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If you need me
I’ll be locked in my room reading Letterboxd reviews of the Netflix original movie “The Knight Before Christmas”.
I mean... these are literally just the ones that show up at the top
They’re all like this
It’s just one giant roast
And endless shit posting
If you need me
I’ll be locked in my room reading Letterboxd reviews of the Netflix original movie “The Knight Before Christmas”.
I mean... these are literally just the ones that show up at the top
They’re all like this
It’s just one giant roast
And endless shit posting
WOW.
That rabbit/hare post is messing me up. I’d thought they were synonyms. Their development and social behavior are all different. They can’t even interbreed. They don’t have the same number of chromosomes. Dogs, wolves, jackals, and coyotes can mate with each other and have fertile offspring but rabbits and hares cant even make infertile ones bc they just die in the womb. Wack.
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Found my cat.
no one:
Jane Austen heroes unexpectedly encountering the women they’re hopelessly in love with: ...is your family in good health?????
when i watched good omens, i didn’t expect to love tv crowley, and it fuckin blindsided me. all at once, i thought, oh gosh, damn, and fuck, roughly in that order, and here’s why.
where tv crowley and book crowley most significantly diverge is the bookshop fire. in the book, “Crowley cursed Aziraphale, and the ineffable plan, and Above, and Below.” in the tv show, instead of cursing him, he calls out for him desperately before falling to the floor with a quiet “you’ve gone.” for book crowley, az is “Aziraphale. The Enemy, of course. But an enemy for six thousand years now, which made him a sort of friend.” for tv crowley, aziraphale is his “best friend.” naturally, in the bookshop fire, tv crowley is in fucking agony. this is not how book crowley reacts.
see, one of book crowley’s most basic traits is his optimism. “Because, underneath it all,” the book says, “Crowley was an optimist. If there was one rock-hard certainty that had sustained him through the bad times—he thought briefly of the fourteenth century—then it was utter surety that he would come out on top; that the universe would look after him.”
it’s a really beautiful passage. and i can’t relate to it at all.
after the fire, book crowley thinks he might “get completely and utterly pissed out of his mind while he waited for the world to end.” where book crowley only considers it, tv crowley actually does it. he does go to wait out the end of the world while drunk, and does give up, and he does break down, and he is not an optimist; he is a mess. that struck me. i’ve never seen a heroic character so blatantly need help before. but crowley gets help; he finds a friend and confesses how much aziraphale means to him; he gets back in the car and forges onward through the fire, even though he’s clearly Not Okay.
and there, on the flaming m25, book crowley and tv crowley diverge again. tv crowley is not an optimist; he’s not holding the bentley together with the hope that it’ll all work out. but he does it anyway. tv crowley doesn’t have optimism, but he has something that is, to me, even more important. in the show, “Crowley has something no other demons have, especially not Hastur: an imagination.”
an imagination. strangely enough, in the book, crowley admits to lacking it: “They’ve got what we lack. They’ve got imagination,” book crowley says. but tv crowley has that imagination, and that is what saves him–and that, to me, makes so much sense.
tv crowley is traumatised. when he fell, some part of him broke, and while he claims he “sauntered vaguely downwards,” he really took a “million-light-year freestyle dive into a pool of boiling sulphur,” and it hurt. tv crowley is hurt. and so am i.
i also give up. i also break down. i don’t, and can’t, ever believe that the universe is looking out for me–or for anyone. i am not an optimist. but you know what? i have imagination. i have friends. and if it came down to me to help save the world, that is exactly what i would rely on.
