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#Please Tell Me I Am Not The Only One
a-stupid-gen-z · 2 months
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Am I the only one who feels like Alison Dilaurentis and Regina George give the same vibe??? Both are charismatic main bitch with lesbian tendencies. Both have completely ruined my gay ass
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vampyrsm · 2 months
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do you ever see really good food and it makes ur clit tingle
yeah that’s me with garlic bread
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Nobody:
No one at all of any importance:
Like I mean atleast no one on any normal and somewhat comprehensible side of Tumblr Dot Com at the very least to my knowledge:
My "somewhat spent one too many hours indulging in fandom and other strange but harmless internet overanalysis" and former-weird kid autistic overly-attached ass attempting to connect I Have No Mouth And I Must Scream, Five Night's At Freddy's and the literal Bible to eachother(All three are super different in the sense that they're all unrelated works of media that were made in drastically different time periods and logically have no connection what's so ever but I'm sorta deranged so it makes sense to me...also William Afton is just super AM-coded to me in a way sorry not sorry but maybe thats just my platonic objectum-relationship type senses towards the concept of AI being tingly again. Curse you Wendigoon for popping up in my recommendations with a summary video of it one day that cuaght my curiosity because for some reason I thought it sounded like an overly-edgy CreepyPasta!!!You will pay for thisss!!!):
https://www.tiktok.com/t/ZTL2pRsqJ/
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red1sg0n3 · 2 months
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Am I the only one who just now realised Side Order, which is a reference to the Chaos vs Order splatfest, is also a FOOD REFERENCE. LIKE A SIDE ORDER OF SOMETHING.
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yuzuna123 · 8 months
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I think I ship Lars x Claudio it's a good ship honestly
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uccmd · 9 months
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Among the biggest amount of other things i'm sure Crowley also accidentally invented the Valentines Day. Poor Valentine probably decided to dedicate his life to uniting the hearts of lovers in the face of God against law because one particular snake spent at least six hours whining about his forbidden love slowburn hurt/comfort 269+ years story.
And just take a second to imagine the day of Valentine's death.
He remembers the people he was able to help with a slight smile, and feels that he has fulfilled his duty when he suddenly realizes that he has forgotten about someone. He remembers a man in a black robe, the first one who did not turn to him for help, but told him about his problem. Valentine feels killed even before this happens, because he could not help the one who pushed him on the bright path, could not help him find a new level of intimacy in an official connection in the face of the Almighty. And now he will die, and these two will never find their happiness, forced to fight for themselves and their love for the rest of their days.
He's dying with a heavy heart, and he's wondering why that man in the black robe didn't come to his church.
Many would say behind his back that what he was doing was the tricks of the devil, and those who knew Crowley's true nature would only scoff at these actually truthful phrases. But none of them would have thought that Crowley still could not set foot on this man's lands because of their holiness.
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chloeseyeliner · 1 month
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goodmorning! it's currently almost 10 a.m. here, i have been up since 6:30 for my ✨adult responsibilities✨, and i have to keep pretending i am a normal, functional human being with goals and not at all hyperfixated (i sincerely think that's the right word to use regarding my situation, if not, i apologise!!) on a swedish show i spent the last years of my adolescence watching and cherising at uni and while doing work, when said show is now over and tumblr is making me tear up more than it itself because you guys are so brilliant and your analyses are so moving!!!
have a nice day/night!!
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kcuf-ad · 5 months
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Someone: *talks about themselves more in a conversation*
Me: That is cool!
Me: *talks about myself for like 2 minutes*
Me: Am I narcasist?
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lanternlightss · 10 months
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okay so i thought
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q-ueen-potato · 1 year
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No one besides me find ironic how Dream is the shaper of form and yet is the one who refuses to accept that everyone can change? That you isn't just what you are created for?
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angryborzois · 1 year
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do you guys ever just get random words stuck in your head that wont go away for days unless you look it up
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eatbluecookies · 1 year
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you know the feeling of being scared to experience something for the first time ever because you already know you’re gonna love it so much that you’ll let it consume your entire existence, never to return back to being the same person ever again?
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dramaspecial1004 · 7 months
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How normal people pick their dramas: Oh this one has an interesting storyline and good ratings, let‘s check it out
Me: watches drama: oh that boy is kinda cute… 16 hours later: binge watches every low to okay rated drama that exists with the newest kdrama crush she‘s got
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uccmd · 9 months
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It's a pleasure to see how Good Omens go higher and higher in the popular the closer and closer we are to the S2 coming out
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sosobol · 10 months
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When you are tired of your current hyperfixation, but haven't find a new one yet, so you have to stay with your current one out of conformity.
