I'm Actually Unshakeable As A Pazzi Truther Because Of What We Went Through With Preath Lmao. Like Everytime

I’d just like to talk about filmmaking and the CW for a hot minute.

Katie is very much correct about 1 thing: It’s not up to the creator to decide, how the audience will interpret their work.

You (the CW) can be a producer with tons of a experience, and make a show that you’ve worked on extensively, and you might still not get your message across to the audience. Or they might see things you didn’t intend to put out there. It happens, art is up for interpretation and there’s nothing to be done about it.

So suddenly, you find yourself with 2 actors with great chemistry. Lucky you, most people work hard to get that familiarity going and you just had it dumped in your lap. Here’s the deal though, perhaps that extra second of keeping the camera on their faces as they look at each other is enough for the audience to think there’s some tension between them. Don’t freak out, that’s OK. Again, it’s the audience’s job to pick up stuff here and there from your work that you didn’t intend to put out there. 

The question is, what do you do with this information, if it’s something you can work on?

If your show is solid, as in, you’ve created compelling characters who have arcs that are constantly evolving and plot lines that are leading somewhere and don’t get dumped and forgotten for the sake of new ones, people will keep watching the show regardless of what you do with the romances (unless the romances are the main theme of your story). You can keep an unplanned pairing platonic, in that sweet will they/won’t they spot, for quite a while if you’re a good writer.

But here’s the thing. If the only reason viewers tune in, is the pairing, you’re in some deep shit. Because if you keep the interactions platonic just to keep your show alive, you’re teasing the audience. You’re baiting them into tuning in to a bad show for the sake of unresolved tension. Basically, you’re not doing a good job. 

So, regardless of accusations of queerbaiting, which, in this case are accurate, you’re just not doing a good job. And the least you can do in the last season, after your show has been canceled, is have the balls to at least deliver what you’ve teased the audience into keeping your work alive and your paycheck running for - which is for the relationship to become canon. It’s really not that complicated.

“And when you told me what your favorite book was, I bought it and read it over and over… trying to find pieces of you in it.”

— Unknown

“I don’t think I wanna do that.” “Why? Are you scared of what she‘d look like? She’s just a corpse with worms for eyes, no different than when she was alive.”

It’s the perfect crime. We give the gays everything they want right up until they just die! X

avatrice stuff that i intend to finish

my dad likes to call the stretches of time where you’re not creating “dreaming periods” and says that they’re meant to allow you to absorb all of the beauty, life, and inspiration from the things around you so that when you’re able to create again, you will have fanned your spark back into a flame. sometimes its hard to see those moments as anything but stagnation, but he always says that they’re natural and healthy and needed—things that should be embraced rather than feared.

There'll be a moment when you realise you're 27 when yesterday you were just 17; and you wouldn't be able to tell how a decade passed away and your life got divided into before and afters. The fury of youth will subdue and nothing will really change but everything will feel different when you look at old photographs and blurry videos taken on cheap mobile phones. Scents will remind you of childhood and certain friends you don't talk to anymore, hangouts will become reunions and mom's burnt pie will become the best food you ever had. And I know on some days you won't be able to show anything of those 10 years but I hope you remember to breathe, and let go of the knot in your chest. I hope you go out in the sun and live a little, because tomorrow is 37.

Edit- I added the visualizer for this piece on my YT, check it out here

-Ritika Jyala, excerpt from The Flesh I Burned

she looks at me with

more adoration than i thought

a heart could possibly hold

and i don't know how to tell her

that i don't want to be a hero anymore.

heroes don't get happy endings,

the stories lie.

heroes make sacrifices,

heroes ache,

heroes have to choose.

how dare you ask me to choose

between the love of my life

and the rest of the world?

how could i make that decision?

what good is the rest of the world

if she isn't in it?

what good am i?

-mars

Believe it or not, I dreamed of this scene last night, so I had to do something about it…