At This Point If No Sam Cameo In Thunderbolts I Am Jumping Outta The Window

Sometimes I wonder what it’s like to watch something as a sane person. Like there are people who just watch a movie or show without needing the full context of every character?? Without needing to consume every other piece of media related???? Without needing to theorize and come up with their own predictions of what will happen next???? They just???? Watch?????? & their time in that world ends when the movie does???????? Crazy…..

i feel like an old maiden in dating culture. girls, don’t settle <3 do what makes you happiest!

I AM PHYSICALLY SHAKING RIGHT NOW OH MY GOD

Tom Hiddleston and Oscar Isaac - TV Drama Actor Roundtable 2022

coming back to this every time i start loosing motivation

"I Shifted!!"

OKAY OKAY So i just got back from like 2 months from my dr (1 hour=1 week in my dr) I really wasn't gonna come back but i promised myself that i'd come back to tell you guys so here i am!! 🔮My dr🔮 So in my dr i live in the dorm of stray kids(a kpop band) and i will eventually get famous and end up being an actual celeb. i am a Fashion student btw. And i am also friends with other bands.i also have super powers cause why not. Plus if i have an AI in my mind names Jarvis and when i ask him stuff he answers and helps me with everything. 🦋How i shifted 🦋 So i was really mad last night cause everytime i tried to shift i'd sleep and wake up in this reality. i literally yelled at the universe and was like "i am not waking up in this reality anymore bye" and went to bed but fell asleep again. then i woke up in the middle of night after like 30 mins and then i started affirming that i was in my dr and fell asleep(that was the last thing on my mind when i fell asleep) i slept in the feeling of wish fulfilled. (reminder you dont need to be mad to shift lmao) ✨When i woke up✨ I was kinda awake but didn't wanted to wake up, and then my eyes just opened all of a sudden (i scripted that my eyes will open automatically when i fully shift) i saw that my blanket was different and i was like "wait what" i woke up and saw around and was super confused but when i realized that it was my dr bedroom I LITERALLY WAS LIKE AHHHHHH!! i did reality checks to see if i was dreaming but it felt so real like OMG, i literally buried my face in a pillow and screamed. i started looking around my room and i was the most excited about my closet cause i planned what it'd look like. when i checked it had alll the outfits and i was so excited to wear them!! i literally sat there going crazy for a while and then a thought hit me "so you are telling me that when i go through that door THE REAL stray kids will just be outside?? like just chilling?? omgg" I realized about Jarvis so i said "Jarvis?" and i tell you i heard "yes master, may i help you?" I WAS SOO SHOOK OMGGG !! I went out to see Channie oppa (im sorry it feels weird without honorifications now lol) and he saw me and said "oh the princess is finally awake huh?" i literally said "ARE YOU REAL??" and he laughed and pinched his cheeks and said "i mean i think so??" he said he bought some strawberries cause i asked him to and i was like "th-thank you" i brushed, took a shower,wore my fit, and then i got a call from niki from enhypen( a band again) he said to come over and i said "i didnt even eat my breakfast yet" he said we were eating breakfast and Jake oppa said "it feels like someone is missing" and everyone said oh yeah -my name- is missing so they ordered food for me too and want me to come over. i was like okay so he said he's come to pick me up. i literally kept taking pictures of everything cause it was my first day after shifting yk lmao. (its getting too long but i'll make another post if you want me to) YOU GUYS SHIFT!! ITS THE BEST EXPERIENCE OF ALL TIMES!! DONT GIVE UP YOU WILL SHIFT!!

bro finally someone who understands 😩

Forgot for a second how hot richard madden was but praise be to god a gif of his fine self just blessed my dash... i am bi of sexual indead

everyone say thank u cooper

what are you even supposed to do when youre angry.  cant scream at anyone cos im not a dick. cant break anything cos i paid money for that. cant rip my hair out cos i need it on my head. literally what now

translation: when you're mad at me, remember this is who you're yelling at!!

When a woman is consistently spoken to softly & treated gently, she becomes a new woman. You're helping her heal her nervous system, you're helping her heal generational trauma, you're allowing her feminine energy to flourish, you're helping her to remember who she is.

@babsworlds stumbling upon this was the best part of my day today!

SCHOOL STRUGGLES.

pairing. Dave Lizewski x fem! reader

synopsis. you struggle with school a lot, but no matter what, your boyfriend is always here for you.

warnings. angst, mental struggles, school struggles, no use of y/n. I decided to mirror my own problems into this fic. I struggle with school, and if you do too, you’re not alone, don’t be afraid of asking for help!

