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this quote is so funny to me because yeah no shit. why do you think we ship them babe????😭 why do you think we find their depth and complexity fascinating? why do you think we find the angst and the tension delicious? why do you think we want them covered in each other’s blood? why do you think we like rough and violent hate sex?
“maturing is realizing this is not the look of love” what’s next? maturing is realizing murders shown in horror movies are bad if applied to irl scenarios? maturing is realizing gore depicted in slasher films are not good if applied to irl scenarios?
maturing is realizing it’s fucking fiction and being able to separate that from reality 😭 you grow tf up and stop being chronically online please. or better yet, try watching nbc hannibal and figuring out why they call will and hannibal murder husbands.
maturing is knowing this is fiction and it’s hot.
Fudgy Brown Butter Brownies
Pages stained with coffee rings, thoughts blooming between lines, and light spilling into rooms where art and study meet. A life paced by paragraphs, warmed by stillness.
Apparently the Squid Game director made the cast test out the pentathlon game to figure out the right time limit, and now all I can picture is a cursed behind-the-scenes AU where Inho is like:
“Circle guards, we’re playtesting. Mask up. Game time.”
So now you’ve got a bunch of poor exhausted guards, who thought today was just gonna be corpse disposal and trauma, suddenly lined up for Red Light, Green Light like it’s gym class. And then Inho shows up—fully masked, trench coat flapping in the wind like some kind of dystopian PE teacher—and joins the game.
He’s doing everything with them, completely dead serious. They’re crawling through the honeycomb challenge and Inho’s right there, carving his shape with surgeon-level precision, muttering “Inconsistent sugar texture. We need a 12.3% longer boil.” like it’s a bomb diffusal exercise.
STOP BEING SELF CONSCIOUS ABOUT YOUR CREATIONS STOP SECOND GUESSING WHAT YOU REALLY WANNA DO STOP DEBATING IT'S WORTH. LET YOUR ART SERVE YOU INSTEAD OF THE OTHER WAY AROUND
Mathilde Augustadam
nostalgic.