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for the first time in two years you're allowed to wear your own clothes. you get led to your own death and black out. you suddenly wake up to see your husband you haven't seen in two years. he's absolutely SOAKED in blood. you two embrace and kiss and then run down hallways and shove a dead guy out of an elevator. you black out again wake up to him ignoring your screams for him and going back to hell and walking away holding hands with another woman. happened to my good friend gemma scout
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rb to tell prev they're being so brave right now and pat their head a little please
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I call upon the fan fic writing gods to bless you with the perseverance to finish one of your unfinished drafts.
May your fingers dance along the letters upon your device with ease, may the devil of distraction stay far from you, and may your work not need much editing.
I pass this blessing upon every fan fic writer out there.
As it came to me I give it to you.
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Andor Character of the Day: Ruescott Melshi
There he is: our sad space Scot, Kino's least favorite cheese, the Rebellion's somber soldier, Cassian's bad-time boy, my and Tony Gilroy's blorbo from our shows.
One of my favorite things about Melshi is that we watch him go from "Anyone that thinks they're getting out now is just dreaming" to "We're getting out of here: I can feel it" to "How many of us made it?" to "You want to get out of here?" He joins pessimism of the intellect and optimism of the will, and even though the former makes him seem like a loner on Narkina 5, by the time he and Cassian have escaped we see that the latter for him is all about collectivity: the we and the us and the you. Living the dream of liberty isn't enough if others can't. The function of freedom, as Toni Morrsion says, is to free someone else, and I think Melshi's plot arc attests to that.
Also, and I cannot emphasize this enough, he looks exhausted and vaguely-to-acutely miserable for nearly his entire time on the screen. Representation for everyone still resisting fascism while feeling really fucking bleak about the odds.