#it's all so good

[paris-writes]

I am of the firm belief that there is a Crane Wives song for every single emotion.

Are you in the mood for a song about being trapped in an abusive relationship where your partner keeps making you feel as if no one else loves you like they (Tell you) do?

Try Nobody, by the Crane Wives.

You need a song about how you've not taken the opportunities offered to you because you're so scared of what could happen, and you know you need to get up and try and go but there's always the "what if" holding you back?

How about Safe Ship, Harbored by the Crane Wives, or Keep You Safe, by the Crane Wives?

You need a song about how religion has helped create a narrative of men being superior to women and that you had to grow up protecting your own self from men, and now you're finally able to relax and watch the little girls grow up shielded and stronger for it but you still chose to leave the abusive men, the horrible men in your life and live "in the darkness" because it finally makes you feel safe?

Ribs, by the Crane Wives.

How about literally having NO HANDLE on your life and feeling utterly useless because it seems like everyone has it together but you literally have no idea what to do? And you feel as if you were cheated in your adult/elder life because you were told "It would just work it?"

Hard Sell, by the Crane Wives

A SONG ABOUT HOW ABUSIVE PEOPLE LEAVE A HUGE IMPACT ON YOUR LIFE AND YOU CAN'T GET RID OF THE SCARS THEY LEAVE????

Pretty Little Things, by the Crane Wives

A SONG ABOUT BEING LEFT BEHIND CONSTANTLY AND TRYING TO BE MORE LIKEABLE BUT STILL BEING SO FUCKING LONELY ALL THE FUCKING TIME?????

Here I Am, by the Crane Wives

A SONG ABOUT HOW CAPITALISM IS LITERALLY DESTROYING OUR LIVES????

The Hand That Feeds, by the Crane Wives

So anyways I just think the Crane Wives are neat. There are SO MANY songs from them there's a reason they're my number one on Spotify.

[hoarding-stories]

Absolutely love the moral quandries and character moments this ep, we're really getting a showcase on how all three of the party sees things.

Cuz like we as the audience have an expectation of heroism for the party! We're presented with something that is morally not-great and the knee-jerk reaction (for me at least) is wanting the trio to fix it. But that's where things get complicated because every one of them has a different block or reason keeping them from it

Suvi is of the Citadel, going against an endeavor to help the war she's been taught about and seen the impacts of her whole life doesn't come naturally. Does she like it? Probably not! But like she said in the episode, it's a bit bigger than them & really if these powerful beings can't get themselves out of their problems that's their fault, justification is her weapon of choice. Suvi and her friends have their objective and that is more important.

Ame's issue has to do with support. She wants to help, wants to see Naram set free and Orima pacified for the good of the town and nature but. She is one person. One person who wants to do it all. Pacify Suvi, support Eursulon, get wavebreaker, dispel the curse, do this monumental task, all in one sweep. Probably feels like if she turns to take care of one thing the others will drop to the floor and shatter. Ame has been taught to protect the natural order but it is all so big, and she is definitely not used to standing by. But taking this big of an action is just as daunting.

Eursulon is wholly based in pain. He said it himself, this is problem, as awful as it is, is not worth endangering the first happiness he's had during his journey in years. It's a selfishness but an understandable one. He has only just gotten his friends back. It'd be a terrible blow to lose it all again.

(And I am terribly glad for the Fox, sometimes a shit stirrer is needed to incite change)

[dreadark]

i feel like everyone must have seen this already but it's so good

the way this person decided on the line distribution somehow adds so much considering all their characters and what happens...

[mizgnomer]

David Tennant and Michael Sheen - excerpt from Staged 2 (David has a taxi to catch but Michael wants to discuss books) - as seen in the "Unseen Staged" outtakes paired with Staged 3

I have to leave... I have to leave...

[nastr0nd]

[wallissa]

I love going through my brank drafts. Whatever I was on whenever I wrote these, it was SO good. It just gets me. I love these two and I love writing for them. The dynamic. The dialogue. It's so. AUGH!

[dirtfacedgospel]

is it too early to post a winter/christmas plotting call?

[tommykinard217]

if you're playing mind blind, do you want to share anything about your button?? 👀👀 i'm very curious (only if you want to! no pressure!)

Oooh yes!! His name is Elliot, he's short and in this current playthrough, absolutely besotted with Grayson (tho I'm gonna romance Kent next). He's very much the fake it till you make it type with his confidence but he does actually believe in himself (he also has a bit of a guilt complex but he tries to not let it show).

He's super close to everyone in the family and doesn't blame his mom for what happened. He also doesn't let his Zero bother him or define him all that much. It is what it is, and for the most part, it doesn't overly affect his life (sure that ment cashier now knows way more about him than he'd like, but it's not like it's either of their faults).

Sure, with three attempts (of varying intention) of highjacking his mind, he has every right to be wary but it's no different than assuming the average person would be willing to mug him on the street.

