I was Born in the gayest month that too on a Sunday. If that aint sign enough idk what is.

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I was Born in the gayest month that too on a Sunday. If that aint sign enough idk what is.
Asexuals were always part of pride and it really fucking shows when people think it's a recent term.
Although not going by the term "asexual" yet, asexuality was spoken about alongside homosexuality as far back as the 1890s. Asexual history is just as vital to queer history as any other term and I'm so tired of watching us being treated like a new thing
This image is so so fucking important to me
Reblog this, cowards
Happy Pride Month to all of my fellow aces!! 🖤🩶🤍💜
I don’t know of this is my frontal lobe developing or whatever but I’m becoming so self aware
this is literally me right now
Goals question mark
Some things you can only ask your mentally ill friends about later in life.😅
is there a community for Hercule Poirot???? If yes I NEED TO BE IN IT PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE
(Or do I gotta make one??? To yap about them)
I love how Hastings and lemon lose all braincells when put together
Them trying to figure out nicknames for japp and hercule was so fucking funny
And the ice cream scene is pure gold iykyk
*Sneaks in for movie recommendations* 👁👁
Grouped by very rough, practically meaningless genres. I've aimed to outline the essentials, for someone that might be looking to dip into this subsect of cinema.
Melancholia. Poetry. Artistic angst. In a word – Guru Dutt.
Pyaasa "The Unquenched" (1957): A failed poet learns the value of death in a city that tramples the living. Also, Johnny Walker sings about (not so) miraculous oil massage.
Kaagaz Ke Phool "Paper Flowers" (1959): A meditation on ephemerality, from the perspective of an ageing film director, with a legacy slipping out of grip. Keep an eye out for the revolutionary chiaroscuro camerawork! Also, Johnny Walker warns you against marriage.
Trench Coats. Existentialism. Crime. Bombay Noir.
CID (1956): An inspector investigating the murder of a newspaper editor, discovers a larger crime syndicate. Which is good, because it includes Waheeda Rehman as a femme fatale. Also, Johnny Walker romanticises old school Bombay to the tune of 'My Darling Clementine'.
Baazi "The Gamble" (1951): A desperate young gambler confronts his moral dilemmas while falling deeper in a hole dug by people more intelligent than him. Also, Geeta Bali spurs you to walk the unbeaten path. She's very effective.
Moth-eaten Silk Curtains, aka, Decline of the Aristocracy
Madhumati (1958): A moody gothic zamindari romance, misty hills, murder, melodrama, and of course, Vyjayanthimala. Practically kickstarted the reincarnation trope. Also, Johnny Walker asks pressing questions about peacocks and drunkards.
Mahal "The Palace" (1949): Ashok Kumar being haunted, Madhubala being haunting. If Madhumati is a prophet, Mahal is its god. It's frustrating, aching, delighting, deluding. Go see it. (And tell me!)
Happy Happy Joy Joy
Chalti Ka Naam Gaadi "The Moving Thing Is Called A Car" (lol idk) (1958): Everyone is a goblin in this, including Madhubala. And the album is great. There's literally no reason to not watch this.
Half Ticket (1962): A grown Kishore Kumar disguises himself as a child to avoid paying full train fare, and stumbles into smuggling conspiracies. There's a song about crows playing drums.
Paying Guest (1957): Mistaken identities, Dev Anand lying for basically no reason, and then...murder. Not completely comedy, clearly – feels more like 3 movies mushed into one, in my experience. Very absorbing nonetheless.
WELT. WELT. LOCK TF IN
THIS IS NOT A DRILL- HIMEKO GOT A NEW FROM- WELT LOCK TF IN!
his job is to sit there and look pretty🫶🏻🙂↕️
mising my mannnn 🫶🏻
Dude Poirot and Hastings need to be more popular. Thats it. Thats the post
I SEE WHAT YOU DID THERE
I say we pull another French revolution ya feel me?
"Ai makes art more accessible" what i drew on ms paint with my finger btw
Watching a haunting in Venice (a Hercule Poirot movie) and got to the scene where water dripping from walls spelled out an M. My dumbass immediately went "Oh so the killer is Moriarty then?"
bro what even 😭😭😭😭 wrong fucking franchise
free will and they still chose each other btw
My Roman Empire💙
Help.. why are they so cute together😭❤️🫶✨️