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Books with a handful of super long chapters: Not epic

Books with an extreme amount of chapters under five pages long: Extremely epic!!!!

THIS IS YOUR INVITATION TO INFODUMP IN MY ASKBOX

Even if I don't know you feel free to tell me about anything you'd like!!!

Hyperfixating? Have a special interest? Or just want to share some facts? Ramble on!!! Please!! :DD

“i once saw a scientist on television. and she was speaking generally about science things (being a scientist and knowing science things etc.) and, speaking generally i am not a science person, and while i respect them, i do not have much interest in scientists or science things. so i went to switch the channel at the precise moment that the presenter sitting beside the scientist asked: what, in your opinion, is the most ASTOUNDING fact about the universe ? and this stopped me. because it is not often that television presenters ask such interesting questions, and the scientist was pursing her lips in a thoughtful way that made me think i wanted to her her answer to the interesting question. after a pause, she did not look directly at the camera, but directly at the presenter. did you know, she said, that there are atoms in your body. the presenter laughed. of course, he said. what else would my body be made of? well, said the scientist, and i did not need to look at the television screen to know she was smiling. do you know where those atoms came from? well, said the presenter. and he did not say anything else. i snickered from my place in the armchair and the scientist smiled again. the most ASTOUNDING fact that i have ever known, she said, is not a fact, specifically, but the story of every atom on this planet. the ones that make up the grass and the sea and the sand and the forests and the human body. these atoms came from stars. the presenter sat forward and so did i. stars, continued the scientist, are mortal like humans. they die, and, in their later years, are unstable. it pains me a little to say it, but a star’s death is far more dramatic than a human’s. is it? asked the presenter. the scientist was looking at him still, and i felt strongly as though i was listening in on a very private conversation. it is, the scientist nodded. the stars i am referring to, she said, collapsed and exploded a very long time ago, and scattered their enriched guts across the entire universe. here, she paused, and her words caught in my mind in a way that made me wonder if she was a scientist or a poet. their guts, she said whilst sipping from a glass of water, were splayed across every inch of time and space. these guts were made of the fundamental ingredients of life and existence. carbon and oxygen and nitrogen and hydrogen and all the rest of it. all in the bellies of these stars that flung themselves across the universe in protest when it was their time to die. and then? asked the presenter. the scientist’s lips quirked upwards. and then, she said. it all became parts of gas clouds. ones that condense and collapse and will form our next solar systems - billions of stars with billions of planets to orbit them. and these planets have the ingredients of life sewed into the very fabric of their own lives. so, she said, smile still playing on her lips - where do your atoms come from? from those gas clouds, said the presenter. no, said the scientist. from those stars. every atom, every molecule, every inhale and exhale and beat of your heart, is traceable to the crucibles that cooked life itself. and you are sitting here and so am i and so are your viewers at home, and we’re all in the universe, aren’t we? yes, said the presenter. but i’ll tell you what’s even better, the scientist smiled wider. the universe is in us. your atoms and my atoms and your camera men’s atoms came from those stars. you’re connected and relevant without even having to try. you are made of stardust and the fabric of the universe. that is the most ASTOUNDING fact i can tell you. the presenter smiled and the scientist smiled wider and i smiled too, and later i switched the channel to something less scientific and wondered if i should feel small, tiny and insignificant in relation to the stars that collapsed and exploded and threw themselves everywhere. and that is how my mother found me, sitting on the sofa. and she asked me what was wrong, and i said, nothing. i’m just a lot smaller than stars are. my mother is very literal woman. as such, her natural response was: of course you’re not. don’t you see how small stars are? that’s only from a distance, i said. maybe you’re looking at yourself from a distance too, she said. and she left the room and it is years later now, but i still think about the scientist and what she said and my mother and what she said and i still see the presenter on television. and i still think that the stars are very big but now i think, they are in me. so i am big too.”

— ‘the most astounding fact’ - j.c., inspired by neil degrass tyson’s talk of the same name (via girlonfired)

ship dynamic that im weak for: middle-aged people who are Weird About Each Other

trying to romanticize this little life of mine

Robert Crawley and the Terrible, Horrible, No Good, Very Bad Day || Downton Abbey: A New Era (2022)

insp. by @whatsabriard 's post

anonymous asked: downton abbey + favourite familial relationship?

daisy + mr. mason i think that's one reason why william married you, so that i wouldn't be alone with all my bairns gone. without you, i'd have no one to pray for. i think that william knew that. so will you be my daughter? let me take you into my heart?

