Enid: Look At Me Straight In The Eyes And Tell Me The Truth, Wednesday! Wednesday: You Can’t Expect

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ENID WOULD 100% BE ORLA

Yoko: Enid, that better not be what I think it is. You better not have brought my diary to school.

Enid: I had to, I'm doing a book report on it.

Baby Carpenter Sister Headcanon

When they brought Tara home from the hospital, she had a breathing tube/mask to help with her asthma. Sam hadn't been able to spend more than a few minutes with her new baby sister yet because of her health, and she didn't really understand what asthma meant. So when she asked what it was, her parents told her that "the baby doesn't know how to breathe properly, so it helps her." So Sam, in her infinite five-year-old wisdom, sat down in front of Tara and spent twenty minutes taking deep breaths, trying to teach her how to breathe.

"Like this, Tara. You can do it, baby."

And Tara, who was always crying and fussing as a baby, was silent the whole time, staring up with her wide eyes transfixed on her big sister.

taissa yellowjackets has everything <3 she’s getting divorced <3 she’s a deadbeat dad <3 she eats dirt <3 her subconscious takes control of her body for unspecified amounts of time <3 she’s a state senator <3 she tries to kill her girlfriends <3 her only real friend is a murderous housewife who’s great at dismembering bodies and who has eaten at least one human ear <3 she practiced land use law <3 she’s haunted and haunting at the same time <3 AND she’s a lesbian <3

Wednesday: Enid, I need to get something off my chest.

Enid: Is it your shirt? Please say yes.

"Scars are kisses from Death. Le amo..."

Using your smaller girlfriend as an armrest ✅

Ashley Jones and her totally canon girlfriend, Jessica Smith (from the movie Pitch Perfect 2)

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This is so cute! And people are genuinely convinced that drag queens are evil :(

nothing has been more important to my being queer than when i went to my first pride parade, got seperated from my group, had a panic attack about it and was sitting on the side of the road holding a tiny genderfluid flag and freaking out. then this six foot five drag queen in four inch heels appeared from literally nowhere and sat down next to me. i, this scared-shitless trans bi kid at pride for the first time, very nervously told her she looked pretty and i told her my name and that i got lost and didn't feel like i should be at pride and she held my hand and said "oh, honey, everybody deserves to be here, especially you. pride is for everybody who's ever gotten lost, who's been scared of who they are or where they are. you think we never been scared before? pride's for you, honey, because you're scared. you don't have to be proud right now, but you're gonna be one day, honey, i'm sure of it."

i found my group soon after that and i never saw that queen again but to this day i am convinced i met an angel.

so yeah. pride is for you. pride is for all of us.