Jul 13, 2022
nandor not remembering his wives' names and it causing a scene vs nandor finally knowing guillermo's full name and that causing a scene in the same fucking episode??? lovely.
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nandor not remembering his wives' names and it causing a scene vs nandor finally knowing guillermo's full name and that causing a scene in the same fucking episode??? lovely.
i so viscerally desire platonic tdbk content you have NO fucking idea. they would be GREAT fucking friends if you just allowed it to marinate in your soup brain for one fucking second- OKAY?! they would be best friends even, if you just stopped- MAKING THEM HATE EACH OTHER!!!!!!! WHEN THATS FAR FROM THE TRUTH??? todoroki wants to be friends with bakugou sooooo bad ooo he wants to be friends SO bad. best fucking friends. the. BEST. todoroki purposeful (yet funny) ways of antagonizing bakugou. "we are great friends" "DO YOU NEED A NEW HEAD?!"
que "you march in there and tell your sister we arent friends!" "ka-cchan!!!"
que the time todoroki softly smiled at a joke told from bakugou, understanding (UNDERSTANDING) that was bakugous indirect way of making him feel better.
que litterally all the times theyve spent together.
THEY COULD BE SUCH GOOD FRIENDS AND THEY HAVE A FUNNY DYNAMIC THAT ALL OF YOU ARE SLEEPING ON.
i'm only like 13 minutes in but why are snow white's eyes always closed
Mickey I’m at Hogwarts!
Submitted by @findoutwhatilove
Remember that list of places you’ve done it at? You wanna add Hogwarts to it?????!!!!!!!
open your fucking eyes people
I keep waking up in different beds and in this same body. I have to say this right away so you know it didn't start with limbs slackened, hair oily, a cruelty towards the sun. It started in the backseat of Jessica's Pepto-dismal truck. She tied my hair back with rubber bands when the freeway passed clean through us. Jessica says I can feel like a cherry blossom tree wobbling under lightning. Jessica has a forehead scar from the deep end of a pool. I ask Jessica what drowning feels like and she says not everything feels like something else. That night we lose the 7/11 lottery but I draw my lucky number, no quarters so we scratch our tickets with fingernails. Jessica says that's the sanctity of ritual— a ceaselessness in how I look at every drop of rain before it touches ground, the way Jessica mouths my name in her sleep eating each syllable like a minor god. I'm coming out as someone who loves things unevenly, my theologies strewn out in the dark, this iPhone an almost oracle. Jessica forces me to watch every sunset even when I am full. She puts her fingers in my mouth and says open your eyes. Open them. You see the small-town girls on big billboards? One day that's us.
when ? open up!
free theatres everywhere !