The reason Psych is the Important Show of All Time is because it said "friendship is the MOST important thing." Like, yes, the romances were good but the show spends even more time emphasizing and developing the friendships and that's why it rocks. Lassiter and Juliet love and support each other unconditionally without even the slightest whiff of romance and it is SO. REFRESHING. When Juliet almost dies, Lassie sacrifices his favorite gun to save her without any hesitation. He's the one there to hold her while she cries. She's his confidant. She leaves everything she knows behind so he can chase his dream of being chief without reprocussion. That's a deep, wholesome kind of platonic love. They also never had Shawn be jealous of how close Jules and Lassie are - instead, in the final episode, we see Shawn thanking Lassie for loving and supporting Juliet. We simply don't do that jealousy crap here. Lassie and Jules are best friends and that's an excellent thing. And then there's Shawn and Gus. Those characters are narratively and physically inseperable. The show makes it VERY clear that, without the other, neither one is complete. They balance each other and exacerbate each other's hijinks at the same time. They're closer than close and everyone around them just accepts it. It's just the way those two dumb boys are and no one is going to try to get between that. And then, of course, SO many friendships develop over the course of the show. Lassie and Shawn form a begrudging friendship eventually. Juliet and Karen end up bonding more than I think either expected. Friendship is the beating heart of this series and it's presented in a way that is unique and fun and I just don't see a lot of other shows that do it like Psych did.

Sherlolly Appreciation Week 2024 Day 7 - Relationship Unconditional love

ruining my sleep schedule even more with every messy swocket piece i stay up to finish after my bf falls asleep

I cannot possibly describe how important this is to me

"...Is this a prank?"

I appreciate how after class my prof was just like, "hey, if you're not okay, it's okay to stay home... and if you want, you can join class over zoom" after noticing that I've been more and more unwell. Last time I apologized for having to leave in the middle of lesson plans and she told me to get plenty of rest and make sure I'm eating lots of healthy foods. Really makes me feel like 1. She actually cares about me as a person and 2. My struggling to get through every day doesn't go unnoticed

MEANWHILE. PEOPLE AT HOME RECOGNIZE I'M HOME AND IMMEDIATELY ASSUME I MUST BE FREE TO DO SHIT FOR THEM AND IF I DON'T THEN I'M A LAZY ASSHOLE WHO DOESN'T DESERVE A ROOF OVER MY HEAD.

logging onto tumblr and seeing blatant ableism was not something i was expecting but Alright

I love you with everything I am, everything I've been, and everything I hope to be. I love you with my past, and I love you for my future. I love you for the children we'll have and for the years we'll have together. I love you for every one of my smiles and even more, for every one of your smiles.

— Julia quinn, Romancing Mister Bridgerton (Bridgertons, #4)

When you say you “want” something, you’re saying it’s not here.

Dwell in gratitude and appreciation and all will flow.

Needing nothing really does attract everything.

FEEL genuinely grateful.

In order to receive, you have to give. It’s cool to receive, not gonna deny that, but the real satisfaction comes from giving. :)

Sweet craving

Cradle me baby

Howl with me at the moon

@beatingheart-bride

"Emily, Emily...Emily, oh, my heart..."

Though he was reeling from...everything, it seemed (the memories rushing forth to greet his brain, the sea of emotions threatening to sweep him away, the closeness of Emily here and now, anchoring him amidst it all), Randall had enough clarity to cup her face, brushing her hair back as he breathed, "Emily...there was nothing you could've done. Had you tried to fight her...she would've killed you too."

With startling clarity did he remember his demise, and how struggling against his attacker was so futile: He tried, God knew he tried, but her grip was like iron, and so he was pinned under his hands, so much like claws, as her fangs sank into his throat to drain him dry. He fought with all of his strength, but it was not enough, and he knew it wouldn't have been any better for Emily had she tried to fight her off.

"I'm here, I'm here..." he swore gently, pressing his forehead to hers and squeezing her hands in his, trying to ground her in the moment, to prove that he was real and that he wasn't going anywhere. "Oh God, Emily...I remember...I remember so much!"

Oh, those beautiful nights! Nights were the only time they could see one another, and how they made the most of them-long walks in the moonlight, dancing in the darkened haberdashery, taking turns reading passages from their favorite books...it explained so much about how he felt when he met her-how it felt as if they'd already done so much together. It was because they did!

HALF DIGESTED AND ETERNAL SOMEWHERE LOST IN THE EPHEMERAL

Happy Birthday to @snoobins !

Why does getting validation for my selfship shit feel so….worthless nowadays? Like am I selfish for thinking it’s never enough or just depressed?? Lol

Juxtaposition

The way they help each other. Even when there is nothing they can do about a situation. The offer stands. No judgment. Unconditionally.