“If Harry Potter taught us anything it’s that no one should live in a closet.“ - J.K. Rowling
🌈 Hogwarts LGBTQ Aesthetic 🌈
mlm version x
Iconic duo
moderator: any last words brie?
brie: how do i top lesbians?
tessa: i’m sure the lesbians could show you right after this panel.
I CANNOTAGSJDKDKFKG
#2020 mood
Using "I'm gay" as an excuse for anything
Ex. "Take out the trash" "I can't, I'm Fucking Gay"
Thanks I hate it
Calling things/people my dude. (Or, if your feeling fancy, my good dude)
Hearing a crash in another room "same"
Fistfight God in a denny's parking lot
They're holding hands. I want them dead
This is why god abandoned this timeline (and the compliment) this is not ideal
im gonna start collecting a list of the funniest phrases in the english language
so far ive got
get his ass
thats the bitch (when referring to an object/type of creature)
fat fuck friday
shouting “fuck yeah dude” and hyping something up when someone does something minor like opening a jar of jam
does man care
feel free to add your own
This is clearly a military operation. Is that what we are now? ‘Cause I thought we were explorers.
Always nice to go back and find connections I missed.
I've been trying to find motivation to work out (I've been sick so its fallen off) when it hit me. If I can work out enough, I can be a buff sword-type lady and by the time quarantines over I can find a gf and lift/carry her around. Wish me luck guys.
“You can’t love someone unless you love yourself first” Bullshit.
I have never loved myself.
But you
Oh god, I loved you so much I forgot what hating myself felt like.“
— My thoughts before I go to sleep. [x]
“You were once my one companion, you were all that mattered...” (Heaven Sent + Wishing You Were Somehow Here Again from The Phantom of the Opera)
Kinda a dream/nervous nightmare. Getting to put my drawlight inspired writing on a post they reblogged. Not to mention all these other fantastic writers. First time doing this at all so we'll see:
Because all she is now is a cigarette-smoke apparition. Haunting a sunlit flat and longing for the love unconfirmed from the best friend who had promised to never leave. It is twilights like these she regrets coming back, regrets the faded gray of her world where there should have been righteous bloomings of color reflected from buttercup hair and warm hot chocolate eyes.
“The chief will see you in the palace,” he says, speaking right over Azula’s head to the captain. Her eyes narrow; Ty Lee lets out a little hiss, and Mai taps her nails against her thigh. The captain chokes a bit, as a man with a survival instinct.
This is it. My first post. I suppose it should be clever, or informative, or something personal. But. It's just a beginning. We've all got to start somewhere. So I'll just start here. Hi Tumblr! Glad to finally be a part of all this, be more than a ghost. I hope this blog can make you happier. Make me happier as well. So. See you soon, don't be afraid to interact or ask questions. Hope you have a good day, or night. Happy New Year!
Hi, I'm Quinn. she/her. pan/ace. this is an eclectic mess of things I love. I also write. GO, SPN, various Sherlocks, Marvel, etc...
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