hold my hand in yours,

devotion that corrupts is my favorite btw there's nothing wrong with it ever & it should be encouraged

People on Tumblr love sharing information about themselves no matter how asinine it is. And I'm the same way. Everybody tell me what the last thing you drank was.

"if being hard on yourself was going to work it would have worked by now" okay well being soft on myself isn't working either so what the fuck is left. medium? I gotta be medium with myself? I gotta ask the fucking ghosts for help? is that it?

sometimes my Beloved Mutuals will rb a post about a certain character archetype and i will have to physically restrain myself from saying “yeah you would say that wouldn’t you”

I just love it when things are earnest like everyone get more earnest now

it’s pride month, minions. you know what that means

do you want us to, like, cast gay spells my leige?

<|:^)

taking my gamer dog out for a walkthrough

[delusional sports fan voice] but what if something really good happens this time……….

mind palace that was formerly a palace until the ruling family was killed mercilessly for its crimes. and now it's the thinking woman's socialist republic.

In 2026, the chicest thing a gay actor can do is never explicitly come out as gay but also make it abundantly clear that he is. Coming out is too modern. Staying closeted is too old fashioned. But this method merges contemporary freedom with Old Hollywood glamour and allure, and it weeds out the dumbest people who truly don’t get it. I call it the Pascal Method.

Taylor Swift does this

no she doesn’t

You clearly don't go here or to queer history and signaling, or both, enough to have this conversation and I'm not going to explain it to you. You could have asked questions, you could have done even a modicum of research. You didn't and you made yourself look ignorant. Goodbye.

#I'm fucking crying#this is an instant classic#this is the next meme#i can't believe I'm here to see a baby copypasta nary two hours old#I can't#lol#i laughed way too hard#iconic

My nam is Jonathan Sims. I throw my hair up into a messy bun and walk down the stairs. Elias Bouchard looks at me. "We're selling you to the Ceaseless Watcher." The Ceaseless Watcher turns its gaze upon me. I am this wretched thing.