"Bottom Does Not Mean Sub" Might As Well Be Occult Knowledge To Some Of Y'all

If your cat is curious abt what you're eating always let em have a lil whiff. 9/10 times they don't even wanna eat it they just wanted to know what it was. it's cute

no exaggeration, men peaked with gwaine from bbc merlin. roguishly handsome, no one got dangerously dehydrated during filming which is good for health and also means he avoids the ‘everyone is beautiful and no one is horny’ pit, excellent sense of humour, staunch moral code, disdainful of the concept of nobility/the bourgeoisie, and—to quote everyone’s favourite serving-girl-turned-queen—“knows when to give up” if a lady isn’t interested killing him off was a goddamn CRIME

At first I was like “If he deduced you were trans, wouldn’t he deduce you hadn’t figured it out yourself as well” but… he probably wouldn’t have. that thought didn’t pass through his brain at all.

Whether someone is trans or not is not something the average person can decipher, although someone observant can certainly infer if someone is on the closet because of context clues, how they behave around different people and certain topics they might “close off” around. I can’t really tell if someone is a closeted gay, aromantic, asexual or trans, but my gaydar tells me that person is queer. However, Sherlock Holmes would probably never question it, for how could someone not deduce such a basic fact about their own identity by themselves, and would leave you in a gender crisis. That’s why he needs Watson, who would be very carefully listening to the exchange and would probably have a bit of a more empathetic approach.

sherlock holmes deduces you are trans before you've figured it out yourself and refers to you with those pronouns and then when you look confused is like "ah...had you not arrived at that conclusion yet?" and wafts away in his dressing gown to smoke seventeen pipes, leaving you in a gender crisis

Every year I spend most of my vacations on my own. Not exactly by choice, but also not because I lack the possibility of choosing. I do have friends and I want to see them and they want to see me. But I simply forget to make plans. Like, I’m so invested on bettering myself! I want to read all the books my friends recommended and watch all the movies and learn to play all the songs! I want to get into poetry and also learn more about rap so I can share my loved ones’ interests! I want to move more and also eat healthy and cook and bake and sew and dance and sing and paint! So in the end I try to do all of those and forget to make plans, so I end up isolated inside my house, which is kind of terrible for my mental health. It kind of backfires.

And when I feel lonely, I want to have people with me right now, not make plans for the next week. So I don’t make plans, and the next week I end up feeling lonely again. But calling and asking who has time now would come off as too needy, wouldn’t it? I’m sure everyone else is busy, and I don’t want to be rejected, so I end up not even asking.

Idk. Does anyone else feel like this?

Sometimes I feel as if everyone is a hormonal disaster and I am in the middle of everything, being a ball of puff pastry.

Sooooo, heart stopper is just teenage modern day Arthur and Merlin fanfic….. right!!?!?!?

musicians really are walking red flags, aren’t they?

LOOK @ HOW TINY KEITH IS COMPARED TO SHIRO IM JWHHWWUHRHJF