just some little pride and prejudice (2005) things i love
the sense of chaotic female energy in the Bennet household
the sound of tinkling piano music and bird song and giggling
when Jane tries to pull a ‘not all men’ on Lizzy but Lizzy is havin none of it and calls all men humourless poppycocks
Lizzy’s satisfied smirk as she STRIDES away after sending mr darcy 2 his grave with ‘even if one’s partner is barely tolerable’
Lizzy and Jane giggling under the covers 😭
Mrs Bennet discussing Mr Bennets imposing death over the breakfast table and nobody bats an eyelid except to be like ‘its 10am’ like this obviously happens A Lot
And then Mr Bennet and lizzy joke about Jane dying like why does this Regency era family have the humour of millennials
when Darcy is listing all the things an accomplished woman should have and he says ‘she should expand her mind with extensive reading’ or w.e and lizzy SNAPS that book shut so fast
the Mrs Bennet Pig Testicle Scene Nobody Talks About
the hand
after Mr Collins proposal when Mrs Bennet goes to Mr Bennet for help and he’s just like up a ladder ? And all he does up there is pick up a pot plant? I’m thoroughly convinced he just climbed that ladder to avoid the drama ((he failed))
the dramatic ZOOM when Darcy bursts into the room just to stand around, make one line of polite conversation, and then leave
m not going to comment abt the rain scene bc theres too much to unpack but THE RAIN SCENE
‘He’s so. he’s so… he’s so RICH’ i feel u girl
The dreamy shots of Pemberley + dreamy music music layered with Darcy’s housekeeper saying lovely things about him like you know Lizzy was falling in love with him right then and there even tho he wasn’t even in the room
All the ripped statues probably help
Shame that the scene where Darcy sees Lizzy at Pemberly for the first time will be forever ruined because all i can hear in my head is RUN
Turns up in the middle of the night, invites self in, insults the size of the garden….. an icon
The fact that the entire Bennet family listening in to private conversations at the door is a recurring theme
“i love… i love… i love you”
the last scene of Lizzy and her dad laughing and crying at how in love she is is the goodest purest scene and in This House we don’t speak of the american alternate ending
These tags! ❤ @ishqsa
Kahaan Hum Kahaan Tum | Episode 56 ↳ Rohit & Sonakshee
They actually stopped the plot in episode 3 to show us for thirty minutes how obsessed with each other Crowley and Aziraphale are that is an actual thing they did
My favorite thing is that Europe is spooky because it’s old and America is spooky because it’s big
domestication syndrome is one of the coolest findings from recent genetics
Ding!
Archangels Gabriel and Michael sat glowering at the nearby hovering screen. It was emitting chimes practically nonstop.
13:24:45: [Aziraphale] Moved one (1) plastic cup to trash bin. 13:24:47: [Aziraphale] Moved one (1) cigarette butt to trash bin. 13:24:48: [Aziraphale] Moved one (1) plastic straw to trash bin. 13:24:49: [Aziraphale] Moved one (1) styrofoam container to trash bin. 13:24:52: [Aziraphale] Moved one (1) left sock to trash bin.
“Why doesn’t he just miracle all of them in at once?” Michael asked in frustration.
“You damn well know why,” Gabriel muttered. Ever since that horrifying day that Aziraphale stood in a column of demonfire and then belched out a gout of it at them, it seemed that he was going out of his way to just piss off the management with incessant spam.
Gabriel sighed in relief when he saw that the onslaught of messages stopped for a bit. “Anyway. I was thinking that if we do want to arrange for the Big One™, we might want to–”
Ding!
13:25:49: [Aziraphale] Removed one (1) Swastika graffiti.
Michael glanced at the screen. Then she shrugged and shared a nod with Gabriel. “Fair.”
“… we might want to have you get a few more ‘contacts’ in low places, if you know what I mean,” Gabriel continued.
Michael took a breath to respond.
Ding!
13:25:58: [Aziraphale] Applied one (1) graffiti reading ‘Gabriel <3 Beelzebub.’
Michael stared at Gabriel, her eyebrows twitching up questioningly.
Gabriel shifted uncomfortably in his chair, “… well, now he’s just being petty. Come on, Aziraphale.”
Michael decided to ignore it and move on, “I may be able to make some arrangements. Even if the holy water didn’t work out as planned, the exchange was still marked as satisfactory…”
Ding!
13:26:15: [Aziraphale] Applied one (1) graffiti reading ‘Gabriel = Gross Matter.’
The two archangels scowled at the readout. “Something needs to be done about him,” Michael said.
Gabriel raised his eyebrows in a doubtful look. “Soooo… you saying you wanna be the one to confront him about it?”
Michael sat quietly for a moment, glancing aside nervously as she recalled the image of Aziraphale’s gleeful, hellfire-engulfed features.
“… on second thought, we have better things to do,” she murmured.
Ding! Ding! Ding! Ding! Ding! Ding! …
13:26:49: [Aziraphale] Created one (1) grain of rice. 13:26:50: [Aziraphale] Created one (1) grain of rice. 13:26:51: [Aziraphale] Created one (1) grain of rice. 13:26:52: [Aziraphale] Created one (1) grain of rice. 13:26:53: [Aziraphale] Created one (1) grain of rice. 13:26:54: [Aziraphale] Created one (1) grain of rice. …
5 underrated moments/characters in the Ramayana
1. Kaikeyi, who actually has a fascinating backstory as skilled charioteer (basically medic, mechanic, driver, horse whisperer, cheerleader, and advisor, all in one: there’s a reason why the question of Arjuna and Karna’s charioteers is treated so seriously in the Mahabharata) and who supplementary material gives a really interesting family history. I wish she got portrayed more as such rather than Evil Vamp.
