Absolutely loving the fact that, despite Dracula being adapted to death and back by media over the last century, a lot of people don't actually know the original story. As in, here we are, in 2022, tagging spoilers for a 125 year old novel that most people thought they knew from it's countless adaptations but turned out to not know at all. It's great. I love it. Thanks for sharing your first-time reactions to this comedy of an old book.
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there's nothing orym would ask of the other hells that he wouldn't do himself, which is sort of the problem, really
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Happy Valentines, Akira.
Happy Valentines, Asshole.
If you can’t read what Akechi’s secondary inner-dialogue says cause I obscured it too much behind his regular dialogue, here’s a transcription in panel order:
Hello, you fucking-
Ah- Hello, Akira!
Fuck off, why should I tell you-
Just a soda- there’s a new flavor.
I don’t want your shitty gift.
Oh- haha! You’re so sweet.
I hope I choke.
They’re lovely, thank you.
Like hell.
Likewise.
There’s no way it’s just a coincidence.
Still though, it’s a funny coincidence.
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so many people have said that as you approach your 30’s things start to fall into place but I don’t feel that at all. the closer I get the more it feels that everything is dissolving and falling apart
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so i'm crocheting a temperature blanket this year. my initial instinct was to say it's for my 32nd year but that's not actually how birthdays work so instead i'm awkwardly going with "the year i'm 32" and shortening it to just 32 mostly. anyway, that's besides the point.
i have the colour palette/yarn, i have the pattern (toni lipsey's linen stitch pixel temp blanket), i made a gauge swatch, i've started tracking temps (i've recorded hi/lo starting on dec. 8).... but fuck, i'm having so much trouble figuring out the temperature gauge!!!
i can't decide what the intervals should be, i can't decide if i want purples to be warm temps or cold temps or where to put the neutrals, i can't decide if i want to fiddle/tweak(/cheat?) and use the lows for the cold temps instead of the high which was the initial plan.... i just don't know!!! ugh.
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Hmm I believe I remember learning a few years ago that when one is asked to acknowledge that they’re impacted subconsciously by systemic racism/sexism/homophobia etc, or is told that they’re behaving in a way that’s bigoted/harmful, “no I’m not” is the wrong answer. So I think some of you should get less excited about saying that when Jewish people tell you you’re being antisemitic.
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Why the FUCK are Southerners under the impression they're even welcomed on the internet ANYMORE????? Sorry but this is genuinely fucking rancid I feel fucking unsafe knowing that my spaces are being invaded by you fucking people. Fucking disgusting that it's 2024 and we can't hold piece of shit racists and Confederate nazis accountable for literal fucking war crimes and slavery anymore.
hey man. whats going on. this is such a weird thing to say to someone else on the internet life would be so beautiful if you stepped outside and talked to a real person for once. btw did you know the south is mostly full of poor people and black people and acting as if being from a place makes a person inherently a bigot is very weird almost as if it's pushing a classist narrative. Thats so wacky lol
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Death of a mercenary
━ author unknown
Quick enough - not I
Nor bold enough nor agile
Tangled up in wires
Like a nest of vipers vile
Was it I who fell? Or was it done to me?
Dissolving, disappearing, with you I wished to be
Now tethered, clamoring, the restless swarm
Beating in my ears a pale rage - No!
Into the earth I seep, my life the sweet
Thorn sticks in my throat
A chill burns brighter - On
To the end? What a thought
A huddled husk I tumble for the dawn
The old certainty of youth is felled
And from its gnarled trunk
Memories fall forth
Hours of ours sharp and pressing race
Embittered in a powerlocked embrace
With you I wished to be and so I go!
