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Really felt it when Nona said she could fall in love with Camilla forever bcs same girl😔✊

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Pandora Hearts inner covers

"I began drawing the title pages with the thought of maybe using chairs as the shared motif to portray the characters. I was hoping their personalities would come through in the way they sat and with the chairs they'd selected." —Jun Mochizuki, Pandora Hearts ~Odds and Ends~

[ID: Twenty-four illustrations from the manga Pandora Hearts. They primarily feature its characters sitting in or otherwise interacting with chairs. The final illustration is of a cross-shaped gravestone with pocket watch hanging from it. End ID]

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And they were roommates...

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Rooney Mara and Kate Mara in Werner Herzog’s new film "Bucking Fastard"

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the girls

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I think philosophical girlies (gender neutral) need to be stupid as fuck and eat d*ritos and watch cartoons and listen to shallow music once and awhile or else you’ll get too deep into it and become Diogenes

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When you accidentally say the q word (quest) and your knight starts gently clanking from their happy wiggles like now you've done it, you have to send them into the dragon's lair or their helmet ploom will droop and they'll start waxing sad poetic in the moonlight

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happy tourette’s awareness month from ur local glitch

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You were once the demon king. “Defeated” by the hero, you went into hiding to pursue a simpler life. Today the “hero” has appeared, threatening you family to pay tribute, not realizing who you actually are. Today you show them what happens when you have something worth fighting to protect.

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Today

- my period pain started but not my period (5 days late) and it was so debilitating I couldn't move for multiple hours

- my tarantula sling Martini died (sudden sling death is common with this kind of T, I knew. Still hurts tho)

- I stumbled on the stairs bc one of my house slippers was trying to leave me. Fell forward and hit my hand hard on one of the (very hard) steps)

... Please can today be over now?

Edit: apparently I also sprained my ankle during that fall... Dang

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Finished rereading NTN yesterday and the tower in the river immediately made me think of Edgar Allan Poe's poem The City in The Sea. I've included the poem beneath the read more (it's really good, definitely one of my favorite works of his, please give it a read)

I wonder if it's only a coincidence or if Muir deliberately tried to create a connection here? I think it definitely could be possible, especially considering the whole Annabell Lee thing.

At least to me it feels like this poem could very well be about the River. "The good and the bad and the worst and the best have gone to their eternal rest" in this city in the sea, which sounds like all the souls in the River to me. Also the fact that "Death has reared himself a throne" (aka is controlling the place now) sounds a lot like John mastering necromancy (and potentially doing something to the River that messed it up). The tower(s) in the poem are also mentioned multiple times and given special significance, which could be mirrored in the lone Tower in the River.

"The waves now have a redder glow" also REALLY sounds like what's going on with the River (excerpt from Chapter 7 of HTN): "THE WATER CAME BUBBLING up through the bolted seams in the floor panels, a filthy, rusty red[...]". The end of the poem counting down to hell breaking loose ("the hours are breathing faint and low") also reminds me of how in NTN we counted down the last days until the Tomb would open.

I'm not sure what conclusion to draw from this (aside from "Muir is maybe or maybe not referencing a poem I know by heart"), but I think it's neat! Would love to hear if others made the same connection or have more to add to this.

The City In The Sea

Lo! Death has reared himself a throne

     In a strange city lying alone

     Far down within the dim West,

     Where the good and the bad and the worst and the best

     Have gone to their eternal rest.

     There shrines and palaces and towers

     (Time-eaten towers that tremble not!)

     Resemble nothing that is ours.

     Around, by lifting winds forgot,

     Resignedly beneath the sky

     The melancholy waters lie.

     No rays from the holy heaven come down

     On the long night-time of that town;

     But light from out the lurid sea

     Streams up the turrets silently-

     Gleams up the pinnacles far and free-

     Up domes- up spires- up kingly halls-

     Up fanes- up Babylon-like walls-

     Up shadowy long-forgotten bowers

     Of sculptured ivy and stone flowers-

     Up many and many a marvellous shrine

     Whose wreathed friezes intertwine

     The viol, the violet, and the vine.

     Resignedly beneath the sky

     The melancholy waters lie.

     So blend the turrets and shadows there

     That all seem pendulous in air,

     While from a proud tower in the town

     Death looks gigantically down.

     There open fanes and gaping graves

     Yawn level with the luminous waves;

     But not the riches there that lie

     In each idol's diamond eye-

     Not the gaily-jewelled dead

     Tempt the waters from their bed;

     For no ripples curl, alas!

     Along that wilderness of glass-

     No swellings tell that winds may be

     Upon some far-off happier sea-

     No heavings hint that winds have been

     On seas less hideously serene.

     But lo, a stir is in the air!

     The wave- there is a movement there!

     As if the towers had thrust aside,

     In slightly sinking, the dull tide-

     As if their tops had feebly given

     A void within the filmy Heaven.

     The waves have now a redder glow-

     The hours are breathing faint and low-

     And when, amid no earthly moans,

     Down, down that town shall settle hence,

     Hell, rising from a thousand thrones,

     Shall do it reverence.

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Sometimes I'll put in an absurdly low bid on an eBay auction with the knowledge that I'll definitely get outbid but also a vanishingly slim hope that MAYBE by some miracle nobody else will bid. Anyway that is how I ended up adding this magnificent glass plate negative to my collection!

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My first meds made me feel like an emotionless zombie. Now I am on better meds which make me feel alive and living ✨ (though there are still up and downs, but that's why medication is best combined with a good therapist)

90s movies: Psychopharmacology is as good as a lobotomy. If you take pills to treat your mental illness it will literally murder your imaginary friends and you will become a boring, lotus-eating conformist drone.

Me after taking my meds: drives the scenic route home to see if there are any geese on the pond and does a little dance in line at the grocery store and comes home to throw everything​ in my fridge into a stew pot because I can finally taste food again while singing songs at my birds in which I replace all the instances of "she" with "Cheese" and doing a Dolly Parton impression on the phone to my sister

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Rolled initiative for the new year and...