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stone-stars · 3 months
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Emily: And then-- Frankie. [Plodding piano as Murph talks.] Murph: I-- I think Frankie does his normal thing, which is to tell everybody he's going to bed, and then leaves the light on and smokes his pipe, and you can see the smoke coming out from under the door. [Emily laughs] And he also, I'll say, almost like he's a bad roommate playing darts or something, he has a throwing knife that he just throws into a beam on his wall that has a bunch of like-- slashes into it. And then he has another knife that was like a dagger that his wife Linette had, that he doesn't throw. He keeps it perfect. So he's got the one in his left hand that's her knife, just kind of like, flippin' it and lookin' at it. And then he's got his crappy one that he just throws into the wall over and over again. [Sound of a dagger being thrown.] Emily: As you flip Linette's dagger in your hand, the hilt of it familiar to you at this point-- you see the hilt of it is decorated with a sort of red poppy flower-- [Piano fades.] You hear Atticus' words in your head: Atticus (Emily): As a favor to your late wife. Frankie (Murph): (muttered) Keep her name out of your mouth. [Emily and Caldwell laugh] Emily: And you feel, in your stomach, the remnants of the Little Death that you... took just a dab of. And… a memory is needling at you. Frankie: Mmm. Emily: Do you… Murph: I dive in, yeah. [Jake laughs.] Emily: You dive in? Murph: Yeah. In fact, if I would've saved the vial, I t--try and take more. Emily: You huff the fumes of that Little Death, and you return to a moment… [Soft music begins, first a solo piano, but building as the scene continues.] Emily: You see in the corner of your bedroom, this vanity with a basin where Linette used to take the pins out of her hair after a night of dancing. And you remember a specific night: Linette, smiling at you in the mirror as her hair, curl by curl, falls to her shoulders, but with some mischief in her eyes. Linette (Emily): Hey, Frank? Emily: She pulls a coin purse from her corset. Linette: I think it's time to start lookin' at places in the Feywild. Emily: She tosses you the purse, grinning at you. It lands… heavy in your hand. There's a lot of coin in here. Linette: I got a raise, Frank. We're so close! I can taste it-- you, me, Pen. We're gettin' outta here! Emily: She takes the final pin out of her hair, which you now recognize is her dagger. She folds it gently into a handkerchief and she tucks it into a drawer. And then she turns at you, beaming, with a hope that is so… infectious, you forgot to question where all that money came from. Frankie: (joyful) Linette! O--Of course you got a raise! You're the best! They finally realized your worth! [Emily and Jake laugh softly as he talks.] Murph: And I-- I pull her in, I give her a big kiss… such a distant Frankie that no longer exists; I call for Penny-- Frankie: Pen! Get in here, bud! We got great news! [Emily gasps softly.] Penny (Caldwell): What? What's goin' on? Frankie: C'mere my special little guy! Get over here! [Caldwell, Jake, and Emily laugh as he talks. They continue to laugh through the rest of the exchange.] Frankie: Oh, god, aren't we just the perfect little family! Ain't nothin' ever gonna change! Nothin's gettin' us down! The Vantasmos! Penny: I love you ma, I love you dad! Frankie: Oh, I love you son! God! It's so simple! Ain't life simple, everybody? Penny: Everything's great, I'm just gonna do a cartwheel, okay? Frankie: Oh, wow, look at him go, Lin! Look at him go! There's my boy! He can do cartwheels better than anybody! [The laughter fades. The music fades back to only piano.] Emily: And then this beautiful memory dissipates-- [the music cuts out entirely] --like the smoke from your pipe, and you're back here. Frankie: (joyless) Yeah. Murph: I look in the mirror, and see myself looking back at me instead of Linette. Frankie: Ah. Emily: Yeah. Murph: I throw something over the mirror.
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ibtisams · 4 months
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My father was martyred by Israel on 10 October 2023 after sacrificing his care in hospital so the injured children could take priority. Today would have been his 60th birthday. He was always selfless, kind, and giving for others. My father gave up everything for me to be able to have a better life, because that is what he always dreamed for me and my sister. The world suffered a great loss when he died, and my heart is always with him and every Palestinian who has lost someone.
In his honour and memory, I would love for anyone who is able to do so to consider donating to The Palestine Children’s Relief Fund.
The PCRF is an amazing organisation that does so much for those in Gaza right now, including helping provide food, water and medicine. You can donate any amount you are able to- there is no minimum! My father would have given his very last cent if he saw the way Palestine was continuing to suffer after over 100 days with this limited aid, so I know celebrating him by helping others is the least he would have wanted.
I saw @parrot-parent do a very successful donation match and I thought it was such a good idea so I will also match all donations up to $500! If you feel comfortable sending me proof of the amount of your donation, I will match it as a donation at the end of February. (My messages are set to mutuals only, but if you donate and we aren’t mutuals if you send an ask with the proof I will make sure to answer it privately.)
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kozzax · 2 months
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It's times like these, when Grian refers to snails as molluscs and gastropods, that I remember he has a degree in marine biology. In retrospect this makes the fishing arc funnier I think.
