the academy will really see a male actor get super mad for one minute in a movie and go “wow. best actor of the year” as if that’s not how men are every day of their lives
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the academy will really see a male actor get super mad for one minute in a movie and go “wow. best actor of the year” as if that’s not how men are every day of their lives
But he did love people; he lived all his life, it seemed, with complete faith in people,
Fyodor Dostoevsky, The Brothers Karamazov, tr. Richard Pevear and Larissa Volokhonsky
tgt moodboards → alina starkov
“I don’t care if you think I’m a Saint or a fool or the Darkling’s whore. If you want to remain at the Little Palace you will follow me. And if you don’t like it, you will be gone by tonight, or I will have you in chains. I am a solider. I am the Sun Summoners. And I’m the only chance you have.”
open a new window somewhere in the world.
Emilia Clarke - I.D. (2013)
“I am nowhere gathered together;” ― Roland Barthes, A Lover’s Discourse
“Depersonalization like the deposing of useless individuality— the loss of everything that can be lost, while still being. To take away from yourself little by little, with an effort so attentive that no pain is felt, to take away from yourself like one who gets free of her own skim, her own characteristics. Everything that characterizes me is just the way I am most easily viewed by others and end up being superficially recognizable to myself.” ― Clarice Lispector, The Passion According to G.H.
“But I will stretch my toes so that they touch the rail at the end of the bed; I will assure myself, touching the rail, of something hard. Now I cannot sink; cannot altogether fall through the thin sheet now. Now I spread my body on this frail mattress and hang suspended. I am above the earth now. I am no longer upright, to be knocked against and damaged. All is soft, and bending. Walls and cupboards whiten and bend their yellow squares on top of which a pale glass gleams. Out of me now my mind can pour.” ― Virginia Woolf, The Waves
Ok but real talk here, big, important question for everyone:
Why do you like but not reblog?
It feels like the bare minimum in fandom to reblog stuff you like. It’s the easiest way to support artists/writers and guarantee they do more of that same kind of thing.
I thought of some reasons people might not want to reblog and I’m going to debunk them:
Reblog = repost and reposts are evil!!!
Reblogs are different than reposts. As long as the original post came from the artist, the artist gets the credit for it and that’s what they want. REPOSTS are when you find a piece of art you like, save it to your computer, and later make your own post with it, and that’s not cool
Reblogging is too much effort!!
It really, really isn’t. On mobile? Press and hold the reblog button. The post has now been reblogged. On desktop? Hold the alt key and then click the reblog button. Off it goes, letting more people enjoy the beauty of the post you just enjoyed yourself!
I don’t want to tag things though
So then...don’t? Just reblog it with no tags. You want to tag it later, you can. You never want to tag things? Cool, neither do I most times!
I DO want to tag things but I feel like I’m bothering people
I guarantee you, 90% of the time, artists love tags. Even the keyboard smash tags. The ones they don’t love are the ones demanding more art/for the artist to do things in a specific way/to change the art to suit one specific viewer’s preferences.
If I reblog things a lot, it’ll annoy people!
If people are following you, it’s for your content. If it annoys them, they can unfollow you. That’s on them. If you mean it’ll annoy the ARTIST if you go in and reblog their whole art tag...wrong, false, no, definitely not, they might even make more art specifically for you if you do that. Especially if you tag with ‘I love this piece because...’ and then give a reason why you love it, that is the most encouraging thing.
Reblogging doesn’t fit my blog aesthetic.
Idk what to tell you here, you’re in control of your aesthetic. Make a side blog maybe, reblog there and leave your main ‘clean’. Or vice versa. No reblogs = a quickly dwindling supply of art that people are willing to post.
Reblogging is an important part of fandom/tumblr community in general. It encourages more people to make more content which means more things for you to do/see/read.
It’s part of the fandom ecosystem; we have content makers and we have content viewers. Without makers, we have no art. Without viewers, there’s no reason to post it online. If viewers are limited, people start reconsidering whether to bother posting their art online or just share it with their friends they know will give feedback.
Reblogs are how you contribute to the fandom. Try it.
NO I MEAN REBLOG THIS TOO
It is a heavy kind of Sunday morning when my mother shouts for me from the bathroom. I come running and catch my little toe on the banister. The paint is chipping away in little white snowflakes where my foot always manages to hit the wood. It still hurts every time. My mother is crouching on the tiles and looking up in awe. She’s hung a lemon-meringue yellow towel over the window to keep the heat out, and where the light filters through the threadbare patches, it bursts into fireworks of white-gold. The room is a haze of sunbeam spotlights and flecks of diamond-dust. “It’s uncanny,” she says, pointing to the particles whirling where her fingers move. What? “It’s like we’re surrounded by gold dust.” It is that simple. To choose to see something beautiful, where it seems there is nothing at all.
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“I’m not a hallucination,” Neil said, nonplussed.
“You are a pipe dream,” Andrew said.
“So we stood hand-in-hand, like two children, and there was peace in our hearts for all the dark things that surrounded us.”
— Sir Arthur Conan Doyle
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I think next thursday is gonna be the best day of my entire life tbh
reblog for next thursday to be the best day of your life
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why is there something so intimate about sleeping over at someone’s house and seeing them first thing in the morning in rumpled pajamas , mussed hair ..... stumbling around to get coffee and corn flakes ... like I’m exposed ur exposed what r we
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