special texts

okay this is what i took away from watching the ml script reading from sdcc:

  • the fact that marinette has a huge crush on adrien is loudly noted by jagged stone
  • in front of a camera
  • on live television
  • adrien still goes ‘oh we’re just friends’
  • (HOW CAN ANYONE BE THIS OBLIVIOUS?????)
  • (ok deep breaths)

time to take this to the logical conclusion:

  • jagged stone is pretty famous, so it’s likely his fans will watch the clip because that’s what fans do
  • his fans all over the world will watch the clip
  • ergo people all over the world are going to know marinette has a crush on adrien
  • everyone except adrien
  • adrien, if you haven’t noticed, is also a famous person
  • a reporter eventually asks adrien about the clip
  • his response (BECAUSE HE’S OBLIVIOUS) is ‘oh, marinette? she’s pretty great, but we’re just friends’
  • adrien’s fans look at each other
  • jagged stone’s fans look at each other
  • OF COURSE IT BECOMES A MEME
  • A MEME THAT SPREADS SO FAR AND WIDE IT SPAWNS COUNTLESS ITERATIONS
  • HE IS ADRIEN AGRESTE NO LONGER
  • HIS FATHER’S NAME IS NOTHING COMPARED TO HIS INTERNET INFAMY
  • HE IS NOW
  • ‘OBLIVIOUS CRUSH GUY’
  • THE SCOURGE OF TEENAGE HEARTS EVERYWHERE
  • W I T N E S S  H I M

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we finally get a good male love interest in a female led superhero movie and half the internet is stupid as shit and they’re complaining about diana falling in love with steve trevor like a)that didn’t happen in the comics or b)like she isn’t a bisexual.

i get it. men suck. but patty jenkins said it perfectly. making diana a “i can do this on my own” figure isn’t fair to her. clark has lois to give him a humanity and love story that makes him so interesting. diana is interesting all on her own but to deny her a love story because of that is stupid.

from the beginning, steve trevor has been a part of her storyline and he’s one of my favorite love interests in all of comic history. i think everyone wants to shame any instance of a man and that’s sad. 

steve trevor never told diana she couldn’t do something just because she was a woman. he tried to teach her the ways of the time and when he told her she couldn’t cross no man’s land, it wasn’t because she was a woman. it was because as far as steve knew, you literally couldn’t do it.

so i think everyone being assholes about steve trevor needs to either read the comics or come to me and let me tell you why this man is honestly incredible. i love him. he’s one of the best comic love interests and wondertrev is perfect to me.

I’ve been reflecting on my years in special ed and I remember as a kid the first thing I noticed was that the teachers seemed a little too happy. They were unusually bright and cheery all the time. Later I realized that this is how they think you’re supposed to talk to ND kids. I remember one time in class a teacher explained something and then-in front of the WHOLE class- she singled me out and asked “did you get that, (my name)?” I tried to play it cool and said something like “uh, yeah, you just said that” to which she responded in an obnoxiously cheery tone “good! That means you’re listening!” I felt mortified and patronized beyond description.

Looking back, I realize that the best teachers who I never felt patronized by where the ones who had learning disabilities themselves. This one teacher with ADHD was one of my favorite teachers and he was so awesome and I’d always look forward to class with him. He’s talk about his own issues with organization and stuff and I really get like he understood us students.

I don’t mean to make a generalization but I really feel like most NT special ed teachers are doing their jobs for the wrong reasons. I get the impression that they see special ed as a charity project for them so they can feel like a good person or be like one of those special ed teachers in those inspiration porn articles (“heartwarming! this special ed teacher smiled at his students!”). ND special ed teachers have a much better connection with their students in my experience because although every learning disability is different, they understand the basic experience the student is going through and they don’t feel the need to put in this stilted bright-and-cheery persona.

red tracklist + aesthetics

state of grace: minimalist studio loft in an abstract city, lattes and crosswalks, mosaic broken parts in chester drawers, the stars are falling, impending doom

red: lust, ultimate desperation on a hopeful journey, burgundy sports car, fall in love with strangers, lost somewhere deep in a golden forest

treacherous: intimacy, anatomical love, whisper sweet songs of a similar tomorrow, endlessly driving through midnight winds, compatibility

i knew you were trouble: dread for the human condition, flashbacks and echoes, the dirt beneath your feet, i changed for you, hangovers in the mornings, anguish

all too well: nostalgia, midnight snacks, long drives on amber lined streets, stupefied love, stone bridges in autumn

22: decades night, bubblegum pop and a carton of ice cream, slumber parties in polka dot onesies, youthful bliss

i almost do: succulents on city side window sills, this is everything i didn’t say, i’ll return your call as soon as possible, in my dreams, brink of love

we are never ever getting back together: getting the point across, idc, dancing with your pet, feeling cheeky

stay stay stay: puppy love, fun to the third power, loving your best friend, daydreaming in class

the last time: distant lighthouses, the other side of the door, touch and go, black turtlenecks, final chance

holy ground: broke down story of us, when it was magic, kissing on ferris wheels, balloons and clouds, white noise loving

sad beautiful tragic: train swept leaves, unmade beds, waiting games, lullabies and crimson skies, the last rose petal, an air of melancholy

the lucky one: paparazzi, look what you made me do, the roaring twenties, celebrity tabloids, white bathrobes and cucumber facials

everything has changed: the first day of classes, butterflies and falling leaves, suitcase filled cars, backpacks and a yellow school bus, my missing puzzle piece

starlight: pearl chokers, whales anchors and boat shoes, prom night, white gloves and cigarettes, starry nights on the sand

begin again: headphones in central park, fresh starts, juke box cafés, laughing at the sunday paper, red pumps