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we're not kids anymore.
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Artists Pay Homage to the Legendary Carrie Fisher
the best part of waking up…?
It’s a bit like turning into a werewolf, I think. I want to keep it from happening — I can think, don’t do this, this is really bad, don’t do this — doesn’t matter. It is so far beyond my control. I can feel it happening, something physical, something to me, something within me, something giving way. The rage is hot and red — no wonder I want to pour all the blood out of me.
I always think, it’s not my fault the moon is full.
James Patrick March. favorite character of the season 👌🏻
Evan Peter’s character is already relatable, anxiety, wanting to live alone in the woods with all my artwork, gay af……
Honestly I relate to Edward Mott too much. He literally was just like “ PLEASE DON’T DIE IN MY HOUSE I DON’T LIKE PEOPLE AND I DON’T WANT YOU HERE”
No Venonat that’s not your color…
LET’EM WEAR IT!
That is adorable!
Dbidndkdg I’ll buy it for him.
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When I first heard of Anton’s death, I was overwhelmed by sadness. There are no words to describe the tragedy of someone so bright, talented, and lovely dying at such a young age. However, when the shock had somewhat abated, I ended up feeling confused - and even guilty.
The reason is that while grieving for the loss of the amazing person Anton clearly was, I was also mourning for the loss of Chekov, and for the fact that Star Trek and its fandom had turned from a source of enjoyment into one of infinite sadness. Watching Star Trek, logging onto tumblr and finding pretty gifsets, getting excited with my friends about Beyond - these were some of my go-to things to do when feeling depressed and in need of distraction. Now that I need comfort more than ever, I can’t turn to them, because they are too closely associated Anton, whose passing is the reason I’m sad.
However, I’ve come to the realisation that mourning for these things as well as for Anton isn’t something I should feel guilty about. In fact, it’s an indication of how profoundly Anton’s talent touched my life, and to what an extent I associate his work with happiness and comfort. It’s not wrong or selfish to feel sad about my ‘happy place’ becoming a source of grief - it’s perfectly normal.
Regardless of whether you’re grieving by engaging with Star Trek and its fandom or by avoiding it, please don’t let guilt enter into the equation. While Star Trek will forever be marked by Anton’s passing, things will get better. As long as we’re here for each other, and continue to honour and celebrate Anton’s work, Star trek and its fandom will eventually become a source of happiness again. Anton was a truly amazing person, and however you are dealing with this terrible loss, know that there’s no ‘wrong’ way to do it - and that while things are difficult right now, we will all be okay.
#RIPAntonYelchin
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I still can’t stop crying about Anton Yelchin. I never met him, but he made such a huge impact on my life. I met so many people BECAUSE of him. I had experiences I never would have if he hadn’t been the actor and person he was. The emotions I experienced from his roles in movies. I am just really torn up about this, and I don’t think I’ll ever get over it. I don’t think many would understand, but I know a lot of people on here just might. I’ll be fine one minute, then I’ll see something or remember something and the tears will start to try and flow again. I wish this was all a bad dream.
A HUGE ASS F*CKING HUG TO ALL OF STAR TREK. IT'S OKAY TO BE UPSET.
Seriously. Don’t suffer alone. Don’t log off and ignore. Don’t sit in your room and cry by yourself. Don’t hold your breath. Don’t hold back. Don’t think that you shouldn’t be upset because you didn’t know him personally. Don’t be ashamed to call him Chekov instead of Anton. Don’t feel like you need to be strong.
Cry. Scream. Yell. Get on tumblr or Twitter or Facebook and talk to someone, anyone, everyone. Misery loves company and I don’t want to be alone so come talk to me. It’s terrible and sad and you are among friends. So be sad and be angry and maybe, if you’re into it, send up a prayer. It’s okay.
You’re okay. Take a breath. It doesn’t feel like it now (because right now it fucking sucks) but everything will be okay.
I love you, Trekkie.
“Wait a minute, kid, how old are you?”
“Seventeen, sir.”
- Russian whizkid, what’s your name? Chanko? Cherpov?
- Ensign Chekov, Pavel Andreievich, sir.
RIP Anton Yelchin (1989-2016).
Anton Yelchin (March 11, 1989 - June 19, 2016)
Live long and prosper.