omfg last night I went to see this queer play and this person that I’ve kinda been talking to was in it and they are SO cute and they were so good and we’re hanging out on Sunday and they like apologized for being a bad texter but like AHHH they’re cute and nice and funny and I can see myself really liking them ((cue the panic))
“I think I’ve always been in love with the idea of you. You know, you’re so perfect and beautiful and… smart, and… But, you know, I don’t want to love an idea, I want to love a girl; and I think, in all of this time pining after you I forgot to just hang out with you and know you as a person, and I’m sorry for that.”
wonder woman’s success just shows how powerful and inspiring a movie can be when a female superhero is at the forefront and when a female director is at the helm. it’s currently the #1 movie in the world and made $223 million dollars at the global box office in its opening weekend and it honestly deserves all of its success.
@semirebel — “I want Jon and Arya standing together before the White Walkers attack and Jon says something like “maybe now would be a good time to start praying” and Arya just goes “There’s only one god, Jon, and his name is Death. And there’s only one thing we say to Death: not today.” And Jon just looks at her like she’s the most badass person he’s ever met”——–
Harry Potter and His Complete Lack of Shower Etiquette.
Harry tossed his uniform over the back of the sofa as he flicked open the top few buttons of his shirt and entered the kitchen to get himself a long drink of water. He was hungry; Draco had already ordered Chinese. The take-out containers sat on the table, neatly arranged in the centre under a Stasis, with two plates, forks and the paper-wrapped chopsticks laid out ready.
But it was a sudden craving for something cold and sweet that hit him and after pointlessly digging around in the freezer for a few seconds, he gave up and went looking for his boyfriend. He could hear the shower running now, as he walked further into the flat and the muffled humming that seemed strangely magnified as it echoed off the wet tiles.
The bathroom door was ajar and Harry elbowed his way in. Draco was a long, blurred form in the tub behind the curtain, his hands in his hair as he lathered. He hummed the chorus of the song for a fifth time - he was pants at memorising the rest of the lyrics.
Snorting softly, Harry curled his fingers around a fistful of the damp curtain and pushed it aside with a careless, “Hey, are we out of–”
But his question was drowned out at Draco’s vague humming morphed into a severely high-pitched shriek as he turned around to face Harry, both hands flying down between his legs to cover his bits. Sweet smelling suds of shampoo ran down the sides of his face and his hair was sticking up in wet bunches. The shower was still running, pouring onto his shoulder and back, the steam rising around him like a cloud. His eyes were huge and round with shock and his mouth was open in a scream that went on and on.
He was frankly completely adorable.
“Stop screaming.” Harry rolled his eyes. “For fuck’s sake, Draco, it’s just me. Are we out of ice cream? I saw a tub in there last week–”
“GET OUT!” Draco shrieked, lifting one hand to violently point a soapy finger towards the door, spattering Harry with streaks of apple scented water. “YOU ILL-MANNERED WRETCH! GET OUT!”
“Oh my god, I fucked you in here only this morning!” Harry reminded him incredulously. “I’ve seen you naked literally every single fucking day for over three yea–”
“HARRY, I WILL STAB YOU IN THE FUCKING EYE!” Draco bellowed, eyes bulging manically, hands curled into fists. “I HATE YOU! GET OUT! GET OUT!–”
“Fine!” Harry was already backing away. “Jesus Christ,” he muttered under his breath as he exited the bathroom, shutting the door firmly behind himself so that the continued screams of have you no sense of propriety whatsoever and how is it that I’ve ended up with a shamelessly indecent, completely uncouth piece of shit like you faded away to muffled screaming coupled with the steady gush of the shower.