like these are butch lesbians to me

While I do think it's kind of a weird marketing choice for the Sour and Guts albums to seemingly have near-identical aesthetics, I also think swifties have a weird tendency to impose "eras" on every single artist. like sometimes pop artists just want to keep making pop albums that fit the personal aesthetic of who they truly are not everyone wants to completely reinvent themselves and their sound and their vibe every two years xx

some quick pre-mob terumob becuz i am sleepy [snore]

you know what I really like in season 2? how Jim Jimenez, who was not exactly part of the comedy in S1, which was most probably the reason why Blackbeard got them into the new crew in the last episode of S1... is now hamming it up as much as they can.

they used to be the silent support (posing as literally silent, mute) of the crew, someone who'd be on the fringes of both conflicts and comedic situations. and then, when Jim realises what exactly the good old days were to them, things they miss, the stories Stede told... they re-enact the wooden boy story the best they could. bring up the "toxic environment" to Izzy, refuse to let good things go, don't run from them, kiss Archie when she allows, ham it up with jokes and needlings, have a curly moustache drawn onto them and are the life of the party, and then Jim's the one to help Olu out with his new romantic partner. you'd think S1!Jim would be called "nosy interferer"? personally, wouldn't think so.

as much as we call a certain other character "person amongst Muppets", Jim Jimenez had also escaped their own genre, of "Hispanic revenge thriller", into queerness and acceptance of it wholeheartedly. with Jim being themselves, nonbinary and poly and breaking as many stereotypes as they can.

chapter 40 is of course unhinged by implications alone (devotion, ableism, fear etc.) but like. No other panel in the whole manga hits as hard as that one wordless spread in chapter 50.

the emotions. the grief and frustration. the SOLITUDE. no words on the page it’s JUST. YEAH.

yeah it is fucked up to get everything you’d ever wanted but in the worst way possible. it’s fucked up to be inducted into a secret and have to lie to further it. It’s fucked up you couldn’t have learned magic if you didn’t maybe-kill your own mother. It’s really fucked up that it’s not that you were unable to but that you weren’t allowed. It’s fucked up that nobody else could ever understand.

Ok so I'm writing a dual POV fic. I am THIS FUCKING CLOSE to having Hannibal's perspective be a full-on romcom and Will's being a psychological horror. Just like the memes

Ok guys I'm cashing in on the notes here's the link: https://archiveofourown.org/works/54206521?show_comments=true&view_full_work=true#comment_750267631

apropos of nothing i don't wanna see your goddamn spotify wrapped this year. i do not care what quirky new genre boxes spotify made up to put your fav musicians into. send me a playlist of ur favs via .zip file & buy your music on bandcamp or smth where possible

Alternative timeline where, instead of Emesis Blue, we got a movie about Miss Pauling losing her absolute shit as Mann Co. breaks down into a nightmarescape around her

Literally everything about the Fishing Rod Incident is just peak sibling energy. Pearl doing something dangerous and joking about it to the others. Grian watching her and calling her dumb but instead of stopping her he just goes "oh but what if we made it even better". The two of them laughing it off because even though it's very possible that Pearl could die she hasn't so far so "iT mUsT bE sAfE". And as soon as they get in trouble Grian immediately turns on Pearl like, "oh it was all her fault, she coaxed me into it you should be mad at her not me", thinking that Joel and Etho aren't that mad at them and will most likely just burn her house down or kill her dog. But then they kill her and Grian's like "OH NO DAD AND DAD ARE ACTUALLY MAD ABORT ABORT ABORT RUN AWAY RUN FAR FAR AWAY".

Also Scott going "guys this is a bad idea, guys here are all the ways this could end horribly, guys if someone gets hurt you're gonna bring me down with you, guys cut it out or I'll tell on you" and then as soon as it all goes wrong he's just, "I TOLD YOU SO NOW DAD AND DAD ARE GONNA PUNISH ME TOO EVEN THOUGH I DIDN'T DO ANYTHING THIS IS WHY I DON'T SIT WITH YOU GUYS AT LUNCH".

i full stop am down for elucien regency vibes. 100%. i hope their romance gives that! but i can’t help but hope that the plot, the intrigue of the next book gives some gothic realness! the vibes:

you are elain archeron, you pride yourself on being joyful and light and surrounding yourself in kind. you are drawn into a mess with a death-lord and a man you are basically arranged-married mated to. he is meant to guard and guide you as you try to help in this impossible situation. his closest friends and allies are all some variation of mad or close to it: one’s a fierce queen on borrowed time who does business by night and turns into a shrieking firebird by day and is subsequently lost to herself; one’s a human general whose sanity may not quite be intact after all he’s seen; one’s your sister’s ex a high lord who spends more time in the form of a beast than a man. you are traveling between the latter friends’ half-wrecked/under construction manor in your previous home the human lands to the wrecked manor at the heart of the spring court, where a rot is spreading and affecting the very magic (the very heart) of the court, and could affect more of prythian if not stopped. but you know a lot about gardening—you’re good at rooting out rot, aren’t you?

you feel as though you are always being watched. even when alone. even when asleep. you keep dreaming of an old stone structure more crypt than castle, long forgotten, nestled deep in some far-off mountains, where swans glide across an enchanted lake that should be frozen, their cries that of weeping women. there is always a heartbeat, present somewhere in the background. it is not yours and it is not your betrothed’s mate’s. you have strange waking visions and often feel your body isn’t your own, and maybe it isn’t, not anymore. you are still uncovering proverbial skeletons in the closets your father left to you and your sisters, you think he might haunt you most of all. you were his favorite after all

The Song of Achilles is one of the most garbage books I've ever read and I kind of want to talk about it but I'd have to reread The Song of Achilles to do that in a cohesive manner, which is garbage

lowkey need käärija to win this year and avenge blind channel frfr.....

tickle blogs i have an important question for you. reblog this and tag with your answers:

are you a lee, ler, or switch, and who are your favorite musical artists :3

IRL I’m pretty regularly exposed to people whos entire personality is having a 2018 Silverado on its second engine, 3 pitbulls, and a cricut machine they use to make vaguely racist water bottle stickers that the whole nurses station just has to have but it always surprises me to see one of them on tumblr.

oh man what’s really funny about reading that webtoon is that it’s really not a markably different experience than most movies for me. Human figure (features redacted as a literary device) and Any One Of Seven Conventionally Attractive Men are the EXACT same amount of discernible for me. Possibly that’s. not usual.

anyways the blonde one. I’ve seen him twice and I do NOT like him.

I hate booktok, is it not literally the exact same as when we(as in people like me lmao) read 'x reader' stories on wattpad back in the day?????