I generally never care for m/f ships, but yeah this is actually driving me kinda insane

Kiana Khansmith
I'd rather be in outer space 🛸
YOU ARE THE REASON
Misplaced Lens Cap

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if i look back, i am lost
Sweet Seals For You, Always
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almost home
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@yellowbeefilmfreak
I generally never care for m/f ships, but yeah this is actually driving me kinda insane
YELLOWJACKETS
1.01 Pilot | 1.08 Flight of the Bumblebee | 1.10 Sic Transit Gloria Mundi
emp👁️re kids
Sometimes, love is as simple as watching the moon & sometimes it's as difficult as counting the stars. But I love doing both for you.
Ashish Bagrecha
the duffers on july 1st
Works by Istrandar
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why can’t i have a group of people who love literature come to a cave with me and read poetry
i miss her so fucking much (independent reading time)
Why can't I spend my entire life just daydreaming and listening to songs while I crave the path of being a free thinker?
I think all my problems would be solved with hot chocolate croissants and sleeping on someone's lap while they read to me.
some of my favorite video essays
lady bird, fences, and why you don't need to forgive your parents
racebaiting, queerbaiting, colorism, featurism, and performative diversity
girlhood disrupted : the pseudo-maturtiy of traumatized girls in film
let's talk about the japanese school girl
the coraline bug theory
breaking down true womanhood & black girlhood in media
bill cipher : one fatal mistake
the philosophy of mob psycho 1000
why only goblins matter
soul eater : beneath the surface
perfect blue : the fear of yourself
the villain of edith finch
art vs the artist
how regular show saved cartoon network
big plotholes in reality
detroit : become human retrospective
Lady Macbeth's only crime was simply being too much of a girlboss
The Campfire Song, but with too many verses
All Oh, things couldn’t be worse When your parents run the universe Oh, things couldn’t be worse When your folks run the universe Zeus My father is Zeus, the king of the sky Beware of his wrath if his rules you defy And yet, to him, those rules don’t apply Oh no (Oh no!) Caught in a storm? Yeah that’s just his thing, If you catch his eye, you’ll be his next fling Poseidon My dad is Poseidon, he rules o’er the sea He’s got a big head, is one of the Three Pays attention to horses, and just not to me Oh no (Oh no!) There’s so many people that pray for his death But all he seems to do is fish and then rest All Oh, things couldn’t be worse When your parents run the universe Oh, things couldn’t be worse When your folks run the universe Demeter My mom’s Demeter, goddess of grain She gets excited when it starts to rain But planting and planting and planting’s a pain Oh no (Oh no!) For their sixteenth birthday, my friends got a car I got a fern in some dumb mason jar Ares The god of all wars, that’s my dad, Ares He’ll fight anyone: Freds, Chads, and the Marys Some may think he’s cool, but he’s straight-up scary Oh no (Oh no) I’m expected to fight everyone that’s around And I have to do it, or I’ll let him down All Oh, things couldn’t be worse When your parents run the universe Oh, things couldn’t be worse When your folks run the universe Athena Well, my mom’s Athena, she’s smart and she’s wise She’s sworn off gluten, and she’s sworn off guys If she came to camp, that’d be a surprise Oh no (Oh no!) And my stepmom, she hates me, my dad works all day So I left Virginia, and I ran away Apollo My dad is Apollo, god of the sun And music, prophecies, healing, so on A lot to live up to – it’s really not fun Oh no He shoots arrows, he dances and he also sings But he won’t listen to me – not even a thing All Oh, things couldn’t be worse When your parents run the universe Oh, things couldn’t be worse When your folks run the universe Hephaestus So my dad’s Hephaestus, the god of the forges Gotta admit, he’s not quite that gorgeous The powers I have make weapons and torches Oh no (Oh no!) And these powers aren’t as great as you might expect ‘Cause after my mum, all I got was neglect All Oh, things couldn’t be worse When your parents run the universe Oh, things couldn’t be worse When your folks run the universe Aphrodite The goddess of love, my mom’s Aphrodite She tries to be cool, but mainly she’s flighty I’ll bring home a boy, and she’s there in her nightie Oh no (Oh no!) I tried to seek help, from even the fates ‘Cause she steals my mascara and all of my dates! Hermes My dad is Hermes, he messengers things You’ll know his sign by his shoes with those wings I wait by the phone, but the phone never rings Oh no! When your dad’s a god, life can be tough I met the guy once, and once was enough! All Oh, things couldn’t be worse When your parents run the universe Oh, things couldn’t be worse When your folks run the universe Dionysus My dad’s Dionysus, god of the vine He gets so grumpy when he can’t have wine Unlike all your parents, he’s here all the time Oh no (Oh no!) My dad’s Mr. D – yeah you heard me right So I can’t complain, not while I’m in his sight Hades My father is Hades, the Lord of the Dead In terms of the family, he ain’t at the head You’ll get to meet him when the Fates cut your thread Oh no (Oh no!) Yesterday, 1942 was the date Now all of a sudden, it’s 2008 All Oh, things couldn’t be worse When your parents run the universe Oh, things couldn’t be worse When your folks run the universe Pan I’m the child of Pan, god of the wild For those who love nature, they’re often beguiled He’s not really my dad, but I’m sort of his child Oh no (Oh no!) He went for a hike to explore new frontiers, And no one has seen him for thousands of years! Artemis I may be a half-blood, but I’m a hunter of Artemis Don’t care for dudes, or dates and their messes I get eternal life, if I don’t have sex Oh no (Oh no!) She looks pretty harmless, but that’s a disguise She’ll ruin any man who sees her as a prize All Oh, things couldn’t be worse When your parents run the universe Oh, things couldn’t be worse When your folks run the universe Unknown dad So my dad is some god, that’s great, I guess… But did he not want me, or not want the stress? Too bad he’s the worst! And my life is a mess Oh no (Oh no!) I hope that he shows even a trace ‘Cause I’ve got some choice words to throw in his face! Unknown mum So my mom’s a goddess, that’s great, I guess… But did she not want me, or not want the stress? Too bad she’s the worst! And my life is a mess Oh no (Oh no!) I hope that she shows even a trace ‘Cause I’ve got some choice words to throw in her face! All Oh, things couldn’t be worse When your parents run the universe Oh, things couldn’t be worse But I don’t care where our parents may be As long as you are here with me We don’t care where our parents may be As long as you are here with me As long as you are here with me! — Credit to @cripsercasper and @askaliceprewett for their posts on the same subject, which I stole ideas from.
I miss the cinema. I miss expensive popcorn and sneaking in my own candy and finding the perfect spot with my loved ones and watching the trailers for new movies and being quiet for two whole hours with a bunch of strangers as we all get to experience the same thing at the same time :(
it's hard to be the coolest cousin who is mentally ill, touch starved, annoying and reads a lot, has the best fashion sense and an unstable obsession with swords, fictional characters and always have the best comebacks, cries a lot, is always yearning and is the family failure but someone has to do it and that someone is me
picture this: we drink wine, read poetry and dance in a quiet street to the jazz music humming from one of the apartments above us, forgetting for one night just how bad the world is.
Dark academia is basically a pretentious way of telling someone that you’re touch-starved, gay and full of unquenched angst.