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WHY MUST I SUFFER WITH PERIOD CRAMPS
I don't WANT TO KNOW THAT I AM UNDER GOING MENSTRUATION. I WOULD LIKE IT TO HAPPEN WITHOUT MAKING IT OBVIOUS!
#personal#I'm pissed and my cramps hurt#and my painkiller is taking an awful amount of time to work#this is SUFFERING AND I'LL BE DRAMATIC ABOUT IT#HA!
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You know what I am saying it.
I've had the most unexplained HC that Rhaenys came to know about Addam and Alyn at least a few years after the Great Council.
I have NO IDEA WHY BUT IT'S STUCK IN MY HEAD.
The very end of this scene. Corlys kisses Rhaenys’ hand and then turns his back to her, she tries to hold on, pleads him, but he pulls away. It’s so symbolic; he’s slipping through her fingers, he’s out of reach. Her voice hardly ever falters, but here it cracks as she begs for him. The subtext is so loud. Don’t leave me, I need you. But he’s deaf to it.
I had a quite visceral reaction watching this and understood exactly what Eve meant when she said in the interviews that Rhaenys feels isolated, alone, vulnerable. You can see all of that in the last shot of her. Even fear that she bites back.
She’s strong, a warrior, a survivor, but she’s also human and Corlys is the only one she can show it to at the moment. She’s breaking, she needs Corlys to hold her, to be her rock, but he is oblivious to her pain—whether by choice or not.
He abandons her like he did after the loss of their children. And when all unravels and the inevitable happens, he will regret it. It’s even foreshadowed in the way he hesitates and looks back at her in the background of the last shot. This man will never be the same—because he loves Rhaenys deeply; it’s in his eyes, his tone when he speaks to her, his touch.
The loss of his life.
(I’m not even gonna go into the horrific ordeal of Rhaenys leaving with a shattered heart next episode. The guilt will eat him up for the rest of his life.)
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I swear Rhaenys metas make me cry. LOOK AT HER. LOOK AT THAT WOMAN. AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA
The very end of this scene. Corlys kisses Rhaenys’ hand and then turns his back to her, she tries to hold on, pleads him, but he pulls away. It’s so symbolic; he’s slipping through her fingers, he’s out of reach. Her voice hardly ever falters, but here it cracks as she begs for him. The subtext is so loud. Don’t leave me, I need you. But he’s deaf to it.
I had a quite visceral reaction watching this and understood exactly what Eve meant when she said in the interviews that Rhaenys feels isolated, alone, vulnerable. You can see all of that in the last shot of her. Even fear that she bites back.
She’s strong, a warrior, a survivor, but she’s also human and Corlys is the only one she can show it to at the moment. She’s breaking, she needs Corlys to hold her, to be her rock, but he is oblivious to her pain—whether by choice or not.
He abandons her like he did after the loss of their children. And when all unravels and the inevitable happens, he will regret it. It’s even foreshadowed in the way he hesitates and looks back at her in the background of the last shot. This man will never be the same—because he loves Rhaenys deeply; it’s in his eyes, his tone when he speaks to her, his touch.
The loss of his life.
(I’m not even gonna go into the horrific ordeal of Rhaenys leaving with a shattered heart next episode. The guilt will eat him up for the rest of his life.)
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Well, damn you got me crying now.
So I was at SDCC this year, and I passed a stall in the ladies' and heard someone sobbing inside. Just bawling, fully melting down. My-dog-just-died levels of crying. And I've spent a lot of time in therapy trying to learn better boundaries around helping people, but I'm not made of stone, so I stopped outside the stall door and asked, "Are you okay?"
The woman's breath caught, and she said, "Yeah, I'm fine," in the least fine voice I have ever heard.
So I walked away. Made it all the way to the sinks. Washed my hands. And turned around and went back because nope, not fine, not okay.
"Look, I don't want to be a dick, and you don't have to tell me what's going on, but is there anything that would help? I've got water, ibuprofen, and safety pins, and I could find other stuff."
