MY CABBAGES!

First two have good trigger discipline. Not Notsomuch number three in line.

Number Three is ready to kill

these appear to be muzzle loading carbines, which means a single firing rank like this is a very inefficient means of laying down fire. depending on the terrain, and opposing force of ballerinas would need only limited cover to survive one volley before rushing the reloading enemy

They don't even have bayonets fixed.

ok i definitely have some bones missing??? i definitely had a jawbone and it’s not there anymore wtf????

after some confusion, to clarify: not my own bones, but animal bones i’ve found out in the wilderness

“you couldn’t make this movie today” not because of cancel culture but because big studios aren’t willing to take risks on cool fun new ideas instead of adaptation number 7,000

Gen’s plan had worked! he succeeded in stealing the queen! she’d agreed to his marriage proposal! but the gods intervene and leave the plot in shambles—all for everything to turn out more or less identically anyway, except that Irene was able to choose Gen from a place of relative freedom. the gift of the gods is Irene wearing Gen’s earrings.

my best tip for anyone trying to get back into reading is to remember that you can read books to avoid other responsibilities in ur life and it can become a vice if you play your cards right

My therapist always says “reading is a healthy hobby” and every time I’m like “girl not how I do it.”

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the thing about art is that sometimes you'll be moved to tears by stuff that is not very good

A character trait/dynamic that I'm endlessly compelled by is someone dealing with (or, like, failing to) being the child of people who were too busy being good people to have the time and attention to be good parents. This can be anywhere from 'was a public defender who gave a shit working 60 hour weeks with basically no vacations' to 'left their family behind to join the revolution/war effort and is now a universally beloved martyr-hero who saved/remade the world with their final breath' on the groundedness spectrum. The important thing is a viscerally felt but confused and ugly mess of longing, resentment, and guilt about feeling the resentment.

big fan of when you peel back all layers of a character and at the bottom of it there's love

why are they doing this? because they loved someone so much it caused the plot to happen. Grief counts btw

ESPECIALLY a big fan of when this isn't enough to make them a good person