The Fact That Logan Put On A Cozy Sweater To Psychologically Trap His Son And Smother Him In His Arms.

god bless georgia tennant for being like. you know who can truly do this character justice as an angry pathetic tryhard rizzless ambitious and successful sociopath? my beloved husband.

Patrick Doyle is the goat amongst movie score composers. Sense and Sensiblity (1995)? A classic. Cinderella (2015)? Absolutely gorgeous. Harry Potter and the Goblet of Fire? I could go on. Particularly his pieces for dances are some of the loveliest things I've ever heard. Everyone should go now and listen to La Valse de L'Amour immediately, it is the embodiment of fairy tale in music.

You wouldn’t last an hour in the asylum where they raised me

one of my deepest darkest secrets is that the taggie x rupert relationship dynamic is literal catnip to me it hits every time. give me rakish older man who's so ruthless he scorches the ground of any place he's ever called home and then goes back to his empty life in his empty house and tries to remember how to be human, put a girl in front of him who's so genuinely good and unsullied and a little vulnerable and so sure he can be better than who he's always been that she almost makes him believe he can do it too and then - and this is crucial - make it so he absolutely cannot touch her no matter what. and then sit back and watch me implode

Oh how I love being a hinged woman fighting daily to not let the screws go loose

i love unhinged women but i also love women who try so fucking hard to be hinged. clinging to those hinges by her fingernails.

The show would be peak television if we just got a little bit of George Russell’s bare ass

if The Gilded Age (the show) wanted to be Great, it would stop the bullshit with Meryl Streep's daughter and be about:

a) fucking

b) Nathan Lane's accent

c) that Russell broad going "darling I need 37.3 million 2023 dollars (American) to fund a party at which I will drop an entire chandelier on Mrs. Astor and her associates"

to which her husband invariably hands her a blank check and goes "what my baby wants my baby gets, now send a telegram if you need me, I'm off to kill a union leader in the street"

no thoughts just jack dawkins' stupid flowy sleeves covered in blood

I need to be taken to the seaside for hysteria