"No, no, it's fine. I have those too."
"...okay."
I made it to the sinks again. She went back to sobbing like her heart was being torn out one strand of muscle at a time.
An older woman sidled up to me. "Did she tell you anything?"
"Nope. I offered her water and ibuprofen, too."
"Oh! I've got snacks. Maybe that'll help."
"Worth a shot. Oh, hey, I think I have some of my business cards for my Etsy shop in here—I could write my number on one if she needs help later."
"I've got a pen!"
We hurried back to the stall, offered the snacks, and were rebuffed. Finally we slid the card and the pen under the stall door, explained that we were both mom friends/teachers/etc. and trying to help-not-creep, and reluctantly fucked off. I personally felt like shit about it, but I had places to be and I felt like I was close to overstepping the crying woman's boundaries if I hadn't already done so. And if I'd made her feel unsafe, well, she could toss the card.
The following morning, I got a text from an unknown number.
She identified herself as "Rose from the bathroom" and explained that she'd had a hell of a day, with multiple people being cruel to her, seemingly for no good reason. She'd hit her breaking point and fled to the bathroom to cry it out ... at which point two strangers had rocked up, checked on her multiple times, and generally done the dance of most social mammals when a member of their group is in unexplained distress. The two of us had, more or less accidentally, restored her faith in humanity by being worried apes at her. 18 hours later, she was having a much better time, and a lot of it was due to the two of us shoving things under her door.
Anyway, turns out we live about 20 minutes apart, and we're going to meet up for tea after we've recovered from con exhaustion.
So if you ever feel like humans in general and/or fandom humans in particular are irredeemable shits, remember that sometimes the same species who'll ruin your con day will try to slide trail mix and ibuprofen under your stall door in case it helps.
I still don't know what Rose looks like, btw (although apparently she knows what I look like—I mentioned I was in cosplay and she said she'd seen me around). I don't know whether she's cis or trans. So next time you hear someone bitching about trans women in the ladies', feel free to tell them that it never once crossed anybody's mind to ask. If you're crying in the bathroom, you're my sister.
Maybe take the trail mix, though. We apes worry about one another.
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GIRLIES. WAKE UP, MOTHER IS HOMEEEEEEEEEE (more pics)
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SAME!! Plus, her first look. SHE LOOKS AWESOME.
Don't mind me just talking about Wild Cherry for a while. I NEED TO KNOWWWWW
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Don't mind me just talking about Wild Cherry for a while. I NEED TO KNOWWWWW
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the best thing about tumblr is that you can watch a show and then you come here and someone has made a gifset of it and you can put it on your blog like a sticker in a journal
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The ceaseless work of trying to love others as you wish to be loved, eclipsed only by the work of trying to love yourself as you wish to be loved.
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Ah, but when is soon??

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head not empty, head full of eve best thoughts
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THE GILDED AGE 3.06 – If You Want to Cook an Omelette
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THE GILDED AGE (2022-Present) - "What the Papers Say" (3.02)
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The true villain of the Julien Fellowsverse:
Road safety etiquette.
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Okay I don’t normally step into fandom discourse but I gotta say something (this will be about the HBO show the Gilded Age).
People saying the problems between Marian and Larry are the miscommunication trope are off base. This wasn’t miscommunication, Larry lied. I am a huge Larian shipper and understand why he lied, but he did in fact lie to Marian’s face hours after he asked her to spend the rest of her life with him. The simple fact that he did that is in fact enough reason for Marian to put him through the wringer. If I found out that my partner said they were going to a nice steakhouse with some old college friends and found out from someone else they’d actually been at a strip club, I too would be pissed and question everything about our relationship. AND Larry knows all the shit Marian has been through with the men in her life letting her down and he didn’t think twice about ditching her for a bachelor party. And again, all of this within hours of proposing to her.
I hope they work things out but I hope Marian makes him work for it.
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IT SHOULD HAVE BEEN CHARLES FANE THAT GOT TRAMPLED BY A SHETLAND PONY, DAMMIT.
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