historical inaccuracies in period dramas are okay as long as i like them

Listen to me. Listen to me. Listen to me. Listen to me.

I know there is a lot of discourse (tm) around this right now but listen to me

sometimes you do just have to lie to children.

#the lineage we deserve

Gareth posts to the official Corroded Coffins’ Tiktok account a video of him slowly zooming in on Eddie sitting cross-legged on his bed in their hotel room. He’s got his hair pulled up and a hydrating face mask on, eating nachos while he’s FaceTiming Steve.

The whole time Gareth’s zooming in, he’s saying, “We used to be cool. We used to play gigs and then go out to bars and drink until morning, and now…”

Gareth flips the camera around to reveal that he’s also wearing a face mask, “Now we do this.”

sakamoto

just because a television show doesn’t actively address a specific issue doesn’t mean they’re actively avoiding it either. you know what happens when you try to stuff every possible social debate under the sun into one show?

you get glee.

that’s what happens.

did you let me die in your arms in the timeloop

I use too many devices to keep track of all the panels I’ve saved of “Peter flirting with men or otherwise indicating he’d be dtf”, so fuck it, I’m going to stick them all on this post as I rediscover them.

Headlights are just too bright now. We gotta regulate them.

(And before anyone says it’s just an aiming problem - no. Like I apologize to the headlight aficionados clearly lusting after lighthouses, chernobyl, or the death star, but no amount of aiming is gonna fix the fact that the moment your car encounters any kind of hill, curve, or bump, my retinas are vaporized by a shade of blue-white previously known only to god. Just accept your limits and settle for a soft orange like the rest of us)

Barnard Bulletin, New York, December 20, 1935

If a Pallas’s cat puts his paws on his tail it’s freezing outside

There’s only one more sleep till Christmas

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The autistic experience of being asked 'How do you know you don't like it if you haven't tried it?' when you say that you won't like (and hence won't eat) something that looks like absolute textural hell or has something in it you know is textural hell. Shannon it's the TEXTURES it's always been the TEXTURES.