#don’t blame me for whatever i say

[impulsivedecisionsat3am]

yoooo it’s my wife’s birthday!!! happy birthday to my wife

[turtleblogatlast]

Something I’ve been thinking about lately is that small moment in “Air Turtle” where immediately after the Daves lose yet another game, Leo says how sorry he is and how he’s doing his best as the mascot. This moment is so short but it’s honestly jam-packed with a whole heap of characterization.

His need to apologize for things clearly not his fault - especially when it feels like he messes up the job he was given despite doing the best he can (the phrase “it’s not about you” takes a new meaning when this is one of the lessons to be learned from that - that he is not always solely responsible for things going wrong), his need to save face and make a connection with an older adult man in his life (something he consistently does throughout the series - he’s got a few daddy issues, always collecting potential father figures, it’s no wonder he jumps at the bit to keep rapport), and the way he sounds and looks and the words he chooses really pushes how he is just a kid (“Mr. the Dunk, I’m so sorry”).

Like I know it’s a one off moment that doesn’t truly mean much, but when put against the rest of the series it works really well with the rest of Leo’s established character and helps in solidifying later concepts as well.

[dykedvonte]

Ulysses obsession with the Courier is a special type of sad to me cause the Courier’s part was so important but so unwitting. They had no idea what was in the package they delivered and neither did he. Neither had an idea of what it could’ve done and the Courier was only caring out their job (mind you the Courier could be killed via notes in the express contract if they don’t). To them it was just another regular delivery to the divide and one that they likely thought would help, just like all the ones before.

It’s so tragic for Ulysses to hold so much ire to the Courier when it really was the case of it could’ve been anyone. Anyone could have delivered that package but they did and so he focused the blame on them and it destroys what he is trying to instill in the courier on a fundamental level.

[myokk]

“She’s tolerable, but not handsome enough to tempt me”😤😤😤

(Regency AU with Eloise and Sebastian inspired by my slow trek through Bridgerton these days & @bassicallymaestra ‘s AMAZING regency inspired art😮‍💨😇🙏)

[tabithatwo]

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(this is a pls stop blaming juliette lewis for nat’s arc and death post <3)

[horsedisk]

There are good faith people who say things like “the meaning of the word ‘proship’ is so muddled” and “no one can decide what proship means” but I need the internet to understand the word proship has only ever meant pro(for) ship(shipping).

Like…“for shipping.” As in, “in favor of shipping.” As in, “let people ship whatever they like.”

Over time the definition of proship has expanded to “let people enjoy whatever fiction they like” which means the same thing.

How much more clear cut can you get?

The anti campaign to rebrand pro(for) as pro(problematic), or to equate “proship” to “people who ship illegal things” (???) and “people who ship incest and pedophilia” ≠ the term “proship” is “muddled” or that proshippers can’t make up our minds. It just means antis have shoveled around enough horseshit to irradiate the term. How many of these “no one can give you a consistent definition” people actually mean “I don’t want to use this term because it will mark me as a chronically online loser at best or a child predator at worst?” Like, please realize that’s not OUR fault as proshippers. Proshippers didn’t spread the misinformation. We weren’t the ones who turned a stance as normal as “let people ship whatever they like” or “let people enjoy whatever fiction they like” into a social death knell. You’re allowed to not use the term of course, but like. Can you please not kick the people who do use the term while we’re down? We’ve only ever wanted to play with our dolls and pay our taxes and mind our own business.

[ashpkat]

in my idealized version of the books (the Good timeline), jericho and constantine’s relationship is not the one aaron and calls relationship parallels — it’s constantine and joseph. in this essay i will *gets taken out by cassandra clare’s snipers*

[gr8ntaire]

who else up having their heart broken by the Prost documentary, btw,

[nonsensechemicals]

crying whenever i talk about Cookie9 because all my friends have these interesting and unique theories on them while i take everything too literally and they all just stare at me like “dude… uuugh we r TIRED” <-they dont actually say this they are very kind to me but i can Feel It

[booksandabeer]

Okay, so... Maestro

I know it’s the cool thing right now to shit on Bradley Cooper and his increasingly desperate attempts to win that damn Oscar, and at this point it feels a bit like kicking someone when they’re already down, but oh boy, he makes it so easy. Still, let me preface what I’m about to say by assuring everyone who might be inclined to think that this is just me piling on, that I truly, sincerely wanted to like this movie. It’s about Leonard Bernstein!!! Of course I wanted to like it!  

With that out of the way…if you already thought Bradley Cooper was a bit much in A Star Is Born, wait until you’ve seen him act at you for two hours in this never-truer-to-its-name vanity project in which producer Bradley Cooper produces director Bradley Cooper who directs leading man Bradley Cooper as he recites lines written by, you guessed it, screenwriter Bradley Cooper.

First of all, the movie looks gorgeous. It sounds wonderful. Everybody in the so-called “below the line” departments brought their absolute A-game to this. It’s a Vogue coffee table book come to life. And that is precisely where the problem lies: This is supposed to be a movie, but what it actually is is the epitome of style over substance. It is completely devoid of any meaningful insights into the man or the time or the culture it depicts. It’s not a movie about Leonard Bernstein, the artist. Which isn’t a problem per se—different approaches to biopics are perfectly valid. The real problem is that it’s not a movie about Leonard Bernstein, the man, either. It’s Bradley Cooper spending almost 100 million dollars cosplaying as The Great Artist—beloved by intellectuals and the common folk alike—that he so desperately wishes to be himself.

