Tommy Kinard's scrunchy smile, for @tawaifeddiediaz ♡

Red, White and Royal Blue (2023) + text posts

something so so sweet about the way buck talked about tommy in this episode. it was so…high school crush. he’s never been on a date with a dude and he can’t stop thinking about him. there was something so giddy and bright about it. you can see the butterflies and the first date jitters and the awkward laughter that’s a little too try-hard but so fucking earnest. this is buck happy and excited to be falling for someone. this is buck before natalia and taylor and ali, before abby, before buck 1.0. this the kid who wants someone to like him. like buck. like evan. and tommy does! tommy’s interested and tommy smiles when buck’s a bit of an idiot and tommy when calls him evan it doesn’t feel weird or wrong or not him, it just makes him duck his head and blush. tommy likes him. tommy like likes him. and buck like likes him back. and it’s so nice to see. queer people finding joy and love in being queer is one of the most beautiful things in the world and i’m so, so happy evan buckley is experiencing it.

absolutely losing my mind that a bunch of nimby assholes spent $500k to build a sandcastle that was promptly wiped away

oliver has been in basically every interview for ages practically saying nothing, and here is ryan 'we read your fic' guzman and lou 'i was supposed to kiss eddie' ferrigno jr

How long have you been leaning in the other direction?

“Palestinian Christians take part in a mass marking the Palm Sunday at the Church of Saint Porphyrius in Gaza City on April 1, 2018.”

Photographed by Ashraf Amra.

What he said!!! Hope you all have a great day!!!

damn is your dick an oath because i’m about to break it

911 HIATUS REWATCH One Scene Per Episode - 'Let the Games Begin'

I was reading a book (about interjections, oddly enough) yesterday which included the phrase “In these days of political correctness…” talking about no longer making jokes that denigrated people for their culture or for the colour of their skin. And I thought, “That’s not actually anything to do with ‘political correctness’. That’s just treating other people with respect.”

Which made me oddly happy. I started imagining a world in which we replaced the phrase “politically correct” wherever we could with “treating other people with respect”, and it made me smile. 

You should try it. It’s peculiarly enlightening.

I know what you’re thinking now. You’re thinking “Oh my god, that’s treating other people with respect gone mad!”

Happy Valentine’s Day.

“This is not my cat. He just decided to get into my car and be my friend. Orange cats are awesome.”

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Jason and Harley: *interacting*

Tim: *gasp* Oh, that's why I find her so annoying! She reminds me of my brother!

Selina: You're just now realizing the resemblance? It's half of why I like Jason.

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A lot of pop psychology gets thrown around and since I already have a headache, here's preventing you lot from making it worse.

Love-bombing: A manipulation tactic of increasing affection and grand gestures before or after doing something abusive, specifically to weasel one's way out of consequences.

What it is not: A streak of affection and generosity towards friends/loved ones.

Trauma-bonding: Knowingly traumatizing someone to take advantage of their vulnerable state, to then act like the "hero" or the one who cheers them up.

What it is not: Bonding over similar traumas.

Gaslighting: *Knowingly* convincing someone they cannot trust their own perception of a situation in pursuit of one's own narrative.

What it is not: Misaligned perception of events.

Narcissist: Someone afflicted with Narcissistic Personality Disorder, a traumagenic cluster B disorder, that struggles with self-obsession, paranoia, craving validity from the public, delusions of grandeur, and social disconnection.

It is not: Your rubbish ex that cheated on you.

Thank you for coming to my TED Talk.

-Xanthe

I have come to discover that the most efficient way for me to get housework done is to allow myself to just do task grazing. I start one thing and once I've got the ball rolling, I may notice another task I could do while doing the first task, and just let myself wander around the house, bumping into something I could fix, fixing it up, and heading back off to a random direction, like a roomba with hands. I didn't plan to do housework today, but I decided to bake a cake.

There was no real need for a cake, but I allowed myself to bake one nonetheless. Getting started on the batter, the butter I was melting in the microwave popped over slightly, so I neded up washing the microwave plate and dome. Looking for cinnamon, I re-arranged the spices into a slightly more logical order. Turning the oven on, I noticed that the dirty oven tray inside - that we had left in there to cool since there's no way to wash it while it's hot - was still there, so I figured I'd wash it, too.

So while the cake was in the oven, I ended up washing the dishes from the sink, and discovered that there's no way to fit the oven tray in there with them. So it's best to wash the oven tray in the shower. Scrubbing the tray in the bathroom and rinsing it off with the showerhead, I noticed the burnt gunk collecting on the floor. Getting a cleaning rag and wiping the gunk off, I noticed the dust in the corners of the bathroom floors, and figured I might as well wipe those through.

Had I sent out with the intention to spend today cleaning, and made it my task to clean the whole kitchen and to mop the bathroom floor, I would've never managed to actually get up and go do it. I would've spent the whole day frozen in place, beating myself up about not getting up and getting anything done, and wasting the entire day achieving nothing and still being exhausted by the ordeal of spending the whole day fighting myself.

But instead, I let myself bake a cake.

Me, fighting a yoga mom in the organic food market circa 2023: take your hand off that peach or I’ll vaccinate your children against polio