#Reaching

[adorkastock]

[nemfrog]

Reaching for what? Stops of various quills. 1895. Howard Pyle, illustrator.

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[0-therw-0-rldly]

I blocked the name out of the post for privacy reasons. If you have seen the TikTok already, don’t comment their name.

Having an opinion is one thing but being objectively wrong is another.

• It was not Buck’s place to make Chris stay in Los Angeles, since he isn’t his dad.

• Bobby lived, do we expect Buck to stay there by his bedside the whole night?

• Everyone got to go home to their families/loved ones after being at the hospital, why can’t Buck?

[livelovecaliforniadreams]

2x17 | 3x4

[trinalwilliams]

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Deep breath

I go undercover

Reaching my roots

Deep into mother

I step into your work

Finding your ground

Reaching your sound

Connecting........

You're not alone

The wise tree......

That sees

tIw

[itwaslikeacurse]

The clouds have never looked so far

I reach my hand out and I'm left

They leave me in this place

Looking up

They leave me to find the heavens above

I shall plant my feet firmly down

Staring at the blue

Envious

Only growing

To one day reach the clouds

[vortexanomaly]

[mrsmess]

Prompt by @not-with-you-but-of-you

[adorkastock]

Do you have a collection of "arm reaching out towards the viewer, with all the foreshortening on the hand which that implies" poses anywhere? (I know the poses exist in your open-to-everyone stuff, I've SEEN them, but I don't remember WHERE each one was found.) Because I keep having the bright idea of "hey I should draw something that involves the single most difficult pose to represent which exists", and I'd like to do something to help my future self by having that to hand (pun unintended).

Yes haha I have these! I think! Here's a few I could find:

[heart-songs]

Earth to Sky

Once, Love wrapped flowers in blue velvet ribbons. Love sang to me. Love stroked my hair and touched my lips. Love called me a bird. Love felt like feathers.

Now Love sits on the other side of the room. When I sleep, Love sleeps, just a little earlier. When I rise, Love rises, just a little later.

Is this what love is?

A continual grasping at the air?

Perhaps this, too, is a kind of love story; Recognizing the space between us. Reaching out our hands anyway.

- Candace Kronen

[skyloftian-nutcase]

To all my writer lovelies, I am sending you hugs, I am excitedly bouncing up and down waving your writing, I am sorry I don’t have the mental capacity to read nearly as much as I write 😭 you’re all doing fantastic, mwuah ❤️

[aro529]

[19silvermirrors]

longing~

[windsofregretandmistrust]

maxiel brainrot:

ik it’s not like this and 99% sure this isnt true but what if maxiel’s suddenly attached at the hip and exhibiting domesticity like fucking crazy cos daniels doing his politicking and he knows the hold he has on max so hes exploiting that and max knows daniel knows this but he just lets daniel exploit him cos its better than nothing

um anyways, someone write the fic!

[gotellmama]