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nothing is funnier to me in the acotar series than feyre throwing her fucking shoes at rhysand, a high lord, with enough precision to wack him in the back of the head, knowing full well he is powerful enough to kill her had he wanted too
i literally think about this daily and get a chuckle out of it like the gall and the audacity honestly had me floored and in tears laughing the first time
Enemies to lovers romance is the journey from sweetheart (derogatory) to sweetheart (affectionate)
are you unable to perform any simple daily task without listening to music or are you normal
Just as how we see anti-seamonster paraphernalia all over portorosso. In a normal Italian town irl we'd be seeing ALOT of biblical monuments and crucifixes.
The film is saying that's how the church makes us queers feel. Hunted..
That frankly debunks the whole "wasn't an intentional lgbt allegory" statement if it wasn't obvious enough.
growing up on tumblr is weird bc they let you say anything on here except show tits but on tiktok you have to censor curse words and say things like d1e and then instagram calls it hate speech for saying u dislike men
They used to let us show tits
They used to let us show tits
after you’ve been through like a string of fandoms and you’ve decided your favourite character/s for each one, there will come a day when you will list all your faves from each fandom side by side and look at them carefully and realise
you have a type
In Elmo’s voice: “I only had three lines!”
Okay but please watch the whole video. It’s just over a minute.
1. Robin Williams making off-the-cuff jokes that are definitely not Sesame Street appropriate.
2. The slow zoom in on Elmo’s face at the end.
3. Robin Williams
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Robins Williams’ laughter in the background is the most heartwarming, mood lifting thing I have ever heard.
This is literally the best thing to see first thing after I wake up 😊
it’s okay to miss people you know you can’t let back in. at some point, they were your world. those feelings don’t just disappear. the important part is remembering it wasn’t perfect and that it wasn’t good for you.
so funny that there’s still people who consider pussy eating emasculating in the year 2021. like haven’t all of us who like pussy decided by now that the fact we can eat it is a gift from whatever god is out there
cats will do zoomies over you and cut you to pieces but the second you go "HEY!!!!" they look at you like
I have to physically stop myself from spoilering myself while reading ahead
I do this and I have been told it is REALLY common for those of us with ADHD, just FYI.
During the 1980s, more gay men died in New York City during the AIDS crisis than all recorded deaths of American soldiers in Vietnam. You need to know that.
Essentially, the gay male community lost a generation - the mentors, the guides, many were instrumental in building (pre-AIDs) gay male experiences. There’s no knowing what things would be like now, if that generation of gay men hadn’t been decimated.
reblog if youre lgbt+ and watched H2O just add water when you were a kid
Being a ML fan whose been here since pretty close to the beginning is wild, because like I still remember when there was discourse over if Gabriel was actually Hawk Moth or not. And like I’m sure to a lot of people that seems obvious, but it was like actually a topic of conversation, and there were actually people who didn’t think it was Gabe. ML back in like 2016 was such a weird experience, but I’m really glad I got to like be a part of it. Like, this stupid animated kids show about a Ladybug woman and her Furry has corrupted five years of my life, and y’know what I’m not even mad about it.
I had a dream that the king and the queen of a small country had a daughter. They needed a son, a first-born son, so in secret, without telling anyone of their child’s gender, they travelled to the nearby woods that were rumoured to house a witch.
They made a deal with that witch. They wanted a son, and they got one. A son, one made out of clay and wood, flexible enough to grow but sturdy enough to withstand its destined path, enchanted to look like a human child. The witch asked for only one thing, and that was for their daughter.
They left the girl readily.
The witch raised her as her own, and called her Thyme. The princess grew up unknowing of her heritage, grew up calling the witch Mama, and the witch did her very best to earn that title.
She was taught magic, and how to forage in the woods, how to build sturdy wooden structures and how to make the most delicious stews. The girl had a good life, and the witch was pleased.
The girl grew into a woman, and learned more and more powerful magics, grew stronger from hauling wood and stones and animals to cook, grew smarter as the witch taught her more.
She learned to deal with the people in the villages nearby, learned how to brew remedies and medicines and how to treat illness and injury, and learned how to tell when someone was lying.
Every time the pair went into town, the people would remark at just how similar Thyme was to her mother.
(Thyme does not know who and what she is. She does not know that she was born a princess, that she was sold. She only knows that one night after her mother read her a story about princesses and dragons, her mother had asked her if she ever wanted to be a princess.)
((Thyme only knows that she very quickly answered no. She likes being a witch, thank you very much, she likes the power that comes with it and the way that she can look at things and know their true nature.))
The witch starts preparing the ritual early, starts collecting the necessities in the winter so they can be ready by the fall equinox. Her daughter helps, and does not ask what this is for, just knows that it is important.
The witch looks at Thyme, both their hands raised into the air over a complicated array of plants, tended carefully to grow into a circle, and says, sorry.
y’all ever just. think about how catra and adora spent three years. three years. apart from one another, on opposite sides of a war, telling themselves that they’ve moved on from their past friendship, and how the last time they saw one another catra was nearing her lowest point and adora wasn’t holding back as much as before because of the portal, and how the last time they heard from one another was catra telling adora through tears that she was sorry before the transmission was cut off and adora was left not knowing what just happened and confused because catra has been angry for three whole years and adora thought that she had lost her best friend for good until she saved glimmer and sacrificed herself and after they save catra the first thing adora does when catra regains consciousness is just. hug her tightly with tears in her eyes. and catra is just. floored because she never thought in a million years that she could ever receive a hug from her former best friend again, and she probably thought just how much she had missed adora, and because she was so overcome with shock and emotions, the only thing she could think of doing was to just hug adora back and bury herself tightly in her arms. and how they’re both home again because home was always one another and now they aren’t lost anymore. because i do. i do a lot.
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good morning everyone have an absolutely furious mongoose
It’s cuter when you recognize that the lion with visible spots is a juvenile. There’s a very high chance the other lion that runs over to investigate is the MOTHER.
The first lion is asking for comfort because she was given a big spook!!! and she needs mommy to tell her it’s safe and ok!!!! (What’s cuter is that mommy clearly reassures her, and goes on to take the parent role of ‘deal with the scream rat in order to protect my large and easily frightened daughter’)
this is all in all an adorable video 10/10
actually you’re completely right that the original lion is a juvenile, but it’s a male! his size and the fact that he still has some baby spots left also indicate that he’s a very YOUNG juvenile, equivalent to a human preteen!
so really what’s happening here is a fantastic mother dashing outside with a broom to defend her 13-year-old son from the angry opossum that he just found in the trash can while taking out the garbage.
