its literally so sad that so many people in this world dont understand that riverdale is the show of all time ever. because cheryl blossom is the Most character of all fucking time and everyone in the entire universe should know about her and cherish her. shes clinically insane. she experiences female hysteria like no other. she is the most seen ive ever felt by a lesbian in television because she is just off her fucking rocker at all times and thats the best representation i could ask for. she constantly talks like shes possessed by a victorian ghost. she once WAS possessed by a victorian ghost (her ancestor, also a lesbian, because lesbianism is genetic like being a serial killer is). she was also haunted by the ghost of a triplet she thought she absorbed but didnt actually absorb in the womb possessing a porcelain doll and then when they went to the 50s that porcelain doll became a real boy. her having lesbian sex saved the world. she faked stigmata for clout while canonizing herself as the first living saint in order to take over the musical theater cult her mother had started around her dead twin brother as a christ figure and maple syrup as the blood of christ, but cheryl succeeded in taking over the cult because she and gay kevin wanted to sing songs. she’s also committed to ruining gay kevin’s life just for funsies most of the time. she lives in a creepy gothic mansion and goes about wearing flowing dressing gowns and carrying candelabras despite fully living in the 2020s (except for right now bc everyone got zapped to the 1950s) because her life is a gothic horror. she kept the taxidermed corpse of her dead twin in the basement for a while just for funsies because she is balls to the walls insane. when her uncle found said corpse he attacked her and her girlfriend accidentally killed him so the two of them plus her creepy haunted grandma decided to gaslight the man’s wife and child into thinking they had cannibalized him over thanksgiving dinner (it was awesome). also shes really good with a bow and arrow for funsies. shes one of the few characters on tv that actually says “im a lesbian” out loud. she has magical witch powers and can blow people up with her mind, literally, actually. once she got so fucking mad at a the leader of a different cult she had gotten roped into because he said that she couldn’t run for prom queen that she managed to deprogram herself basically overnight. for a while she was building her own version of the winchester mystery house due to being plagued by hysteria. shes an incredibly skilled artist who did forgery for a while. she can control bees with her mind. She’s The Queen Of The Bees. she had a collection of small witch girls in the splinter universe rivervale that were all dressed like rei from evangelion for no clear reason and went about performing ritualistic sacrifices in the woods. she’ll say shit like “my dear antoinette thou hast beguiled me” and “im cuckoo bananas for you, obvi” and “do you think these loubotins are too flashy for kombucha brewing?” with the same level of utter conviction. she is so, so haunted. she has suffered more than jesus. she is a girlboss she is a lunatic she is a war criminal and she is never going to die.
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The tragedy of Daemon Targaryen is this: the only language he knows for love is violence.
In “King of the Narrow Sea,” we learn that Viserys believes Daemon was their mother’s favorite. Daemon was always sneaking off to win tournaments. Daemon was the great warrior, and Viserys wasn’t. That difference between the boys earned him the larger share of Alyssa’s love, though Daemon demurs, uncharacteristically, when Viserys tells this story.
Daemon often feels pushed aside by those who should love him, chiefly Viserys. But he learned young that love is earned by skill. Love is a boon granted because of what you can do. Daemon is a weapon that he has forged himself. He makes himself the sword.
I’ll purge the city of criminals for you. I’ll go to war for you, and win that war without your help. I’ll kill my wife for you. I’ll defend you. I’ll cut down those who aim to smear you. I will put myself between you and yours and the danger that lurks outside. I will strike the first blow so the harm I fear will befall you never comes. I will only barely be reined in, and only by your word.
(And yes, some of it is pride, some of it is glory. But what is glory if not the admiration of others? What is pride if not the love you set aside for yourself?)
There is love in Daemon Targaryen. Like most characters of his ilk, he appears to feel all of his emotions very strongly, and love is no exception. It is sometimes in gestures, it is hardly in words. It is all in action, action, action.
In the end, Daemon dies fighting.
“yayyy it’s winter!! :D”
one thing i rlly rlly love abt matthew stover's take on the mustafar fight is how delusional he writes anakin. i mean hes flashing the crazy eyes in the movies but there's this specific kind of ruthlessness he has that people mistake for knowing what hes doing. like, he SOUNDS really convinced abt what hes saying and doing and youre hoping somewhere up there the hamster wheel is still spinning but willingness for cold blooded murder still doesnt mean ability for cold blooded reasoning. the hamster wheel IS still spinning but the hamster is on coke. but in the novelisation tho... he contradicts himself three times in a single exchange. padme tells him obi-wan is trying to kill him and that she didnt let him know where anakin was. anakin says aw thats too bad bc obi-wan has to die, hes a hussy and an enemy of state and he would have loved to fight him etc etc, really padme SHOULD have led him to him. then obi-wan shows up, anakin immediately attacks padme for leading obi-wan to him. you can argue that this was him being mad over perceived deception, not him changing his mind abt being sooo into fighting his best friend to the death (he does tell padme he would have loved this if it was a lover's gift) but then. after he choked out padme over the whole obi-wan thing he turns to obi-wan and is basically like yeah you can walk away. just retire or something. i wont bother you if you dont bother me, you always liked to meditate in solitude
u heard about doomed by the narrative now get ready for doomed by my mum and her coven of space eugenics cult sisters thru their 10k year long breeding program