So I was watching The Bird Cage after finishing Our Flag Means Death...and here were are
Before a battle, I can totally see this happening...
Stede: My hands are shaking! Lucius, I need some Pirin tablets! Quickly!
Ed: What are you taking?
Stede: Nothing!
Lucius: Okay, but just one! Don’t ask me again.
Stede: Thank you, thank you. Now, can you please give a moment to prepare myself?
Lucius: Let’s leave her.
(Outside Stede’s door)
Ed: What are you doing?
Lucius: What?
Ed: Why are you giving him drugs? What the hell are Pirin tablets?
Lucius: It's Aspirin with the “a” and the “s” scraped off.
Ed: My god…What a brilliant idea.
Lucius: I know.
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yeah i have a lot of sexual tension someone mentions sex and i get really scared
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If yogurt has a million fans i am one of them. if yogurt has ten fans i am one of them. if yogurt has only one fan that one is me. if yogurt has no fans, that means i am no more on the earth. if the world is against yogurt, i am against the world.
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soft, sleepy moments with your f/os after you had a busy day… cuddling up on the couch with them after you get home, exchanging small pecks all over each other’s faces as everyone’s eyes grow heavy bit by bit, unintentionally drifting off while your f/os hold and snuggle you… alternatively, your f/os leading you to your bedroom so you all can cuddle in bed, nestling under the covers together, feeling warm and safe in their arms amongst the blankets and pillows, letting them take care of you as the drowsiness sets in… <3
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|| TW for Mormonism, internalised fatphobia, discussions of fatphobia and diets, negative self talk ||
Pls excuse me I’m mildly tipsy (but not tipsy enough that I can’t add a TW bc we respect people here on this blog)
You know what we don’t talk about enough? The idealisation of thinness in the Mormon church.
All the aesthetics and ideals are of these size 0 blonde white women and, shockingly, that’s harmful.
I discovered this week that wearing a skirt is triggering for me bc it makes me look a little bigger and makes my belly relax from the default “must suck in”.
IM NOT EVEN OVERWEIGHT.
I’m a little “bigger” than I “should be” according to society but dear fucking god who cares?? Call the goddamn police, I guess it’s a crime to love food.
I bought a beautiful skirt. It’s got kinda witchy vibes. These cool suns and moons and it’s so breathable and comfy. I wore it work. AND GUESS FUCKING WHAT. I was uncomfortable all day.
I looked fucking amazing even tho I was just at work. But my stomach said lol nope you don’t get to be comfy without suffering.
I’ve taken to just measuring the waists of pants I want to buy so I don’t have to try them on (usually works just fine) so I did that to a pair of jeans I was wanting to buy (I’d already bought a smaller size that didn’t fit and I was doing a great job feeling neutral about having to size up)
So I measured the waist and saw it should fit but out of paranoia I measured my own and IT HAD GONE UP 10 FUCKING CENTIMETRES.
So I tried the jeans on anyway bc hey, why not, I feel like shit anyway. And it was too tight. Logically I know I was just bloated and shit but there was that little voice in my head that was going “fat, gross, disgusting, whale, etc”
And it sounded just like all the Mormon women that came before me. My mom. My grandmother. My aunt. All women I love and adore and who I don’t have a single memory of when they weren’t on a diet.
I hate that fat phobia is so baked into this religion. I’ve been out for going on 3 years and it’s still fucking affecting me. I can’t wear my beautiful new skirt because it fucks me up too much.
I’m planning to deprogram myself so I can just wear the fucking skirt but I have no idea how long it’ll take. I’ll do it tho. I know that much.
Also guess what. I measured my waist again the next morning. Back down ten centimetres.
If we ever want girls and women and just people in general to feel even slightly normal about their bodies we need to teach them about weight fluctuations and that they’re normal.
I know through experience and research that they’re normal. But I still felt like shit in that moment. It’s just fatphobia, plain and simple.
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