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i just know van and tai were so mad in the wilderness when everyone started girlkissing like oh so we’ve been linking pinky fingers under the table at team dinners for months and NOW you guys are all gay? I see how it is all of you are posers

jacketpotatoo

ice hockey jackets (yurifying your yaoi)

homosexualslug

this was basically how that scene went to me

emmaharwoods

Tell me this isn't all just an excuse to get in my pants. Oh, it is. Mm-hmm. Everything is.

YELLOWJACKETS 3.05 — Did Tai Do That?

lesbian-from-next-door-too

Yellowjackets might be the first show made where gay sex would actually make all of their problems much worse. That being said I think all of them should be doing it.

taissadulacs

driver roll up the partition please

saintsqueensbutchers

bow chicka wow wow

naturalhistorymuseums

northern downpour sends it’s love

northern downpour // panic! at the disco

ree-duh

Pennywise: *comes back after 27 years interrupting stans summer plans*

Patty ‘ride or die’ uris:

hh-rose

wow straight people really watched it chapter 2 and thought that richie “you’re a sloppy bitch” tozier and eddie “take our shirts off and kiss” kaspbrak were heterosexual and just really close friends

straight people really be on some other shit

marvel-captainamerica

Bucky Barnes in Captain America: The Winter Soldier - Concept Art

theklaud

if the falcon & winter soldier isn’t a series about them bickering and annoying each other then i quit

grizzisahugger

do you ever just

shutthefuckupgwen

HOLY FUCK THESE ARE SO PURE

sizzyrocket

fever

I have been thinking a lot about teenage fever, about being a girl and about my exes. About love and how to find it, where I left it I can’t remember. About body heat and human touch - it’s been about 8 months. About how I usually have no idea how to spend my time - but I don’t want to waste it. Sometimes that fear is paralyzing and I have to put colors back in my hair. Sometimes the fear is liberating as Julian and I wind around Mulholland crying about how many problems we don’t have…We sat at the French bar for a little bit too long last night, looking at

the grey suits eating their caesar salads alone. Is that type of future inevitable? Not for a girl like me - but I’ve never been one to be good at pretending to know what I’m doing.

“If you love something, give it away”

I’ve never been so good at that either.

sizzyrocket

2016

I remember a movie on, and the pouring rain, and ugly burgundy carpet - some air bnb, a stranger’s house, in the middle of - maybe it was somehwere in Texas? I get the cities mixed up. But there was a vegan restaurant down the street and everyone seemed excited about that - Ronnie. That was the night we went out to hang with the other boys in an even smaller hotel room, standing in a small circle in the parking lot, me with my camcorder trying to remember everything, shotgunning beers in the shower, jumping on the bed - or maybe we didn’t. I remember having the day off and feeling alright with staying in bed all day - stillness for the first time in my life like warm bath water.

we had a lot of good nights that month - almost perfect nights, you know, the rare ones. the ones that are sore on the brain later. Kansas City - I forget now what the house was called, something manor. there was graffitti everywhere, mattress that had been stabbed to feather death blooming with filling, dead christmas lights, bathroom sink melodrama, bodies draped over the furniture like expensive winter coats. downstairs in the basement I watched a band called Clean Spill sing their garage anti-melodies, pushing, smiling into a mosh pit, slipping onto the floor and immediately yanked back up by a strange, beaming face. dripping sweat, drooling beauty, bleached hair and aching for a shower but that night the kids were going to be all right.

nobody can see through steel. but I can see right through it. confined between four walls. some kids have lyrics of mine tattooes on their bodies. it was a good painful summer.