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"Women are the most important part of horror because, by and large, women are the ones the horror happens to. 

Women have to endure it, fight it, survive it—in the movies and in real life.

They are at risk of attack from real-life monsters.

In America, a woman is assaulted every nine seconds.

Horror films [and horror TV] help explore these fears and imagine what it would be like to conquer them.

Women need to see themselves fighting monsters.  That’s part of how we figure out our stories.

But we also need to see ourselves behind-the-scenes, creating and writing and directing.

We need to tell our stories, too."

Mallory O'Meara - The Lady from the Black Lagoon: Hollywood Monsters and the Lost Legacy of Milicent Patrick.

Love this. 💜

(from New Life by Ana Božičević)

cuddling and resting. I miss this poncho so much!

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FYI!!!

[ID: A red image with white text, which says the following:

Alert!!

Anti-depressants during hot weather

If you are taking sertraline, citalopram, duloxetine, fluoxetin, mirtazipine OR any other SNRI/SSRI you are more prone to overheating and dehydration

Please stay safe in this heat! stay in the shade, stay hydrated, and wear sun cream

/End ID]

This also applies to antipsychotics!

More information on which types of antidepressants and antipsychotics worsen heat can be read here:

Key takeaways are that tricyclic meds affect the hypothalamus, which impairs the body's ability to regulate temperature. Other side-effects may be that you're less capable of recognising thirst signals, and some can slightly lower blood pressure which increases your chance of fainting in the heat.

SSRIs and SNRIs are known to increase sweating and cause hot flushes (which is obviously a bigger problem in the heat), so hydration is extra important if you're on these meds. The link between seratonin and temperature regulation doesn't seem to be as widely-understood as the link between tricyclic meds and temperature regulation, but apparently there is early evidence of a link between SSRIs/SNRIs and increased heat sensitivity.

Also, some antipsychotics and antidepressants increase sensitivity to sunlight, so wear a higher-factor suncream!

Good rule of thumb is research your specific medication and see if there's any advice about it and the heat. If you're concerned, speak to a pharmacist and/or your doctor - and, most importantly:

Do not just stop taking your meds.

I promise you, however awful the sweating/hot flushes/general heat horror is, it'll be much much worse if you suddenly drop your medication cold turkey (and you also don't want to be suffering Symptoms™ on top of the heat).

Stay safe everyone <3

To my “piggyback” anon. Thank you for taking the time to get all of that off your chest. You were very thorough, and because of that, I hesitate to post it. Yes, it’s your speculation, not mine, but I’d still be held responsible for sharing, so I’m going to try to answer your questions here without getting into the story too much.

Is it really just for shipbaiting or something more?

It is really just for shipbaiting, and by shipbaiting, I mean trying to convince viewers that a relationship is going to become canon, whether through explicit writing choices or purely through marketing, without any real intention to follow through. In this case, it seems obvious to me that the writers are not behind it. AMC wants Caryl fans to watch, but through every fault of their own, they can’t actually give us Caryl, so they have to find other ways to hold our attention. The first is by trying to appeal to our “feminine” side i.e. hoping we’ll gush over Daryl’s bond with yet another kid. The second is trying to scare or anger us into assuming the worst without pushing too far (because then they’d lose us), and later alleviate those fears so that we think “okay, that could’ve been worse” or “that wasn’t as bad as I thought it would be.”

That’s how they’ve gotten away with shitty storytelling in the past. It is gross. It is manipulative of viewers who are expected to pay for that shitty storytelling. And, it’s a huge gamble considering how badly they broke faith with their viewers. The smartest way to get our attention would’ve been to keep Caryl spiritually connected, but they never did that in S11 and based on what we’ve seen so far, they don’t seem to be doing that this time around either. Even if they did, we’d still be getting significantly less than what we wanted and I say fuck that shit 🤷🏻‍♀️

Is there any chance of Ikklesa or Lighteneverything or anyone else with spoiler info jumping in to provide some story-related reassurance here? I would love to be talked off the ledge haha. Melissa/Carol coming back was winning a battle, but far, far from winning the war.

I agree. Getting Carol back is a HUGE win all thanks to Melissa McBride, but AMC still needs to be held accountable for its storytelling. That means no more marketing ploys. They can’t call it a Caryl show and then deliver separate arcs. They can’t leave canon open to interpretation and hope that it’ll satisfy everyone. It won’t. We saw how mixed the reactions were to the series finale.

