Love When Jesper Asked Wylan "shouldn't You Be In University" My Brother In Christ Shouldn't YOU Be In

Stupid faces

Very much a show!wesper enjoyer I’m gonna be honest! Especially in love with Jack Wolfe’s acting

still not over how they use lighting and/or framing to make Kaz look monstrous. look at this!

he looks barely human! where is that light even coming from!

behold a goblin man! do you see that sharp contrast between light and shadow? that’s because they intentionally didn’t use a fill light to soften the shadows! all the other characters get fill lights!

a literal fucking demon. his eye is glowing!

fucking Dracula-style underlighting to signal evil! why is there light coming from below? this is not a diegetic (i.e. internal to the story world) light! it is a light placed specifically to make him look like this!

the warm yellow light on the left, the cool blue light on the right, the red shadow in the middle! the bloody makeup! (also the acting, but that’s a separate story)

and like, freddy carter is a fairly good looking dude! he can look regular and soft with standard lighting! even when he’s being all intense stare-y and bruised!

i just really love how much visual storytelling there is in the crows story line. so  much of it is not conveyed through explicit dialogue or plot but through the art of cinema! ahhh!

The Crows as Text posts 2

(+ some S&B)

this is a super funny comparison but i actually really liked bunny for a similar reason. like the bunnies are, on paper, trying to make samantha happier, friendlier, more free in her creativity, its just that happiness in their world means a certain sort of thing which someone like samantha cant achieve without being hollowed out and brainwashed first. the bunnies are all about enabling their most surface level self-indulgent desires, and thats not all bad. its in fact kind of a good impulse that comes from wanting to free themselves and each other from shame. samantha craves validation and companionship and thats not a bad thing either, but it turns her into someone who goes along with acts that fundamentally disgust her for the sake of feeling valued.

its not a one-to-one comparison to what i was talking abt earlier with reanimator but i do kind of love horror dynamics that are all about like a well meaning protag with normal human desires and follies that gets drawn in by a villain(s) who like enables those desires until the protag cant tell the difference between what they want and what theyre simply willing to endure in order to get that superficial validation.

Kaz Brekker: A Character Study

Eyes bright, hair wild, Lips curved in a little smile. Scraped knuckles, bruised knees, Tousled gently by the country breeze. "Jordie, look, I made a friend!" Did all good things have to end?

Eyes wide, hair bristling, Lips parted in a whispered "No." Trembling fingers, racing heart, Blood like blossoms on a sunlit floor. "Jordie, quick, I think he's hurt!" Could things ever get any worse?

Eyes hopeful, hair combed neatly, Lips spread in a tremulous smile. Mittens folded over steaming chocolate, Gazing at the promise of a new sunrise. "Jordie, I think we might make it." Who knew the best way to be happy was to fake it?

Eyes waxy, hair limp, Lips closed over chattering teeth. Aching ribs, aching heart— It had never been so hard to breathe. "Jordie, please, please, wake up." They'd come too far to give up.

Eyes unseeing, hair unseen, Lips blue, dying, dying. In a pile of festering bodies, The only one who was still alive. "Jordie, wake up, please, I'm sorry." It was the only way to survive.

Eyes dull, hair pushed back, Lips pressed into a flat line. They would pay for what they did, Languish in suffering of his design. "Jordie, I promise I'll avenge you." Why wasn't he sure if that was true?

Eyes wild, hair on end, Lips trembling over trembling breaths. Crouched against a locked bathroom door, Drowning till he'd died a thousand deaths. "Jordie, please, go away." He could feel the bodies, smell the decay.

Eyes hard, hair neat, Lips in a mocking smirk. Death was dealt out far too easily, Condemningly common in his line of work. "Jordie, now I'm a monster too— What, now, would I think of you?"

Eyes caught, hair tousled, Lips frozen mid-sentence. Gazing at her, silhouetted by the sun, He could almost believe in magic again. "Jordie, I'm scared my walls are falling down." For once, he was defenseless, and he wasn't going to drown.

Eyes shy, hair straight, Lips forming words he didn't want to take back. Broken boy and broken girl— His defenses were about to crack. "Jordie, not all good things have to die." He wondered if he should straighten his tie.

