutely feral

RAINE MET LUZ FOR THE FIRST TIME !!!

y’all: Keith was raised by two gay disasters

Me: Keith was raised by two gay disasters and a bi nerd

I just wanted to draw more keith and matt bonding ¯\_(ツ)_/¯

Daphne, kicking down the door to Simon's study: bAbe you will not believe the tea I have for you—

daphne ‘picking up the vibes’ basset bonus:

hand in my hand and we promised to never let go

(..u know which song it is 👀 I’ve been meaning to post these for so long actually, oh man)

Lemme tell u guys a story

In my freshman year, my great grandma passed away. She never threw out or sold anything worth keeping if she could help it, having grown up in the Depression, so when she passed, my grandma suddenly inherited a lifetime’s worth of treasured items. She distributed most of them to her kids and grandkids, saved some sentimental items, and donated most of the clothing and trinkets to charity. I got back the stuffed leopard I’d given great-grandma in the hospital; the fur was still as soft as it’d been when I bought it. One of the biggest things she had to sort through was jewelry. For a year after my great-grandma died, my grandma was setting out organized rows of costume jewelry on basement tables and chivvying her granddaughters to take what they wanted.

And then, after all the choosing, she snuck me into her room while my cousins picked through wristwatches. On her bed were two small jewelry boxes: an old wooden one, and a cushioned one in white pleather.

“I brought you in here because if I gave these to your cousins, they’d sell it. I don’t want these sold. Do you understand?”

I understood.

This is the story of the biggest lie my grandma ever told her mom.

Great-grandma’s birthstone was garnet, and she loved the look of the stones, but could never justify paying for some. Her husband worked constantly, and so did she, and new clothes for the kids was more important than jewelry at the time. When my grandma was 16, she saved her first paychecks to buy her mom a garnet ring for Mother’s Day; that’s what was in the wooden box. The original receipt, handwritten, was crammed into the lid. Great-grandpa saw that ring and teared up; he’d always wanted to get his wife something nice like that, but hadn’t ever had enough money for it. Determined, he vowed to change that. He set aside money for years, slowly, hiding it away in a box in the attic, vowing to buy his wife something she could always wear with her ring.

Time passed, and inflation happened, and he slowly squirreled money away in the hopes that jewelry might get cheaper again sometime. Time passed again, and age had little mercy on him. He got older, typed up a note, and placed in in the box, describing what the money was for; he knew his time was near. Under no circumstances was the money to be spent on anything other than giving his wife a nice gift. The letter read, “One day, my dear Ruth, you’ll have garnet earrings to match that ring.” It’s what great-grandma had always mourned missing; she had such a nice ring, and no good earrings to go with it.

Well, men don’t live forever, and when great-grandpa passed away, my grandma cleaned out her mom’s attic as she prepared to move somewhere smaller. Going through boxes of polaroids and paper clips, she stumbled on the box of earrings money, note and all. She stashed it with her coat, and after that day of cleaning, went to the jeweler before her mom could try and spend the money on something too sensible. She came back with the white pleather box; sure enough, still nestled inside that box were two clip-on garnet earrings.

”Mom never got her ears pierced, you know. That’s why it took so long to find a good pair.”

Once she’d gotten the earrings, grandma presented them to her mom, along with the note. The paper was obviously old and warped by moisture, but it was legible. My great grandma cried happy tears and treasured those earrings more than any other jewelry; the last gift her husband could give her. Decades after the fact, I’d seen her wear them to Christmas parties and worry over them, checking that they stayed on her earlobes.

There was never any note from great-grandpa. Never any box. Never any earring money. My great-grandpa had spent his saved money keeping himself and his wife confortable throughout retirement. To set aside hundreds of dollars, even a bit at a time, for garnet earrings, was never a thought that crossed his mind. My grandma had seen her mom, exhausted, wracked with grief, and lied through her teeth about where she’d gotten the money for those earrings. She faked the note and everything, making sure her mom wouldn’t wonder where the money came from, and never winced at the pinch in her own pockets. And she never told a soul, not even my mom, until great-grandma was safely and thoroughly buried herself.

SPIDER-MAN: NO WAY HOME: Special Features Tobey Maguire & Andrew Garfield Edition

Every year… Every damn year…

“Here’s to the new us.”

Beginning & Ending for characters of ARCANE

don't look at me I'm EMOTIONAL

(happy anniversary korrasami)

Desperately need a fic of young Caitlyn and Vi interacting 😫

they have been part of each other’s stories before they even knew it.

I dreamed of getting married but instead of like "oh so happy yay" it's me crying to my mom because i didn't want to get married yet cus i was still young and had dreams but i didn't want to dissapoint anyone by saying "no i do not want to get married" because they had this celebration made for me and that is so in character of me and now im scared of being in a relationship🥲

Y’all could have fucking told me Arcane was gonna screw me up, but no. You lured me in with your gay shit, and I got traumatized sisters.

[insp.]

“We’re meant to be together.”

And they met each other again

*aggresively trying to fan herself* ohmygod ohmygOD ohMYGOD OHMYGOD

oh my god

The scene between Dan and Trixie on ep 9 has me bawling, man😭😭

I'm late to the party but I am OBSESSED with She-ra and the Princesses of Power

The feeling of finally finding that one fanfiction after practically going insane searching for it because little snippets of the story is in your brain and it won't let you rest until you find it and the quotation mark trick on google isn't helping is unmatched.

Unleash your power bagel!

I'M PART OF THE WITH HONORS LIST AHHHHHHHHHHHH😭😭😭😭😭

Let me just leave this here

Well, past me, lemme tell you something😃

I'm watching Law School and I swear if I decided to be a lawyer because of this, I'm gonna hurl myself out a window😃