the downside of following a bunch of people with impeccable taste who are all mutuals is that sometimes a Good Post will enter the ecosystem and you will have to scroll past it eight bajillion times for the next three days
i do love the terror bc it has that insane “characters who know theyre in a story” trope that makes me crazy but in wildly different ways. crozier knows from the beginning theyre in a tragedy and hes powerless to stop it. until carnivale james thinks theyre in a high adventure story of which he is the protagonist and this is just his prologue and he slowly comes to realize and accept that it’s crozier’s tragedy. and hickey thinks hes the protagonist of some kind of bizarre cosmic horror story that will be read as religious text in a thousand years once he’s managed to eat the sun but he is just a rat in the ships hold.
“We were interested to know, in the writers’ room, at what moment each character stepped from a high adventure story into a horror story, and that’s obviously different for every character. And we knew there were going to be a handful of characters who refused, Blanky at the top of that list. He never enters the horror story; he wouldn’t dignify a horror story with his participation, ever, so he stays in the adventure story ’til the very end.
But we also knew we wanted a character to — Hickey being chief among them — who just already start the show in a horror show, and he’s in a survival story when we meet him and has been for years.”
the thing is this dashboard change isnt the end of the world ill get used to it whatever im just fucking dying of embarrassment that its supposed to look like twitter
twitter gets run over by a bus and the next day tumblr comes 2 school wearing her clothes like. oh my god come on
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