POV: you've stowed away on a time machine and it's dropped you off at Paddington, nearly a decade ago. This is the TDM cast board now facing you. Who are you following?
[Alt: a cast board, listing characters and the performers who are playing them.
William - Omar Gordon, Mary - Laure Bachelot, Dwayne - Oliver Hornsby-Sayer, Andy - James Finnemore, Harry Greener - James Sobol Kelly, Faye Greener - Katie Lusby, Miguel - Georges Hann, Conrad - Alex Mugnaioni, The Dust Witch - Katherine Cowie, Drugstore Girl - Sonya Cullingford, The Barman - Ygal Jerome Tsur, The Grocer - Monsur Ali, The Fool - Alistair Goldsmith, Wendy - Chihiro Kawasaki, Marshall - Jesse Kovarsky, Dolores Grey - Marla Phelan, Andrea - Kirsty Arnold, Claude Estée - Anwar Russell, Frankie - Daniel Whiley, Alice Estée - Emily Mytton, The Doctor - Sam Booth, Mr Stanford - James Traherne, Assistant to Ms Grey - Stephanie Nightingale, The Gatekeeper - Christian From, Romola - Sarah Sweeney, Lila - Kath Duggan, The Seamstress - Annabeth Berkeley, Phoebe - Mia Mountain, Mr Tuttle - Edward Halsted, The Executives - Matthew Blake + Kathryn McGarr, Band - William South, Pete Bennie, Graham Farnsworth + Jake Woodward]
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some of the gayest things i did w my girl besties as a kid that haunt me daily even though i'm almost 25
laying on the hot cement of the playground watching the clouds, talking about which boys we'd date in class, and i look over at her and notice how the sun is turning her black hair slightly red in the sun and sigh and say "i wish i were a boy, 'cause then i'd date you"
made a new best friend a little after her who was a year younger than me and i wanted to live inside her skin, a little bit, and went over to her house constantly. i drew her silly art, those weird emo blobs from the mid aughts, and she hung it up on her door. we joked about being married a lot. when i had to move away across the country, one night i was staring up at the moon while listening to a love song and started sobbing wondering if she was also looking at the moon. i never texted her again.
when i was 12 i fell in love with a girl for the first time i knew about. i had just gotten over being weirded out by gay people & when the kids in class started whispering about us being dykes, my teacher called home about it. i cried my eyes out in a red pickup truck with my mom as i told her i was in love with her, but it was fine because she was straight. i was drinking a red slushie.
once with that same girl, we went on a field trip to a nearby science museum. it was within walking distance and she held my hand the whole way, even though we were too old for it. at some point i started swinging her hand and knocking into her and laughing and eventually she just picked me up, put me on her back, and carried me the rest of the way while we laughed. at the museum, she kept finding me and holding my hand again. i went home that night, so giddy, and just kept thinking about her hand in mine and didn't even care about what the rest of the kids were whispering
in february, before that, she'd asked me which girl i had a crush on in class because i'd posted about it on tumblr. it took me a half hour to finally tell her it was her, blushing to my ears as we walked around the perimeter of the playground (we were at a small private school with less than 100 students, so even the middle schoolers got to use the playground), refusing to look at her. she told me she didn't feel like that, but i was still her best friend and she wasn't mad at me or weirded out. if one of us were boys, she said, maybe it would've worked out. her mom moved her back to california at the end of the school year. i never saw her again and she wasn't allowed to talk to me. she messaged me once, years later on here, to tell me i was pretty in a prom dress i'd tried on. she blocked me later.
i wrote down a story about her, a year later, for 8th grade english class. in it, i imagined that she'd never left, and that she'd kissed me while we laid in the grass, mixing up my stories and my life. my teacher looked at me with such a soft sadness and told me it was very beautifully written. she wanted me to submit it to a contest. it won.
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@frazzledsoul shared an absolutely baffling take that she spotted on Instagram . Someone claimed "People are so distracted by Jess' looks that they overlook the fact he is a calculator (calculated?) person only at the age of 16 it's alarming and SICK that Jess knew how to manipulate Dean and Rory's relationship to make them feel uncomfortable with each other! Jess did this to make Dean feel insecure and paranoid so Rory got progressively more distant and Jess can take Rory away from him!"
Dean wasn't insecure and paranoid until Jess showed up? I smell a trash take! Lessgo!
I notice Dean's supporters who blame Jess for being a big ol Ruiner seem to gloss over Dean's jealousy over TRISTAN (who was nothing more than a bully and a harrasser that Rory wasn't dating or even interested in). If everything was so dang hunky dory for Dean and Rory (Lol, that rhymed) before Jess shows up, what is Dean's excuse for being insecure, paranoid, and making Rory uncomfortable for the entire first season of the show, another 5 episodes of season 2 until Jess shows up, then another some odd epsiodes into season 2 until Dean and Jess even just meet each other or are simply aware of each other's existence? The first time we truly see the rivalry between Dean and Jess start brewing on screen isn't until Bracebridge Dinner (2x10), and then it heats up for realsies in A Tisket a Tasket (2x13). So before 2x,10, who was using their psychic abilities on Dean to "make him" treat Rory like crap for 30 some odd episodes? He treated Tristan with the same jealous contempt as he did Jess, and I would argue it was even worse. in fact in Love, Daisies, and Troubadors, Tristan grabs Rory's books without her consent while Dean is in the Chilton parking lot. All he has to do is see Tristan with Rory's books (that she didn't want him to take and was trying to get back from him) and he doesn't ask Rory any questions. His temper is instantly set off and he becomes scarily jealous in the school parking lot and starts raising his voice at Rory in front of hundreds of other students.
Not to excuse Tristan for being a bully. Poor Rory is exhausted and she should probably just give up on boys, run away and join a nunnery. But we're talking about Dean The Butt Forrester here. Just seeing another boy carrying Rory's books was enough to set him off.
Just a very select few examples of Dean being insecure, paranoid jealous, and just a garden variety asshole, and Rory's "comfort" with him, long before Liz stuck Jess on that bus to hell:
See, he's more than capable of being a butt clown all on his own! Sorry Dean Lovers, ya'll get five seasons worth of your lover boy and we only get 1 and a half of Jess. You can't use Jess as a "get out of jail free card" for every shitty thing Dean does.
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i watched the dead boy detectives show and can i say my fav fav fav character probably being my comfort character from now on is NIKO !!! I LOVE HER SOSOSOSOSO MUCH, I WANNA PROTECT HER FROM EVERYTHING AND EVERYONE, SHE HAS SUCH A PURE SOUL, A HEART OF GOLD, NO ONE IS LIKE HER, SHE'S JUST THE MOST AMAZING AND SWEETEST SUNSHINE CHARACTER EVER CREATED. so yeah, i like niko :)
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