Art By Sophithil

I've been drawing all of the yellowjackets while I re-watch to cope with the fact that we're gonna have to wait for season 4. Of course I had to draw my favorite girl Misty.

Aftersun (2022) are Remus and Teddy and absolutely nobody can tell me otherwise.

I hate how eager we always are to get the last word in an argument when, looking back at it, those are the ones we regret the most.

I talk to the moon every night,

In her glow, I seek your smile.

But it never feels quite right,

For she’s never warm nor wild.

I'm tired of people hating on Atyd specially on the characterization of Remus. People often say " I hate how rude and inconsiderate he is sometimes, he would never do that" as if his personality and the way he reacts isn't a direct reflection of the hostile environment he grew up in. He didn't have anyone growing up, his father decided to leave this world and his mother left him in an orphanage where he never had anyone.

I know how we all feel about her... but remember season 2, she was so scared and lost. I don't condone her actions but fuck they were all cult crazy in season two.

Stephen from Penda's Fen (1974) is so Remus Lupin coded but most of you aren't ready for that conversation...

I love my crazy wife

I can feel my life slip trough my fingers

Most of the time I don't even know what day it is

Most of the time I don't like the answer.

I miss you in my broken bones

I look for you in my dreams

My heart aches for you

And everything you said you'd be.

You know what's truly devastating? That people often overlook Mary's grief. She lost everything she held most dear to a war she never wanted to be part of and had been affecting her since it started, and I'm talking about the segregation and mistreatment that she had to suffer all of her teenage years. Because a war doesn't start in the field, it starts in the mind. In the minds of those who choose to hurt others for simply being different, thinking different and sometimes just for existing.

In the end she chose to wipe her memory, all of those years that brought her so much joy that now only brought her to tears. She chose to live in ignorance, but ignorance is the greatest gift and the biggest curse.