The only reassurance I can give is AMC seems to be leaning into desires to market S2, which could mean they’re more confident about what they’re delivering. I don’t know what the story is ultimately going to look like. I don’t think anyone does. As @ikkleosu explained before, we can get tidbits on certain things, but it’s highly unlikely anyone will be able to give us the whole picture. I know I sound like a broken record at this point, but if you have concerns, don’t jump in with both feet just yet. The show should be catering to your needs, not the other way around.

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getting into the shower: evil evil evil

being in the shower: there is no past and there is no future, there is just the here and now, i am alone but i am not lonely, i am calm and one with the universe, existence is sublime

getting out of the shower: evil evil evil (wet version)

idk if that's a good range or not, might redo if the stats look wonky

feel free to add what fandom its for too!

Put in the tags please if you answered yes lets have fun with this

For example my childhood dog was named Cher after the singer and yes she had a brother named Sunny

This is utterly perfect. And when you lay it all out like that, it really becomes starkly apparent just how ridiculous everything about Le Baguette is. :p

“I’ve always felt like there was magic for [Carol and Daryl] to be together. That was something I pushed in the writer’s room cause I felt those characters needed to be together.” - Glen Mazzara, former TWD showrunner.

Ladies, I am holding out my hand. Do you trust me?

I need you to open Google Maps. Locate your nearest mall. Get in your car. Drive to Yankee Candle.

Past the seasonal pumpkin display, near the back of the store, you will find a trash pile Man Candle section. You will see candles called MMM, Bacon!. Riding Mower. Man Town. (I’m not kidding. Man Town.) Stay strong. Not in this section, but likely very near this section, you will find a candle called Mountain Lodge.

Hold this jar in your hands like a talisman. Close your eyes and picture a man.

I want to be clear: I’m not talking about a Hugh Dancy. Or an Andrew Garfield, a Ben Whishaw, even a Tom Hiddleston. This exercise requires someone in the Chris Evans weight class. The Richard Armitage department. Someone with smile lines around his eyes who could chop the cedar for your bower with his own hands, strangle an alpha wolf, carry you home when you sprain your ankle in the woods, bench press your entire body. Picture this man in your mountain home with a full beard, a slightly grimy white henley, a fond half smile he reserves only for you. Now open the lid and smell Mountain Lodge.

Steady yourself on the man candle display. Give yourself a second. No, you’re not wrong. Yes, the Yankee Candle Company has just eliminated the need for men. This medium tumbler Mountain Lodge candle jar is now your boyfriend. The Yankee Candle Company has effectively replaced the need for contact with the male half of our species with a compact and clean-burning candle in a jar.

“Do you like this one?” the cashier asked, ringing me up. “Every man should be required by law to smell like what this candle smells like,” I replied intensely. “That’ll be $12.01,” she said.

MOUNTAIN LODGE

it literally smells like waking up on a cold night to find a bearded richard armitage adding another quilt to the bed before he gets back in and pulls you snugly against his chest

I’m not fucking around I feel like I should be watching chris hemsworth in flannel and suspenders whittling a delicate masterpiece in front of a fireplace rn

All right, Tumblr, I saw this post a few months ago and immediately realized I had to smell this candle.  I have never in my life experienced such a burning need (pun intended) to smell what the Yankee Candle website described as a warm aroma of cedarwood and sage, but what Tumblr described as my new boyfriend.

The trouble is that nearest Yankee Candle Company store was a bit of a trek, and my schedule tended to prohibit this olfactory adventure.

So for the last few weeks, as I’d scroll my Tumblr dash and look at images of attractive manly men, I’d sigh and wistfully think, if only I could engage another sense with this image. If only I could I could truly fathom the ideal fragrance of this man.

And then this happened.

And I knew.

I knew whatever was happening, I needed to get to a Yankee Candle Company. The scent of Mountain Lodge would transport me instantly to this scene. The aroma of this infamous candle could make me live out a self-insertion Avengers fanfic.

So I got in my car, made the drive, and located the Yankee Candle Company.  The store was crowded with holiday shoppers. My nose was immediately assaulted by hundreds of warring scents.  

