Hi everyone ! I’m finding it hard to stay focused on classes. Anyone else having trouble?
Send me a message and let’s do a motivational group chat :) undergrads and graduate students of all majors welcome. Just creating a space to vent and seek support.
**please share with a friend if you know someone who could use the extra motivation for classes**
i’m mentally ill too but fucking listen to me here. you need to take responsibility for your actions regardless of whether or not they’re a product of your mental illness. you don’t get to manipulate, gaslight, take advantage of, or straight up abuse people because you’re mentally ill! you don’t! what the fuck! why are some of you still thinking it’s okay to say things like “manipulation is okay because i have _____ and need attention from my significant other” oh my god. Don’t fucking do that
Detail: Apollo and the Arts, 1897, by Paul Jean Gervais.
Jane the Virgin really wrote one of the healthiest, most believable couples in cinematic history and then threw it all away
1620 - Great Plague of Milan (bubonic plague)
1720 - Great Plague of Marseilles (bubonic plague)
1820 - Savannah outbreak (yellow fever)
1920 - Spanish flu (influenza), Third Pandemic (bubonic plague)
2020 - ? 👀
OMG ROMANCE COMES OUT DECEMBER 6 AND MOST IMPORTANTLY THE COVER IS SOOOO GAY
Lame adaptations and sequels are always like, “how can Mina go back to her stifling Victorian marriage after her experience with the dark, seductive Dracula??”
Meanwhile, Mina marries her best friend, who she’s known since they were children, who she share common interests with, they build a home together, work as partners, make immense sacrifices for each other, support each other through their traumas.
Guys, a marriage isn’t stifling and restrictive just because two people… get along, I guess?
Peter kavinsky really didn’t have to go so hard with being that weird mix of a hot jock and loveable dork but he did and all of us should be GRATEFUL
Requested: Yes
A/N: This is a sequel to Golden Girl and after watching four episodes of Shameless I felt inspired.
Warnings: Some swearing
Tags: @shairis-garcia
It was Saturday and like most Saturdays, Lip was planning to sleep in until late afternoon. The booze he had at the party the night before was helping him stay in a fairly deep sleep, but that was quickly broken by someone banging on the bedroom door. At first ,he tried to shrug it off and continue dreaming about the four Victoria’s Secret Angels fighting over him but once Debbie started yelling, he realized that he wasn’t going to be able to sleep through it.
“LIP! WAKE UP!” Debbie yelled.
“Shut her up, Lip,” Ian muttered in his sleep.
“ ‘m on it,” Lip muttered back.
He nearly fell out of bed as he wandered towards the door. Lip barely opened the door to see a wide-eyed, irritated Debbie.
“The f-ck, Debs? It’s Saturday.”
“Some girl’s at the door demanding to see you.”
“Tell her I’m not open for business until three o’clock.”
“She says it’s urgent,” Debbie said.
Lip frowned.
What would be so urgent that some girl needed to talk to him?
Then, Lip began remembering the events of the night before. There was only one girl he could think of that would be up before ten on a Saturday.
“Did this girl happen to have y/h/c hair and look guilty?”
“Yeah, what did you do?” Debbie asked.
“Don’t worry about it, Debs. Thanks for telling me.”
“No problem.”
Lip couldn’t believe that Y/N showed up at his house. She didn’t think that they had had sex, did she? Lip had done a lot of things but he would never do that, especially not to her. He had kind of hoped that she had forgotten about the night and that could be why she was waiting for him. However, Lip wanted to know if she had been speaking her mind when she said that she had liked him for such a long time or if that had been the alcohol talking. If she was being honest, it would be great since it meant that she felt the same way as Lip did. But if she had just been drunk, Lip would have to deal with it since he had dealt with rejection before.
Lip pulled on a t shirt before running downstairs and finding Y/N, dressed as neatly as usual, looking completely out of place in the messy living room. She had a nervous look in her eye as she looked around the room.
“Y/N,” Lip said.
She jumped and whirled around the face Lip. “Lip, hi. I hope you don’t mind but your sister let me in.”
“It’s fine. How are you feeling?”
“Well, when I woke up this morning, I think I vomited half my weight but I’m rehydrated now.” She looked down at her hands. “I’m sorry about what I said or did last night. I was extremely intoxicated.”
“Everyone was, don’t worry about it. You were actually really fun.”
Y/N sighed. “Yeah, my friends have told me about how fun I can be. I hope I didn’t come onto you too strongly if I came onto you at all.”
Lip rubbed the back of his neck. “I mean, I did have to pry you off of me while I was walking you home but it’s not nothing I haven’t dealt with before.”
Y/N rolled her eyes but she had a small smile on her lips. “And thanks for walking me home; I really owe you for that.”
“Can’t have you walking the mean streets of Chicago all alone, looking the way you looked last night.”
Y/N frowned. “Sorry?”
“I mean, uh, you looked really good last night and you know guys.”
Just shut up, Lip.
“Yeah, I do. I have a, um, appointment in a few minutes. I was just stopping by to apologize and thank you for walking me home.”
