Reflecting on where she’s come from and where she’s headed, Kikuchi gives the impression that she knows what makes her happy, stressed, or at ease. “I have to,” she explains. “If I don’t know what makes me happy, I feel like I can’t play other people’s lives. In that sense I think actors are like instruments. To play ‘me’ as an instrument—unless I know myself—I can’t communicate it to others. Outside of my work, I try asking myself what I want. Do I want to sleep? Do I want to drink? Do I want to go to the beach? Do I want to be alone? Do I want to be with someone? I am honest with myself. I don’t want to lie to myself.”
Rinko Kikuchi for Flaunt
fake!married is the best trope and i never tire of it no matter how many are written and how badly they end up being. undercover!married is even better. “we have to lull our adversary into complacency by being as MARRIED AS POSSIBLE.”
accidental, unconscious domesticity and gradual cohabiting more like SIGN ME UP. sign me up for a lifetime membership, even. put it on my damn will. bury me in a casket full of fake!married fanfic.
the horn that wakes the sleepers
the shield that guards the realms of men
totalitarian dystopian future lit is like “what if the government got so powerful that all the bad stuff that’s already happening ALSO HAPPENED TO WHITE PEOPLE?”
GO GO CACTUS MAN