If every single one of you who watched s2 (or not yet) but would like to see a continuation to their story would tune in this weekend and give one full watch (again or for the first time) of the whole eight episodes, it'd do wonders for the numbers. So if you have a netflix account, please do so NOW! It'll be four weeks on the coming Thursday and then their fate is pretty much sealed.

a the amazing devil song each for the shadow and bone characters *this is based off of the netflix series versions of the characters

Kaz Brekker - The Old Witch Sleep and the Good Man Grace 'Cause when I stand, oh all those folks will run And tell the tales of what I've become They'll speak of me in whispered tones And say my name like it shakes their bones

Inej Ghafa - The Calling And I promise you I'll write I love you With my fingers on your sleeping hand And when that fox howls I'll howl with it, in its cries I'll find an end And when I think I'm fine you'll visit And then you happen to me, you happen to me all over again

Nina Zenik - Ruin I will bring you ruin in everything I do It's never my intention but it happens all the same It starts with love and comfort Becomes a strength of will But all that strength made rubble of those towers we built

Matthias Helvar - Blossoms And my saint she is dancing As every step I choose to take begins to set the world aflame And the soldiers march behind me I can hear them beat their spears And for the first time in all my life I know I'm more than what I fear

Alina Starkov - Inkpot Gods Oh what these? These aren't tears It's just the rain that wasn't brave enough to fall And what they hear isn't laughter after all It's just your voice learning for once to stand up tall

Aleksander Morozova - The Horror and The Wild Think of all the horrors that I promised you I'd bring I promise you, they'll sing of every Time you passed your fingers through my hair and called me child Witness me old man, I am the Wild

Malyen Oretsev - Farewell Wanderlust Because farewell wanderlust, you've ever ever so kind You brought me through this darkness but you left me here behind And so long to the person you begged me to be He's down, he's dead Now take a good long look at what you've done to me

Nikolai Lantsov - That Unwanted Animal And you rip my ribcage open And devour what's truly yours And our screaming joins in unison I cry out to the lord 'Cause if we join our hands in prayer enough to God I imagine it all starts to sound like applause

Genya Saffin - Fair "'Cause outwardly," he says, "I try so hard to make you laugh at me" And she, she does, she laughs as though she's not heard the joke ten thousand times before And he adores her, he watches her get dressed as though she's hurtling through time "Oh darling, please be mine"

Jesper Fahey - Welly Boots And when you scream that it's not fair It's like I've gone off to the coast Left you behind just standing there Pretending not to see your ghost

Wylan Van Eck - Secret Worlds 'Cause I will suffer silence for the strings you tune And I'll withstand what's written for the writer in you Write me well my love, write me weird Write me willing, write me well

I want everybody who’s calling Ken a Trophy Husband to know that he’s actually a Trophy Boyfriend, because when Ruth Handler invented Ken in the 1960s, she was adamant that he would never marry her and instead be her “handsome steady”, so that Barbie remained a figure of independence for the little girls and was never put in the position of housewife.

Her house is hers. She bought it and furnished it with money she made in her own job. In STEM, in politics, in healthcare, in fashion, in academy, in customer service. Her credit card is in her name (women in the US couldn’t have their own regardless of marital status until 1974). And it’s all pink and fashionable because femininity and badassness aren’t mutually exclusive. No matter who you are, you can be anything.

That’s why Barbie’s slogan is “you can be anything”. Teaching these ideals to little girls is why Barbie was created. Empowering women and empowering femininity is the original meaning of the Barbie doll. It’s not that you have to be all this to be a woman, but if you are all or some of this, you too are awesome.

And somehow pop culture deliberately changed that narrative. Sexualised, bimbofied, and villainised her, when she actually isn’t responsible for the impossible beauty standards — people are, she’s just a stylised, not-to-scale toy like most others.

Men are frothing because he’s just Ken and I guess they were expecting her to be just Barbie, but that’s exactly what Ken is. Canonically. A badass woman’s himbo boyfriend.

This movie has the potential to change the way we collectively see Barbie radically into what Ruth Handler’s intended, I’m so very excited

I need a six of crows and crooked kingdom audio book with each chapter pov narrated by the actors in the show RIGHT NOW please and thankyou

Everything is fine. Im completely fine. Its not the fact that one day, its just going to be nina, alone. At everyones funerals. No more crows. No more heists. No more chaos. Its no more. Just nina.