FOR SEVERAL LONG MONTHS, you’d been struggling with every aspect of school—grades teetering on the edge, studying feeling like an impossible task, and attendance becoming a burden you couldn’t bear.

Each night you went to sleep with hope and wishes to never wake up again, but when you woke up every morning, it was disappointing.

Your mind was locked in a dark place, a mental block that kept you from focusing on anything related to school. Books and assignments became like foreign objects, strange and impossible to engage with.

Most days, you found yourself wandering aimlessly, going anywhere other than the dreaded classrooms. School turned into a place you despised, filled with people you disliked, teachers who seemed to drain your energy with every word, and the endless homework that left you completely exhausted.

Dave, your ever-supportive boyfriend, noticed the change in you. He worried endlessly about your constant absence, knowing how much you were skipping school. He tried his best to help, offering to walk to classes with you, hoping that his presence could make it a bit easier. But despite his best efforts, nothing seemed to change, and your steps continued to stray from the school’s doors.

Meanwhile, the atmosphere at home grew tense and filled with arguments. Your parents’ patience was wearing thin as they saw you neglecting your only responsibility: school. “You only have to focus on school,” they’d remind you in every heated argument. Their anger and disappointment hung heavy in the air, making the walls of your home feel like they were closing in on you.

You were exhausted from failing every test, overwhelmed by the looming dread of yet another academic setback. Despite the frustration and disappointment you felt, the motivation to study remained elusive. It was an endless circle of anxiety and avoidance, a cycle that seemed impossible to break.

It was a late weekend night, and you found yourself on a video call with Dave. Your parents had forbidden you from going to his house for a sleepover because of your poor grades, adding to your already heavy heart.

“I’m so sorry, Dave,” you began to apologize, your voice heavy with emotion. “I feel like shit,” you said, gazing at your boyfriend on the notebook screen.

“Don’t say that, baby,” Dave tried to calm you down, his voice soothing and gentle. But the words did little to stem the tide of salty tears forming in your eyes. “I’m stupid,” you admitted, “and because of my grades, we can’t have a sleepover.”

Dave’s expression softened, his concern evident. “You’re not stupid,” he reassured you. “We’ll get through this together. It’s just a rough patch, and it doesn’t define you.”

The weight of your struggles pressed heavily on your heart, driving tears down your cheeks. “I wish I could just disappear. I wouldn’t care about the absence or grades,” you cried out, the hopelessness in your voice stark and raw. You wished everything would just end right then and there.

Dave’s eyes lit up with a sudden idea. “You know what, baby? I’m coming over. Just leave your window open,” he announced, his grin widening with excitement.

“Your parents forbade you from coming to my place, but they didn’t say anything about me coming to yours,” he smirked, always looking for ways to find a loophole and support his precious girlfriend.

“No, Dave, you really don’t have to—” you started to assure him, but he was already set on his plan. He hung up the call quickly, not giving you a chance to protest.

You couldn’t help but feel a spark of hope at his determination. As you left your window open for him, a small sliver of comfort crept into your heart.

Dave lived just two blocks away, so it didn’t take him long to reach your house. After a few minutes, you heard noises outside your window and spotted Dave climbing in.

“Hi, baby,” Dave smiled at you, pulling you into a tight, welcoming hug. “I missed you so much,” you whispered into his chest, feeling the warmth of his embrace as he kissed your hair.

You both sat on your bed, and once again, salty tears began to stream down your face. “I’m so shitty, why am I so stupid?” you choked on your tears, sobbing violently into Dave’s chest. “I’m a shitty student, daughter, girlfriend…”

Dave broke the tight hug and looked into your eyes. “Don’t ever say that again,” he warned gently but firmly. His eyes were filled with concern and determination, wanting to help you see the worth you couldn’t find in yourself.

“Just because you’re struggling now doesn’t mean it’s forever. You’re a smart girl. I know it,” Dave started, his thumb gently rubbing your cheeks.

“And I’m not exactly an academic weapon, but if you need help with studying, I’ll do my best to help you, baby,” he continued, his voice filled with unwavering support and love.

“I love you and I’m always here for you,” Dave said, his words wrapping around you like a warm blanket. Those were the words you needed to hear.

“Tomorrow we can go for a walk, and on Monday, we can try to get you back into school,” Dave offered, gently tucking a strand of your long hair behind your ear.

“I love you,” you replied, pulling him into a hug once again, feeling a sense of comfort and hope in his embrace.