I love fandoms. I love seeing fanarts for character's birthdays, I love going at con and seeing people dressed up how they love, I love the way people unite through fanfictions, I love shipping characters, I love inside jokes, I love edits and animatics, I love headcannons, I love ten page long character analysis and theories, I love fan playlists, I love content creators on Tumblr. I love fandoms.
how am i supposed to go to work when im literally thinking about The Character
It physically hurts me to block so many beautiful women but they are lying to me.
i love the serpent snails so much theyre so cutes
You take the moon and you take the sun
I must sleep. Sleep is the mind-healer. Sleep is the big-life that brings total ability to fucking do anything. I will face my bed. I will permit the blankie to pass over me and snores to pass through me. And when sleep has gone past I will turn the outer eye to greet the new morning. When the sleep has gone there will be everything. Energy and will to live will remain.
Leftists who are committed to the idea that the PRC can meaningfully be called a socialist nation are the intellectual equivalent of someone who has been forced to take a poison pill their entire life and finally decided to solve the problem by switching the pharmacy they get the pill from.
Just started a new book where the regency gentleman doesn't employ a valet, and it made a big deal of how he likes to dress himself. But all I could think about was who is looking after those clothes? It mentions sending to the village seamstress for mending, but is he ironing them himself? Brushing the coats and blacking the boots?
Baffling! I guess a footman would have to do it without having the prestige/ pay of a valet? I know the author is like “lol at this independent man he’s so progressive” but within the context of his society I feel like all his peers, servants, and neighbors would think him cheap and stingy.
no matter how you examine a bar of chocolate, there's no indication of the exploitation that went into creating it — not an atom that screams "I came into being through slavery!" and yet, the social relations of slavery and unequal exchange are facts of its existence. in the capitalist world, we're presented with an endless series of commodities, while the social relationships behind their production and distribution are hidden from us. when people understand the misery that others are forced into in order to shave $0.5 off the production costs of every t-shirt, sofa, or TV they purchase, they often feel rage at the capitalist system. that's why we must continually expose such things. don't let them be hidden from view
😈 You are not bound by the Hays code.
😈 You are allowed to have evil characters who are not punished by the narrative by the end of the story.
😈 You are allowed to have evil characters who win.
😈 You are allowed to have evil characters who make evil look fun and cool.
😈 You are allowed to make your fun, cool evil character the protagonist.
😈 You are allowed to glorify, romanticize and eroticize evil characters and villainous acts.
😈 You are not obligated to teach your audience a moral lesson.