“Anytime.”
Y/N nodded and as she began walking away, Lip saw his chance of knowing the truth slipping through his fingers. There was no way a girl like Y/N could actually be into a guy like Lip. She was probably going to Harvard or Oxford or some other fancy school and take over the world while he was never getting out of the hood no matter how smart he was.
“F-ck it,” he said.
Y/N was already walking down his front steps by the time Lip caught up with her.
“Hey, Y/N!”
She paused and turned around to face him. “Yes?”
“Do you remember anything that happened last night?”
Y/N blinked and smiled nervously. “I remember smoking a cigarette with you and…and dancing with Ian….and kissing Ian. Geez, I should talk to him too.”
“I’d wait a while. He gets grouchy if you wake him up before noon.”
Y/N laughed lightly. “Yeah, but after that, I remember you walking me out of the party.”
“So,” Lip took a step towards her, “you don’t remember saying anything or doing anything afterwards?”
“No. We didn’t…”
“No! I wouldn’t take advantage of you like that.”
“Oh.”
“But, you did say something interesting.”
Y/N waited expectantly and Lip took a deep breath. Here he was, about to go on a limb for a girl he had had a crush on since they first met in elementary.
“When we got to your house, you said that you thought I was really smart, funny, daring, and something about me being self-destructive and really, really, really hot.”
Y/N’s body stiffened out of nerves and her y/e/c widened to the size of saucers. “Oh.”
“And you said that you’ve felt that way since second grade but you thought you weren’t cool enough for me. Is that true?” Lip was standing in front of Y/N at that time and there was barely any space between them.
“Isn’t it obvious? You’re Lip Gallagher, the biggest rebel slash bad-a– in our school. You could have any girl you want and…and why would you even look my way? I’m just the nerd and I know I’m the punch line in several of your jokes so it’s clear how you feel about me.” Y/N ran a hand through her hair. “Just forget about what I said.”
In that moment, Lip didn’t think, he just did. What he did was grab Y/N by the arm and kiss her as though his life depended on it. When he pulled away, Y/N looked absolutely stupefied.
“I make fun of everyone I like and I’ve liked you since you got up and corrected Mr. Robinson’s long division in front of everyone in third grade.” Y/N smiled a little. “And all this time I’ve thought…no, I’ve known that I’m not good enough for you. You’re supposed to be with some fancy lawyer or doctor and leave this place for good.”
Y/N cupped Lip’s face in her hands. “You have so much potential, Lip. You could be whatever you want to be, you just have to start thinking that way.” Then, she kissed him back and wrapped her arms around him.
“I should be more upset with you for waking me up so early on a Saturday but I’ll let it slide this time.”
Y/N laughed and slapped his chest. “So, what does this make us? Are we dating? Is this casual?”
“Let’s just see where this goes.”
“But, shouldn’t we talk about this? I think it’s important to do so because—-”
“You think too much.” Lip kissed her again, earning whistles and yelling from Fiona and Debbie inside.
Lip decided he would let them have it later, he was enjoying kissing Y/N too much to worry about them in that moment.
Requested: Yes
A/N: This is a sequel to Golden Girl and after watching four episodes of Shameless I felt inspired.
Warnings: Some swearing
Tags: @shairis-garcia
It was Saturday and like most Saturdays, Lip was planning to sleep in until late afternoon. The booze he had at the party the night before was helping him stay in a fairly deep sleep, but that was quickly broken by someone banging on the bedroom door. At first ,he tried to shrug it off and continue dreaming about the four Victoria’s Secret Angels fighting over him but once Debbie started yelling, he realized that he wasn’t going to be able to sleep through it.
“LIP! WAKE UP!” Debbie yelled.
“Shut her up, Lip,” Ian muttered in his sleep.
“ ‘m on it,” Lip muttered back.
He nearly fell out of bed as he wandered towards the door. Lip barely opened the door to see a wide-eyed, irritated Debbie.
“The f-ck, Debs? It’s Saturday.”
“Some girl’s at the door demanding to see you.”
“Tell her I’m not open for business until three o’clock.”
“She says it’s urgent,” Debbie said.
Lip frowned.
What would be so urgent that some girl needed to talk to him?
Then, Lip began remembering the events of the night before. There was only one girl he could think of that would be up before ten on a Saturday.
“Did this girl happen to have y/h/c hair and look guilty?”
“Yeah, what did you do?” Debbie asked.
“Don’t worry about it, Debs. Thanks for telling me.”
“No problem.”
Lip couldn’t believe that Y/N showed up at his house. She didn’t think that they had had sex, did she? Lip had done a lot of things but he would never do that, especially not to her. He had kind of hoped that she had forgotten about the night and that could be why she was waiting for him. However, Lip wanted to know if she had been speaking her mind when she said that she had liked him for such a long time or if that had been the alcohol talking. If she was being honest, it would be great since it meant that she felt the same way as Lip did. But if she had just been drunk, Lip would have to deal with it since he had dealt with rejection before.
