Did i ever tell y’all the story of how one year my family picked up a hitchhiker in the middle of nowhere (like you do) and just..drove him to my grandma’s house for thanksgiving and he stayed with us for the whole weekend and my grandmere was So concerned that like…he wasn’t getting enough food she made a whole extra pie and pierogies just for him, ofc some to take on the way back. And he just ate with us like the 12+ ppl that consist of my family and dave who we picked up from the road. Now this man had. Nothing on him except his clothes and wallet like no backpack…nothing. so she also gave him some of my grandpa’s clothes and it was a little awkward but he was nice and funny and at the end of the weekend we offered to take him back or anywhere he needed to go (mind you we drove him like…7 hours away from where we picked him up) and he was just like…“nah just drop me off where you found me” and so we did and i never saw or heard from him again and thats how im pretty sure i met an immortal
@ fae side of tumblr please explain what kind of deity i interacted with
I’m pretty sure your family is the fae in this situation
I know I told this story before but last year I was having complications with a surgery and I just broke down in a public place and I was trying to gather myself, sitting and leaning on a wall when this girl in cowboy boots approached me and sat down and she asked what was wrong and I told her it was medical issues and she said “I understand, I have to have my foot amputated next week” and it shocked me out of crying and I was like “wow that sucks!” And she said “yeah.” And then she just touched my arm so tenderly and told me “I promise you that this problem will have its place, and everything is going to work out.” And the way she said it just made me really believe her. She said. “We’re just gonna have to cowgirl up.” And then she stood up and walked away and I’d call that a genuine encounter with an angel but the truth is there is a lot of goodness right here on earth in humanity and it’s shining and pure.
Okay but “this problem will have its place” is genuinely inspiring
THAT REALLY STRUCK ME because I’ve always hated the tired rhetoric of “this happened for a reason” and this feels like a more genuine, comforting take on that. Not “it happened for a reason,” but “this will find its spot in your life and your future that it fits into in a way that will eventually work out even though it sucks that it happened.” Love that.
the thing i love about t’challa wasn’t just that he took killmonger to see the sunset, it was that he was in tears as he listened to killmonger’s story – that he was arguing that killmonger wouldn’t exist if t’chaka had simply shown compassion, that he understood the black panthers of the past had maybe been wrong. you can feel his empathy for people, and why it makes him the black panther whose story is being told; the most special thing about him isn’t his powers, or his suit, because there were black panthers generations before him. his fighting skill isn’t revolutionary – he gets beaten. the thing that made him special was that he has a big heart. t’challa is a good person. genuinely, a great one.
and that he listens and can change his mind.
He did the same thing in the end of Civil War, when he talked to Zemo and realized he was wrong about Bucky. T’Challa will be the first to admit when he, as an individual or as the throne he represents, is wrong, and when he realizes he is wrong or a mistake has been made he actively works to correct it as best he can. He shows compassion for his enemies – that’s clear even when he was challenged by M’Baku. And that compassion is his greatest strength, because it allows him to turn his potential enemies into allies.
Why is Caleb hanging out in a winery? If it’s abandoned, why are there still barrels of wine in the cellar?
I really enjoyed the conversation between Spike and Andrew about blooming onions. And then the “If you tell anyone we had this conversation I’ll bite you.”
Why is Caleb hanging out in a winery? If it’s abandoned, why are there still barrels of wine in the cellar?