Spider-Man: No Way Home
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Spider-Man: No Way Home
And there we are again when nobody had to know You kept me like a secret, but I kept you like an oath Sacred prayer and we’d swear To remember it all too well
All Too Well: The Short Film (2021) dir. Taylor Swift
“love is so short, forgetting is so long.” —pablo neruda
#my last two brain cells
You weren’t born to be king, Loki. You were born to cause pain and suffering and death.
LOKI LAUFEYSON SERIES DISNEY+
from the bookshelf: spinning silver by naomi novik
So the fairy silver brought you a monster of fire for a husband, and me a monster of ice. We should put them in a room together and let them make us both widows.
“i’m a twin. i had a brother. his name was pietro.”
The Doctor smiling - series 9
THE MANDALORIAN Chapter 16: The Rescue
Alright pal, it’s time to go… Don’t be afraid.
I will hold Clara’s hand, but that’s it.
fave books read in 2020 - the invisible life of addie larue by v.e. schwab
Because time is cruel to all, and crueler still to artists. Because visions weakens, and voices wither, and talent fades…. Because happiness is brief, and history is lasting, and in the end… everyone wants to be remembered.
I’m absolutely excited to finally show this illustration inspired by The Invisible Life of Addie LaRue, commissioned by V.E. Schwab as a bonus print with every ticket purchase for her upcoming virtual tour in October 2020! I usually take the time to deep dive into these pieces; to explain the symbolisms and inspirations and hidden meanings - but I approached this illustration as how one would approach cutting a movie trailer. To tease your curiosity with its emotions and capture your attention with its mystery, and hope that as you read it, the story behind this illustration begins to unfold with the book.
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I hope everyone reading it for the first time can really take the time to absorb it - it’s such a heavy-hearted, slow-burning, and wonderfully atmospheric book. Since I did not have an audiobook version (which I’m STOKED to re-experience when its released), I could only read a little bit at a time on my daily dog walks. But it gave me the time to sink into each segment, and feel a similar stretch of time as Addie was experiencing through her 300 years.
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Thank you so much, once again, to V.E Schwab and Tor Books for this wonderful opportunity! I’m excited for it to finally be released to you all, and super stoked to have been one of the many artists in these campaign events who contributed what I would consider a ‘review’ with our artwork. It’s something I’ve always thought would be improbable to review an ARC through art in lieu of written reviews.
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rtd meme >> scenes [7/8] The End of Time
You all right, mate? Yeah. Too much to drink? Something like that. Maybe it’s time you went home. Yeah. Anyway, Happy New Year! And you.
Four weeks of the swooniest, swellest romance New York City has ever seen. And then, kaput. Over and out. Off the air.
The truth was, he was enjoying their cooked-up romance a little too much. Whenever Evie looked at him from across whatever room they were working, he got a feeling in his stomach like they were sharing the most delicious secret. It was fun and exciting—the two of them against the world. He dreaded the countdown to the end of it all. Was it too much to hope that he could change her mind along the way?
With her smudged eyes and her dainty red Cupid’s bow lips, she reminded Sam of a sparkling party favor on the cusp of New Year’s. “Evie,” he said, taking gentle hold of her hand. “The party can’t go on forever.” Evie looked up at Sam, defiant but slightly pleading, too. Her voice was nearly a whisper. “Why not?” She pulled her hand free of Sam’s grasp, and he let her go, watching as she ran headlong toward the hedonistic throng.