Cooper's performance is A LOT. From the many affectations to the sweaty mania that is constantly turned up to 11 to the extremely nasal intonation (that seems to come and go) to, yes, the stupid and entirely unnecessary prosthetic nose—he does The Most in every single scene. Now, you might say I’m biased by my recent love for Fellow Travelers, but still, what Matt Bomer—in a small part as Bernstein’s lover and collaborator David Oppenheim—does in one scene that shows him smiling through the pain of being casually cast aside by his lover, moved me more than (almost) anything Cooper does in the entire movie. They also share a moment later that is almost unbearable to watch because of the pain seeping out of these two men who are, due to a mix of self-denial and societal oppression, not allowed to (or allowing themselves to) live life as their true selves. Finally! Some real human emotion! That is the movie I want to see. And it is so telling that this moment of actual tangible humanity happens when Cooper finally calms down for five fucking seconds.

All that isn’t to say that there aren’t any scenes here that have true charm and flair; at times the movie even comes close to moments of true beauty and grace that could be poignant, even devastating in the best of ways—were they not ruined by some “eccentric” directorial choice, baffling camera placements, shots that either linger on forever or are abruptly cut short. I was practically waiting for him to turn to the camera and ask “see what I did there?” Yes, we see it. We see it in the fantastical dance sequences, the 40s noir inspired shots, the shift from black and white to color halfway through the movie, the classic 4:3 aspect ratio, and the many many many allusions that do not serve this story and these characters at all but make it very clear to the audience that Cooper has seen a lot of movies. He’s a student of Cinemah, didn't you know? Anyway, all of these things aren’t bad ideas in and of themselves, but he does not know how to edit himself (or his movie) and so it’s just all too much, all the time, and it goes on for way too long.  

Let’s talk briefly about the Felicia of it all. Briefly, because for all the noise that Cooper has made about this being a movie that is just as much about Bernstein’s wife and their love story as it is about the man himself, I could not tell you who this woman was any more than I could before I sat down to watch two hours of Carey Mulligan reacting to Bernstein’s genius. Mulligan tries her best but she’s really only allowed to play two modes: swooning with adoration or vibrating with repressed anger. That’s it. I have no idea who Felicia Montealegre was beyond her husband’s wife. What did she want her life and her career to be? Was she truly passionate about acting or was it just a fun hobby to pass the time? And what did she hope to get out of this marriage, which—the movie makes it very clear—she entered into with the full awareness that there were parts of her husband’s life and heart that would remain forever inaccessible to her? Who knows. I certainly don’t.

Despite all claims to the contrary, this movie, and therefore I must assume the man who made it, is deeply uninterested in actually exploring this woman’s inner life. There’s no small amount of sad irony to be found in the parallel of Felicia serving as a shield of respectability for Bernstein (not only as that, because I do not doubt that they loved each other, but it was certainly one of the reasons for why he married her) and Cooper using his supposed interest in her (and to a lesser extent his lead actress) all these years later as a kind of preemptive measure to ward off criticism that he’s only interested in the Male Genius.  

Finally. What’s actually worse than all of the above is that somehow Bradley Cooper managed to do the impossible: He made a movie about Leonard Bernstein that is both utterly exhausting and—the true cardinal sin—terribly boring.  

[teafiend]

[rosesradio]

writing about percy & sally’s relationship in the archive just…makes me so pissed when i think about show sally

[thechaotichorselord]

alright so i’ve lost 7 pounds, maybe 9, in 2 days

i am in a very depressed mood

i’ve just realized how limiting my household is based on people’s reactions

i feel lost

fun.

[stellewriites]

i think my love for masc titles over fem might come from major general olivier armstrong,, like when they all call her sir??

[weirdo09]

who needs kids to pick on them when you already have a built in bully?

[scarletsaphire]

I DO NOT TAG THINGS!

Since I’ve been writing more frequently, I’ve gotten a lot more followers and more people just reading my stuff, which is super cool! I’m happy that yall are enjoying the things I make. But with the influx I wanted to make something very clear.

THE ONLY THINGS I TAG ARE MY WRITING. EVERYTHING I REBLOG IS UNTAGGED.

If you follow me for a little while you will notice I reblog a lot, and its pretty much everything, completely unfiltered. So. If you are someone who is triggered by something, who gets easily disturbed or sqicked, or who just doesn’t want that on their dash. do not follow me. This isn’t any kind of judgement on you; for your own safety, you should not follow.

If you would still like to read the things I’ve written (And I would very much like you to!! I want people to be able to read my stuff, community is a huge part pf why I write.) you can find me on ao3 at scarletsaphire. All of my stuff is posted there, including ask games or requested prompts (which I am always accepting.)

Once again, this is in no way a DNI or a judgement. The way I use tumblr is just to reblog wildly and tag sparingly, and that can be harmful to some people. I want to be as upfront about that as possible, especially as more and more people are seeing my blog.