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lgbtlunaverse · 7 months
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Nothing will dispell the "the curtains were just blue" myth faster than writing something yourself, because the amount of pretentious symbolism i am putting in my silly little fanfics is ridiculous. I mean SO much with these words, literally every single one of them. This fic has twenty five typos and zero correct uses of punctuation but if there's curtains you bet your ass I put thought into what colour they were.
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hinamie · 1 month
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surprise it's yuri!!!in 2024
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merverse · 4 months
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thinking about how they said grover was affected the most out of everyone bc he was alone and how nico and bianca stayed for 70 years inside that hotel and didn't forget each other bc they were always within reach and how that little detail makes their story even more devastating bc they got through it together and the moment they got out they get separated and then bianca never comes back
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beldaroot · 15 days
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there has been more moments than i can count in the past seven months where i felt destroyed by all the death and carnage i've seen due to the colonialism and imperialism of the world. but there was something in particular about hind's death that made me think the world would stop turning bc how could anything continue given how gruesome and inhumane her death was? and yet, the world did not stop. and i thought we were once again left to remember her story only in our minds as she became another number, as her murderers went on killing unpunished, and as her mother grieved with rage when all she wanted was to keep her daughter warm and as safe as she could manage in this man-made hell on earth.
however, hind, a girl who only got to experience her kindergarten graduation, is now being immortalized in universities across the nation. her story did resonate to the masses and we will not let her be forgotten nor forgive those complicit in her death. real justice would be having hind alive, but these students are showing that they will stop the world and burn the status quo it upholds to the ground if it means her people can truly be liberated.
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toxiccaves · 1 year
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I like Link’s new weird dog
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pikslasrce · 4 months
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im ngl that scene in the lighthouse when hes trying to jerk off to the idea of a hot mermaid but keeps getting distracted by unsightly visions symbolizing his guilty conscience and descent into insanity is so real like. it really is like that sometimes
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watchingwisteria · 6 months
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listen there really was just something about how in the book, snow’s 3-page descent from hesitant lover boy to deluded psychopath happens entirely in his mind. lucy gray gives him no indication whatsoever that she suspects him, that she’s going to leave or betray him. he’s just sitting quietly in the cabin waiting for her to return when that seed of calculated suspicion, which he has needed to survive the capitol, takes a hold of him and chokes the life out of any goodness left inside him. it really drives home your terror as a reader that “oh my god did he kill her? did she escape? what happened to her? why would he even think that?” in a way that when the movie had to adjust for visualization it lost some of that holy shit this guy has lost it emphasis.
#seeing some discourse and im not saying lucy grey didnt know#im saying she never dropped the kind of hints that she knew like she did in the movie#or if she did snow isnt worried about them until he very suddenly is consumed by them#snow is not concerned about whether or not she believed him. of course she did! hes snow!#but then shes gone…. for a while……#and its the sudden immediate drastic unravelling that comes across so clearly in the book#that i knew wouldn’t translate to screen yet still cant help but miss#the hunger games#coriolanus snow#tbosas#lucy gray baird#not a crime or anything just a note that i cannot stop thinking about#the ballad of songbirds and snakes#this is all from memory of reading it quite a while ago. so maybe 3 pages is an exaggeration#but i remember it happening VERY quickly and without much external cause#like we as the reader have no indication as to whether shes nearby or not.#snow has no idea either. he just SUSPECTS. and his suspicion breeds the hatred that has been bubbling inside him all this time#he hates how she undoes him. he hates that he WOULD run away with her if shed let him keep his secrets#and he HATES more than anything that she makes him WANT to tell his secrets#he wants to be vulnerable and reveal the ugly nasty parts about himself and still be loved#but he does not let himself and it is everyone’s downfall#he chooses cruelty bc it is easy and familiar and makes him feel more powerful than the vulnerable give and take that real love requires
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little-eye-guy · 1 year
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"this is too raw of a line to come from—" shut up. beauty and meaning is everywhere
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plague-parade · 1 year
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i feel like we dont talk enough about how distressing and disturbing memory loss issues are. forgetting what you were talking about halfway through a sentence, putting something down and instantly forgetting where you put it. having to reread one paragraph over and over again because by the time youve moved onto the next sentence you dont remember what the one before it said. always doubting if your memories of things are real, not being able to remember important life events.
its so incredibly scary, it feels like your mind is constantly playing tricks on you and you start to doubt whats real and what isnt.
“i forgot” is treated like a lazy excuse when it’s genuinely such a big issue for so many people.
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petr1kov · 1 year
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gotta be honest and say it's insane to me that a bunch of people 'misremembered' nelson mandela dying in prison in the 80s even though he lived to become the president of south africa in the 90s and instead of thinking 'wow, i really should learn a bit more about international politics outside of north america and europe because not knowing such a basic fact like this about one of the most influential political figures of all time is kind of embarrassing', they became convinced that this was proof that parallel realities exist and they were having memories of an universe where mandela died in prison somehow. that's presumptuous on a level i can barely conceive of
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emilyaxford · 7 months
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lotus-pear · 9 months
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clowns in court
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bigfatbreak · 3 months
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dad villain au: did emilie just. not consider at all that adrien was literally dying at the time. wow
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she's in the habit of deciding when Adrien's suffering is acceptable, and if it is, she'll just fix it later.
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