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Me at the beginning of the game, waiting inside my dirt house, stranded on snowy mountains because it turned into night way too fast and now im preparing myself to freeze to death once i get out

i always forget how much of a hell getting up in the morning during the cold months is until im trying to get dressed taking frost damage like ough augh ugha oagh uagh

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Pier Paolo Pasolini punches a young fascist in front of cinema Quattro Fontane in Rome, 1962

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it's too late. i've already depicted you as the buffoonish juror 3 and myself as the unbothered and collected juror 12. it's over.

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Oooh, this might be one of my most favorite movie things to debate - how to theoretically classify the genre of horror. You probably won’t find two people with the same exact criteria, it’s like a damn cursed hellhole for a theoretician, because you literally cannot exactly define it

I think it might be the best example of a theoretical problem of genre - who defines a genre? Film makers? Production? The viewers? Who?

If you are deciding the quality of a horror movie based on “did I get very scared” that is a complete you problem. Horror covers many feelings and shrinking the entire genre to one emotion is so reductive.

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when I was in the hospital I had the tv on in my room to sleep to and christmas movies were on and they played Elf twice in a row so for a good half of the night I was drifting in and out of consciousness like this

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Found out that Naoki Urasawa also makes music??

Now I’m imagining the dude sitting down, creating one of the darkest and most disturbing stories I’ve ever read with a fucking harmonica in his mouth.

Im putting this on the ceiling above my bed

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Not me googling “how does connection feel like” for funsies (who am i kidding lol) on youtube and the second video it shown was “6 signs of emotional hunger”

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Whenever I read some fanfic and gather the lore of the story, especially when it’s a modern AU or a slice-of-life thingie, I always wonder where do people source these ideas from. I mean the little things, that one particular flashback to you sitting with your loved one on a porch of an old summerhouse, watching the new years firework, reflected in the lake bellow.

You know, we’re most probably experiencing very candid, most private and intimate moments of the writers life.

All those little rituals of making coffee in the morning of that one character, the room the story takes place in, those few kind words uttered by a complete stranger to the protagonist, all these little things are tiny fragments of the writers life.

Which once more brings me back to beauty of fanfictions - not only is it a never-ending proof of human creativity and love for literature, it’s also an archive of little human lives, where people’s memories are documented.

It’s so lovely it makes me want to cry.

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Actually cannot stop watching this

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It's one past midnight, I'm in Poland, supposed to have presentation ready by tomorrow morning, hate powerpoint, so I made it my mission to find the coolest pp (i had to) hacks and instead I found myself vibing to some obscure 80s bangers, got nothing done and now I'm plotting how to write a foolproof excuse of an email to prof so I don't have to do anything

i too, much like Masquerade, feel like falling apart because I've apparently lost my guardian angel

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Wait, you’re supposed to do that?

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Me and all the fics i have (n)ever written

Me to my draft: You are a oneshot.

The draft: Wrong. I am the pilot chapter of a multichapter fic that you do not have the bandwidth to take on, but will haunt your every waking thought anyway.

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ao3 in the last couple of days

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