#she's having a moment

[wearevillaneve]

In 2018, when Comer was 25, she took on Villanelle and discovered that there could be huge fulfilment in politically charged work. ‘I was blessed with Killing Eve. Playing someone who was so multi-faceted and complex really opened things up. Now, I always want to end a day of filming feeling invigorated. I want to feel proud.’

I remark to Comer on how unaffected she seems by the celebrity aspect of the job. ‘It’s probably a load of crap, but I don’t believe it changes people. It’s just a magnifying glass that almost feeds a monster,’ she says. ‘I love acting. I’ve had some amazing experiences. And, yes, these opportunities are huge and glossy, but they’re so far from the life that I live. Going to things for the sake of it and losing my anonymity – I really don’t enjoy that. In fact, it makes me incredibly anxious.’ --- Jodie Comer/Elle UK

[highlifeboat]

Uh anyway been thinking about Daniela going through a huge moment of dissociation to a point she thinks she's still human.

[oasivy]

stoner art girl era i guess

[deathinfeathers]

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[poorly-drawn-mdzs]

License to Kitty.

[inkskinned]

she's singing in another room and my dog is asleep at my feet. my grandma asked me why i haven't found a man yet and i laughed. oh, you know. i like my house clean.

my girlfriend is also my man is also "my partner" if i'm in a professional setting. yesterday we went to a ren faire and a man mimed at me - you're together? and at my delighted nod, his baffled, you're gay? made me laugh. a woman with rainbow hair said i love the two of you together. you're both so beautiful it's absurd.

my dad introduced my partner as my "..... friend. or whatever" the other day. he knows we're dating. in the same way, i was never able to get my sister's husband to stop saying that's gay like it's 2008. he still uses the word fa***t, and my sister's defense of him has always been well, he's just kidding.

my lover and i dance to old music in a tiny kitchen. we judge new music together and take food critique very seriously. we watch love is blind before we fall asleep and agree that if they had a queer season, it would be bloody but also make for excellent tv. of fucking course queer people would know someone for only 2 weeks and agree to get married. what are you saying.

at a bar with friends, a man puts his hand on my wrist. got a boyfriend? and yes, i do have a boyfriend, she's amazing. i am texting her while i wander around a gas station named after geese. i am visiting a swing state for a wedding. in the candy aisle i overhear: she's actually like a lesbian it's disgusting. two teenage girls with packaged sandwiches in their hands, giggling. no literally, like. i'm not, like. okay with her being there while we're all, like, naked and changing.

my girlfriend and i tailgate, drink gin and cider out of cups. from the frat group beside us, a man corrects himself with one of his friends: bro, i mean, nonbinary entity, and it makes everyone around him laugh, myself included. he razzes his friend the same way i would have killed for at 19 years old - like nothing happened, he continues: you apply sunscreen like an alien. he does a little sassy (and fairly accurate) dance interpretation of the motion. his friend is laughing so hard they're crying.

i am lucky, i live in a safe neighborhood in a safe state. my masc passenger princess comes up from DC. i drive her for an hour to where all the leaves are a violent arrangement of color. we walk along the trails, letting autumn into our blood. in this part of the state, there's a lot of pickup trucks and trump signs. when we chastely kiss before getting into the car, i accidentally make eye contact with a woman holding her child's wrist. she looks disgusted. she looks fucking pissed.

two hours later my girl and i are eating dinner on a patio, soaking in the last warmth of new england sun before the chill of winter sets in. we are giggling and trying to talk through plastic vampire teeth. at another table, i see a young woman sit up straighter. i watch her watch us. she blushes and takes her partner's hand from across the table. shy, like the taste of evening has just become something deeper.

it's worth it for this moment, i think. my lover is still humming the same song she's been singing for four days straight and i don't want to kill her for it. her guitar is beside my bed. her toothbrush is in my bathroom. in a few moments i will make us lunch. we are lucky enough to have found each other. it is lucky enough to be in love.

[ayo-edebiri]

[undercove-r]

📖

Crush?