Lip pulled on a t shirt before running downstairs and finding Y/N, dressed as neatly as usual, looking completely out of place in the messy living room. She had a nervous look in her eye as she looked around the room.
“Y/N,” Lip said.
She jumped and whirled around the face Lip. “Lip, hi. I hope you don’t mind but your sister let me in.”
“It’s fine. How are you feeling?”
“Well, when I woke up this morning, I think I vomited half my weight but I’m rehydrated now.” She looked down at her hands. “I’m sorry about what I said or did last night. I was extremely intoxicated.”
“Everyone was, don’t worry about it. You were actually really fun.”
Y/N sighed. “Yeah, my friends have told me about how fun I can be. I hope I didn’t come onto you too strongly if I came onto you at all.”
Lip rubbed the back of his neck. “I mean, I did have to pry you off of me while I was walking you home but it’s not nothing I haven’t dealt with before.”
Y/N rolled her eyes but she had a small smile on her lips. “And thanks for walking me home; I really owe you for that.”
“Can’t have you walking the mean streets of Chicago all alone, looking the way you looked last night.”
Y/N frowned. “Sorry?”
“I mean, uh, you looked really good last night and you know guys.”
Just shut up, Lip.
“Yeah, I do. I have a, um, appointment in a few minutes. I was just stopping by to apologize and thank you for walking me home.”
“Anytime.”
Y/N nodded and as she began walking away, Lip saw his chance of knowing the truth slipping through his fingers. There was no way a girl like Y/N could actually be into a guy like Lip. She was probably going to Harvard or Oxford or some other fancy school and take over the world while he was never getting out of the hood no matter how smart he was.
“F-ck it,” he said.
Y/N was already walking down his front steps by the time Lip caught up with her.
“Hey, Y/N!”
She paused and turned around to face him. “Yes?”
“Do you remember anything that happened last night?”
Y/N blinked and smiled nervously. “I remember smoking a cigarette with you and…and dancing with Ian….and kissing Ian. Geez, I should talk to him too.”
“I’d wait a while. He gets grouchy if you wake him up before noon.”
Y/N laughed lightly. “Yeah, but after that, I remember you walking me out of the party.”
“So,” Lip took a step towards her, “you don’t remember saying anything or doing anything afterwards?”
“No. We didn’t…”
“No! I wouldn’t take advantage of you like that.”
“Oh.”
“But, you did say something interesting.”
Y/N waited expectantly and Lip took a deep breath. Here he was, about to go on a limb for a girl he had had a crush on since they first met in elementary.
“When we got to your house, you said that you thought I was really smart, funny, daring, and something about me being self-destructive and really, really, really hot.”
Y/N’s body stiffened out of nerves and her y/e/c widened to the size of saucers. “Oh.”
“And you said that you’ve felt that way since second grade but you thought you weren’t cool enough for me. Is that true?” Lip was standing in front of Y/N at that time and there was barely any space between them.
“Isn’t it obvious? You’re Lip Gallagher, the biggest rebel slash bad-a– in our school. You could have any girl you want and…and why would you even look my way? I’m just the nerd and I know I’m the punch line in several of your jokes so it’s clear how you feel about me.” Y/N ran a hand through her hair. “Just forget about what I said.”
In that moment, Lip didn’t think, he just did. What he did was grab Y/N by the arm and kiss her as though his life depended on it. When he pulled away, Y/N looked absolutely stupefied.
“I make fun of everyone I like and I’ve liked you since you got up and corrected Mr. Robinson’s long division in front of everyone in third grade.” Y/N smiled a little. “And all this time I’ve thought…no, I’ve known that I’m not good enough for you. You’re supposed to be with some fancy lawyer or doctor and leave this place for good.”
Y/N cupped Lip’s face in her hands. “You have so much potential, Lip. You could be whatever you want to be, you just have to start thinking that way.” Then, she kissed him back and wrapped her arms around him.
“I should be more upset with you for waking me up so early on a Saturday but I’ll let it slide this time.”
Y/N laughed and slapped his chest. “So, what does this make us? Are we dating? Is this casual?”
“Let’s just see where this goes.”
“But, shouldn’t we talk about this? I think it’s important to do so because—-”
“You think too much.” Lip kissed her again, earning whistles and yelling from Fiona and Debbie inside.
Lip decided he would let them have it later, he was enjoying kissing Y/N too much to worry about them in that moment.
AHH OMG THANK YOU FOR THIS MY LOVE
The Nanny-Napper
what I really love about Fran Fine as a character is that in any other show she would be the comic relief, a two-dimensional bit character who makes occasional appearances and has zero character growth or plot relevance (kinda like Janice from Friends tbh).
But in The Nanny, she is the heroine! A brassy, bold, Jewish girl with a loud voice, working-class accent, and “tacky” clothes. And she always stays true to her roots, never abandoning her family or toning down her look to be more accepted with the uppercrust. Maxwell is the one who lets her into his life and changes his staid, buttoned-up traditional ways after falling in love with the nanny. She is not an MPDG either, the show focuses on her journey and her growth.
That is really beautiful to me.
