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And if someday the uncertainty of this world becomes too overwhelming, I hope you remember that some mysteries aren’t meant to be solved, they’re meant to be lived.
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things heartstopper does brilliantly because i refuse to let some of you monsters ruin it for everyone
1. models healthy consent practices!! oh my goodness!! asking to kiss, double checking that consent is enthusiastic, being honest about moments that lacked consent (see: b*n h*pe and imogen asking out nick). later in the books we get even more amazing examples of consent being an ongoing conversation!!
2. the teenagers act their age!! they’re awkward, they’re confused, they’re unsure of themselves, they are PLAYED BY YOUNG ACTORS!!! it’s realistic and beautiful and doesn’t set unreasonable expectations for viewers like almost every other show about high schoolers
3. SUPPORTIVE PARENTS!!! all of the parents we have met so far have been loving, supportive, compassionate, and patient. it’s so nice to have multiple queer and trans characters who are embraced by their parents and their friend’s parents from the beginning. and tao’s mom is an icon.
4. safe people and places!! the characters have trusted adults like mr. ajayi and mrs. singh and safe places like the art room that they can go to when things are rough. it models healthy support network building and healthy coping skills!!!
5. all the ways you can come out and be out!! it tells a beautiful “coming out isn’t always easy and it’s never the end of the journey” story without making coming out seem like a disaster waiting to happen. yes, charlie was outed - and people still jumped to his aid even before nick came around. no one pressures nick to come out (a major story arc some of y’all clearly didnt pay attention to) and they tell him it’s fine if he doesn’t know what to label his sexuality if he even wants to label it at all.
6. LETTING. BOYS. CRY. oh my god it’s so refreshing to see a show where boys get to cry instead of punching walls. and not once does someone tell them crying makes them less masculine. no one tells anyone to stop crying. they’re allowed to be emotional and it’s wonderful.
7. affection. i adore the way this show portrays all the small ways you can say “i love you”: a homemade picture frame, buying your apple juice every day, waiting until you’re ready, taking you to the beach, bringing over cookies for movie night, bringing their dog to the date to cheer you up, running over in the rain, punching someone in the face for you.
feel free to add more!!! i just want to highlight the best parts of this show + graphic novel series because it really is a masterpiece. i hope kit (and the rest of the cast and crew) knows that he’s doing a good job - a great job - and that no one else’s shitty behavior can change that.
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"no trespassing" "restricted area" "private property" bro im literally curious by nature
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Why is nobody talking about the fact that the leaky cauldron is placed between a book store AND a record store
Remus Lupin must have gone absolutely FERAL the first time he saw that
Buy Bowie Records at the first store, a new book in the second and get fire Whisky in the middle
Wow
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Commentary by the nine year old Australian anti monarchist (my brother):
- the crown has gone. I think they’ve gone back in time and they’re going to do it all over again
- look! The arm chairs are back!
- AHA! My dad has moved from the Good Spot on the couch. I shall claim it.
- “I wonder who decided to have the coronation so long? Someone much be against a short coronation”
- “I wonder what percent of Lady Jane Grey’s reign was taken up by her coronation.” He’s just started getting into horrible histories. I’m very proud
- “I wonder if there’s the coronation version of eloping?”. I think he’s bored with all the pomp and circumstance (tm). Fair. I am to.
- oh. Dad moved because he was turning the tv off. It’s 9:30 pm, and time for nine year olds to go to bed.
Well. It’s been a good run, everyone!! I’m not going to watch the rest of the services, because honestly I don’t care enough if Junior isn’t here to chat with. And TikTok will give me the recap of any drama tomorrow.
G’night!
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Wow they made the British monarchy from Bridgerton into a real thing? Netflix really went all out on marketing this year…
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After seeing all this Kit Connor stuff I’ve seen a lot of “only queer actors should play queer characters”
Let me tell you all the reasons that won’t work
1. Because people are entitled to keep their private lives private
2. Because in literally any other job, your employer cannot make you say what your sexuality is
3. Because some people like to remain unlabeled, even in their private lives
4. Because some people don’t know what their sexuality is, and may never know
5. Because sometimes people think they know what their sexuality is, and it changes down the line
6. Because it leads to “only straight actors should play straight characters” which leads to less opportunities for queer actors (because there are less queer characters)
7. Because all actors are constantly pretending to be attracted to people they aren’t attracted to irl
8. Because all actors constantly portray things they haven’t experienced irl
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reblog if your name isn't Amanda.
