Everthing's better with pirates

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

i went to queer history and signaling and i didnt see taylor swift

Environmental storytelling. 27000 likes 5600 reblogs and post above me is suddenly deactivated. fascinating, isn't it?

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balance

THE ORIGINAL? ON MY DASH

this post led to a series of events that had martin scorsese himself reacting to his alleged movie goncharov and it has less than 400k notes almost 3 years later?

reblog and put in the tags the real reason you joined tumblr no matter how horrible or embarrassing it is

I feel you, Artoo.

May the 4th be with you, tired people of the universe.

it's always "did you really need to burn down your workplace to prove a point" and never "how was the revenge arson? did you have fun doing revenge arson? were the flames pretty?"

um.

did apollo's dodgeball hurt when it smacked you in the face or what

Dunno how to put it properly into words but lately I find myself thinking more about that particular innocence of fairy tales, for lack of better word. Where a traveller in the middle of a field comes across an old woman with a scythe who is very clearly Death, but he treats her as any other auntie from the village. Or meeting a strange green-skinned man by the lake and sharing your loaf of bread with him when he asks because even though he's clearly not human, your mother's last words before you left home were to be kind to everyone. Where the old man in the forest rewards you for your help with nothing but a dove feather, and when you accept even such a seemingly useless reward with gratitude, on your way home you learn that it's turned to solid gold. Where supernatural beings never harm a person directly and every action against humans is a test of character, and every supernatural punishment is the result of a person bringing on their own demise through their own actions they could have avoided had they changed their ways. Where the hero wins for no other reason than that they were a good person. I don't have the braincells to describe this better right now but I wish modern fairy tales did this more instead of trying to be fantasy action movies.

the club moss I got for my terrarium is dying, despite being lovingly packed into organic soil with oven-fried leaf litter and bioactive springtails and isopods, and meanwhile in my fridge my fuck ass onions are sending out bright green shoots as happy as could be in their cold dark box of fucking nothing

As dandelions to sidewalks, so onions to refrigerators.

Moving land freight across the continental US takes a long time. Usually about a week by truck, longer by train. On any given night there are truckers and railroad engineers all across the fuck-off huge expanse of North America who are spending the night alone so that thirty to forty thousand pounds of potatoes can make it to somebody's party on time. i think about those ppl a lot; without truckers and engineers and other logistics workers, most of us would in some fashion be out of a job, run out of food, or straight up die. i hope you're having a good night, truckers.

can we go back to the bit about the party that has thirty to forty thousand pounds of potatoes. where is that and how do I score an invite

Hungarian translator: I'm on it

I missed my chance last year. Not gonna let it happen again