2. Ahalya, who actually predates the Ramayana, and actually appears in the Rig Veda, strangely as Indra’s lover—which to me suggests that there was more to the ancient version of her story than her violation.
3. Tara, so wise Vali’s dying words are to heed her advice, no matter what—I love her so, all the more because her status of Queen goes unquestioned despite her husband’s death.
4.Sarama, wife of Vibhishana, and specifically identified as one of Sita’s benefactors: women supporting other women is rare to find in ancient works, and I think every example should be celebrated.
5. Sita herself—yes, I know she’s the heroine of the entire work, but I feel she gets too often simplified into a bland version of herself: alternatively smiling, simpering, or sobbing. Moreover she is contrasted with Draupadi, who is also awesome—but people forget that one of these women has a speech listing the ways in which she serves her husband and manages her household while not smiling/laughing too loud etc, while the other taunts her husband saying “if my father knew what a coward you were, he never would have given you my hand in marriage” and later, specifically calls him out on the morality of his war against demons (the former is Draupadi, the latter Sita.) Plus, people forget that Sita is spitting mad instead of sad during the agnipariksha, to the point of snapping how dare Rama forget that she was born by miraculous means?
Top five underrated characters from the Ramayana?
1. Urmila is by far, in my opinion, one of the most underrated characters in the Ramayana. Everyone talks about the sacrifices made by Rama, Sita and Lakshman and everyone knows about them but Urmila is generally forgotten. She willingly allowed Lakshman to leave her behind so he could serve Rama and Sita and then gave up fourteen years of her life so he could fulfil his duty properly. She is regarded as a forgotten heroine by Tagore because of her immense duty.
2. Shatrughan. He governed Ayodhya in Rama’s absence in terms of administration whilst Rama and Lakshman were in exile and Bharat was living like a sage. He also slew Lavansura, Raavana’s nephew, and is mostly forgotten in comparison to Rama, Lakshman and Bharat.
3. Mandodari because she always strove for good and is again for the most part forgotten. She suffered for being Raavana’s wife and yet she still tried to persuade him to return Sita as well as saving Sita from death and rape. She is generally overlooked.
4. I think one of my favourite lesser known events is between Rama and Lakshman where Lakshman claims that as he is the younger brother of Rama he has to serve him which was unfair. It is said this is why he was reborn as Balarama on the Mahabharata so that he could have a chance to be served. I’m not entirely sure how accurate this is but I can certainly imagine it.
5. The birth of Sita is one of the most interesting stories I think. She was found in a field and hence Janak named her Sita but there are different stories about who her birth parents were. The most common is that she is the daughter of Bhumi Devi but other stories suggest that the apsara Menaka was her mother or even that she was the daughter of Raavana and was abandoned because she would cause his death.
Prompt: Sita & Rambha (victim of Ravana who cursed him, thereby protecting Sita)
A woman remains behind when the gods descend upon Lanka to bless the captive Sita with security and sustenance, and Sita need only look once at the stranger’s eyes, bright as the dance of sunlight against water, and her hair, shining like the waves of the river to know: an apsara.
“Their Queen, in fact,” says the woman–Rambha herself–confirming Sita’s guess, and inclines her head in response to Sita’s folded hands.
All the world has heard of what she suffered at the hands of the demon king, but Sita must know for sure. “Did he–Did Ravana try–” She breaks off, unsure of how to phrase her question delicately, but it is unnecessary. The apsaras are hardly undiscerning, and Rambha no exception.
“He did more than try,” she says bluntly, and Sita, now knowing all too well what it is to know such powerlessness, shudders with sympathy.
“I am sorry,” she says awkwardly, words insufficient to express what she feels, but Rambha shakes the words away.
“Perhaps, it was for the best. At least it is now such that he can never do so again, not on pain of instant death. If my suffering was necessary to bring that to be, then as Queen I would have accepted the cost regardless.”
Sita marvels with this, enough to dare ask the question that has haunted her. “And your husband–he forgave you?”
Rambha shakes her head. “No,” she says, “for he said there was nothing for which he needed to forgive me. His punishment fell solely on Ravana’s head, to ensure it should be split into pieces should he attempt such atrocity again. Ah yes,” she confirms, smiling at Sita’s clear relief, “such is the nature of my gift to you; to us all, I suppose. And even were it not so—allow me to reassure you again, dear one: you are blameless and innocent, come what may. Whatever sin has been committed is on Ravana’s hands; you need carry none of it.”
“As are you,” Sita dares reply, and Rambha’s smile in return—the smile any number of gods, sages, and demons would have died to earn—remains with her, even into the flames.
