Ohtobefightingthefoos - Well… That’s Unfortunate

I love that, even thought Callum and Ezran were in a bad fight, Ezran still chose helping Callum over killing Aaravos (or his mortal form, anyway). Because his love is stronger than his hate and anger. His love for Callum and Rayla never faded--like the moon, it was always there. Just hidden, darkened by grief and rage.

more timbern headcanons

i think lonnie and bernard were on the same conspiracy theory forums online

when timbern is out on a date, tim's brain turns off, and he knows no directions. he makes no decisions. bernard is driving. where? tim doesn't know and doesn't care. it's his self-care moment. (his brain only turns back on when babs tells him something might go down)

bernard doesn't smoke, but when he's having a stressful day at the restaurant, he will take a smoke brake

tim used to do bernard's chemistry homework for him, and bernard would do tim's physics homework for him.

bernard will call tim "mr. wayne" to piss him off

they start playing fight and end up making out for hours

tim's fridge is full of polaroids, mostly of bernard and calico, but one of them is very old and all fucked up. It's a picture of tim bernard and darla at louis grieves.

bernard took a picture of that polaroid and uses it as his phone lockscreen

Vincent van Gogh, from a letter to Anna van Gogh. December 1889. The Illustrated Provence Letters of van Gogh selected and edited by Martin Bailey

here's some more unsolicited adult advice as someone in her 30s who knows there are a lot of twenty somethings and teens that follow her: if you're trying to build a new habit you really want, and are struggling, you have to break it down to the smallest building block possible. If you're failing, you haven't thought small enough. I know it's possible to hear stories of people who just snapped into new life mode one day by "just deciding", but truly what's happening there is a confluence of events and experiences that force the brain into some sort of epiphany. You cannot will an epiphany. It'll never work. For most times of your life, you will need to build habits intentionally, and that means not working against yourself and to set micro goals. like laughably tiny goals. because once that easy tiny goal is met, you can build off it, tiny goal after tiny goal until you reach your big goal.

so for example, if you want to be a morning person that gets up at ass crack dawn so that you can work out, eat brekkie, shower, and get to work at a leisurely pace, and you're not that person because you will hit your snooze button 800 times, you have to get the big picture goal out of your head. think smaller. "I want to get up 15 minutes earlier than I normally do." If you can't do that, make it 5 minutes. "I want to cook breakfast every day" hell no too big. "I want to eat something, anything, before I leave the house" hell yeah, fantastic. When you go to the grocery store to make sure there are things in the house for breakfast, if you keep buying bagels and microwave sandwiches that you ignore, you gotta think smaller. SMALLER. What's something so easy to eat that you'll never say no to. Is it a yogurt? Is it a handful of grapes? Is it a hostess ho ho? is it hot cheetos? FORGET the big picture of the fantasy put-together woman preparing a full nutritious meal that you'd be proud to admit to. Think only of the smallest goal you can achieve. If you know you can't say no to an ice cream sandwich, put a ton of ice cream sandwiches in your freezer and have one for breakfast every day until it's so instilled in you that you gotta get up to eat something you can start diversifying.

It sounds like, from the lack of habit place, that must take forever. But really it doesn't take too long to form the habit once the discipline kicks in. the trick is that you have to give your brain something easy to become disciplined to. If it's too hard, think easier and smaller. No one has to know. Literally no one in the gd world has to know that for 4 weeks when you were 22 you had an ice cream sandwich for breakfast every day. who cares. If it gets you eating oatmeal with fresh fruit in a few months who cares. you did it, yay. smaller, easier. if you can't do it, think smaller and easier. smaller!! EASIER!!! You are not thinking smaller and easier enough. break your brain thinking how small and easy you can go. SMALLER. EVEN SMALLER, SIS.

It’s all ‘Ballerina Aiden’ this, and ‘Gymnast Aiden’ that.

Why is it never Stuntman Aiden? Huh? Huh?? Cowards.

Framing this Timber kiss on my wall because they were just cooking together and they might be living together and Bernard calls Tim a pet name and then we get this cute kiss too!! Tim deserves this sense of comfort and normalcy in his life and like I get angst and drama are also fun to explore and write but it's also so nice they get to be domestic and happy boyfriends currently!

Also if Bear is living with Tim, he is definitely making sure that boy eats three healthy meals a day! Thank you for taking good care of each other, Tim and Bernard!

Chuckling to myself imagining Jason coming off as a snarky New Jersey bad-boy in English, but sounding like some prim and proper little prince in Tibetan because he learned the language from Talia, and she only speaks with perfect formal Lhasa diction.

It’s to the point that when they first met, Essence and Ducra assumed that Jason was Talia’s rumored son. The first time Essence hears Jason use English and he calls someone a ‘brain donor’ she gets whiplash.

the david zwirner gallery and the felix gonzalez torres foundation in the smithsonian removed the descriptive plaque for portrait of ross in la by felix gonzalez-torres. the old plaque explained portrait for ross' origins as the artist's partner's aids related death, and replaced it with a plaque with absolutely no information about the piece itself, who ross was, or who gonzalez-torres was either. portrait of ross was also reeranged to lay on the floor long ways instead of in a pile as it typically is situated, and the plaque outside the exhibition FOR GONZALEZ-TORRES omits his sexuality, as well as his aids related death. i'm in utter disbelief

Out Magazine

The Smithsonian's queer erasure of an AIDS artwork should alarm us all

By omitting the tragic story behind Felix González-Torres "Untitled" (Portrait of Ross in L.A.), the Smithsonian National Portrait Gallery i

more eddie textposts bc i'm addicted to making them