good news!!! ive successfully replaced all of my emotions with jokes
American Horror Story: Apocalpyse
nobody likes the “bad boys” who insult and degrade their partners while wearing pastel polos with popped collars, people like REAL bad boys who wear leather jackets and take a lot of care in how they shape their pompadour and carry around stiletto switchblades and care about their communities and ride a motorcycle and rebel against the government and says stuff like “NOBODY insults my gal” and gets in fistfights with dudes who catcall their girlfriends. THOSE bad boys are the guys everyone wants.
We want the boys society says are bad, not actually bad boys
Classic bad boys went against the mainstream masculine society of their time. They embraced attributes that were considered girly: longer hair, use of hair products, appreciation in their appearance, enjoyment of art and music. They rebelled against the notion that as soon as you left high school you needed to work a respectable job, get married, and have 2.5 children. They were bad because they didn’t follow what society said a man should be, and that’s why it was attractive
“Your Wheezy, sir, your Wheezy — Wheezy who is giving Dobby his jumper!” Dobby plucked at the shrunken maroon sweater he was now wearing over his shorts. “What?” Harry gasped. “They’ve got… they’ve got Ron?” “The thing Harry Potter will miss most, sir!” squeaked Dobby.
harry potter au: Tom Riddle x Hermione Granger as Hades and Persephone
He says, “Oh, baby girl, you know we’re gonna be legends
I’m a king and you’re a queen and we will stumble through heaven
Do you feel like a young god?
You know the two of us are just young gods
hirunaka no ryuusei
historicwomendaily celebration week ♦ day 7: favorite romance
American Horror Story: Apocalypse ; Wednesday, September 12.
historicwomendaily celebration week: favorite romance ≡ héloïse & abélard
even during the celebration of the mass, when our prayers should be purer, lewd visions of those pleasures take such a hold upon my unhappy soul that my thoughts are on their wantonness instead of on prayers. i should be groaning over the sins i have committed, but i can only sigh for what i have lost.