#shall i continue

[tidesofsilence]

Countdown Update! 46 days to takeoff and “Critics” wrote reviews…

Let me start by explaining how a woman, who, I have never met and does not know that I exist. Oh wait, that is a running joke in my life! (My bio dad has no idea I'm alive.)

TO THE POINT!

Ruth Wilson did more than perform Marisa Coulter. She exorcised her. She took a character soaked in contradictions, love and cruelty, intellect and wrath, and made her a cathedral of pain and power. And in doing so, she catapulted a dream I hadn’t said aloud in twenty-one years straight into the daylight. (If you would like to see my Marisa Coulter character study click here)

She wrote my soul while it was on fire, not just burning politely like a scented candle, no. From the fallout of a man-child who cheated on me while pretending he was capable of love.

And now? My Irish-English-French-Scottish butt is going to London and Oxford.

I do not care what any newspaper print Gobbler (HDM reference IYKYK) said in their damp little column.

I do not care if the pacing is "glacial" or the lighting is "too conceptual" or if some sleep-deprived reviewer with a tight deadline got lost in metaphor and missed the miracle entirely. (I am going to stop checking my Google Alerts now.)

Because I’ve been counting down for 239 days. I crossed time zones and sanity to get my ticket. I woke up at 4 a.m. and refreshed that booking page like a woman possessed by Broadway banshees.

A “friend” of mine thinks I should refund my one-way ticket to spiritual combustion because someone named Gareth (not actually his name) thinks the set was "minimalist"? I’m sorry (I AM NOT), Gareth, I didn’t realize your soul was on the line.

And when she walks onstage and breathes like she means it, then I will have won. The critics can keep their tepid adjectives.

Anyway, carry on with your day!

*My Evidence*

[wow-its-me]

Loosing my shit

The worlds falling apart

What is life

(Just found out another “American actor” is British and has just been doing an okayish accent in every movie I’ve seen them in)

[is-that-another-soulmate-au]

Walking down the path from the beach house to the beach Zuko stretched his arms above his head. The morning air felt electrifying and damp, a storm was coming, though not the kind you'd expect. His footsteps halted when he heard the grunting of his long time friend Sokka coming from the beach right around the bend if the rock wall infront if him.

Peering around the corner he found the reason was the now much taller man doing some morning beach workout that seemed to have a strict one, two, three, turn, routine. Considering Sokka's need for pattern it wasn't surprising. The firelord leaned against the rock wall and watched the warrior work his muscles. The routine changed abruptly when he pulled out an extending spear from his hip holster and pointed it at Zuko who noticed the blindfold only in that moment.

"I can hear your breathing Zuko" he smirked while the words left his mouth.

Zuko snorted and moved closer "you're more built than I remember from your last visit." Pausing he took off Sokka's blindfold "when did you get here?"

(I know its short but should I continue this?

[hazzabeeforlou]

I haven't seen this long post yet

(I'm not an english speaker so I'm not sure if the 'I dare someone to' means please don't ask me about it, or please ask me about it so I can answer and talk)

Yes I did mean come talk to me haha ;) I wanted to VENT because I’m just so. Tired. Of people acting like this fandom is made up of a few “big Larries” with “thousands” of followers who all tow the party line. I am not like that. None of the people I follow are like that. If you’re gonna speak truth to power there needs to BE a power LOL, and if that “power” is ambiguous then it just causes speculation and hand wringing and the like. I have seen so so so so so many people/friends/blogs make these SAME talking points for YEARS. No one I follow (and I thought I followed the big ones?!? Do I? Who ARE the big Larries? Am I really in my own little bubble? Am I truly on the fringe of the fandom?!? SEE WHAT I MEAN) believes poor little H and L have no agency or say in their closets or haven’t ultimately settled on the arrangements they have in order to maintain a career in a homophobic industry. We’re perhaps jaded that it HAS to be this way, that when Elton came out people burned his records, that when Adam Lambert came out he lost the entire middle America AI fandom. Perhaps people WISH they could be “free,” but like, there is a distinction between believing some shady PTB control their freedom, and acknowledging that we wish the WORLD were different so that their authentic selves enabled them and all queer artists to have careers unhindered by shitty homophobic fans.

[ablumes]

Shoud I make the thirst gifsets like an actual thing I do? Lmao

[seminaked-mark-blackthorn]

Emma: Was that decision weighing on you?

Julian: Like an elephant threw a saddle on me, hopped on my back, and told me to giddyup.

Emma: That's a vivid picture.

[revolutionarykoolaid]

ya fave president, Obama, oversaw the deaths of hundreds, if not thousands of kids over the better part of a decade, but y’all wanna turn up about a post honoring winnie mandela? 🤔🤔🤔

**ya favorite pro-America/Pro-Brit/Pro-Aryan/Pro-Zionist/Pro-conservative blog stays stanning for governments guilty of murdering thousands of innocent children, and regularly jokes about a race war, but y’all wanna turn up about a post honoring winnie mandela? 🤔🤔🤔

***ya favorite “revolutionary” blogs wanna talk that talk about revolution by “any means necessary,” but can’t even be bothered to reblog a post honoring winnie mandela? 🤔🤔🤔

winnie mandela was far from perfect, but she was a leader molded for and by her times, facing extreme oppression from a violent and disgusting apartheid state. she made decisions i don’t advocate for, and caused some people unimaginable harm, but she fought SUCCESSFULLY for the dignity and liberation of her people. for that, i will continue to honor her without apology.

[whenemmafallsinlove]

other people: all taylor swift does is write songs with repetitive lyrics!!1!!111!

taylor swift: i still remember the look on your face lit through the darkness at 1:58 the words that you whispered for just us to know you told me you loved me so why did you go away? away? i do recall now the smell of the rain fresh on the pavement i ran off the plane that july 9th the beat of your heart it jumps through your shirt i can still feel your arms but now i’ll go sit on the floor wearing your clothes all that i know is i don’t know how to be something you miss. i never thought we’d have a last kiss. i never imagined we’d end like this. your name forever the name on my lips.