Couldnt Agree More

They make me sick

Literally about to crash out because it’s been THREE MONTHS and I just felt physical pain watching an andreil edit

pretentious moment incoming but why is everyone's idea of fashion so fucking boring these days. why the fuck did my manager just ask me "what's with the scarf". "what's with the scarf" fuck man do I need a reason to wear a faggy little scarf now? you could just say "nice scarf man". what's with your attitude

I think we as a community don't recognize how funny the first confrontation scene in The Foxhole Court is. Like we talk about how absolutely confused Kevin must have been and how the sudden language shift was wild and how Aaron and Nicky are just O.O over the quiet new kid losing his shit.

But Neil runs into the room (picking the lock with ease, mind you) guns blazing, threatens Kevin, calls him a slur and a "deadweight has-been", then turns and fucking runs. Like... doesn't even put up a pretense of a physical fight, just books it and slams the door closed like that's going to make a difference. The mental image of Neil Josten sprinting out the room like a thirteen year old who just pissed off his older sibling and is about to employ the kicking method is too good for us not to recognize.

Eu me sinto uma palhaça

Lendo "A Prisão do Rei" (da saga de Rainha Vermelha) eu jurei que odiava profundamente o Maven e que nunca sentiria pena dele

Agora estou lendo "Tempestade de Guerra" e deu vontade de dar uma abraço no Maven kkkakka O menino realmente era um monstro, mas a consciência dele disso e o fato de que odeia o que se tornou me pegaram desprevenida (não deveria, estava claro desde a Prisão do Rei, mas eu fiquei tão brava lendo q nem notei)

Em fim, no final de tudo a culpa sempre volta para a maldita da Elara

Essa sim eu quero que queime no inferno

You ever think Andrew’s like, folding laundry in his apartment with Neil, throwing socks into their shared drawer because neither of them give a shit about socks, and then he has to pause because…he’s folding laundry.

For him and his boyfriend. Who are both adults with like, health insurance and shit. They say shit like “let’s go home” and “what’s for dinner?” Nothing is separated in their dresser except for workout wear because they need different size compression gear. They have matching jackets in the closet and pictures on the wall. They kiss each other good morning, and hello. They grocery shop. And suddenly Andrew’s nicotine gum is heavy in his pocket, because he stopped smoking so he’ll never be too out of breath to reach Neil.

Andrew has to stop to feel his heart, as if folding t-shirts was running a marathon, because he didn’t think he’d last this long. He didn’t think this was possible.

So Andrew sits in their apartment and feels.

Im 22 and I cried a few days ago bc I burned the food I was making 🤡

maven calore was committing regicide and usurping a throne at 17 what the hell are you doing. sitting in bed reading fan fiction. get a grip

real footage of what happened when they weren’t filming

Im gay af, so everyone is fine around here

quick reminder that my own lesbian-nonbinary-ass genuinely supports the hell outta each and every one of you. regardless if i know you or not, im happy to be living in this shithole of a life in the same world with you.

and im proud of you, i know in my heart just how beautiful, amazing, talented, smart, and worthy you are and i hope you can see that too🏳️‍🌈🌈

David "This is way above my paygrade" Wymack

Neil not telling Kevin and Andrew that he flew to LA is so fucking in character for him but we also gotta remember that Wymack knew where Neil went, because Jean called him from the Thai restaurant, and apparently said nothing.

Kevin can be a queen all he wants, his dad still remains the King of Not My Business.