So I’m definitely going to write the oneshot based on reactions to my last post so I rewatched the Games video for research and the way Amanda looks so unamused when Courtney and Angela switch jackets, plus the way she puts her head on the table for just a moment, tells me all I need to know. Baby girl is just a little bit jealous and it’s adorable
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Okay that’s it I’m locking Sami and Nasty in a closet together
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sorry just saw a post abt seasons and. still laughing abt the fact that my fucking seasonal depression gets better in winter and one of my patron deity’s associated seasons is winter
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I Saw the TV Glow is such a uniquely, devastatingly queer story. Two queer kids trapped in suburbia. Both of them sensing something isn’t quite right with their lives. Both of them knowing that wrongness could kill them. One of them getting out, trying on new names, new places, new ways of being. Trying to claw her way to fully understanding herself, trying to grasp the true reality of her existence. Succeeding. Going back to help the other, to try so desperately to rescue an old friend, to show the path forward. Being called crazy. Because, to someone who hasn’t gotten out, even trying seems crazy. Feels crazy. Looks, on the surface, like dying.
And to have that other queer kid be so terrified of the internal revolution that is accepting himself that he inadvertently stays buried. Stays in a situation that will suffocate him. Choke the life out of him. Choke the joy out of him. Have him so terrified of possibly being crazy that he, instead, lives with a repression so extreme, it quite literally is killing him. And still, still, he apologizes for it. Apologizes over and over and over, to people who don’t see him. Who never have. Who never will. Because it’s better than being crazy. Because it’s safer than digging his way out. Killing the image everyone sees to rise again as something free and true and authentic. My god. My god, this movie. It shattered me.
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thinking of kind of first meet with atsumu but he’s had the biggest crush on you from being a friend of a friend and the first time he talks to you he’s fumbling and stuttering and he doesn’t know what to say because you’re smiling at him prettier than he could have ever even imagined, and you’re saying his name, and did it always sound this good? did his ma name him atsumu because she knew, just like she always does, that you’d be saying it like that?
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i do love the “unconsciously grabbing someone’s hand” trope but there’s something so sweet about how Robin very very obviously Thought about it. This was the most conscious hand hold ever she was considering all the options and then was like ‘no i need to’
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The Red Bull pit wall follows 3 drivers:
Max, Checo, and…
…Charles. Of course. 🤭
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Bakugo is the type of idiot who doesn’t realize that roughhousing with someone you’re interested in is erotic … not until your legs end up around his waist, his arms above your head and his mouth near yours … and then he’s just thinking oh shit lmfao
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charles speeding into parc fermé, slamming on those breaks, jumping out so quickly even his race engineer doesn’t realise where he’s gone, all to walk over and casually congratulate max oh he’s so gone
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fitpac in the barbie house going “yeaaaah yeaaaah you know what I’m talking about you know you know” and trying to see if the other can guess where the “more secret place” is and laughing when they both guessed right. they r so in love
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