5 HCs AU: When Sita tries to call upon Bhumi Devi to swallow her up, nothing happens.
1. It is–not quite nothing, a rumble from the earth whispering Not yet, my daughter; but it is not the rest that Sita has wanted for so long.
Around her, courtiers and commoners whisper alike of Maithali’s failure with as much surprise as satisfaction: now, at least, they can silence the lingering guilt at their part in their queen’s exile. Certainly she was to blame all along, and their King’s decision above reproach.
Sita does not speak again, but turns to leave, head held high.
2. She goes back to her cottage in Valmiki’s hermitage, the only place–other than an abandoned hut in Panchavati–that feels like home.
Some, Sita knows, might urge her on to giving up her life: but fire had let her pass unscathed, the son of wind spoken in her favor, and earth her mother forsaken her. Why ought she to imagine the waters might be any different?
In the back of her mind, faint but fixed, is the throb of anger; her husband’s wrath might threaten to destroy the world, but Sita’s is a thousand times more destructive. Lanka learned that lesson all too well; Sita closes her eyes and prays for peace.
3. Kush might be the elder, but Luv the bolder, and Luv the one who asks her at last one night.
“Would you have left us?”
A mother’s instinct almost brings No, of course not to her lips; but Janaka’s daughter does not lie, no more than she hides from hard truths.
“Yes,” she says.
“With a father we scarcely know?”
“Your teacher’s stories–”
Luv scowls. “Are just that.” His mouth curls up, just as it did when he was five years old and refusing to eat his dinner. “You would have left us.”
Sita sighs, and holds out her arms to him. “And I never will again.”
4. “You might have been princes,” she reminds Kush, who should have been heir to Ayodhya. “You might have taken your rightful places.”
He only snorts. “And rule the same louts who scorned our mother? Never.”
She does not dare admit that she is proud of him, but her smile betrays her nonetheless.
5. Sita is tending to her garden when she hears footsteps approaching, coaxing weeds to take life elsewhere; she looks up to find her husband peering down at her, clearly awkward and somehow not yet out of place. His clothes are stark; his head is bare, devoid of the crown. She wonders if Bharata was convinced to take it at last, or if Lakshmana obliged instead.
(She knows too, enough of the ways of ruling to know that a king does not simply wake one morning and renounce his throne. He must have been planning this, moving the pieces into the motion, since the day she and the boys had departed Ayodhya forever.)
“Forgive me,” he says, and Sita, who had half-feared she would never be able to do so, feels her rage ebb at last.
Beneath her bare feet, the earth hums her contentment.
G for Krishna?
Grass
His mother despairs of the stains it leaves on his clothes, but Krishna knows there is no more wonderful smell in the world, nothing better to feel against his fingertips.
Gentle
Calves’ hearts are won by kindness rather than cruelty, and so are those of men: ministers exclaim at his skill at diplomacy, and Krishna thinks that it is only common sense.
Guile
Red-blooded warriors may mock his cunning and cowardice, calling him Ranchod; but if one man more will survive for it, he cannot bring himself to mind.
Guide
He leads the way for Arjuna, for Yudhisthira, for Parikshit after him–and there are none to lead the way for him.
Green
Yellow is the color he loves best, but when he closes his eyes, it is green he sees: the grasslands of Vrindavan, open to him once more.
Some of you have never become a fan of a series by cobbling together multiple YouTube clips, Tumblr discourseTM, gifsets, and reams of fanfiction and it shows.
Urmila was her parents’ only biological child, yet she never begrudged Sita the position of eldest daughter. She was overjoyed when she learned that her sister’s husband had a brother whom she could also marry so they could go to Ayodhya together. On what should have been her sister’s coronation day, her sister and her husband were both exiled to the forest. She was willing to accompany them as well and only stayed behind to take care of her parents-in-laws. She was the only child of Ayodhya present at Dasharath’s deathbed, since Bharat and Shatrughan were in Kekaya on state business. Urmila gave up 14 years of her life to sleep so that her husband might protect her sister and her husband. She finally woke up to see her sister return from exile, see her sister crowned, see her sister excited to welcome her first child... only to see her sent back into exile, never to return.
imagine your otp
Men in Black (1997) dir. Barry Sonnenfeld
I feel like you’ll appreciate this photo I took several years ago when I was in school of a raven getting spooked by something in the bushes
I feel like you’ll appreciate this photo I took several years ago when I was in school of a raven getting spooked by something in the bushes
my brain at 4am: but what if when aziraphale says crowley keeps him on his toes he means when they're kissing 'cause he's a bit taller
michael sheen, flying across europe, taking a cab to my house and kicking the door in: YES YES HE DOES