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House of Wax (1953) dir. Andre De Toth
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queerasflux · 7 months
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man I wish people understood how much it sucks ass to be neurodivergent and trying to find the middle ground where people like/tolerate you. like, I'm either "boring" (trying to wait my turn in conversations, holding space for other people, taking a back seat to let others get some spotlight) or "too much" (too loud/talking too much, getting excited to share, trying to participate in group conversations/activities). No one really talks about how much of being neurodivergent is just sort of trying to make yourself palatable.
I feel like so much of my life has been spent trying to find this effortless sort of middle ground everyone else seems to automatically already know, and I'm always swinging too far one way or the other. I'm lucky to have neurodivergent friends who grok me, but goddamn I wish that I could just like, exist without the constant background script in my brain that's like "you're being too loud. You're not talking enough. you're being self-centered. you're being boring. you're wrong, you're wrong, you're wrong." I feel like I'm back in high school trying to make friends but stuck as the eternal "weird kid"
it's just... lonely and sucks bad.
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saltpepperbeard · 7 months
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"You made me forget myself. I thought I was someone else, someone good."
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rosamndpike · 1 month
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THE LORD OF THE RINGS: THE RETURN OF THE KING (2003) dir. Peter Jackson
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sonseulsoleil · 5 months
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dear god please just give the pirates their quiet seaside inn and the angel and demon their little cottage in the south downs before I lose my mind completely
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fuckyeahgoodomens · 11 days
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MOOD (this is Mabli, Michael's and Anna's daughter, from Anna's insta :D<3)
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escuerzoresucitado · 5 months
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godwantsit · 4 months
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allysketches · 6 months
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✨first time trying to draw camp pioneers and soho's resident queer cryptids bc I've been obsessed with them lately 😌✨
based on that classic photoshoot of david tennant and michael sheen from season 1! probably done before (and better!!) but I wanted to figure out how to draw their faces and outfits (ngl harder than I thought, still not perfect 🫠)
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kingpippthe2nd · 7 months
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It took me until this week to realise how much season two has changed my perspective on... well almost everything Good Omens.
I finally rewatched season 1 for the first time since Neil broke my stupid little heart. Honestly, I had convinced myself that I was over the heartbreak.
Do I torture myself on this website on a regular basis? Yes. Do I refuse to read fics without a "hurt/comfort" tag? Yes. But I was fine. I was healing. I was good. I was over it.
Did episode 3 hit differently after everything I'd been through after S2? A bit. But nothing I didn't expect.
And then there was S1E6. The Ritz. Nightingales. And I just wasn't ready. I had heard that song a thousand times throughout the last few weeks. But context does seem to matter. Because here I was, three notes in, sobbing mercilessly.
This scene used to be a safe space for me. A warm little patch of sunshine to curl up in, when I felt down. It was hot cocoa on a rainy autumn day. It projected to so much love and comfort. And now it's all twisted.
The contrast to S2E6 couldn't be sharper. Oh, what a beautiful web of similarities Neil has woven for us. Here are our two favourite idiots, smiling at each other, so in love, not a care in the world, because the world is safe and they are toasting it. Yet I know, what the future holds for them. I know, how incapable of truely communicating they are. I know, how they will break each others hearts, paving each others way to hell with all the best intentions.
You have to hand to Neil. He really knows how to tell a good story.
I haven't dared to listen to " A Nightingale sang in Berkeley Square" in the last week. It will take me a good long while to work up the courage again.
I don't even know, how to end this mess of a post. I just hope, Neil will bring the song back in season 3 and make it be all fluffy and comfortable and lovely again.
To the world, my friends.
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hel7l7 · 5 months
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Leave me alone
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blaithnne · 4 months
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2018 - 2023
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vfdcatlady · 3 months
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Percy was conscious (but suffocating to death) while Annabeth was trying to save him
So, from the first watch, I thought Percy's reaction to being released from the chair was odd. If he had been frozen in time in there, wouldn't he wake up asking, "is the quest over? Did we succeed? Where's my mom?" I mean, he had time to before Hephaestus started talking.
But look how devastatingly calm he is as he's engulfed. He is controlling his breathing and forcing himself to say and appear that he's ok
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NOW, take a look at how he acts when he's freed
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he's taking quick gulps of air. Note: that's not what hyperventilating looks like. And when he goes to stand, he's in pain and grasps Annabeth for support
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You know what these symptoms look like? Someone who held their breath too long and can finally breathe again.
Percy was in that chair for almost exactly four minutes, which is generally the threshold for how long the human body can go without oxygen before suffering permanent damage. Note: there will still be damage (like initially feeling weak or sore after regaining air.)
Percy, being the son of Poseidon and a demigod could probably survive longer than the normal human without oxygen. But eventually (probably within the hour) he would have died. And also, he would be awake for a chunk of that time, unable to breathe, unable to move, with the certainty that he was going to die.
So anyway, he lived four minutes of that hell and was genuinely in shock that he was alive
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jaztice · 9 months
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listen the nimona movie is proof that you can change some truly major shit in a story but as long as you stay true to the original themes and intentions people are gonna love it anyway. holy shit two cakes etc etc
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rosamndpike · 2 months
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"There have been characters I've been able to grow from and take a little bit from. Playing other people brings you closer to yourself." SARAH SNOOK T Australia • The New York Times Style Magazine
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books-and-omens · 9 months
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I—
The way Aziraphale keeps glancing at Crowley after Nina brings up his naked man friend
And THIS glance at Crowley after she calls him a dark horse
I AM BITING THE WALLS OF MY ENCLOSURE
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