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we used to get prescribed a summer on the seaside. now we just get told to go touch grass. the economy is in shambles

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people telling you they reread your fic is the biggest compliment you could ever receive. there are thousands of stories out there begging to be found, to be explored, but your story meant so much to someone that they came back to it eagerly, they went over every word again. to love is to return and loving a fic is rereading it. thank you to all readers and rereaders <3333

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please please please please reblog if you’re a writer and have at some point felt like your writing is getting worse. I need to know if I’m the only one who’s struggling with these thoughts

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“omg you’re so creative. how do you get your ideas” i hallucinate a single scene in the taco bell drive thru and then spend 13 months trying to write it

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There is a galaxy of interlaced tragedies happening in season 9 but for me the biggest one is that Thursday thinks Morse's drinking is one of his foibles like his grammatical prescriptivism or refusal to watch TV. Even if he accepts that Morse has a problem and its something deeper than a personal failing, like his numerous phobias (blood, heights), I don't know that Thursday has the personal capacity really get what that means-- he might intellectually know it, or have heard something along those lines, but I think in his gut he's disappointed and even a little disgusted at Morse for not being able to tough it out.

What makes their relationship so beautiful and compelling is that Thursday liked and chose Morse from the beginning despite the fact that he is (in terms of a 60s detective unit) a genuine freak, but Thursday is usually just as pleased as he is baffled by all the opera and ancient greek and poems. But this one thing he just doesn't get and can't accept, this young man he's poured so much time and effort into his just throwing it away on booze. Here's Thursday thinking "was I wrong in seeing that potential? Was it a waste of time to bring him up by hand?" Even when Morse is back there's a lingering frost there, a distance caused by that betrayal of trust-- Morse let him down, and he's pulling away when Morse needs his support now more than ever.

He may not say anything but that scene where he accepts a drink in front of Morse is a perfect example of how he just doesn't get it. It's not a pub, Morse can't get up and walk around or ask for a squash to nurse or anything that might relieve the moment, he just has to sit there and wallow. And Thursday seemingly has no idea what it takes to just sit there and watch. "We heard it flow, we heard it ripple. Do you understand that word, ripple? It is a sound you hear with your tongue! You put your tongue out of your mouth to taste it better!" Then there's the relapse and Thursday decides to just walk away. Some people can't be helped. It kills me.

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btw i think if you tried to explain politics to Winnie the Pooh he wouldn't really get it & then if you went on explaining he'd be like 'why can't we all just be nice to each other' and you'd be like you got me there Pooh. I just don't know. :(

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its so difficult to draw anatomy. and objects. and backgrounds. and clothing. and colors. and lighting. i honestly dont know how i ever managed to draw anything in my entire life

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I wanna do something with my life, like watch more movies.

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36 reasons why we love Jonathan Bailey!

happy birthday darling ~ src

#Jonathan Bailey

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“i can’t do this anymore” says a girl who is not only going to do it but do it well

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I have been waiting all year to post this.

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Reblog so everyone can hear what they need.

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After the utter brilliance of Tux Tuesdays poetic endeavours I am feeling in need of some art culture nakedness

… luckily today is just the right day to deliver

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everyone always sayin to me "not to be weird" you have to be weird. you have to be weird for your health

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Did you ever just like...

Lenny saw Midge's speech that night and not only empathize with deep topics she talked about, but also fully understood how much he hurt her with rejection of help and empathy. How much she hates that it always either a woman or a comic, either sincere care or acknowledgment by the world. How he of all people, should understand her desire to be more than a gimmick. More than one thing.

And then in Blue Room, he finally have guts to act on his feelings, because she more important than his pride, his desperate clutching to fullness of life, his cool careless rascal persona. More important than all unspoken rules they had before to keep the safe distance. She is more important than God aka anything that usually helps you and grounds you. Cause at this moment their connection is what grounds him, calms his demons and makes him feel like a man, not a gimmick.

And then we have Fleabag and The Priest.

Yeah. For The Priest it's God. Cause sleeping with her not make him calm or grounded or humbled. It strips him down to all messy things inside, all little intrusive thoughts, all the worst instincts. All ugly and raw and full of hunger for life.

But it's not what he wants for himself, it's not what's best for him and what can make him happy in a long run. God is more important than a woman.

Lenny looked at Midge and saw the world full of wonders in a single moment in time. The Priest looked at Fleabag and saw that everything will pass.

#this is amazing #tmmm #fleabag

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don't forget to tell your lesbian friends you love them this week