what will it be, boss? the comfort of misery or the pain of change?

Fox Mulder Flirting Tactics 101 (tweet)

Sometimes it's a girl and her dog.

Rue de l’Abreuvoir in Montmartre, Paris, 1904. Unknown photographer.

"it's all in your head" correct! unfortunately I am also in there

not to sound like a christian facebook mom but some of yall need to have grace in your hearts for the people in your lives or the people you pass once on the road and never see again like you literally need to stop assuming the worst of everyone and their intentions it is poisoning your brain. you can be careful and responsible without being a miserable person. it is possible i promise

have you ever noticed you pick up little habits and phrases from the people you love? it’s no wonder our hearts are so easily broken when people leave. we become a reflection of the people that we care about and those personality traits stick with us even if the people don’t

“what’s your dream job” im so glad you asked. picture this. i am the lone employee of a strange and mysterious tchotchke/bookshop in the middle of nowhere, full of fun and interesting things that i am allowed to take for the low low price of free of charge. i get one, exceedingly interesting, customer per hour. i work no more than twenty hours a week and am salaried 3 million dollars

Christian Dior - Spring 1998 Couture

Happy 35th birthday czarina Evgenia Kanaeva (02/04/1990) ❤️

Oh, golden boy, you shined a light on your home; and at your best, you were magic, we were sold — but don't tell 'em what you told me, don't even tell 'em that you know me.

I would rather burn forever

But you should know that I died slow; running through the halls of your haunted home. And the toughest part is that we both know what happened to you, why you're out on your own.

Merry Christmas, please don't call

the unmothered children of h2o are so so so so so dear 2 me no one gets it

the wedding band is doing unspeakable things to my psyche. there is not a single instance in existence where i am normal about husband spencer walter reid. oh my fucking god. #NEEDTHAT viscerally. carnally. poetically even. just him that wedding band and nothing else on.

i bring a certain aura to the function where you can hear me blasting the wicked soundtrack from my car and watch me do the choreography in the drivers seat as i pull up

𝑨𝒍𝒊𝒆𝒏 𝑺𝒖𝒑𝒆𝒓𝒔𝒕𝒂𝒓

Aaron Hotchner × fem!reader ×popstar

You were running, your heart racing, your lungs begging for a little more air – all you could offer now were quick breaths as your brain panicked. The screams echoing behind you made it hard for you to think straight, were they fans or paparazzi? It doesn't matter when you have to decide between running to your death or hiding.

All you wanted for that afternoon was coffee and a chocolate cake, you thought you could do it alone – how naive.

With nowhere to go you crossed the street without looking – getting run over didn't seem like such a bad option now – and entered the first store you saw. Looking around quickly your eyes landed on a man in the children's section – he was tall, wearing an impeccable suit, his expression was serious, but he was in the children's section so it couldn't be that bad. Without thinking twice you ran across the store until you stopped in front of him.

“Please, I need help.” You stood between him and the clothes rack, your eyes slightly wide and your breathing labored.

“What? Who is-?”

“Please, just stay still.” You grab him by the shoulders, positioning him so that his silhouette completely covers yours.

Atelier Prabal Gurung | Fall/Winter 2025

I want a series of Aaron × popstar but I have a million ideas and I need to organize them.