Don’t know how many times I’ve showed a non-Tumblr person a Tumblr post and had the whole thing derail because the poor soul actually read someone’s user name.
“Why does it say–” *squints at the screen* “….aziraphale’s flaming cock??”
pioneering something called “gritted teeth optimism” where everything is gonna turn out okay even if i have to bite and claw and gnash my way through it
Everything’s gonna be fine and it’s not negotiable.
If reincarnation is real I wonder how many people stare at their own art in museums, listen to their own music they made in a different life and read books they don’t remember writing
i’ll say it til the cows come home but as undeniably strange as the star wars prequels are, george lucas’ direction with anakin was downright fucking inspired. people were waiting for whatever badass backstory lucas was sure to give them, awaiting a naturally intimidating actor with rogueish charm to be cast, waiting for this masterpiece of badass villainy or whatever, and george lucas is like no, no, i’ve got you. and then he finds the one man on the planet who looked babier than baby mark hamill and says, “his main personality trait will be being weird and awkward, secondary personality trait loving his wife, tertiary personality trait being incredibly good at murder, and all of these traits will do battle on the silver screen for three movies until they all win in possibly the worst way.” that fucking rules. george lucas could’ve done anything with darth vader and he willingly, enthusiastically chose mentally unstable college student who is somehow married but his only friend is his kind-of dad. that fucking rules, top down, that’s fucking exquisite. if you don’t think that premise is inherently entertaining you’ve got no taste
