the great thing about the pitt is that it's a show of infinite nuance where every character has moments in the right and in the wrong and no one is irredeemable but also no one is unassailable. the terrible thing about the pitt is that you have to watch people raised by the bad faith no nuance everything-contains-a-moral-failing social media landscape of the 2020s interact with it and enough of that will make you want to join robby and abbot on the roof

let me eat oats out of your hands i promise i'll be niceys this time

i was lying. fingers fingers fingers fingers fingers fin-

im sorry to adam parrish for saying this i rly am but like. u cannot tell me that ronan and kavinsky would not look so hot together

“go to hell” is basic. “i hope the guy you have a repressed homophobic gay crush on spends days and nights that blur together dreaming up impossible things with you and then leaves the moment he’s gotten what he’s wanted to run back to the hetero rich guy you joke about him fucking except maybe it’s not a joke because he keeps choosing him over you again and again” is real. it’s possible. it’s terrifying. it happened to my good friend joseph kavinsky

I think about Ks perspective of Ronan and Gansey ALL THE TIME

And what if Grace was able to open Simon's pendant, extract the tree DNA and science it back into being a viable seeds? And what if he planted them with Simon, tended to them, and someday, they both got to see the trees again?

Nothing has done quite so much damage to my internal vocabulary as the construction #MyNoun. I don't remember if it was from that "tour of my jar, this is my twig #MyTwig" or if it was from "inappropriate attachment to objects, my tuube #MyTuube" but either way it was one of you fuckers on here. I do it every time there's my noun #MyNoun