chronotope1
chronotope1
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fe || black sails, doctor who, ace attorney, and a collection of nice fun things i suppose || 24 || she/her
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chronotope1 · 13 hours ago
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Haunting the Narrative / favourites
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I don’t think people realize what keeping the internet running and producing most tech they use entails like. Physically, labor-wise, energy-wise.
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chronotope1 · 17 hours ago
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whatever the doctor and the master have going on is so much more complex than just “enemies-to-lovers” or even “friends-to-enemies-to-lovers” in the most deranged way possible. they’re friends, enemies, lovers, rivals, bitter exes, reluctant allies, and arch-nemeses; they’re constantly, rapidly oscillating between those things, and usually they’re more than one of those things simultaneously. they’re lovers who regularly try to kill each other. they’re tentatively repairing their friendship but still can’t trust each other. they’re hatefucking. they’re searching in each other for a lost innocence they can never truly recover. they’re enemies with benefits. they’re each going scorched-earth to annihilate the other. they’re a disgrace to their species. they’re the last of their species. they both want to carve out the parts of themselves that resemble the other. they ran together through fields of red grass under the orange sky of their now-destroyed homeworld and made a pact to run away together to see every star in the universe. i just. do you understand.
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chronotope1 · 20 hours ago
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The art of Robert McCall (1919-2010)
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James Flint Appreciation Week – Favorite Episode or Season
Episode 2x05 - XIII. 
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step 1. get everyone in the world to want to fuck me
step 2. vow of celibacy
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sends me into the stratosphere every time
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Experience: Learning the right way to connect the dots.
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Paint’n studies I did on my Wii U gamepad earlier in the year.
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horror is always like oh no they're possessed by a demon well what about possessed by an angel? angelic possession is also horror.
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chronotope1 · 2 days ago
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bill is so funny to me. like clara knew what genre she was in but bill? homegirl is clearly living in an indie coming-of-age queer college movie and the doctor keeps trying to get her to help him defeat horrors. she's got an essay to write. girls to kiss. she doesn't have time for this shit man.
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“You’ve just seen the world through the eyes of a storyteller.“
The Girl Who Died is a story woven from other stories, an ode to the power of ideas and imagination, with all their power and idiosyncrasies. Myths and reputation are what matters here and so it is the Viking’s fictional and not their historical image which builds the backdrop of a deceptively simple tale. Here the cries of small children are full of poetry and the fish are electric eels, because what other kind would be found in a story. Fantasy comes alive, to the point where the world through technology is depicted as more magical than reality. It would be a cheap lie, were it not for its beauty and the passion of the person who creates it.
Like Ashildr making puppets and dreaming up dragons, its grand conclusion breaks apart from the initially constructed narrative. The idea of immortality jumps off the page, a brilliant, transcending thought, because if if you make up the right story, then it can keep people safe. And the Doctor may have just found his again, in his reflection and a memory from centuries ago, pleading for an act of kindness.
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