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‘Fahrenheit 451’ (2018), dir. Ramin Bahrani
“I want to burn.”
Small town William Wisp who knows the entire town and the entire town knows him, so when the little boy who used to run around the small park and through the fields with his friends changes overnight they notice. They notice his skin turn pale, not a typical winter pale that comes from lack of sunlight and being indoors all the time, but the pale that leaves barely a flush to the skin as if his heart isn’t beating like it once was. They notice his lack of energy, how little he goes outside now, they notice his heavy black hoodie even in the southern heat.
At first, they assume he is sick, after all the Wisp parents look stressed and concerned more often than not. It doesn’t help when the school year rolls around and people find out he isn’t going to the school in the town and is instead going to the city
They see absolutely nothing of William after that, but the Wisp parents look beyond stressed constantly watching the news the moment a mention of an attack on Rockfell is made. They understand it must be stressful to know your kid could be out on the street when the attack occurred. Must be scary to think they’re out with friends when some villain and superhero come tumbling through the coffee shop wall. they don’t know the real reason, don’t know they’re watching their youngest son almost die again fighting the villain of the week.
One day after a trip to the city to see their sons the Wisps come back visibly shaken, as though something is wrong, Mrs.Wisp will not stop crying and her husband stands next to her side attempting to help but clearly on the verge of tears as well.
Throughout these two years, strange things had been happening around town, kids reporting they saw strange creatures walking around town, people claiming they saw some sort of glowing blue wisp floating around, and sights of horrific monsters just standing at the edge of the forest surrounding the town.
Then a while after the Wisps leave again and this time they do not come back before their town is ordered to evacuate. People pack up as quickly as possible, as if in a trance.
When they return it’s hard to miss the damage in the area. Despite the work done by the heroes to restore the town blood stains a clearing close by, the sign is scorched, and the body bags, so many line the streets as they work to identify and return the bodies to their families. William looks different, way different to the boy who left. His dark hair is streaked with white, his once brown eyes a shocking blue, a slightly jagged scar runs down the middle of his face and neck, more dot his arms and legs, he seems to float when he moves, and occasionally a small blue wisp will dart around him.
So the town notices and knows that the little boy they knew is changed forever, they also know that he saved the world with the other teens who stand beside him, just as scarred, and they know for certain they hate the so-called heroes who did this to these kids, to the boy who played tag with their kids, to the boy who made sure to say hello to everyone at the church cookout, to his friends that he cares about so deeply.
This small town knew an energetic kid and awkward teenager, now they know a still awkward but more confident almost adult, they knew a 15-year-old who disappeared for two years, now they know a 17-year-old who came back different, they knew William Wisp, now they know The Whisperer.
AAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHH
Will you be the sheath to my sword 💪😻
now is the time
Mixedmedia on paper 12″x9″
Kate Delancel Schultz 2016
www.katedelancelart.com
The Mummy (1999) dir. Stephen Sommers
🪐 — EDWARD TEACH for stede !
if only he weren’t so ridiculously spellbound, then yes, he would manage to free himself rather quick. a well placed kick, or maybe just a knee, and stede would probably go down — but this is hardly him sparring, is it? the real thing has never been this meek. edward teach doesn’t just give up without fighting until the end, and yet he is rendered harmless without even a blade against his throat. stede is not helping matters, on his part, keeping up that talk. he clearly doesn’t know what mess he is making of edward’s brain. and it’s bloody unfair of him. absolutely maddening. ‘ yeah, that’s right — you won, stede. why don’t you just kiss me and be done with it? ’ damn his tongue, too loose and disconnected from his brain to function as it should. he will claim to have taken a nonexistent blow to the head, if this goes south. because surely that’s going to work.
IT MUST BE A TRAP. that’s the first thing he thinks — that this will be just like back in his boarding school days, when nigel had tricked him into french-kissing one of the stable horses in front of everyone. & the long-ago quieted laughter of his classmates echoes in his ears as stede recoils back a step, forcing some distance between them as his face flushes hot with embarrassment. ❝ what ? but i wasn’t — i didn’t mean — ❞ his blade drops at his side, the duel entirely forgotten, & stede’s eyes follows it to the finely lacquered deck, suddenly unable to look ed in the face. in the past, denial has always suited him best, but his sudden nerves make the words overflow disconnectedly from his lips. ❝ i’ve never — well, it’s not that i’ve never. but mary & i, we didn’t often — she didn’t seem to — ❞ & even stede can tell he’s babbling now, cutting himself off mid-sentence with a dry laugh. ❝ that is to say, i didn’t expect that kissing would be part of our captaining lessons. i thought that pirates were usually so busy raiding & dueling each other that they had little time left over for such... activities ? ❞
I’ve said it once and I’ll say it again.
As much as people romanticize pregnancy, it is NOT A HEALTH NEUTRAL STATE.
That’s not even touching on the fact that yes, pregnant people get murdered all the fucking time.
In general pregnancy is terrifying if you aren’t ready for it, or even if you are and something goes wrong that you can’t control. And everybody acts like you should have sunshine and rainbows coming out of your ass just because of the potential of new life.
