Bosscout screengrabs for them that wants ‘em!
Gil Favor/Pete Nolan, Rawhide. Looking at each other. Intensely.
“I do not expect your understanding, but I demand your support. As my partner, as my friend. Do I have it?
Do I have it?”
With apologies to Monty Python
As of six hours ago, I an a worker no more. I have ceased to be a worker. Bereft of work, I am now resting. I have shuffled off all notions of paid employment. I am an EX-WORKER.
Head ‘em up and move ‘em out, and Raise the black.
onthysleeve replied to your post “You know when in
410 Flint says: “I know what it’s like
to have lost…”d’you think silver gets it, or is he sitting there thinking flint can’t possibly imagine what it’s really like, because /obviously/ he doesn’t know what it’s like (yet) for Thomas or Miranda to come back from the dead?
AAHHH,
listen i’m dying!!! I think any attempt to “repair what’s been broken” flint
makes after he stole back the cache, just serves to deepen the rift between
them bc by then any last crumbs of silver’s lucidity has been obliterated under
the weight of the Betrayal and so he’s like. overanalyzing every single breath
flint takes in his direction in hope to unmask and survive his manipulative schemes
so imo even if he gets that flint is talking about him (which i’m not sure) he
absolutely does Not Trust the sentiment that flint is implying between the
lines……. honestly i think it’s so much worse if he gets it bc he would just
think it’s flint trying to use to his own advantage silver’s feelings for him
(feelings that I don’t think silver himself really understands or has been able
to properly rationalize and therefore feelings of which he’s superscared)
I know I run a book blog so maybe this isn’t the right platform for this, but girls: Please look out for other girls. Tonight I was stuck at a bus stop in Shoreditch circa 2 AM and saw another young woman getting harassed by a drunk, aggressive dude, and at first I thought, “She’s got it under control.” But then he started touching her and I went “No, that’s definitely not right.” So I barged over and shoved him out of the way and said, “Beth?? Oh my God, how are you, I haven’t seen you since grade school!” And this girl I’d never seen before in my life threw her arms around my neck and whispered, “You are an angel, thank God.” We talked for fifteen minutes, the creep lost interest, I watched her get on the bus and I will sleep so much better knowing she got home in one piece. If you see something weird happening, intervene. The worst that can happen is embarrassment, and I think that’s worth the risk when you consider the alternative.
Every platform is the right platform for this.
Yes, always reblog. Also if you don’t feel safe intervening call the police!
All good. Also consider that calling the police may not be safe for poc. Use your judgement.
“I have earned his trust. I have his true friendship. And so he’s going to have mine and as long as that is true I cannot imagine what is possible.“ –Black Sails 409
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