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You know when Laudna said the worst thing that could ever happen to her had already happened?

Well it turns out she lied.

If you don’t wanna cry don’t think about the fact that by Campaign 3 Vex has probably lived more years without Vax than she did with him

the sound of music is so iconic

like

the nuns roasting maria in three part harmony

‘the dress. you’ll have to put on another one before meeting the children’ ‘when we enter the abbey our worldly clothes are given to the poor’ ‘what about this one?’ ‘the poor didn’t want this one’

all seven children bursting into tears at dinner while Maria sips her tea

‘God bless whats his name’ (ten minutes later) ‘KURT! that’s the one I left out! God bless Kurt.’

maria passive aggressively praying about Liesl as she climbs through the window

tbh Captain Von Trapp dragging everyone around him at every possible moment like

‘you flatter me captain’ ‘oh I’m sorry, I meant to accuse you’ *AIR HORN SOUNDS*

‘I’m not finished yet!’ ‘OH YES YOU ARE, CAPTAIN.’ … ‘FRAULEIN’

liesl rolling her eyes at kurt during the blueberry/strawberry scene

honestly the love story I didn’t quite get as a kid but I’m SHOOK

when the baroness is trying to get the captain back on track but he just interrupts her and is like ‘there’s no use’

BUT WHEN THE BARONESS SAYS ‘well, she’ll never be a nun’ the look of SHOCK on his face like it honestly never occurred to him that Maria was in love with him too

so of course hes like ‘I must find her and kiss her immediately’

Von Trapp ripping the nazi flag in half like YES BINCH

THE MOST UNDERRATED SCENE THOUGH IS AFTER THE NAZIS RUN TO THEIR CARS TO CHASE THE VON TRAPPS AND THE SCENE SWITCHES TO THE TWO NUNS

‘reverend mother, I have sinned’ ‘I too, reverend mother’ *they both hold up coils from the nazi’s cars*

anyway this movie is the best and I love it

brianna hanson has no business looking hotter with every new season of grace and frankie

a guide to wlw period pieces

Seeing a lot of misinformation flying around regarding lesbian flags this year, particularly the pink one, so here’s my attempt to set the record straight!

FAQ/Common Misconceptions and Sources are listed below the cut - if anything in this post contradicts what you’ve heard, I’d encourage you to read through them before responding.

Please DO NOT promote flag redesigns on this post :)

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Zillenial things

Being young enough for Minecraft but too old for Fortnite

Being alive for 9/11 but not remembering it at all cuz you were like 2

Seeing reruns of 90s shows when you were really little but being to young to really remember them

Feeling betrayed by Butch Hartman

Listening to the bops of ~2009-2012 in middle school gym class

Growing up through the transition from clunky PCs for nerds and flip phones to smartphones and sleek and easy laptops

Pictochat

Being called a millenial by baby boomers and Gen Z by millenials

Please Reblog is Your Blog is Safe for Non-Binary People.

reblog with your sign and your godly parent

alright rb this and put in the tags: ur zodiac sign, if u like milk or not, and how tall u are

im a sagittarius i despise milk and i’m a whole 5'1 😔

I wanna tell you guys a story,

Not too long ago, my friend Bella came out as aromantic to me, and now I’ve got some things to say.

I was the one who told her what aromantic means, because I was explaining different sexual orientations to her. I remember saying, “Asexualiy is when you have romantic attraction, but no sexual attraction.”

Bella immedently, without missing a beat, asked, “Is there an opposite to that?”

I asked what she meant, and she asked if there was a term for sexual attraction but no romantic attraction. I told her about aromantics. She got weirdly quiet, then excused herself.

Not two weeks later I was heading to my boat. I was supposed to meet Bella and another one of our muteral friends there for a day of fishing.

As soon as I was in earshot, I saw Bella storming off the boat, and our other friend standing there like an idiot. Boi had no idea what was happening.

Anyway, Bella isn’t looking where she’s going and walks smack dab into me. That’s when I realized she was crying. Puffy red eyes, wet cheeks, the whole nine yards… And if you know anything about Bells, she does not cry. Ever.

She’s been through some serious crap in her life, and she does not cry. She’s tough as nails. Bella has a steel core. She does not not cry. I’ve seen her fall off a roof and break her arm before, not a single tear. I can’t stress this enough, Bella. Doesn’t. Cry.

So seeing her in tears shook me. I took her by the shoulders and escorted her somewhere more private where we could talk. We ended up in the women’s restroom, which was weird as fuck for me, because haven’t been in a woman’s rest room for years. Luckily it was empty, and I’m realistic, I know I don’t pass so well, so I don’t think anyone would have said anything anyway.

Before I can even ask her what’s wrong she hugs me around my middle and burys her face in my hoodie. Then, in a voice I can only describe as traumatized, she says, “I think I’m broken.”

I’ve never seen her in so much pain, and Bella and I are CLOSE. She’s one of my dearest friends. She’s like my little sister, but if she’s like my sister, our other muteral friend is like her twin. He and Bella have know each other WAY longer, they’re practically inseparable. They come as a pair. They’re a duo. They’re a package deal.

Appearently, said muteral friend asked Bella out and forcefully kissed her. She shoved him off, and told him she’s aromantic, which she only recently figured out. She wasn’t ready to be out, but this muteral friend left her no choice. She tried telling him no, and he didn’t listen. Bella saw no other option.

Quote on quote, this is what he said to Bella. “That’s okay. You just haven’t dated me yet. We’ve been like, unofficially together for years. You’re probably just freaked out that it’s finally going somewhere.”

