sometimes I just feel so joyful & cozy when it is 4pm & getting dark & the rain is making noises against my window. time to go put on a soft sweater & make a hot water bottle & put on one of those Cafe With Fireplace jazz YouTube vids to read to!! honestly my favourite state of being. can't top it. except maybe with mulled wine.
anyways morel of the story some of us are mushroom people & should never ever live in California or anywhere else without proper annual night-length shifts lest we Wilt
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Sometimes I think there are certain parts of Wolf 359 that feel so familiar to me that I almost forget what they are like the first time round.
Like, I've just been thinking about how in the finale, after Minkowski gets shot, we don't hear any noise from her all through Cutter's gloating speech. We hear her gasp as the bullet hits and the show immediately cuts away to a different scene. Then when we rejoin the confrontation with Cutter, we don't hear Minkowski make any noise - not even a groan of pain or a laboured breath - for over a minute. And because it's an audio drama, this means that we don't have any direct indication of just how injured she is, of whether she's fully conscious, of whether she's even still alive. Lovelace's reactions can't tell us much while she's struggling against Cutter's control. And I wouldn't put it past Cutter to gloat to someone unconscious.
The first noise we do hear Minkowski make after being shot in the stomach - the first proof we have that she's still with us - is her gathering her strength and declaring "Renée Minkowski... and that is more than enough to kick your ass!", before punching Cutter. Which is always an incredibly powerful moment. But there's a particular power to it when it also serves as the reveal that Minkowski is still conscious and able to put up resistance. The moment when she asserts her ownership of her own identity feels almost like a moment of rising from the potentially-dead.
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I think it’s incredible that my mum went to a place called Dykehead when she was young.
That coupled with the fact she turned up to my uncle’s wedding in the 90s looking like she was part of a lesbian biker gang in lots of leather… Amazing.
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Cas and hunger and love and how he cannot differentiate except because when he was under Famine influence, the body prevailed (hunger as in food), but the confused mind/grace wanted reciprocation/concordance (hunger as in desire— him asking Dean whether he’s affected).
It’s not even dominance (‘you should show me some respect’ vs Godstiel who doesn’t seem to care for Dean on his knees). He’s infinite so it only stands to reason that he’d try to consume, but he’s not a leviathan. He feels hunger, but he won’t even try to bite.
He always seem so sorrowful until he makes it clear that he is a warrior, that he can destroy and kill — but then he’s playing along with the Winchesters.
He has seen most of history, the fish leaving the ocean, yet he’s been lobotomised again and again, which is almost comical. There is so much to him, and yet we see basically none of it. And it suffices. Because he’s trapped in a loop of rebellion and wisdom and forgetting. Until he isn’t. He’s infinity reduced to a singular point and that’s breaking my mind.
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I have a mighty need to hurl myself into a soundproofed facility of any kind and go nuts with making all kinds of weird noises and mortifying shrieks. Not because there's something wrong with me, but because as of lately i've been missing my old school singing lessons where i could just go YYYYYYYYYYYY to my full lungs capacity. Also because i have found a free online course for learning to sing with rock disortions and grit as well as dead metal growl lessong and i just need to go full on DOOOOOOOOOMMMMHHHUUUAAAAA!!!
Send help
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