He's an avid reader, and a bit of a giant nerd, but he's also a charmer. He likes talking to people, and if he's able to figure out how they think without....actually hearing them think, that's even better.

He tends to be confident in most situations but romantic ones? He's a fumbling dork, but an endearing one (he hopes, he really hopes).

Oh, he's the #1 Sally/Nick shipper. He WILL get them together! (He just has to make sure he gets Nick back in one piece first...)

Uhhh that's all I can think of but hey if you have specific things you wanna know about him, feel free to ask!!

[probablyday]

TWO ONE MORE DAYS to back!

A gorgeous comics anthology about the choices that defined our homes, and the wild fantasy cities that could have been!

I'm proud of the story I wrote, but that's not all! Help make this book happen, and get yourself all this!

[waitineedaname]

been listening to a lot of ghibli soundtracks lately and tbh i think the boy and the heron might have the best all around soundtrack simply by virtue of having the most songs that give me chills

[doitsushine92]

i wish every person involved in the making of the yellowjackets intro a very hope your pillows are cold on both sides forever and ever

[warrenwaskilledbyadeer]

GOSH I FUCKING LOVE AMNESIA

[lollitree]

The Scarlet/Violet soundtrack is stuck in my head and it wont leave

[smolgreybunny]

4 and 44 for your wrapped?

4. Let the Ground Rest by Chris Renzema

These flowers only grow once they've tasted rain

44. Son of God by Chris Renzema

Darkness must retreat, for the Son of God, He walks among us

[3liza]

https://nationalpost.com/news/canada/theyre-not-human-how-19th-century-inuit-coped-with-a-real-life-invasion-of-the-walking-dead

Indigenous groups across the Americas had all encountered Europeans differently. But where other coastal groups such as the Haida or the Mi’kmaq had met white men who were well-fed and well-dressed, the Inuit frequently encountered their future colonizers as small parties on the edge of death.

“I’m sure it terrified people,” said Eber, 91, speaking to the National Post by phone from her Toronto home.

And it’s why, as many as six generations after the events of the Franklin Expedition, Eber was meeting Inuit still raised on stories of the two giant ships that came to the Arctic and discharged columns of death onto the ice.

Inuit nomads had come across streams of men that “didn’t seem to be right.” Maddened by scurvy, botulism or desperation, they were raving in a language the Inuit couldn’t understand. In one case, hunters came across two Franklin Expedition survivors who had been sleeping for days in the hollowed-out corpses of seals.

“They were unrecognizable they were so dirty,” Lena Kingmiatook, a resident of Taloyoak, told Eber.

Mark Tootiak, a stepson of Nicholas Qayutinuaq, related a story to Eber of a group of Inuit who had an early encounter with a small and “hairy” group of Franklin Expedition men evacuating south.

“Later … these Inuit heard that people had seen more white people, a lot more white people, dying,” he said. “They were seen carrying human meat.”

Even Eber’s translator, the late Tommy Anguttitauruq, recounted a goose hunting trip in which he had stumbled upon a Franklin Expedition skeleton still carrying a clay pipe.

By 1850, coves and beaches around King William Island were littered with the disturbing remnants of their advance: Scraps of clothing and camps still littered with their dead occupants. Decades later, researchers would confirm the Inuit accounts of cannibalism when they found bleached human bones with their flesh hacked clean.

“I’ve never in all my life seen any kind of spirit — I’ve heard the sounds they make, but I’ve never seen them with my own eyes,” said the old man who had gone out to investigate the Franklin survivors who had straggled into his camp that day on King William Island.

The figures’ skin was cold but it was not “cold as a fish,” concluded the man. Therefore, he reasoned, they were probably alive.

“They were beings but not Inuit,” he said, according to the account by shaman Nicholas Qayutinuaq.

The figures were too weak to be dangerous, so Inuit women tried to comfort the strangers by inviting them into their igloo.

But close contact only increased their alienness: The men were timid, untalkative and — despite their obvious starvation — they refused to eat.

The men spit out pieces of cooked seal offered to them. They rejected offers of soup. They grabbed jealous hold of their belongings when the Inuit offered to trade.

When the Inuit men returned to the camp from their hunt, they constructed an igloo for the strangers, built them a fire and even outfitted the shelter with three whole seals.

Then, after the white men had gone to sleep, the Inuit quickly packed up their belongings and fled by moonlight.

Whether the pale-skinned visitors were qallunaat or “Indians” — the group determined that staying too long around these “strange people” with iron knives could get them all killed.

“That night they got all their belongings together and took off towards the southwest,” Qayutinuaq told Dorothy Eber.

But the true horror of the encounter wouldn’t be revealed until several months later.

The Inuit had left in such a hurry that they had abandoned several belongings. When a small party went back to the camp to retrieve them, they found an igloo filled with corpses.

The seals were untouched. Instead, the men had eaten each other.

[riacte]

not romantic not platonic but a secret third thing [what would happen between earth and the moon if the earth stopped spinning as illustrated by xkcd randall munroe]