Ohhh Do I Deserve To Be?

Geralt of Rivia [ The Witcher : Wild Hunt ]

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hello random user of my screenshots,

I feel like it's not so hard to understand that instead of reposting things as your own, you reblog them, when I clearly see you doing so already from others and I specify that I do not want repost of them.

Sure, I do not own the copyrights to Johnny, but I put a lot of effort into taking the screenshots and editing them and this kind of reposting-without-asking behaviour is bad Internet etiquette.

Please stop this.

Johnny Silverhand

If I could impart any wisdom at all from 10 years of working in TV and Film, it would be that literally none of your faves are who you think they are. You don’t know a single celebrity beyond the facade and the performance they put out into the world. Even those candid interviews are crafted and designed to maintain a certain image for the benefit of their career. And none of this is to say that your fave is secretly a complete arsehole, but this weird obsession that so many people have with acting like they personally know and therefore love certain celebrities is incredibly weird to me, not to mention dangerous. So many people, particularly young people, have these bizarrely obsessive online presences dedicated around their favourite celebrities, where they spend hours and hours just tweeting about that person and getting into harassment campaigns on their behalf, and it’s like… your fave literally has no idea who you are. Your fave once sent someone a shitty email because they tried to charge £900 of room service to a production credit card and the production said no. Your fave once tried to make someone else pick up their dog’s shit and nearly set a hotel room on fire. Your fave once trashed their luxury penthouse apartment that they stayed in for free with dirty nappies and rusty nails and refused to pay to have it cleaned. Your fave is just a finite sack of meat, blood and bone. You really, really don’t need to idolise them. You love a persona, not a person, and exalting that just isn’t worth so much of your time and energy.

She’s the kind of person who finds peace in rainstorms, hears music in thunder, sings in harmony with howling wind. He’s the kind of person who uses lighting as his highlight and takes shattered bits of sky to sew into his security blanket. Together, maybe they could be called the perfect storm, but when they held hands she was more of a sunrise and he was more of a sunset. People are more than what they seem, and these two beings of chaos came together into tranquility.

noddingpeonies (via wnq-writers)

PLEASE DO NOT THINK FOR EVEN A SECOND THAT YOUR VOICE WILL NOT HAVE AN IMPACT THIS IS LITERALLY THE BARE MINIMUM

I'm sorry for putting this in the BLM and stop Asian hate tag but in the last few days posts tagged with "Palestine" have not been showing up.