You, honey, get an English muffin with butter, blackberry jam, arugula lettuce, sliced soft boiled egg, a sprinkle of Himalayan salt, and a lil drizzle of aioli. Imma make you a coffee too.
*cries*
14 notes
·
View notes
I still wish we’d gotten Harrow react to the eighth being middle school bully’s to Gideon when they kicked her out of the lunchroom.
Like I know they weren’t getting along great at that point but you just KNOW Harrow would have started a fucking war about it. She’d have such a good mixture of being pissed about the diss about the Ninth House and the disrespect to Gideon (because she’s first cavalier and totally not for any other reason) that I think she’d just straight up kill him.
92 notes
·
View notes
MAN THE MUSICAL NUMBERS CAUGHT ME SO OFF GUARD I HAD TO PAUSE AND STARE FROWNING okok!!! so the thing was that one time agessss ago you said liking ml fanfics is just wanting to read the same story over and over again and after that textbook 2016 post reveal final kiss that sentence just flashed in my mind and everything that happened in the movie (the ladynoir patrol fighting in the rooftops, the adrien snapping at his dad, gabriel being actually decent) just shifted in context for me and the realization of how fanfic coded the movie is and how that directly related to my enjoyment was so clear i couldnt stop laughing hdhshsjs
WOW ACTUALLY
i remember saying that and its STILL TRUE!! And honestly you're putting it in perspective for me, thats why i liked the things i liked about the movie. like the ladynoir patrol fighting on the roofs also did lowkey make my dreams come true they could have done whatever they wanted in the rest of the movie, that scene is what i live for.
And that last scene really did feel like it was out of a fanfic, A 2016 FANFIC, its OLD FANDOM VIBES. back when we were still chewing up the concept of a reveal and not picking apart the bones of adrien's identity like mad scientists.
I remember thinking im sure ive read this scene somewhere. idk where but i have. all of it in different pieces a million times.
Anyways thank you for sharing this i love it?? good take
108 notes
·
View notes
Sometimes I think about how northerners talk about the south—about the gay guy I know who told someone he’s from Alabama and they said “oh that must be so hard for you”, about the people who went “oh ~wow~” when I told them I was moving back south after law school, about the time someone who I guarantee is from the northeast joked that people in Mississippi just don’t write things down, about the roommate from Minnesota who casually said “people in the south don’t have rights”, about the roommate from New Hampshire who talked about southerners as if we were all conservative, about the grad school classmates in California who said “ohhh” and then immediately changed the topic when I told them my dad made safety videos for petrochemical refineries because that’s pretty much the only industry in Cancer Alley, about my friend’s partner who laughed at the idea of me finding someone progressive & smart (& preferably well-off because I will not be) to date in the south—and then I compare it to the southerners I see whenever I leave the house down here?
There’s a guy in my parents’ neighborhood out in the exurbs where the country begins who flies a Ukrainian flag now. Driving this week, I saw a car with a Better South, Better World sticker turning into this city’s NFL team’s training camp. I got my hair cut in the conservative suburbs this week and there was a woman in a pride flag T-shirt. I went to a museum today and there were multiple queer couples and gender nonconforming folks wandering around holding hands. I went to pick up some cake from a local gay baker and there was a woman who walked by wearing a tank top saying “Jesus loves sex workers.” Like I don’t know, y’all. Sure, the south is a fucking terrifying place to be sometimes. Sure, we’re gerrymandered to hell. Sure, our elected officials would sell us all out for a solitary corn chip. But the south is full of badass people who have spent their lives fighting and are more functionally progressive in a lot of ways by virtue of that than any leftist card-carrying DSA member I’ve met in either CA or NYC. Will they use the same terms as y’all? Maybe not. Will they have some reservations about some things? For sure. But these people are tough af and deserve way more respect than they get 87% of the time.
Anyway I feel like that rant has been building for approximately six years so uh. There y’all go!
164 notes
·
View notes
something’s just not right / there’s hunger in my eyes, but you’re not looking into mine / in the morning light / i wake up next to you, but we’re no longer entwined / i want to love you with a ravenous hunger, tear your flesh into mine / you say you like me, but you’d rather that i listen quiet, keep it all inside / i romanticize a lust for blood and the glint of evil in your eyes / any kind of sign, something to tell me that your heart is burning just like mine / rend me to pieces if that’s what it takes to tell me that i taste divine / there’s something wrong but i just can’t quite place it, leave me on the precipice, i’m fine / something awakening and stirring inside me / i’m gearing up, your pretense in decline / i slice my heart up on a platter and find that you don’t even wanna dine / i gave my soul up, you can eat me raw / diced up and vulnerable, i’m yours to try / you’re glancing to the side, bored, and find that you don’t even wanna dine!!!!
3 notes
·
View notes
I have a weird thing where when people see me eat dinner but I’m still hungry it feels. Wrong to eat another meal or something larger than a snack but also I’m. Incredibly bad at knowing how hungry I actually am so that leads to me eating something and then waiting until everyone else goes to sleep and trying to find something to eat at like 11 o’clock at night.
5 notes
·
View notes
William Byers can’t die, he has to cuddle on the couch with his husband Mike Wheeler as they watch Our Flag Means Death.
38 notes
·
View notes