#This is proof

[rorylovesf1]

this genre of max photos. that’s it. that’s the post.

#formula 1 #f1 #max verstappen #men can be hot #sometimes #this is proof #you guys know exactly what i mean by genre

[cheese-water]

o7

#tweet #twitter #slimecicle #charlie slimecicle #i need more people to enjoy the absolute guy that is Charlie Slimecicle #remember that post saying slimecicle is just jerma but hasn’t breached containment #this is proof #he is the funniest man alive #im gooping #im gunking #im sludging #glue trap #funny tweets #dying in a glue trap

[soniadamasco]

They really didn't have to focus on Rei here but they decided to bless us

#LISTEN THEY LOVE EACH OTHER #idc if as lovers friends or whatever #this is proof #buddy daddies #rei suwa #kazuki kurusu #spoilers #buddy daddies spoilers

[citylawns]

I am slowly crawling back to myself

#my tongue #this is proof

[who-ligan-or-who-vian]

Watching the kardashians, s1 ep2

And who do I fucking spott?!?!

MY BOYS

#we are everywhere #they are everywhere #louis tomlinson #harry styles #larry fandom #larry stylinson #yes this is me #one direction #i love them #this is PROOF #jk

[crow-the-unknown]

YALL NATE AND CALE HAVE MATCHING SHOES I CANT 😭😭😭

#colorado avalanche #cale makar #nathan mackinnon #829 #them <333 #829 is real #this is proof #the way they're all just observing him tho #like “ooo look a cale in his natural habitat hmmm” #love that for them

[kitzuneplayz]

Chapter One is underway! :D Trying to decide on the POV style of this if. Would you guys prefer to be referred to as “you” or “I”?

#snowflakes & wishes if #interactive fiction #IF #writing update #this is proof #I promise I’m working #if wip

[chaoticdesertdweller]

"A cabin in the mountains of Colorado in 1970. I stayed here for a week with Stephen Stills before we flew to his country home in England.

The days were always busy with so many fun things to do!"- Henry Diltz via Facebook

#stephen stills #henry diltz #black and white photography #snow #1970 #the camera in his hand #everyone is a photographer #this is proof #i love it

[luv-assangiebatch]

"Honey wanted to tell you how much I love you. I was a little worried. I don't want to lose you now that I got you back. You mean everything to me. You have my whole heart and life. I love you so much."

Oh look, one of my many love letters to Assangie he had saved on his laptop ❤️. It's no coincidence that this is the only legible message in the picture 😘

#kassangie is canon #straight up canon #this is PROOF #ehehehe #the fifth estate #tfe ruined my life #assangie + me = otp #feels #oh the feels #look how pretty he is #❤️❤️❤️❤️

[loodness]

Pineapple on Pizza is good actually fight me

#Loodness #LoodChris #fruitsona #oc #anthro #pineapple #fruit #furry art #pizza #I'm right and you know it #this is proof

[nothisislyra]

i literally look so cute today and i'm not being kissed, what the heck

#god is not real #this is proof #i need to quit my job in protest

[always-aqua]

For the drabble prompt! 26. “The diamond in your engagement ring is fake.”

Sorry, this took so long and ended up being much longer than a Drabble. It kind of got away from me. 🤷🏻‍♀️

Harry looked down at the newest, shiniest, sparkliest addition to his left hand. Now, if he only had a solid answer to go with it. It had been two days since he was asked the most important question of his life and he wanted to say yes. He did. But he hasn’t. Yet.

“Ahem,” a voice coughed behind Harry. He looked up from his ring, realizing he had no idea how much time had passed since he got lost in thought. When he looked up, he was met with the bluest eyes he had ever seen.

“I’m…so…” he stammered. “Harry.”

The man laughed, eyeing him up and down. “I suppose you could use a shave but you don’t look too hairy.”

“No I mean, I’m sorry and I’m Harry. My name. Is Harry,” he knew he was fumbling this up. Why did it even matter? This person was a stranger. A very pretty stranger. He closed his eyes and shook his head to clear his thoughts. “Let me start over. I am sorry for being in your way.”

“Not a problem, Harry-the-name not hairy-on-the-face. I’m Louis. And you’re not in my way exactly, but your coffee has been on the counter for a few minutes and I thought you might want it.”

Harry blushed. “Yes, thank you. I do. I was just…”

“Lost in thought?”

Harry held up his hand, flashing the ring. “Trying to make a decision.” Why was Harry telling a stranger his problems?

Louis’ eyebrows shot up in shock and amusement. “You’re already wearing the ring, mate. Kind of seems like you may have made the decision.”

“You’d think,” Harry mumbled at the same time a barista called out for Louis to get his drink. “Again, sorry to be in your way.” He grabbed Louis’ drink off the counter and handed it to the man. “Have a nice day.”

Louis looked down at the ring on the hand holding his drink. “Don’t mean to overstep my bounds, but do you want to talk about it?” He gestures towards an empty table. “I was just going to read a little bit but it seems like maybe you could use a listening ear instead.”

“Yes,” Harry said without a second thought. “I would like that.”

The man led the way to the table and Harry followed, wondering why on earth he just agreed to talk about his confusion about getting engaged or not with a stranger.

“So, what seems to be the roadblock?”

“Honestly I’m not sure,” he sipped his coffee. There was something, a little voice, telling him it’s not the right time. Not the right person. “Luca, my partner, is gorgeous and funny. He‘s kind to everything, including spiders. He does crossword puzzles in pen and never leaves one incomplete. He’s perfect.”

“But?” Louis prodded him.

“He’s almost too perfect. We never fight but that’s mostly because he always gives way to me. Like…he used to load the dishwasher all wrong and I told him he way he does it is dumb. He just smiled and said he would change it. And he did. Just like that.”

