#monologue of all time

[funsizedshark]

I'm not the Devil. You were wrong about that. But I can give you Death.

[oldwitchsleep]

what rage you must feel as you choke on your sorrow the first time i laid eyes on you your beautiful face i saw that sorrow i did not know how it got there or why it was so voluminous i can take away that sorrow louis i can give you that death you begged your feeble blind degenerate nonexistent god for but i can do it joyfully i can swap this life of shame swap it out for a dark gift and a power you can't begin to imagine you just have to ask me for it you just have to nod your beautiful head and say yes i love you louis you are loved i send my love to you and you send it back round to me and this circle this home we've barely had a glimpse of know it frightens me as much as it does you be my companion louis be all the beautiful things you are and be them without apology for all eternity

[musicalgifs]

when constance blackwood said i lost my virginity to a carnie in a porta potty before i died. like three hours before. it was kinda porno. he was ancient, like 32. he had this tattoo on his forearm: it was of two skeletons having sex. it said ‘born to bone’ on the bottom. i fake laughed when he said that because you should always laugh at guy’s jokes or they’ll think you’re a cow. my mom and dad owned the blackwood cafe in town. it's been in our family since like, forever. the blackwoods have been feeding uranium city since they opened the mines. my family had pride when it came to that. until i went to high school, where having pride about our town was only like, the lamest thing you could think to believe. after a while i started feeling kinda crummy about stuff, like ashamed? at the cafe i would catch myself looking at my mom and thinking, ‘what a loser. a stupid dead end loser in a stupid dead end town’. my parents were good people. and all i could do was think horrible things about them. i really wish i’d never thought those things. but i got so angry that i was born in the only family in uranium that raised their kid to think it was okay to do your working, living, and dying there and it… it got all kinds of poison after that. anyway, my virginity. i just wanted to get it out of the way. i just wanted to do it so i didn’t have to think about doing it anymore.... no. actually, i just wanted to lose it. in the worst horrible possible way. constance the lifer lost it to a carnie in a crap box in a crappy town. why, of course she did! and then... i rode the cyclone with the other kids in the choir, and that’s when the accident happened. we were at the top of the loop when the roller coaster made this kind of screaming metal sound. sparks were shooting all over the place and then the screaming and the sparks just stopped. and there was like this… weightlessness. my heart jumped a gazillion beats a second but i didn’t scream like the other kids, no. i was just soaking it all in. ‘cause on a certain level it was so rad! and it was like something unlocked in me. my heart welled up with all this love for everything. images and all this feeling flooded into me like… like climbing back into my bed in the morning and feeling the warmth left over from my body. hanging upside down from the monkey bars until my head starts to tingle. smelling jiffy markers. putting glue on my fingers and chewing it off, listening to music and dancing around my room before going out to a party and pretending like i'm going to have the perfect time! finishing an essay, undoing a knot, pizza night, halloween, watching my baby brother dance naked to abba! being in the choir at the height of the hallelujah chorus and feeling all of the voices rattle my bones. i started laughing like a crazy person, giddy with endorphins. all dancing leprechauns, and rainbows and unicorns, streams of chocolate, whirling rides, flashing lights! there's no shame in loving my small town. the only good things that happened to me happened in uranium. it took a horrible accident for me to realize how goddamn wonderful everything is.

[priestfrommidnightmass]

sooooooo basically we’re the first generation that gets to live twice. our existences are simultaneously experienced and curated. presented. packaged. polished for our own protection. digital fortresses made of bits, bytes, and pixels. walls made of zeroes and ones. grayson referred to these digital walls as masks, and he created the turd burglar to prove that behind them, we’re all full of shit. it would be easy to dismiss his messages as the ramblings of a mad man, if there wasn’t so much truth to them. we all do create versions of ourselves to appear to be the curators of our own stories. to appear to be in the drivers seat of our own lives. (we are the worst generation. we’re all full of shit. you all pretend to lead these perfect, happy lives when you know, you’re just as lonely as me. you’re fucking fake. you’re fucking plastic.) but pretending… doesn’t make us plastic. imagination is what makes us human. it allows us to be figure out which version of ourselves fits best. we’re not the worst generation. we’re just the most exposed. we’re living in a constant state of feedback and judgement. so maybe the masks are a tool to survive the time. maybe they provide a thin layer of protection. a place to grow, discover, reinvent. the important part is having people who know you without the mask. and being happy with who you are beneath it.

[vahanians]

you know what? back in glottage we didn’t have to put up with this shit. DAY after DAY the vast majority of people GOTOWORK. they SAY their prayers. they get THROUGH the DAY intact. reality stays within the usual permitted confines! and OUT HERE in the…COUNTRYSIDE (derogatory), TOWNS flood. and dirt patches EAT you. and PEOPLE. turn into FUCKING SHRIMP! keep your gods on a LEASH. it shouldn’t be this hard should it?!

[joejhang]

tsc was such a cultural reset bc for so long all we had was neil's (unreliable) narration and some small snippets from the extra content for povs. neil's narrator bias is actually insane and as much as i love him i'm so fucking glad we have jean and jeremy's povs they were so fucking refreshing and not just EXY EXY EXY EXY andrew's eyes andrew's hair EXY EXY EXY EXY EXY EXY homoerotic monologue about kevin day EXY EXY EXY EXY andrew minyard EXY EXY EXY

[betaphannie]

[hardrockshrimp]

Top Bruce moment for me tbh

[aardvaark]

the leverage team would have had a games night… once. everyone cheated so much and in such increasingly extreme ways that all mentions of monopoly are banned in their headquarters (this makes talking about marks who monopolize the market very confusing)

[shinelikethunder]

You asked me to teach you chess, and I've done that. It's a useful mental exercise. Through the years, many thinkers have been fascinated by it. But I don't enjoy playing. Do you know why not?

Because it was a game that was born during a brutal age when life counted for little and everyone believed that some people were worth more than others. Kings and pawns.

I don't think that anyone is worth more than anyone else. I don't envy you the decisions you're going to have to make. And one day I'll be gone, and you'll have no one to talk to. But if you remember nothing else, please remember this:

Chess is just a game. Real people aren't pieces. You can't assign more value to some of them than to others. Not to me. Not to anyone. People are not a thing that you can sacrifice.

The lesson is: Anyone who looks on the world as if it were a game of chess deserves to lose.

— Harold Finch, not knowing how to explain to his AI offspring that it should care about people (but doing his best), Person of Interest 4x11 “If-Then-Else”

[dacuslucy]

mutuals putting your name in the tags of a post and hoping it reaches your dash is the equivalent to people putting messages in bottles and sending them into the ocean

[poorly-drawn-mdzs]

Gaslighter? I hardly know her!

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[ooctlt]

Based on the Never Have I Ever asks, Corona, you didn't invite Judith to this party???

cameo rundown: judith doesnt like parties. marta however, does a good kegstand when persuaded. silas was not invited. butter/wilson has retreated to take a nap. you, the readers, have officially met pash - but noone particularly wants to hang out with her, and she is not easy to find again. hope you all enjoyed these boats crossing in the night

part 1 | 2 | 3 | 4 | 5 | 6 | 7 | 8 | 9 | 10 |

[the-inner-musings-of-a-worm]

be honest who out of kevin, neil and andrew would guest star on SNL and how well would they do?

[bumfuzzled-bee]

Frens !!

[thekeytothenorth]

super funny that basically the only two characters in the whole series who defend jaime against his bad reputation are brienne… and robert baratheon

brienne viii AFFC

brienne viii AFFC

eddard ii AGOT

eddard ii AGOT