So, I discovered that someone was selling my Downton Abbey cast fanart on their Redbubble shop, without my permission.

Luckily, I was able to report the thing and Redbubble quickly removed my artwork from the thief's shop, hurray!

Lately I experienced a significant lowering in my sellings, may or may not be due to the fact that someone else has been selling my most popular piece in their shop for quite a while.. Btw, if you're a Downton fan and like my art, please consider checking out my shop "Roby-boh.redbubble.com" (link in home!)

Thanks in advance to anyone who wanted to support me or just take a look.. and please, if you want to purchase this design, check you're buying it from my profile (Robyboh) and not from some thief's account :)

#this is amazing #pure talent

Downton abbey studies (:

BOOK RIOT

Hoopla, Overdrive/Libby Now Banned for Those Under 18 in Mississippi

Public libraries in Mississippi have cut off access to digital platforms like Overdrive and Hoopla to those under 18.

I never want to hear conservatives go on about repressive censorship in China, North Korea, and Iran ever again

Hey, could you do me a favor?

Could you just RB this?

The little RB statistics chart is so pleasant and stimmy to look at and I want to see what it looks like when it gets really REALLY huge because it makes me think of some deep sea lifeform

At some point, on the boat to America:

Robert: look I get it, everyone’s a little bit gay

Thomas:

Robert: I kissed every single one of my classmates on the mouth at Eton. That doesn’t make ME gay.

Thomas:

Robert:

Thomas: I have bad news milord

fred astaire & ginger rogers in roberta (1935)

Marlene Dietrich in Shanghai Express (1932)

Boys prepare for a swim at the base of the Statue of Civic Virtue Triumphant Over Unrighteousness at City Hall Park, July 8, 1932. Mayor LaGuardia disliked it; he resented being confronted with the male figure's bare posterior every day when he left City Hall. When Queens opened a new Borough Hall in 1940, LaGuardia seized the opportunity and gave the fountain to Queens, where it was moved in February 1941. He wasn't the only opponent: in 1987 Claire Shulman, the borough's first female president, said it should be moved because "A municipal building is not an appropriate place for a statue that portrays women as evil and treacherous." Eventually, in 2012, it was moved to Green-Wood Cemetery in Brooklyn.

Photo: Associated Press via Pinterest

Josephine Baker in her dressing room at the Casino de Paris in Paris, 1931.

Photos by Boris Lipnitzki

How to show emotions

Part III

How to show disappointment

swallowing hard

low, monotone voice

clucking their tongue

rubbing their face

shaking head

clenching hands

sighing

frowning

pursing of the lips

slumped shoulders

looking away

scowling

How to show relief

exhaling deeply

tension in their face going away

closing eyes for a moment

tentative smile

eyes brightening up

small giddy laughter

putting hand on their breast

joyfully tearing up

looking up

How to show desire

gaze dropping down to the other's lips

opening mouth slightly

small smile around the eyes

eyes widening

pupils dilating

biting lips

following them with their eyes

inhaling deeply

licking lips

How to show tiredness

closing eyes

slowly opening them again

long sighs

yawning

no eye contact

head lolling to the side

closed mouth, neither smile nor scowl

not moving a lot

doing everything slower

staring off into the near distance

How to show confidence

prolonged eye contact

nodding to show they are listening

putting their shoulders back

holding head high

leaning forward

standing tall

smiling openly

Part I | Part II

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Keep the flame going for those we have lost to suicide. 

If you were in a fanfic, would you be the pining idiot or the oblivious dumbass?

post it in the tags!!

Grandma Cora appreciation 🥺💜

Tumblr has no business making me cry, but heyho here we are

(imagine for a second you’re cora, and you’ve spent the better part of the last few weeks (months?) preparing for it to be you in that bed. surrounded by your husband and children, saying a witty and loving goodbye. you’re holding him to lend him your strength and to make sure he knows he’s not alone in this moment. but you’re also white-knuckled, gripping your lifeline, tethering yourself to the reality that it’s not you. and won’t be for some while yet)

“You have been everything to me. Everything.” 

Cheers to Cobert supremacy! I saw the film three times in one week and it killed me. 

in the end, you’re my sister. 

requested by @such-g00d-luck

All throughout your life you’ve saved the life of the same person again and again. You eventually began joking that you are their guardian angel. When you died and entered heaven you were surprised to see them being berated by an angel. Apparently they were supposed to be your guardian angel.