My favorite part of the multiverse theory is there is at least one version of the world where John and Paul are together—bitching at each other while baking probably terrible bread. Perfect.
he wasn't even looking at me and he found me
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let's talk about Bridgerton tea, my ask is open

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My favorite part of the multiverse theory is there is at least one version of the world where John and Paul are together—bitching at each other while baking probably terrible bread. Perfect.
I’m not crying etc etc
I picture Ilya Rozanov as a power ballad dude. “Glory of Love” “Can’t Fight This Feeling” “Total Eclipse of the Heart” “Alone” etc. Once Ilya moves to Ottawa, David gleefully encourages the habit. Shane acts mortified, but he knows all the words to “Sister Christian.”
unreasonably amused by the idea of passenger princess ilya on vacation with shane
obviously shane hired a travel agent to create The Optimum Vacation, but he also studied and approved everything and also has custody of all important documents just because it makes HIM feel better and in control
meanwhile ilya?? straight elevator music. where are they going? unclear. when's the flight? not his concern. how long are they staying? who's to say. where's his passport? his husband has both of theirs.
his job is look pretty and "he asked for no mayonnaise" and that is IT
I am a planner who longs to be breezy. I am not. It would drive me nut balls to not have shit in order, but I long to not be in charge. What is that? Is there medication? Is this why I love Shane with my outdoor voice?
me, quietly whispering to the ao3 page of an author who doesn’t even know I exist: I am obsessed with you
me, whispering to the ao3 page of an author who hasn’t updated anything in four years: I think about you often and I hope you’re alright
me, whispering to the ao3 page of an author who wrote one life altering banger and nothing else: I hope your pillow is cool and your skin is clear and you find money in a forgotten jeans pocket
me, whispering to every single person on this post: please leave one singular comment saying literally any of that
i, a boy, would like to hold a hand, that belongs to a boy. because i’m gay
my favorite thing about this post is that so many people in the notes are now talking about john and paul from the beatles
Oh my bad. I definitely thought this post was about them personally 😘😘
Aaand they all guessed Simon and Garfunkel
This makes me giggle. Garfunkel my ass.
reblog this and tell me your favorite album written and performed by a woman?
Jagged Little Pill.
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TIL “Yankee Doodle” was written by the British to mock americans. “Doodle” is thought to come from the German “dödel”, meaning “fool” or “simpleton” and “macaroni,” a flamboyantly stylish type of dress, painting the Yankees as morons who thought placing a feather in one’s cap made them a “dandy.”
via reddit.com
so you’re telling me that “stuck a feather in his hat and called it macaroni” would be like saying “wrote a G on his belt and called it gucci”
that’s…a pretty good analogy actually
US moron came to town
Hunting for some coochie
Wrote a G up on his belt
And this bitch called it Gucci
Seeing my notifications get flooded with this every July 4th is the only thing I respect about America
Tumblr I need everyone to log in rn because the most important, quotable, instantly iconic celebrity post of the century just dropped
A ship — a magnificent ship — full of gay men. And me.
I am furious, but I am sailing.
a squirrel or perhaps a cardinal posted this
How about you mind your own damn business
tennessee williams play
withered, once-beautiful matriarch: my, it sure is hot tonight in… the south.
smoulderingly handsome, reckless heir to the family estate: *leans on a doorframe* hot- yes, just like the heat of my repressed homosexuality and barely concealed rage.
the intimacy of sleeping together, but not in a sexual way. the intimacy of feeling the warmth of their body in a cool room. their hands hugging you tightly. the intimacy of synchronized breathing. sleepy half-kisses. feeling safe. feeling warm. waking up and realizing how much you love them. how precious this is. finding the happiness on the tip of your fingers, brushing their hair. closing your eyes again. pulling closer. falling asleep.
I added pictures to try and explain the cartoon better!