Let the feast of fools begin

mike flanagan simply cannot make anything without it saying "the horror is a love story. it was hideous and awful and people died and suffered without reason but it came from love, and the love was still good and pure and right for being there. the love created this monster and the cruelty will try to take the love with it too. but it never does, because love always outlives the pain, because it has to, because it's what it was all for."

ryan murphy’s horror is like “everyone’s evil but they have their reasons for it” and mike flanagan’s horror is like “no one’s inherently evil. we’re all just trying to do our best everyday and a lot of times there’s no one to applaud us for it but we have to keep going just because”

midnight mass saying the line between divinity and monstrosity is nonexistent and how you categorize it is a matter of what you choose to put your faith in. how far you’re willing to stretch belief to accept the things in front of you that you’ve been told are good even if they’re ugly. seeing is believing but can you believe what you see. bro i am flat on my back

I love leather and I love fur and I don’t mind arguing about it.

“Do you think it’s okay to slaughter animals for their skin?” I eat them too AUGH AUGH AUGH AUGH

“doctor I’m wearing a leather jacket and eating a hamburger please you have to take me away I’m a danger to society”

"doctor I prefer using biodegradable materials which only need one animal dead to be created and worn for years, instead of polluting the enviornment with microplastics Wich end up killing hundrets of animals by wearing a fake leather jacket that i have to replace maybe all 3 years"

FLORENCE PUGH The Guardian | © Rosaline Shahnavaz

*gets dressed up to spend time in the woods alone*

once at dawn i dressed up in my regency suit and went for a walk in the woods where i heard someone go “oh” (a little like a moan) and i got terrified i’d interrupted someone dogging or something so i immediately tried to walk away before i saw the person in question, who was just walking their dog (dogging in a sense!) and i got even more scared because they were wearing black skinny jeans and a black hoodie so they looked like they had very long slender arms and legs, and both of us were really shaken so i quickly tried to get out of sight. anyway i forgot i was wearing full 1810s regencywear complete with hat and probably looked significantly more like a ghost than they did. remember you’re never alone in the woods

imagine walking your dog in the woods and seeing an obvious Regency-era ghost notice you and bolt out of sight, visibly shaken

I’m CRYING this is hilarious

it has never been so clear to me that there are queer people in the writer’s room.. i have never seen such a clear representation of the feeling of community and seeking out others who are like you. it’s what feels so incredible about this show <3

#Small guide to know if Nancy Wheeler is into you

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