did i do this right
"you don't post your dead dove fics on anon?" no, all of my dead dove, dirty, disgusting gay smut are posted on my main. I have no shame. normalize a girl being a pervert and a sex-crazed freak
What a time to be alive in
I love being able to bake
Some idiot: "Why are you reading your own fic, that's shallow and stupid"
All fanfic writers and writers everywhere: "Who the fuck do you think I wrote it for?!"
Ethel cain is for the girls who are perverted, the girls who smoke a cigarette in the morning before even getting water, the girls who sleep in their mascara and eyeliner for days until it crumples off, the girls who dance naked, the girls who collect old photos of people they don't even know, the girls who watch gutwrenching movies, the girls who don't shave their armpits or legs/arms, the girls who sleep in until 3pm, the girls who want to go out to a field and take photos with a gun, the girls who dont brush their teeth everyday/shower everyday. Ethel cain is for the disgustingly beautiful ho's.
scarlet johannson did not spend an entire decade fighting tooth and nail to make natasha into an actual character instead of the sex object writers wanted her to be while also having to endure the most vile, misogynistic questions during press tours for people to now disrespect her legacy because yelena is 'better'. the only reason why that is, is because of everything scarlet went through. natasha singlehandedly paved the way for every other female superhero in the mcu and don't you forget that
I feel weird because there’s so much happening in the MCU rn and the avengers aren’t there anymore. Like what do you mean there’s no more Steve Rogers ? Where’s Natasha ? What’s gonna happen to Clint ? and Bruce ? And Thor who’s gonna be so alone ?
I can’t believe Reed Richards is never gonna meet Tony Stark because he’s dead.
They’re dead and nothing happened.
Like we had two avengers movies before civil war, before they just broke up and everything started falling apart.
Two movies, it’s nothing.
We saw them as friends, as a family, as a team for one movie. A single movie.
It’s not enough. It was nothing. So much potential and they’re just gone.
Don’t get me wrong, I love marvel movies, still do. I love our Captain America, I love Yelena and I think she’s going to be an amazing black widow and ofc I love Riri Williams and I loved her for years but I miss my avengers, I miss how different and fun and sad they were. I miss my team and I wish we had more of them.
I’ll stick to fanfiction and reread comics ofc but it’ll never be the same.
I wish they did more. I wish they were the found family we needed and I’m forever disappointed that they weren’t.
It ended too fast.
I’m watching the Thunderbolts trailer and the tower is empty. There’s no one there anymore as if they were never there before.
It breaks my heart it truly does.
I miss them, they deserved to be a family more than anything ❤️
trying to prove something to my mother ^^
i could make u cum 20 times a day
i think ptolomaea by ethel cain is one of the most brilliantly crafted songs i’ve ever listened to.
the way it opens with this distorted deeper voice (isaiah) and you hear the sound of flies buzzing in the background underneath the voice, thats such a cool detail. and while isaiah is singing, you hear ethel incoherently mumble (you literally hear her say “mama?” its so 😭😭) as she’s waking up from the drugs. when we finally hear her voice, it’s high pitched, raw, and vulnerable. because of how vulnerable of a situation she is in, but she doesn’t realize it yet because of the drugs she’s on. so this whole beginning is echoey and it captures the whole aloneness she’s feeling.
and then we get a beat drop at “even the iron still fears the rot,” where the instrumentals are a little heavier, her voice is still high and raw but there’s a sense of knowing in it. (“hiding from something, i cannot stop. walking on shadows, i cant lead him back”) as her hallucinations and the drugs start to wear off, she’s facing this darkness that’s been eating away at her with “daddy’s left and mama won’t come home,” which is something she rarely comes to terms with.
then we get that dark distorted voice again saying “you poor thing, sweet morning lamb. there’s nothing you can do, it’s already been done,” which is incredibly terrifying. not to mention that deafening crash of the drums, god the way those drums thunder so intensely like you can feel the dread in your bones. and then we hear ethel’s voice again saying “what fear a man like you brings upon a woman like me? please dont look at me..” which refers to when isaiah tells her to “show me your face,” during that line. and she’s pleading for him to stop looking at him, you can’t hear it because it’s in the background but he says “come here,” and right after you hear ethel say “i can see it in your eyes, tell me, what have you done?” which then goes into a sea of begs and pleas for him to “stop, stop” until the final “stop” is not sung, but instead a bone chilling shrill shriek. which is cut off by “i am the face of love’s rage.” and if you listen to the acapella, during “i am the face of love’s rage,” right underneath that main vocal, you hear a second high pitched scream, you hear bundles “no’s” and even a “no! please!” which i think ties the story really well together.
in the acapella, while “blessed be the daughters of cain,” is being read out, you can hear the gargling and choking noises as ethel is struggling to breathe and as she’s literally dying its really sickening but so well executed from an artist perspective. and then at the very very end, you hear a death rattle like that is INSANE
i love ptolomaea, i love how the instrumentals create such a unique atmosphere that makes it as terrifying as it sounds and how hayden uses her voice in different ways to tell the story effectively. and it works, it all works.
ptolomaea is the best song on preacher’s daughter thank you for coming to my ted talk