I’ve never been pregnant. I want kids in my future but definitely not now, and if I was currently pregnant I’d be fucking terrified to know I live in the US.
I’m serious. Eclampsia. The shots so you don’t kill a baby with a different blood type than you. Being unable to keep foods down, being unable to sleep due to constant pain in your back, the expensive and yet still necessary doctors visits. The potential for anencephaly. Constant pain from your organs being shoved aside in your own body, by your own body. The potential for your fetus to die and being unable to get it removed because abortion is inaccessible in your state. Miscarriage. Bleeding out. Ectopic pregnancy. Sepsis. C-sections, which on their own are horrifying until you remember that those doctors cut through 7 fucking layers of flesh, rummage around in your abdominal cavity, pull your organs out and put them on a table to get a fucking baby out of you, and then just stuff that shit back in Willy-nilly and sew you back up- which is PAINFUL. The potential for your body to be so strained from pushing out a baby that you literally split open and tear yourself from cooter to poop shooter. Even more fetal Complications. Back-labor. Post-partum depression, anger, suicidal ideation, anxiety or psychosis. Pregnancy induced constipation, incontinence, or even diabetes.
All. of. it. Is. Terrifying.
But nobody talks about the fact that people are somehow expected to want this for themselves. To be happy because pregnancy is sunshine and rainbows according to a male societal standard. And that somehow if they don’t, they’re the weird ones for not wanting to torture themselves and put their lives on the line for a human being they’ve not even had the chance to meet yet. That doesn’t truly exist outside of their body or think or have conscious thoughts yet.
Genuinely. It’s FUCKED UP. And the US also just leaves moms to fend for themselves too without any support for recovery after having a baby too. Maternal or paternal leave isn’t guaranteed. Some jobs won’t even grant it to you (if they even offer it) if you fall pregnant before working there for a certain period of time. You might get six weeks. You might get less. But then you have to figure out what to do with a six week old infant that needs to be fed, like every four hours, your titties hurt, you’re leaking milk if you’re able to lactate, you can’t pee without using lidocaine, you still can’t sleep, baby is crying all the damn time, and you now, while still dealing with post-partum side effects, have to find a stranger to sit around and leave your newborn with and pay a ridiculous amount to do so, because you can’t not survive without working. Even if it feels like you’re running on the fear of death and adrenaline, you are still killing yourself to suddenly make these new changes work and just survive, and that’s supposed to be a happy thing?????
No, I wouldn’t blame a damn soul for getting cold feet and backing out of having a kid. That sounds like the most horrifying reality to live in, and yet people are forced into doing it all the time. That’s actually fucked up and twisted in ways I cannot put into words. It’s worse than any war crime I can imagine, which are already vile and unforgivable, but this finds a way to somehow be even more depraved because a government is letting lobbyist and religious zealots force this upon its own people. The people it relies on to give itself funding, arms and most importantly, its power. A power that is supposed to be use to protect its people that is being horrendously abused.
I don’t think anyone needs to be a woman to be scared that we’ve fallen to this point.
The number one cause of death in pregnant women is murder. Think About That.
TWST NIGHTMATE BEOFRE CHRISTMAS!?! WE'RE GONNA DIE THIS IS GONNA BE SO GOOD!
YEAH
So weird being in a place where when you yell into the void, the void yells back with helpful tips on how to use the hellsite
Anyways, void
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Taehyungs hands appreciation post
bcs… theyre so huge like wtf melon would look like tomato next to such hands omfg my imagination here goes again halp
Other appreciation posts here ◠◡◠
I am having a Namjoon phase right now. Why is he like this??!!!
Source: *✧baby boy tuan✧*
Belphegor as SUGA - DYNAMITE
‘ see , thats the spirit. ’ encouragement comes with a saccharine sweet smile as she hops down from where she was sitting , adjusts her skirt and makes her way to the fridge. a soft but breathy gasp escaping from her mouth as he accidentally brushes against her. offering a nonchalant , ‘ ' s okay. ’ in reply to his apology , but the tingles in her body would say otherwise. surely she wasn't imagining all of this tension between them , was she ? noa usually prides herself on how good she is with picking up on people's body language. so why is he throwing her off so badly. deep breath in she shakes off her own ridiculousness and grabs their drinks , popping the caps off and discarding of them before following after nate into the living room. ‘ i didn't know you were a dodgers fan ... ’ she sits down , occupying the empty space beside him on the couch , intentionally close enough that her naked thigh brushes his as she hands over one of the bottles. ‘ i'm more of a giants fan myself. ’ she teases casually as she looks at the tv before taking a sip of her beer.
nate definitely noticed the small blush that always seemed to appear whenever they spoke. at first he thought maybe she was just shy or intimidated by him but now he was sensing something else. "well, i am my own boss so i guess my boss is as cool as yours." chuckling softly as he kept his eyes on her as she spoke. "okay." nodding and moving towards the living room. "sorry." he breathed out softly as he accidentally brushed up against her on his way out of the kitchen. it didn't take him long to get settled on the couch and find a re airing of the dodger game that happened earlier.
A Distortion's Trial.
Inspired by this MV by the way:
Harvey stans gather around! I bring food!!!
This man is so cute it hurts, that or I just love himbos, either way, I love him.