Down a road without end through woods half-dreamt
And the chill-bleached delirium of desire
Flies into trepid trembling sand
Through the fog of your shadow sharpening
The storm tangles in me once again
To sway with you like sweet grasses dry
Still the glassy dust will naught but rise
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you guys would not believe the multitudes i contain. on the one hand i found myself thinking today "pachelbel's canon fucks. like, severely." on the other hand my 17yo cousin thinks i am "really cool" (he doesn't know about my pachelbel's canon opinions). i tried to go up the down escalator at the airport and didn't realize for SEVERAL steps, then tripped on my suitcase at the bottom and exclaimed "LORD ALMIGHTY!" in the middle of a large crowd of people who had watched this happen. a guy at the airport today saw me writing a crossword and came over to talk to my mom about it because apparently he had been on a flight with us a few days ago and saw me doing the same thing (he asked her if i was "coding". on graph paper, bro??). i wore a long, full-skirted floral dress to a wedding and did a little photo shoot of me manspreading and looking disaffected under a neon sign reading "let's party" and my entire family is obsessed with it. i brought a card and a pen to the wedding and made all of my relatives (including the bride lol) sign it for my grandmother who was unable to attend, but i was also super rude to my mom and had to apologize a few hours later after i had calmed down. a baby puked on me and it made my day. my sister said i have "really good taste in music" (she also doesn't know about my pachelbel's canon opinions) but also i am apparently the person who introduced her to janelle monáe, so point to me. the 17yo who thinks i'm cool seemed reluctant to stop talking to me at the wedding because he was afraid we would not see each other again to which i should have been like "dude do we not have telephones? and the internet?? and are we not both members of this family that gets together every few years???" but instead i was like "i know your address! i'll send you a card!" (he wants to be a dentist so i'm now congratulating myself for having saved every "i got my teeth cleaned!" sticker i was ever given as a child, because now i can send them to him and give him all of my very important anthropomorphized tooth clip art opinions.) walt whitman whomst.
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best concept I came up with: Quentin Quire clone who's a cis girl (because he's trans) and is basically everything Quentin was both before he transitioned and before he. became Quentin (as in post Genosha/Jumbo Assassination/Finding out he's adopted/etc Quentin) and he HATES her because she's everything he left behind and everything he doesn't want to be reminded that he used to be (a girl, a loser, bullied, insecure, not cool enough, a nerd, even though he still is some of these things its very much more OBVIOUS on her than it is on him right now) and he keeps trying to push her into realizing she's trans and into becoming Him but once he realizes she just isn't going to do this and is happy as a girl (because being trans is not an inherent genetic thing fuck you!) he actively avoids her because it just straight up causes him dysphoria and emotional discomfort, and he doesn't want to be reminded that he used to be like that, doesn't want to be reminded of his old self and doesn't want HER to ruin HIS reputation. Even though literally nobody cares and probably half the people around him don't even know he's trans or remember what he was like before the Pink Mohawk.
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Haha what if all the overwhelming rage I'm suddenly feeling is actually just 21 years of accumulated injustices that I'm only now starting to feel because my self esteem is improving. But then because it's so overwhelming that it feels genuinely unsafe to both myself and those around me for me to express it, I have to repress it further and the only way I know how to do that is to lower my self esteem again so that I don't feel angry cause I no longer feel like I ever deserved better
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been trying to think abt compressing the life series -> figuring out exactly what defines each season, eg tone, themes, reoccurrences, etc. figure out exactly what makes each one distinct and explain it as simply as possible. it's awesome but also Not easy
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i will be thinking and commenting on this more later i will but its just that for the past few hours im just sooooo ??????? at godot's character im... what was his deallll i dont 😭 hruehfjdksafhjk LIKE I REALLY NEED TO REREAD A BUNCH OF THINGS and look back at it im??? like i dont know. ive seen some ppls comment and its like... no i cant.. agree that. mia's ex-bf who was pseudo-killed by my pseudo-ex going ahead and killing mia's and maya's estranged mom necessarily signifies the end of generational trauma like no i dont..... THINK THATS. RIGHT???!?!?
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Me like 99% of the time: “Lol, yeah, I was super suicidal and severely mentally ill when I was 13/14. I was so cringe. Glad I’m better and can make light of the topic. What a wreck lol”
Me that 1% of the time: …I was suicidal when I was 14
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