After that I’m not 100% clear on what happened, but apparently Bella kept saying no Nd trying to explain herself, but he kept insisting he could ‘fix her.’

Eventudally she started crying and stormed away. That’s when I found her.

Keep in mind, this was her first experience coming out, and her best, closest friend insisted he could fix her and forcefully kissed her. I found out later he also implied corrective rape would ‘solve the problem.’

Bella was traumatized. She’s still traumatized. I tried to make her feel better by buying her an aro pride shirt, and taking her go a local LGBTQ+ hang out. I wanted her to be around like minded people, so she could see she wasn’t broken, and her identity deserved to be respected.

Instead of a warm, welcoming environment… The first thing someone said to her was, “This place is for REAL lgbt people. You don’t belong here.” He also implied she wasn’t human.

Just think about that for a minute. Her first experiences with being an out aromantic have been limited to;

A person she trusted more than anyone forcing himself upon her, claiming she was ill, and needed to be fixed. (Raped.)

Sobbing in my arms in the women’s restroom because she thought she was broken and defective.

Being told she wasn’t welcomed in LGBTQ+ spaces and called inhuman.

This isn’t what I want for her. Bella deserves better than this. She needs a support system, not all this crap. I’ve spent the past week trying to undo all the damage exclusionists, arophobes, and people she trusted did.

Aromantics and asexuals belong in the LGBTQ+ community. You literally cannot change my mind.

val, looking at the incoming video call from the love of her life even though she’s literally being held at gun point by a kidnapper in her own home:

kidnapper:

val:

kidnapper:

val:

kidnapper:

val:

kidnapper:

val: sorry, I just have to take this real quick-

All Star but it’s in a minor key so it makes you question life and realize the years start comin and they don’t stop comin

aka, the theme song to Shrek 9: Shrek’s Third Divorce

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Rape Escape

Easy and very effective

Requires nothing but your body

Includes attack

Does anyone else skip parts of books?

Like, I’ll be happily reading my book, thoroughly engrossed, and I’ll get so excited to read what happens next that I’ll skip what I was reading bc it was getting a bit boring and move on to the next page. At that point I always have to yell at myself to go back and finish reading the page before I move on for obvious reasons

But anyway, is that weird?

Harry Potter and How the Scene Should Have Gone

Salty Biology™

Congratulations to Tessa and Scott on their induction to Canada’s Walk of Fame!

Sneaky Tessa and Scott reference in Wynonna Earp 03X07 👀

I can’t do justice to one of the weirdest camp stories I know. My friend tells it so well, and I can offer only a pale shadow of his story.

Last summer, he was working with one of the younger units comprised of ten year old boys. They had spent the night camping on another beach and were just readying themselves to depart. “Make sure you have all your things!” called my friend. “Don’t leave anything behind!”

One small boy came up, dragging a massive tangle of decomposing seaweed behind him. “But… what about me boy?” he asked, lip trembling.

“…what is ‘me boy’?”

The child held up the stinking wad of bull kelp. “This is him. This is Me Boy.”

“Me Boy is not coming back with us,” said his counselor. “You’re going to leave Me Boy behind on the beach where he belongs.”

The campers loudly mourned the loss of Me Boy. They insisted on giving him a Viking burial at sea, which just consisted of pushing him solemnly off the back of the rowboat into the water and watching him drift away in the surf.

That was only the beginning. Me Boy would be back.

The campers, in true camp fashion, possessed some kind of cultic hive-mind and a predisposition for bizarre memes. Me Boy would not be forgotten. They started telling each other stories about Me Boy and how he would one day rise again. There were warring factions with contradicting dogmas about Me Boy. Only when the gardener allowed them to take home a zucchini she had harvested did they find their god, born anew.

Me Boy, The Zucchini That Was A God, became the whole unit’s mascot. The kids would bicker over who got to carry him. They built nests and carriers for Me Boy and brought him to different activities, fiercely defending him from those that would do him harm. One child appointed himself the Voice of Me Boy and would translate the zucchini’s divine wishes into human speech.

It got out of hand. Me Boy had become a distraction, a fixation, a violent controversy. Something had to be done.

My friend, their counselor, took it upon himself to kill Me Boy. The children wailed in despair as he chopped their God into refreshing slices. With this sudden turn of fortune, followers of Me Boy turned to theophagy. “We must eat him to preserve his power!” they cried. Boys who would otherwise never have touched a vegetable ate greedily of this sacrament, eager to let Me Boy live on within them.

For a time, it seemed that peace and order had been restored, and the religion had already faded into its silver age. But only for a time.

In the last few days of camp, the religion of Me Boy splintered into several denominations. Every meal yielded new vegetable matter said to be a reincarnation of Me Boy, only for opposing groups to dismiss these as false prophets. Some believed that Me Boy was gone. Others believed his spirit lived on, intangible, omnipresent. Some believed he had found a new vessel inside a carrot, a pear, a slice of cantaloupe… even inside a child. There was chaos, and strife, and heartbreak without the guidance of Me Boy.

Me when I thought I was straight: I’m not really interested in dating like I guess having a boyfriend would be nice but it’s not something I’m really interested in I’m just focusing on school

Me now that I know I’m a lesbian: I WANT A FUCKING WIFE

Reblog or your mom will die in 928 seconds.

I love my mom.

I am risking nothing

I AM SORRY FOLLOWERS, I LOVE MY MOMMY

Will not risk.

sorry followers :(