I battled through the sea of humanity and the Angel Wings-Merry Marshmallow-Magical Frosted Forest assault, buoyed on by my need to understand what Steve Rogers ripping a log in half with his bare hands smelled like.

I waded toward the back of the store, only to discover the man candle section seems to have been discontinued. What was I going to steady myself on, once I found my scented gateway to hanging out with the Avengers on Hawkeye’s farm? I felt lost, adrift, unable to find my bearings amid Soft Blanket-Fluffy Towels-Home Sweet Home.

And then… rising from the “Fresh” display, there it was.

Mountain Lodge.

It was the moment of truth. What would it be like to smell this infamous candle?

I opened the lid. I took a deep breath.

And I giggled.

Ah yes.  This was it.  This gentle, pleasantly masculine fragrance, in fact, reduced me to what I’d probably do in the actual presence of Chris Evans: giggle like an idiot.

The smell makes me smile, makes me laugh, makes me gently swoon: all reactions that, indeed, can be elicited by an ideal man. I can barely handle the true power of Mountain Lodge.

Several months have passed since this discovery. I have regaled friends with the saga, and after hearing of it, they, too, felt the burning need to smell the candle.  One by one, we have all become Mountain Lodge converts. In times of need, this candle is our refuge. Our group has developed escapist superpowers, infused by the Yankee Candle Company. 

THE CANDLE, THE MYTH, THE LEGEND.  

MOUNTAIN LODGE.

This is how you do advertisement

we love everything about all of this. We will always be there for you, just light your Mountain Lodge candle and know that our love burns bright for you.

The official Yankee Candle™ tumblr account has recognized the Mountain Lodge mythos. My work on the material plane is finally complete. A being of pure light, I slowly ascend to the aether.

So I went into the Yankee Candle in my local mall today, 30 minutes after they opened so it’s just me and the employee there. Both images make the candle look on the redder side so I’m looking with the reds since they’re color-coded and not really finding it and I must look confused because the clerk asks if she can help me find anything. “Yes, Um. I’m looking for Mountain… mountain Cabin?” “Mountain Lodge?” she politely clarified and I nodded “Yeah, I think so.” She led me over to a different area and picked up a candle that was not red but brown like the color of the wood your lumberjack bae of choice will no doubt chop for the fireplace to keep you warm. “That’s funny, the candle gets popular in waves. Sometimes nobody remembers we have it, and then for like a week people will come in asking for ‘Mountain Something’.” she handed me the candle, let me smell it. 

“Oh, that’s. Um. That’s probably because of the tumblr post going around?” she knew Yankee Candle did social media but wasn’t familiar with the specific post. So I gave her a brief summary of it, slowly getting a bit more embarrassed. If she judged me she didn’t show it, laughing in a friendly manner and saying she’d have to look it up. “Yes,” I said. “It’s very convincing.” 

God fucking dammit I’m gonna have to buy man candles now

Granted my bedsheets currently smell like cedar so

I was genuinely skeptical, for tumblr has the tendency to get a little too hyped up over something not that great.

Never have I been so glad to be proven wrong.

After finding this post for the second time in less than a month, and with my birthday being yesterday (and therefore I had the extra money to spare), I figured it was fate for me to actually drive the short 7 miles to my nearest Yankee Candle and see what all the fuss was about.

When I reached the store, I entered with a mission. I was going to find this candle. I was going to see for myself if it truly lived up to its tumblr reputation.

The sweet blonde lady at the register didn’t even get the chance to ask me if I was looking for anything in particular when I found it. Under the “Home” section of the quaint little store was the beautiful warm brown of this candle. I smiled at the lady and told her that I found what I was looking for.

I braced myself. I pictured Chris Evans. I pictured Chris Hemsworth, even Chris Pine. I opened the lid.

I giggled. I smiled like a dork. I blushed and I swooned and this candle is the greatest creation on God’s great earth. You don’t even need to picture the buff and burly man. As soon as I smelled the candle, my thoughts immediately jumped to Brendon Urie and Patrick Stump, for I know that’s what those two glorious men smell like as well.

Friends, believe me when I say this: the Yankee Candle Company has done it. This glorious company has successfully managed to capture the essence of Your Next Boyfriend™ and put it in the form of a candle.

Go on now, my children. Bask in its glory