#so i sort of gave up

[bumpycap]

how to survive a country family party:

- put on your best country accent

- *generic country responses* ("just gonna squeeze on by here", etc.)

- if they are older and go for a hug, you cannot deny the hug. want no hugs? get a reputation for disliking hugs in the family. until then, you are weak, and susceptible to hugs.

- get at least one plate of food (this is optional, but the 'no plate' path consists of being bothered with "why don't you go on and get a plate?")

- PAY ATTENTION TO SOCIAL CUES they may not verbally say something, but instead mouth it to you across the room, or quickly slightly pull you to the side to silently show you something

- there are only certain people that can hush a room. you can try a couple times to see if you are one, but don't embarrass yourself by trying too often

- join in on the jokes and hope that you are accepted

- after the gathering, PRAY AND HOPE YOU DO NOT HAVE COVID. there are no masks here. never has been. you are not safe.

[puppyeared]

these two are so interesting to me

characters belong to @canisalbus

[biblically-accurate-dca]

encore!

[sualne]

clothes!!!

[useful-boy]

So a friend told me about Maushold today and I knew immediately what I had to do

[thjslove]

I was waiting out there for hours!

[kippdipp]

ARRGHRRARGRHH

[lumiilys]

Them dancing to “At Last” has not left my head ever since samba mentioned it so!!!! Them dancing!!! THEY WERE SUPPOSED TO DANCE ARGH!!!

[weevmo]

L I M I T S

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Writing - writing - writing - and the conversation about pushing each character to their extreme came up!

[wavesoutbeingtossed]

Randomly thinking about “tolerate it” (narrator voice: it was not random) and how under the cloak of fiction it is ostensibly inspired by works like “Rebecca” (which Taylor said she read during the 2020 lockdowns I believe?), with the line of “you’re so much older and wiser” indicating that the speaker is significantly younger and inexperienced compared to the person she’s speaking to and a pretty direct reference to the plot of the book.

But I saw something somewhere once that stuck with me about how it might not be referring to relative age between the characters but chronological age as in the passage of time in a relationship. And that made me think about how in a contemporary context, it might not necessarily be referencing an actual age gap between the two characters, but rather a sarcastic or cynical response to the man’s claims that he has matured (“you’re so much older and wiser [than you were before/than you were when we met/etc.]”), which then made me think about that line in relation to the woman. And that it could be taken like, “you act like you’ve matured so much in our time together and like you know everything, while I’m supposedly still stuck as the girl I was when we first met.”

Which then made me think of the “right where you left me” of it all and did you ever hear about the girl who got frozen time went on for everyone else she won’t know it and the bit in Miss Americana where she talks about how celebrities get frozen at the age at which they got famous, and how she’s had to play catch up in a lot of ways not just in her emotional growth but kind of in general. (Which also made me wonder if she’s ever been called out for immaturity/lack of curiosity/lack of education about things in her life…)

Which then made me think about the rest of the song, and @taylortruther’s posts yesterday about “seven” and “Daylight” and the way Taylor idealizes her youth yet contrasts it with an almost sinister reality in its wake, and the line, “I sit by the door like I’m just a kid,” because the discussion raised that her relationship let her recapture some of the childlike joy and wonder she’d lost. So this line is a double-edged sword: the speaker sits by the door with childlike hope that the person will come home and cherish her, but on the darker side, feels like the child dealing with the monsters she doesn’t have names for yet and the feelings of isolation she felt as she aged.

I’m not saying the song is necessarily autobiographical; like most of the songs on folkmore, it’s clearly a fictionalized story based on media she’d consumed and created, but we know a lot of the fictional songs were infused with her own feelings and experiences and… This idea swirling in my head picked up steam and now I kind of can’t stop thinking about it. Sorry but I’m a little obsessed now.

Like maybe it might start to shed light on why she identified so strongly with the novel in the first place…

[tapeworrmart]

Marked 💋🔪

[jopzer]

something about roy tucking his face into jamie's neck during 2x12 as a direct contrast to jamie having fully melted into the hug during 2x08 but still taking a few beats before his eyebrows turn and He tucks in his face and starts hiccuping. yea

[turtleplushi]

Borb day

[lotus-pear]

not to be that person but studio bones could and would change the ending of bungou stray dogs if they so desired. how do i know you ask? because that’s what they did with fullmetal alchemist and soul eater.

[stargirl230]

At the beach! Tumblr challenge: spot the crab 🦀

My final piece for the Haikyuu!! Gone Wild zine (2022) @hqanimalzine - keep an eye out for leftover sales opening 11/24 - 12/17

🛒Shop link 🛒 (hqanimalzine.bigcartel.com)

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[harritudur]

inspired by this great edit by @thestarlesssaint : in an alternate universe, they meet again after 5 years and fell in love

Eddie remained there, in Hawkins with his uncle -until Wayne had a heart attack on a february's night, and their trailer became his trailer. Bills has to be paid, even for an outcast, so he took a job at the plant. Family tradition. Chrissy left 5 years ago for college and didn't come back, only for Christmas or other family reunions - until a phone call during her internship ("Your mother just had a stroke. We fear for her health.") and against any logic, she fears for it too. The two of them meet again for the first time at The Brick (the new bar following Benny's Burgers) that Chrissy entered for a phone call to her brother - something about their mother's drugs she has to buy at the pharmacy but she forgot the list made of complex names.... "Chrissy Cunningham." I know that voice. Her head turns slowly and finds a pair of warm brow eyes and a crooked grin by the counter, drinking a fresh Busch. "Eddie Munson," she replies back, using the same tone. "Well, Chicago’s air seems to suit you," he takes another sip of his beer and stands up, moving a step forward. He's still noticeably taller than her. "You look good." "You too. I mean, you look..." her hands gesture to his short hair, "different." "Yeah. Buzz cut. Again." The answer, alluding to their conversation at a picnic table years ago, relieves Chrissy -she is not the only one remembering every second of it. "It was highly suggested to me to do it when I was hired at the plant. Security things and stuffs like that... whatever. It is growing back." She smiles and wishes she didn't have to go to the pharmacy before closing time. It is so natural, easy, pleasant to be beside Eddie, contrary to all the other people from her past she bumped into during the last 48hours. When it comes to him, the perspective to know every details that happened in his life these past 5 years sounds captivating. "I’m very happy to see you Eddie," Chrissy whispers, and the way his hold around the Busch’ bottle tightens imperceptibly tells her that he returns the sentiment. "How are you?"