#prelude to a hug#a.k.a. how to sneak up on#an unsuspecting dark one
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recipes will be like "prep time: 3 minutes" & the ingredience list is like "2 sweet potatoes peeled & diced" girlie they do not come like that
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Chapters: 36/?
Fandom: That '70s Show
Rating: Mature
Relationships: Eric Forman/Caroline Dupree, Eric Forman/Crazy Caroline, Jackie Burkhart/Michael Kelso, Jackie Burkhart/Steven Hyde, Big Rhonda/Fez, Casey Kelso/Donna Pinciotti
Summary:
After his first relationship meets its bitter end, a resentful Eric turns to anything that can make him feel whole again, including an unlikely companion who shares the same woes of love and loss.
As new relationships form, new interests emerge. Old friendships are threatened and unhealthy habits resurface. Will Eric and his newfound love be able to handle the changes, or fall deeper into the pit of instability?
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regarding Dune Part 2: i am obsessed with its consistent visual theme of self-destruction. the shot of paul surrounded by his new followers seems triumphant - until the viewer remembers that each crysknife is made from a tooth of shai-hulud, and paul is standing in a circle of them, in the allegorical mouth of the worm. he orders a missile strike, and the viewer sees them fly directly through his head. every victory for the prophecy is a blow to paul himself; he's killing himself with every step he takes towards his destiny, and we know that already, and the film is screaming it, but it's a hell of a thing to watch it happen, isn't it?..
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‘don’t you want your favourite character to be happy???’ no? i want my favourite character to be interesting. i want me to be happy. which sometimes involves my favourite character being in exquisite agony
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new reaction image
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online communities are so strange because people slip away so easily. you can be on here for years, folding people you've never met into the fabric of your daily life, and then they disappear, leaving only ghost posts scattered across tumblr behind. or their blog stays dormant, for weeks, months, years, until you're only still following them because you remember that they love sunflowers or they were kind to you when they didn't have to be or the last thing they posted was sad and raw and you still worry about them sometimes.
and sometimes they come back when you least expect it, years later, even, and there's this sudden rush of relief like there you are, there you are, even though you barely knew each other.
there's a strange kind of love to it. i don't know you and i want to hold your hand across miles and time zones and oceans. i can still see the imprint of you in this community you left. you don't think anyone will notice or care when you're gone, but we notice and we care and we wish you well.
i hope you're all okay out there. i hope the sun is shining on your face and you are breathing deeply. i miss you.
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You know, you should try [your hamburger] with ketchup.
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