2,121,566 people are not Amanda and counting!
We’ll find you Amanda.
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At this point all I need is a hug, a long warm hug to feel alive again
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“slut slut slut” i chant into the mirror. and there he appears behind me. sirius orion black.
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Vive la révolution mfs

If anyone could do it, it would be the french
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How to get your husband to kill the King of Scotland:-
1. Call him a pussy
2. Let the male ego take it away from there
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Romeo and Juliet (but mostly the Montacrew) as things I’ve heard at school
Mercutio: why would you stab me like that?
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Mercutio: Awww, are you sister shook?
Benvolio: No, stop.
Mercutio:Sister stop.
Benvolio: uhhhGGGGHHGHG
Mercutio: What, am I making you sister sad?
Benvolio: SHUT UP!
Mercutio: Sister shut up? No thanks, I’d rather be sister slapped than have to be quiet.
Benvolio: oh my fUCKING FUCK YOU CAN FIGHT ME
Mercutio: Why are you trying to sister start a fight? I’m just being my sister self!
Benvolio: I’m going to sister strangle you if you don’t sister stop and be sister silent right this sister second
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Mercutio: So they don’t have peanut butter on middle earth but they have wEEPING ANGELS-
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Benvolio: Pop quiz! What’s 3,487 divided by 9?
Romeo: *anxiously starts singing the national anthem under their breath as an answer*
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Juliet, to Benvolio, about Mercutio: Why would he bite your thighs again?
Romeo, spitting out his milk: He did whAT now???
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Mercutio:
Benvolio:
Romeo: that sounded ominously gay.
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Mercutio: I hate walking into a library and just seeing an old man butt-naked. I think I might be going to the wrong kinds of libraries.
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Mercutio: you don’t know my life. Maybe I /did/ get a haircut.”
Benvolio: Did you?
Mercutio: no
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Benvolio, dragging Romeo to the party: look me in the eye and tell me you’re not going.
Romeo: I’m not going.
Benvolio: yes you are.
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The nurse, yelling: I’M NOT A VERY LOUD PERSON, OKAY???
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Mercutio: I think I need a pregnancy test.
Benvolio: ...but...?????
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Mercutio: I was listening but tell me again, because I wasn’t listening
Romeo: I’m not mad but only because you just almost quoted the lego movie
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Mercutio: the gay rubs right off.
Benvolio: oN wHaT????
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Mercutio: do not touch my butt!! you broke my heart!!!
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Tybalt: ARE YOU AFRAID OF CONFRONTATION
Romeo, panicked: I DON’T KNOW WHAT THAT MEANS
Tybalt: CONFRONTATION!
Romeo: AHHHHHHHH
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Tybalt and Mercutio, passing by each-other: *in almost perfect unison* Bye, nerd.
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Mercutio: I hope y’all have a yee-haw Wednesday!
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Benvolio, to Mercutio: try to keep your clothes on.
Mercutio, undressing (in a dressing room): that’s now what you told me last night.
Romeo, choking: *unintelligable*
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Mercutio: Mom said it’s MY turn on the stripper pole!
Tybalt, who has climbed a lamp post, and is being forcibly shaken down by Mercutio: I-...what????
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Merctio: eEeEeEwW tHiS iRoN pIlL tAsTeS lIkE iRoN
Benvolio, gasping dramatically: really????
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Mercutio: too tall to be a hobbit, quack quack
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Mercutio: I have runneth out of fucks
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Romeo: I’m a hot mess!
Mercutio: you’re a spicy disaster, now get back out there.
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Benvolio: You’ve only read two [full] books? [Ever]?!
Mercutio: i’Ve ReAd ThReE
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Mercutio: they told me not to do anything dumb and I was like “okay” but I lied
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Romeo: I’m too rich and busy for Hurricane Katrina-
Mercutio: mORE LIKE HURRICANE TORTILLA
Benvolio: I hate both of you.
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Mercutio: now give me 100 bucks.
Benvolio: I’ll give you a high-five?
