Party in Lothlorien

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Act 2 - Episode 5

Everybody Wants to Be My Enemy

wow so powerful.  what film is this?

Lajja. This film is called Lajja. Lajja, in a general translation from Hindi, means Shame. 

It talks about different women in different situations overcoming the shame instilled by the society to keep them under the control of men. 

*has no plans* wow I’m wasting my youth away my life is a wasteland I wish I was like one of those busy people

*has two things coming up in the same week* omg ok no I can’t handle the pressure of this wow my anxiety is off the charts this is too much

Eivor is like, genuinely charismatic and has social skills and can de-escalate situations when she wants to but loses all ability to fuction when flirting and trying to express any kind of attraction or romantic interest

Kassandra on the other hand has absolutely no social skills outside of calling people fuckers and being an occasional shithead, and only has charisma when she’s flirting

i’ve only played part of dao but i have a lot of thoughts on it

this is the best day of my life

this is it. this is the relationship i want.

concept: we’re in your car after a party. you kiss me, it’s dark except for the light from the dashboard. we drive in the gentle rain, softly singing along to music and hitting every red light on the way home. your hair is messy and i love you

Take Me Home, Country Roads by John Denver except it’s playing from your neighbor’s radio that you can hear from your back porch, which you sit out on to relax in spite of the loud buzzing from the lightbulb and the hoards of moths that flock to it on summer evenings like this.

This is just literally what it’s like to sit on my porch

is this asmr

our cinemagraphs on instagram: @kitchenghosts

traditional celtic folk music makes me go buck fucking wild. i don’t know what it is, if it’s just in my blood or if it’s a past life or just ‘cause it’s objectively soulful but I hear that fiddle and I immediately transform into this heartbroken irish widow in 1787 with a shawl draped over my shoulders staring over the cliffs of moher, waiting for my ghostly lover to return from sea

Concept: we are together. you are sleeping with your body wrapped around mine. it is quiet. my mind is calm. we are happy.

one day we’ll be safe and falling asleep together to the sound of each other’s heartbeats