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update: they did not let lady ochiba be a horrid evil murderess cunt.
like 99% of the time i WILL be like "actually as a woc participating in fandom the LET WOMEN BE HORRID EVIL MURDERESS CUNTS conversation does nothing for me, because in general that conversation revolves around taking female characters of color who have been portrayed as nothing but good-to-heroic in canon and applying totally revisionist readings to their characterizations that play on stereotypical views of women of color as sexual aggressors/morally suspect/uniquely untrustworthy and uphold fandom's priors regarding the victimization and overwhelming narrative value of white men" because that is almost without exception the behavior i see in fandom
the other 1% of the time fumi nikaido is being so so compellingly evil on my teavee screen so never mind all that i guess. let lady ochiba be a horrid evil murderess cunt.
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Shōgun : E7 | “A Stick of Time”
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i am once again asking for denée benton for netflix nuala
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and she has the voice of an ANGEL i swear to GOD. she’s what you hear at the gates of heaven
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Shogun (Ep 10)
Ochiba is like : "You did not just disrespect MY Mariko!"
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the earth didn’t have to give us meadows of poppies, but she did!!
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Crabapple mini bonsai
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It was written by my friend.
SHŌGUN (2024) Chapter Ten: A Dream of a Dream
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new favorite bit is saying "I would be fangirling so hard if I met him in real life 😍" about random species of fish
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daniel bc i love him a lot.
prints / tt / ig
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Despair—Jonathan Case
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my favorite mermaid designs
the lure (2015)
blue my mind (2017)
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MOEKA HOSHI as USAMI FUJI in SHŌGUN (2024–) Chapter Four: The Eightfold Fence
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a clip of Chant II from the Broadway previews of Hadestown, featuring the cut lines from Persephone and altered lyrics, as well as a earth-quake like “electric city” climax
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“𝕷𝖚𝖈𝖎𝖊𝖓𝖓𝖊… ”
“𝔜𝔬𝔲'𝔯𝔢 𝔥𝔬𝔪𝔢, 𝔪𝔶 𝔏𝔬𝔯𝔡.”
“𝕴 𝖆𝖒.”
-ᵗʰᵉ ˢᵃⁿᵈᵐᵃⁿ ˢ⁰¹ ᵉ⁰¹-
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LOVE POEM, WITH BIRDS
They are your other flame. Your world
begins and ends with the dawn chorus,
a plaint of saw-whet owl, and in between,
the seven different neotropical warblers
you will see on your walk to the mailbox.
It takes a while. I know now not to worry.
Once I resented your wandering eye that 
flew away mid-sentence, chasing any raft
of swallows. I knew, as we sat on the porch 
unwinding the cares of our days, you were 
listening to me through a fine mesh of oriole,
towhee, flycatcher. I said it was like kissing
through a screen door: You’re not all here.
But who could be more present than a man
with the patience of sycamores, showing me
the hummingbird’s nest you’ve spied so high 
in a tree, my mortal eye can barely make out 
the lichen-dabbed knot on an elbow of branch.
You will know the day her nestlings leave it.
The wonder is that such an eye, that lets not
even the smallest sparrow fall from notice,
beholds me also. That I might walk the currents
of our days with red and golden feathers
in my hair, my plain tongue laced with music.
That we, the birds and I, may be text and
illumination in your book of common prayer.
BARBARA KINGSOLVER
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