I should delete it

the more I consume queer media (mostly written, directed, acted by straight people), the more I notice how differently the queer romances are usually being written in which they lack intimacy, softness, tenderness, and general closeness that is default in straight romances. yes, our love and experiences actually do differ from straight people’s experience with romance, so it isn’t that I actually expect queer romances being written in an almost identical way to that of straight people’s, but it is the fact that to me, the way f/f and m/m couples are portrayed in the media mostly resembles platonic friendships (with occasional intimate moments) than an actual relationship. my point is that we don’t get to see enough intimate moments from queer couples, aside from kissing and maybe lying in bed next to each other, almost fully clothed, indicating an after sex moment. 

it is very rare that I see queer couples on tv holding hands, caressing each other’s faces, or maybe playing, locking fingers in each other’s hair. 

it is very rare that I see queer couples on tv sharing kisses that aren’t necessarily lips-on-lips. less intimate, more tender kisses like hand/cheek/forehead kisses. 

it is very rare that I see queer couples on tv hugging each other from the back, giving one other shoulder kisses. 

it is very rare that I see queer couples on tv falling asleep in each other’s arms on the couch or bed, or waking up in each other’s arms after a night together.

these are all the examples of acts of love that I have seen almost from every tv show with a straight couple. but I would have a hard time naming more than one queer couple who might have shared a similar moment.

what I am trying to say is that queer couples deserve the equal treatment as the straight couples, and not just screen-time or happy-ending wise, they deserve to be treated as the romantic couple that they are with every bit of touch and affection. because as the real life queer couples, kissing and having sex are not the only forms of affection that we show to our partners.

I want an episode where Gabriel tries to Akumatize Marinette.

As in: “on purpose”. He did it to Nino, he did it to Simon, he did it to Santa, he can do it to anyone.

And so Gabriel meets Marinette, this passionate kid who really loves fashion, pastel pink, and banana-haired young models, as she is visiting Adrien, and he decides to ruin her day, because it should be about as easy as stealing jewelry from teenagers candy from a baby.

Gabriel has mastered ‘unpleasant jerk’, practically has a PHD in it. It’s second nature. When you look up 'ass’ in the dictionary, you find his picture next to a stock photo of a donkey. So he tunes it up to 'extreme ass’, aka ‘his normal’, and destroys Marinette’s hopes and dreams by, I don’t know, telling her she has no future in fashion except maybe as a costume designer for underfunded live action superhero shows.

She is devastated.

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I hate the way my heart hurts
I hate the way my dad looks at me these days
like he expects me to fall apart at any second
like he wants to say,
clear the dining room table
and clear the fucking hallways
Cause I might burst at any second

I hate the way my mom keeps telling me
that I’ll find someone new
Because every time she does I smile but
I really want to shake her
and tell her that I would rather meet you
a thousand times over
instead of some boy
Who laughs differently
Who holds my hand wrong
And only ever tells me he likes my body
with the lights off

Because your laugh is so infectious
that all your friends love you for it

you rubbed your thumb across the tops of my knuckles even when your mind was in
a thousand other places

You liked me better with the lights on.

I hate the way my heart hurts
and God I hate how happy you made me
I don’t know how to handle myself
I don’t know how to handle my heart
And how it hurts so much
it makes my teeth chatter
like I’ve been cold since you left
like ice has made its way through my heart and into my veins

So I guess
Clear the dining room table
clear the fucking hallways
check the x rays for ice in my bloodstream
I’ve been ready to burst ever since you left me


Giraffe Boy gets a Giraffe Mug for his rainy day at the café ♡

some people make me feel so worthless, it hurts sometimes, I just wish to sleep for over a week without dealing with anything.

  • Sirius and Remus in the common room, lying on the couch, next to the fireplace, relaxing after finishing doing their homework️️️️

  •  Sirius leaning against Remus’ legs while Remus is reading a book️️ ️️

  • Remus unconsciously stroking Sirius’s hair because damn it’s so soft️️️️️

  •  His hand involuntary slipping behind Sirius’ ear ️️

  •  Sirius (half asleep) doing the you-just-touched-my-ear-i-have-to-scratch hysterical, canine-like leg movement️️️️ ️️️️

  •  Remus being fascinated by it and continuing stroking️️️️ ️️

  •  Sirius wriggling and kicking so badly, he falls off the couch️️️️ ️️

  •  Remus laughing his ass off so much his face turns blue️️

  •   Sirius giving Remus The Face Of Betrayal™
    (“how could you offend my pride in such brutal way you heartless bastard”)️️️️ ️️

  •  Sirius probably being mad at Remus for the next two days️️️ ️️

  •  Remus bursting into laugh every. fucking. time he recalls it ️️️ ️️

  •  James (after hearing the story from Remus) mocking Sirius at every opportunity, trying to scratch his ears during transfiguration class and calls him little pups casually️️️ ️️

  • And Sirius just being sincerely done with these two️️ ️️

  •  But he loves them both sO MUCH, GOD DAMMIT he can’t do nothing but just accepting it

everyone’s doing these playlists with very specific titles so i thought i’d try one

it’s 2 in the morning and you want to cry but you’re too numb so you just stare out the window and think to yourself

you and your lover are crying but neither of you know what to say so the two of you just sit there and hold each other

you’re trying to recover but it’s so hard and you don’t know if you can make it but you have no other choice but to try

(mostly) instrumental music for when you’re stargazing on someone’s roof by yourself at night and everything almost feels okay