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inkskinned · 9 months
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you're grabbing lunch with a nice man and he gives you that strange grimace-smile that's popular right now; an almost sardonic "twist" of his mouth while he looks literally down on you. it looks like he practiced the move as he leans back, arms folded. he just finished reciting the details of NFTs to you and explaining Oppenheimer even though he only watched a youtube about it and hasn't actually seen it. you are at the bottom of your wine glass.
you ask the man across from you if he has siblings, desperately looking for a topic. literally anything else.
he says i don't like small talk. and then he smiles again, watching you.
a few years ago, you probably would have said you're above celebrity gossip, but honestly, you've been kind of enjoying the dumb shit of it these days. with the rest of the earth burning, there's something familiar and banal about dragging ariana grande through the mud. you think about jeanette mccurdy, who has often times gently warned the world she's not as nice as she appears. you liked i'm glad my mom died but it made you cry a lot.
he doesn't like small talk, figure out something to say.
you want to talk about responsibility, and how ariana grande is only like 6 days older than you are - which means she just turned 30 and still dresses and acts like a 13 year old, but like sexy. there's something in there about the whole thing - about insecurity, and never growing up, and being sexualized from a young age.
people have been saying that gay people are groomers. like, that's something that's come back into the public. you have even said yourself that it's just ... easier to date men sometimes. you would identify as whatever the opposite of "heteroflexible" is, but here you are again, across from a man. you like every woman, and 3 people on tv. and not this guy. but you're trying. your mother is worried about you. she thinks it's not okay you're single. and honestly this guy was better before you met, back when you were just texting.
wait, shit. are you doing the same thing as ariana grande? are you looking for male validation in order to appease some internalized promise of heteronormativity? do you conform to the idea that your happiness must result in heterosexuality? do you believe that you can resolve your internal loneliness by being accepted into the patriarchy? is there a reason dating men is easier? why are you so scared of fucking it up with women? why don't you reach out to more of them? you have a good sense of humor and a big ol' brain, you could have done a better job at online dating.
also. jesus christ. why can't you just get a drink with somebody without your internal feminism meter pinging. although - in your favor (and judgement aside) in the case of your ariana grande deposition: you have been in enough therapy you probably wouldn't date anyone who had just broken up with their wife of many years (and who has a young child). you'd be like - maybe take some personal time before you begin this journey. like, grande has been on broadway, you'd think she would have heard of the plot of hamlet.
he leans forward and taps two fingers to the table. "i'm not, like an andrew tate guy," he's saying, "but i do think partnership is about two people knowing their place. i like order."
you knew it was going to be hard. being non-straight in any particular way is like, always hard. these days you kind of like answering the question what's your sexuality? with a shrug and a smile - it's fine - is your most common response. like they asked you how your life is going and not to reveal your identity. you like not being straight. you like kissing girls. some days you know you're into men, and sometimes you're sitting across from a man, and you're thinking about the power of compulsory heterosexuality. are you into men, or are you just into the safety that comes from being seen with them? after all, everyone knows you're failing in life unless you have a husband. it almost feels like a gradebook - people see "straight married" as being "all A's", and anything else even vaguely noncompliant as being ... like you dropped out of the school system. you cannot just ignore years of that kind of conditioning, of course you like attention from men.
"so let's talk boundaries." he orders more wine for you, gesturing with one hand like he's rousing an orchestra. sir, this is a fucking chain restaurant. "I am not gonna date someone who still has male friends. also, i don't care about your little friends, i care about me. whatever stupid girls night things - those are lower priority. if i want you there, you're there."
he wasn't like this over text, right? you wouldn't have been even in the building if he was like this. you squint at him. in another version of yourself, you'd be running. you'd just get up and go. that's what happens on the internet - people get annoyed, and they just leave. you are locked in place, almost frozen. you need to go to the bathroom and text someone to call you so you have an excuse, like it's rude to just-leave. like he already kind of owns you. rudeness implies a power paradigm, though. see, even your social anxiety allows the patriarchy to get to you.
you take a sip of the new glass of wine. maybe this will be a funny story. maybe you can write about it on your blog. maybe you can meet ariana grande and ask her if she just maybe needs to take some time to sit and think about her happiness and how she measures her own success.
is this settling down? is this all that's left in your dating pool? just accepting that someone will eventually love you, and you have to stop being picky about who "makes" you a wife?
you look down to your hand, clutching the knife.
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