Mercutio, tearing up: that’s worth 1,000 bucks in my mind!
Benvolio, also tearing up: bro!
Mercutio: bro!!!
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Mercutio, slapping an ocean encyclopedia: HOW MANY FISH ARE THERE??!
Romeo, panicked: so many????
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Benvolio: have fun, be safe, wear a seatbelt
Mercutio, rolling his sleeves up, on his way to fight Tybalt: thank you, I will not.
—alternatively—
Mercutio: have fun, be safe, wear a seatbelt
Benvolio, on his way to take a shower: thank you, I will not.
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Mercutio: Old McDonald needs to shut his white priveleged mouth
Romeo: E-I-E-I-Oh snap
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Mercutio: I don’t think my gatorade is a bomb, thank you, Debrah.
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Romeo, vaguely sad: Not only was he deprived of his gravy; he was deprived of his mashed potatoes, which were covered in salad dressing.
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Benvolio: I’m having a sugar low :(
Mercutio: awwww, shoot, man. want a packet of salt?
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Benvolio: “Save The Turtles” says the one with the shell necklace
Mercutio: And I oop-
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Romeo, to Mercutio, who is laughing like a maniac: YOU CAN’T JUST ‘ACCIDENTALLY’ FALL ON SOMEONE’S DICK!!!
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On Rain
There's something about this weather, it's almost as if it's an emotion. It's a feeling that resonates deep within my heart. The whiff of the first droplet coming in contact with the soil of my mogra plant acts like the draught of the living dead. The cool, serene breeze which hits after a long day of acting like a puppet in the hands of the system envokes memories which i didn't know i had stashed away in the back of my head.
Summer of 2012, when i first danced in the rain with my friend. The rain falling on my face like pearls from heaven made me realise just how much joy there is in the simplest of things. The warmth in my mother's chastise and her handmade tea, and the silly little cartoons. I wonder where my friend is right now, if she recalls this memory or not.
July 2014, the rain caused a power cut and i ended up sitting on the terrace, stargazing with my cousins. We talked about getting pet snakes, having heated pools jn our million-dollar mansions, big dreams being revealed under the blanket of darkness. I wish them the best, wherever they are; i hope one of them earns a billion to take us all to Disneyland Tokyo.
Monsoon of 2021, Berlin experiences rain for the first time and his reaction was similar to mine. He was happy-- he ran, slipped, tripped on the watery ground trying to catch his bone. He was scared of the lightning and thunder later, and curled up next to me while I tried to finish reading The Tragedy of Hamlet.
2022, my last school year. School was dispersed and it started pouring. I tried to get to my bus without getting drenched, meanwhile my two amigos laughed and slowed me down as much as possible. The rain made my glasses fog up, so when i reached home, i stood in the rain anyway, enjoying the feeling of the heavy drops on my face once again. Life came a full circle; my mother scolded me for getting the floor wet, gave me a cup of tea, only this time i watched a documentary on drug cartels.
And this moment-- 20th March 2023, the rain caused a power cut, we are lounging and listening to Jagjit Singh and RD Burman, i have tea and my parents have whiskey, and Berlin is yet again curled up next to me. We don't discuss Disneyland anymore, instead we talk about politics and college. This moment, although is missing one person, made me forget about my exam today. Times like these make one slow down, take a breather, check on the mogra flowers placed in the mandir early morning, still as fragrant. I wish I didn't have to grow up.
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Unless you know genuinely wealthy people - I'm not talking upper middle class, I'm talking private jet, CEO of a company, a credit card with no limit, vegas high rollers, it's not worth my time to pick up a $500 bill wealthy - it's difficult to explain how batshit different their lives are. When I see people on tiktok disparaging someone for buying a Jimmy Choo tote bag, or crying; "Eat the rich!" because someone in their math class can afford skiing and snowboarding lessons and gets to fly business class every summer to France, I'm just like no. No no no. You don't get it. Seriously wealthy people are just. In a motherfucking class of their own and you cannot fucking fathom it, and they don't WANT you to fathom it, because if you knew, if you FUCKING knew, you'd be sick to your stomach, so goddamn sick, you'd burst into tears every time you thought; "Ten bucks for that? Eh, better not," and put something you kinda wanted back on the shelf.
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