“Wow, he sounds like a real jerk,” Louis laughed.

Harry couldn’t help but chuckle a bit himself. “Exactly. But even this ring is too perfect,” he looked down at his hand again. “It’s a 3 carat Emerald cut diamond in a titanium setting. It’s gorgeous.”

“May I see it more closely?” Louis asked, holding out his hand.

Harry immediately placed his hand in Louis’. There was a jolt of electricity the moment skin met skin.

Once again Louis laughed. “I meant, can I see the ring, off? I happen to work in antique jewelry so I just wanted to see the piece.”

Harry wanted to evaporate into a puddle of goo. Of course Louis wanted to see it off his finger and not just hold hands. He gingerly removed the ring and passed it over to the still outstretched hand. He looked it over and there was the slightest twitch in Louis’ face. Obviously Harry didn’t know what it meant for sure, but he could tell it wasn’t exactly positive.

“What is it?” Harry asked.

Louis looked up, a little startled. “What? Oh. It’s nothing. It’s a fine ring.”

“Just fine?”

“If you love it, then you love it,” Louis said, passing the ring back to Harry.

He didn’t put it back on his finger, but instead turned it over and over trying to see what Louis did. “Well that’s not cryptic or anything.”

Louis squirmed a bit in his seat, looking uneasy. “Look, I’m not trying to…” he trailed off.

“Tell me the truth,” Harry said, still looking at the ring.

“The truth? The stone. It might be 3 carats. But,” he paused.

“But what? Please tell me.”

“All I’m saying is, if you think something is too perfect to be real, maybe it is.”

“Meaning?”

“The diamond in your ring? It’s not real. It’s fake,” Louis said, and Harry’s face immediately dropped. “Hey, there is nothing wrong with not having a real diamond. I know a lot of people choose cubic zirconia because of personal beliefs or if they can’t afford it.”

“He can afford it. Trust me. He told me it was a diamond. So he lied?”

Louis took a long sip of his coffee. It’s not like Harry expected him to say anything. What could a stranger possibly say to make this better?

“I don’t know if he lied or if he didn’t know. But what I’ll say is this: if you haven’t said yes yet, there’s a reason. Trust yourself. You are the only one who knows what’s best.”

Harry looked up at this man, this very pretty man, who had no reason to sit here and be a coffee house therapist but was willing to be one anyway. But he was right. There was a reason he hasn’t answered Luca. He slipped the ring in his pocket, knowing the answer now more definitively than ever.

“So that’s that?” He asked.

“Yeah, I think it is.” Harry gave a slight sad smile.

“When you know, you know.” Louis shrugged. There was a long pause, air heavy between them. “Hey Harry? Would you…maybe want to meet for coffee again sometime?”

Harry smiled brightly now. “Yes. I think I’d like that very much.

He wasn’t sure why, but he knew this was the easiest question he’d ever been asked to answer.

#drabble prompts #sometimes i write #this is proof

[leaveherwildliketheflowers]

Sea Dog vs. Land Dog

The similarities are uncanny.

#personal #Copper #I always joke that he looks like a sea lion #this is proof #silly doggos

[velvet-apricots]

Did i just spend over 230$ for a Gideon Ofnir pendant made of sterling silver?

yes.

#personal #no one loves this man more then me #this is proof

[peggycatrerr]

today on the train home the guy next to me was on his phone and at one point i saw him go on tumblr and he just had like. a normie dash. like it was all photography. of nature and architecture. he was using tumblr the way a heterosexual landscaper for rich people might use instagram. i actually had to watch his screen for a few seconds to be sure it really was tumblr because i was so taken aback by the content he was viewing. this is why algorithmless websites are so beautiful btw because i genuinely didn't know that this side of tumblr even existed. he didn't even so much as scroll past any text posts.

EDIT: look i'm not going to turn off reblogs but i cannot stress enough that THIS WASN'T A HIPSTER BLOG DASH IT WASN'T AN AESTHETIC BLOG DASH IT WAS THE MOST WILDLY GENERIC COLLECTION OF IMAGES YOU HAVE EVER SEEN IN YOUR LIFE. I AM NOT EXAGGERATING OR BEING A QUIRKY FANDOM TUMBLRINA WHEN I SAY "NORMIE" I GENUINELY MEAN "SO NORMAL THAT IT CIRCLES AROUND TO WEIRD". CAN ANYBODY HEAR ME? HELLO?

#steph's post tag #also no more ''um actually there is an algorithm and this is proof'' THERE ISN'T AN ALGORITHM IF YOU DON'T LOOK AT THE FUCKING FOR YOU TAB #LIKE THE DASH IS A CHRONOLOGICAL FEED OF BLOGS YOU ALREADY FOLLOW. I DISCOVER BLOGS ORGANICALLY THROUGH THE ONES I ALREADY FOLLOW. #IF YOU ARE EXPERIENCING AN ALGORITHM ON TUMBLR THAT'S A YOU PROBLEM.

[phantom-of-the-501st]

Remember that this is not the proof that they love each other

That was a last-ditch attempt from Crowley to get Aziraphale to stay

This is the proof that they love each other

Their love wasn't just made real because they kissed

It always existed

#i will argue this point til my dying breath #they always loved each other #if you think the kiss was the only proof #then i adviae you to reexamine the relationship #the kiss wasn't romantic anyway #it was desperate and painful #it was a last ditch effort from crowley because he loves aziraphale so much #but it was not the confession #he'd already confessed his feelings #the kiss was never necessary to do that #good omens #ineffable husbands #aziracrow #crowley #aziraphale #good omens spoilers #go2 spoilers