you know those photo series that are like “In The Running For The Next Spiderman/Young Han Solo/Bachelor/Prince Eric/Property Brother”
and it’s just like nine generically handsome brunet white men that might all be Henry Cavill or might all be Matt Bomer or might all be the photogenic runner guy from 2012 for all we know but it’s impossible to tell because they are just so generic?
and you know how nobody really remembers what Moist von Lipwig (slash Albert Spangler where applicable) actually looks like, they just remember the gold hat, or the glasses, or the bountiful ear hair?
what I want is an adaptation where Moist, whenever he’s being an anonymous face or The Man in the Golden Suit or Albert Spangler, is played by a series of generically handsome brunet white men who are swapped out shot-to-shot.
Q: “Through this album, what do you want to communicate to those listening to it?” T: “Questions like this are the most difficult. This album’s title is ‘My Voice’. From the chorus, it’s only filled with my voice, and I put in an abundance of emotion when I was working on it. Personally, I believe that fans will recognize that emotions like that. I hope you will listen to it in the most comfortable position. Considering my records will come out countlessly going forward.”
…has Taako ever been afraid before? Has Taako ever once admitted to being scared of anything he was up against? Because he’s been on the brink of death before, several times, and all I remember are jokes. He’s faced some pretty severe odds, took some incredible risks, but there’s never been any hesitation - short of avoiding things entirely. There have been some awful situations that Taako didn’t seem to take seriously at all.
It’s possible that the prospect of something happening to Lup is the only thing Taako is truly afraid of.
And considering everything that’s happened, everything that Taako is about to remember, my heart might be breaking just a little bit.
some nights i’d feel so alone that the only comforting thing was the sky. so id learn a ton of constellations and go and sit outside and find every single one that i could and i would beg the sky to light me up inside because i was tired of burning out and i was desperately in need of some light and guidance. i painted planets on my walls and wrote down my favorite constellations. and on the very worst nights, when i felt like i was drowning underneath all of the blackness, i’d look at the moon and remember that someone, somewhere else was looking up at the sky, at that very moment, looking for the same thing as me. and at times, this is the most comforting thing.
you’re never alone. other people feel this way too.
You need to understand that I’ll never be the girl that begs you to stay. If you decide to walk out of my life, I might be sad for a little while but know that I’ll never chase you. I’ll just let you go.
Midnight thoughts (I may love you, but i’ll never need you)
Be resilient. Try again. And again. When things don’t go as planned, make a new plan. Know your strengths. Understand your weaknesses. You know what you are and what you aren’t. Use that knowledge to assess your situation. Just try again. When you fall down or come up short, know that isn’t the end of you or your journey. You can do anything. You can get through anything.