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why

why her

why

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[puppyeared]

renaissance dogys

characters belong to @canisalbus

[instatera]

* @n1ghtwarden ! starter call

the days drug on and the longer they did so, the more isvir feels herself beginning to splinter. her moods varied from craving solace and keeping to her tent to settling amongst shared company and saying nothing at all, not altogether there. dark circles sit themselves beneath her eyes, most nights spent wide awake and unable to rest. to say she was unlike herself would be an understatement. the woman currently stands ankle deep in river water, the sun just beginning to rise over grassy foliage. she however, clad in merely a nightgown, stands in gentle morning light which dowses her in an orange and yellow aura as she wades through shallow pools, mindless. limbs are heavy with exhaustion, and she follows the same path each time - across the river till she reaches about knee high water and back again. pacing back and forth almost hypnotically, isvir startles when she misplaces a foot and plummets, knees landing in mud and rock, causing her to curse quietly. still, she remains where she had fallen only for distracted stare to land on nearby path when she hears the rustling of grass and gravel. " hello? " she croaks out, blinking weary eyes and hoping her only company is a few stray bugs, if she's lucky.

[wearevillaneve]

It’s a good time to be a Jodie Comer fan. While the beloved Liverpudlian has been away from our screens for a little while – in the meantime hovering up awards for her astonishing performance in one-woman stage play Prima Facie – she’s back in a big way.

As well as appearing in Jeff Nichols’ upcoming biker drama The Bikeriders, Comer is front and centre in survival drama The End We Start From – playing a mother forced to flee London with her young baby in tow once an ecological crisis unfolds in the capital. As well as starring in the lead role, Comer is a producer on this one, adapted from Alice Birch’s acclaimed novel, and directed by Mahalia Belo (behind the BBC’s The Long Song miniseries).

[chloesimaginationthings]

Abby and Into the pit Oswald have similar “friends”..

[artkaninchenbau]

People keep on asking for more Baby Robin and Papadile so here is more Baby Robin and Papadile. Now never ask anything from me ever again

[bet-on-me-13]

Vampire Misunderstanding

So! Danny got adopted by Bruce Wayne, but he doesn't know that Bruce is the Batman. He is just supernaturally oblivious to all things Batman related going on in the House.

But he does notice that Bruce leaves home a lot at night, that he doesn't like to go out in the day and often has his parties at night, and once or twice he's caught Bruce with a bit if blood still splattered on his cheek.

So he comes to the only plausible conclusion. Bruce is a Vampire.

He starts trying to hint at the fact that he knows, but doesn't want to just go out and say it. What if Bruce reacts negatively to him knowing? He's dealt with enough Supernatural Beings to know that they don't like other people (and especially other supernatural beings) intruding on their lives.

So Danny decided to subtly hint at it.

He started asking questions like "So hypothetically, how would you deal with having a Garlic Allergy in Gotham?" Or "So if you had very sensitive skin that could sunburn extremely easily, how much cloud cover would you need to go outside?" And "So what's your opinion on a High-Iron Diet?"

Basically just tossing out questions and trying to Guage Bruce's reaction.

He thinks he's doing a good job!

...

Bruce is certain that he has adopted a Vampire.

Danny is a good kid, but he has a few oddities that are hard to ignore.

For one, his skin is constantly Ice Cold, but he never seens to be bothered by it. As if he was an Undead that didn't require Body Heat anymore.

He also seems to like Hanging out in the Graveyard outside, and when asked about it he says that he is comforted by the place. Just like the Vampires he has met in the past, who feel comfortable when surrounded by Death.

And of course the biggest reason for suspicion is the fact that Danny seems to be hinting at it to him.

He keeps asking stuff like "How would you deal with a Garlic Allergy in Gotham?", probably trying to hint that he is a Vampire who can't eat Garlic, or asking about easy to sunburn skin, saying that he is probably not a Daywalker.

Bruce hopes Danny will just come clean about it soon, he doesn't want to intrude upon the kid when he is so obviously nervous about how he will react.

[autobahnmp3]

also sent her the dreamcatcher abracadabra relay dance

[araneapeixes]

the girls are......fighting..?