no one else is like that

how does austin NOT get the sign that liz isn’t into him like literally he goes and touches her creepily and she goes “stop” and PUSHES HIS HAND AWAY like can you not tell it’s ONE SIDED come onnnnnn. her response to you getting cozy with her is literally a DISGUSTED FACE that she DOESNT hide ajdjskaj I just don’t even know what to say anymore, is he just an idiot or will he not take no as an answer or both but either way he’s a creep and just a fucking moron, what else is there to say???

glorious-sherlock asked:

Since it's question time : are you the ultimate mustard fan or is there something else going on here?

well, i am SO GLAD YOU ASKED. one time, kelley’s brother Boone was supposed to be in bed while we were staying at our grandmother’s house. but he realized not everyone else was in bed yet, and he was PISSED. so he went and hid on the stairs and listened to my grandma talking to kelley. 

grandma: kelley, you need to take a shower.

kelley: no it’s okay, i showered yesterday!

grandma: your baboon is gonna smell like mustard! HAHAHA

boone (from the shadows): …..mustard??

and so now we tease kelley by saying “do you smell mustard?” because she used to get really mad because she was embarrassed. but now she has no shame. 

THE END

i just spent about five hours putting together the winner’s page for the tumblr awards.

why did i feel the need to do something more complicated than a simple list???

I remember in high school we had a guest colorguard coach come in and he was playing Frou Frou over the gym speakers and I was running late for some reason and everyone was already stretching and warming up all quiet-like when I walked in and I started singing along and dancing and I knew the words and he was like

“YOU!” and I was like “what??” and he was like “YOU KNOW THIS MUSIC” and I was like “YEAH” and he was like “NO ONE ELSE HERE KNOWS THIS MUSIC” and I was like “SHUT YOUR FACE I LOVE THIS MUSIC” and I named the song and he was like “I HAVE THE WHOLE ALBUM” and I was like “DO YOU HAVE THE DELUXE VERSION OR” and he was like “THERE’S A DELUXE VERSION???!??!” and everyone was like

Stopped and looking between us because here I am, a complete nerd to these people, and I didn’t talk about music with them because they are all top 40 people and don’t get me wrong I love me some top 40 but I also like off the beat indie music and no one else really does and I was kind of a keep my head down and follow instructions and don’t rock the boat kind of girl etc

But here’s this instructor, mid 30s cool guy, screaming with me over our love of the same music in the gym and I had never before in my entire life met this man but we knew that he was only with us for the weekend and we needed to learn as much as we could from him and stuff so everyone was excited to impress him.

And he was like “YOU’RE MY FAVORITE” and I smiled and started stretching and felt ideal like hahah suckers to all my friends in my head I felt so validated and such

And then he put on Blue October and I knew the words to them too and he was like SHUT YOUR FACE and I was like WE HAVE THE SAME TASTE IN MUSIC I’M SORRY and he was like HONESTLY FAVORITE and later after the weekend camp was over the head instructor had pulled me aside and wanted to tell me that this guest instructor GUSHED about me like I was AN IDEAL PERSON TO HIM and I was so fuckin validated 

That was really freeing to 17 y/o me I s2g.

idk why I wanted to share this I just did

I think about this moment from high school from time to time and it’s actually a p good memory for me

It probably made the rest of the guard hate me 

idc

anonymous asked:

I sometimes feel like people on tumblr react to trans people with dysphoria as some people react to sharks in water. "Shark infested water" and dangerous, even though the sharks can't go anywhere else and were there first and they don't want any trouble. I just wish that there could be good cooperation with still recognizing that sharks have different needs from humans.

Yeah. I feel the same way.

Particularly this push to not talk about actually being not okay with one’s body. Which is weird to me because I’ve known enough trans people who self-injure or who self-injured prior to beginning transition, in specific ways that had to do with unhappiness with sex characteristics, to think that for some people, intense body unhappiness is a real thing that is a serious problem.

Where, like, with me – my body does not match the internal body-map I have. It likely never will given that said body-map is actually neither “standard” male nor “standard” female but a mix of both, and not a mix I think transition would match. (People used to say this was “appropriating intersex experience,” which was really confusing. I wasn’t saying I had any particular set of experiences!) But that doesn’t always make me feel bad, and I’ve certainly never self-injured specifically because of it.

Though I’m confused even then, because it’s not like this neutral fact, “oh ho hum, my body is a little off, whoopsie dee doopsee hee hee hee.” Like, yes, it actually upsets me and makes me uncomfortable sometimes. Why wouldn’t it?

But I feel like… there’s some reason people are discouraging others from talking about those negative experiences, and I don’t really understand what it is.

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  • *Bart's lab*
  • Sherlock:*enters; sopping wet*
  • Molly:*raises her eyebrows* Whoa, is it raining out?
  • Sherlock:*shivering* No, I jumped into the Thames.
  • Molly:*sighs* Alright, I only asked.
  • Sherlock:...
  • Molly:...
  • Molly:*chuckles nervously* You- you're not serious?
  • Sherlock:*nods*
  • Molly:*horrified* Oh my God...why? Why did you do that? Nevermind, I have some towels in my locker... *starts to run out*
  • Sherlock:*grabs her wrist* No. I'm fine.
  • Molly:*swallows* Are things that bad? Because you know there's people you can talk to *touches his arm* there's John and Mary, Mrs. Hudson...your brother. And me.
  • Sherlock:*smiles* You misunderstand. I witnessed...
  • Molly:Witnessed what??
  • Sherlock:*breathes deeply* Someone threw a box of helpless kittens over the side. I counted six in total *rummaging in his coat* Only one of them made it.
  • Molly:*sympathetic* Oh, Sherlock...
  • Sherlock:*removes the tiny kitten* Oscar. If you don't like it, feel free to change it.
  • Molly:*smiles* He's beautiful.
  • Sherlock:And yours.
  • Molly:*hesitates* Oh, no. No, no...I can't-
  • Sherlock:*stroking the kitten* I'm sure you'll take better care of him than his previous owner. This poor orphaned kitten with the black patch of fur over his left eye, making him look like a pirate.
  • Molly:*takes the kitten* You jumped into a dirty river to save some baby cats from drowning.
  • Sherlock:*shivering* Yes.
  • Molly:*sighs* That's not fair. At least give the other men a chance.
  • Sherlock:*smiles*
  • Molly:*gestures at his coat* You're getting my morgue wet.
  • Sherlock:I'd undress but it's cold in here.
  • Molly:*shrugs* I can take you home-
  • Sherlock:*grabs her hand; pulling her out of the morgue* Okay.