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House's Head / Wilson's Heart or something
Superman x Lex Luthor has always existed it just took Nicholas Hoult to look breedable for you guys to wake up. Smallville sleeper agents are slowly emerging, and I am so here for it
I’ve never seen brown eyes look so blue/I will soon forget the colour of your eyes/give me your eyes I need sunshine/the whites of your eyes shine black in the lowlight/crazy bout his angel eyes/linger on your pale blue eyes/the whites of your eyes burn from across the room/are you watching me with the eyes of a predator/never let them take the light behind your eyes/starless eyes for heaven’s sake
Peggy ily but return Steve Rogers to us please. Remind him of his boyfie on suicide watch pls. He’s gonna form the next suicide squad mama keep all the guns
Thomas Harris did not understand his own character and I stand by that. Hannibal (NBC) is more than just your average cannibal. Most cannibalistic storyline have undertones of wanting to be whole, wanting connection, wanting revenge, lust, greed. Now there is a lot of greed and lust in Hannibal (NBC) too but that’s. Literally the yaoi. It’s not the motivation for Hannibal’s cannibalism: that’s wholly separate. So, what exactly is his motivation. We must understand that he holds no hesitation in the taking of another human’s life: he simply does not view them as a human. Hannibal’s philosophy is ultimately based on the concept of waste. From the backstory we know, he was born into a time of war. He had to scrape together bits to survive with Mischa, and even then she didn’t make it. From a young age, food became more than just how we view it: to him it was sustenance, vitality, life. The lack of it, the hunger, made him crave on levels that we cannot understand. Now, to introduce the concept of waste: to him, the rude are simply a waste of space. They take up water, space, food, but in his eyes, bring nothing to the table. By putting them on his table, by making food out of them, which to him, is the exact opposite of waste, in his mind he is transforming waste to something actually important: food. To put in shortly he has an insane god complex.
So why is this so unique? Hannibal isn’t driven by a lack within him, or a craving. He is in such a position of detachment and moral superiority that it is almost concerning. Yet we know he is not a psychopath: as a practicing psychologist, he has a better grasp over the human condition than the average person. He wholly embraces his own being, his own moral code, and the concept that he is in the wrong simply isn’t one. He doesn’t consider himself a killer or murderer: rather a saviour. He transforms wastefulness into sustenance. That’s why he consumes as a cannibal: because he will never let anything go to waste.
Now, consider how this could possibly be a critique on the people in power nowadays. Power will always make someone have this self righteousness, this moral code that is different from the masses. Hannibal is the perfect representation of those in power now: how they do not view humans as humans, how they seemingly operate by their own laws, how they believe themselves to be gods. They’re blinded by their own beliefs, by the power they hold, fully confident that they are the ones who are superior and in the right. I have a theory that cannibalism in Hannibal (NBC) is used to critique today’s hierarchy, and how the social structure has allowed for such “cannibals” to appear, run wild and do what they want. Of course, it is much more nuanced in real life, and much more sinister: Hannibal can be out behind bars for his actions. They cannot. I do believe that understanding Hannibal’s psyche is a good start at understanding those up there. Power will always blind. Stay strong guys.
The two best reasons to ship anything are:
1.Incredible deep and detailed narrative themes. The parallels that seem to hit just right, the narrative foils that they can be to each other, the intricate dynamic that's both extremely complex and easily understood. The juxtaposition between something that's harsh and undoubtedly toxic, with the softer undertones, the parts where you read in-between the lines and find a mutual feeling of loneliness from both parts, their intrinsic understanding of each other comes from the mere fact that they're each others mirrored reflections and shadows. In the end both sides will be together forever, and you as an audience can clearly see their tragedy laid out before in a path that blurs pure anguish and tender romance
2.It would be so fucking funny
kneee deep in the passenger seat and i'm begging you to tell me that you love me because you are the only person that i have had a stable relationship for ten years and now i'm dying and youre the only thing ive got left and i need you and i want you to say that you love me
Sorry guys I promise I’ll make sum good one day 😼
half a foot forward and yall could make out on that bike, old men
memento amoris. remember you must love.
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Something that’s been very interesting to me, in this new wave of post-miniseries Good Omens fandom, is the apparent fannish consensus that Crowley is, in fact, bad at his job. That he’s actually quite nice. That he’s been skating by hiding his general goodness from hell by taking credit for human evil and doling out a smattering of tiny benign inconveniences that he calls bad.
I get the urge towards that headcanon, and I do think the Crowley in the miniseries comes off as nicer than the one in the book. (I think miniseries Crowley and Aziraphale are both a little nicer, a little more toothless, than the versions of themselves in the book.) But maybe it’s because I was a book fan first, or maybe it’s because I just find him infinitely more interesting this way–I think Crowley, even show!Crowley, has the capacity to be very good at his job of sowing evil. And I think that matters to the story as a whole.
A demon’s job on Earth, and specifically Crowley’s job on Earth, isn’t to make people suffer. It’s to make people sin. And the handful of ‘evil’ things we see Crowley do over the course of the series are effective at that, even if the show itself doesn’t explore them a lot.
Take the cell phone network thing, for instance. This gets a paragraph in the book that’s largely brushed off in the conversation with Hastur and Ligur, and I think it’s really telling:
What could he tell them? That twenty thousand people got bloody furious? That you could hear the arteries clanging shut all across the city? And that then they went back and took it out on their secretaries or traffic wardens or whatever, and they took it out on other people? In all kinds of vindictive little ways which, and here was the good bit, they thought up themselves. For the rest of the day. The pass-along effects were incalculable. Thousands and thousands of souls all got a faint patina of tarnish, and you hardly had to lift a finger.
In essence, without any great expenditure of effort (look, I’d never say Crowley isn’t slothful, but that just makes him efficient), he’s managed to put half of London in a mental and emotional state that Crowley knows will make them more inclined to sin. He’s given twenty thousand or a hundred thousand or half a million people a Bad Day. Which, okay, it’s just a bad day–but bad days are exhausting. Bad days make you snap, make you fail at things, make you feel guiltier and more stressed out in the aftermath when you wake up the next day, makes everything a little worse. Bad days matter.
Maybe it’s because I’m a believer in the ripple effect of small kindnesses, and that means I have to believe in its opposite. Maybe it’s just that I, personally, have had enough days that were bad enough that a downed cell network (or an angry coworker because of a downed cell network) would honestly have mattered. But somebody who deliberately moves through the world doing their best to make everyone’s lives harder, with the aim of encouraging everybody around them to be just a little crueler, just a little angrier, just a little less empathetic–you know what, yes. I do call that successful evil.
It’s subtle, is the thing. That’s why Hastur and Ligur don’t get it, don’t approve of it. Not because Crowley isn’t good at his job, but because we’ve seen from the beginning that Hastur and Ligur are extremely out of touch with humanity and the modern world and just plain aren’t smart enough to get it. It’s a strategy that relies on understanding how humans work, what our buttons are and how to press them. It’s also a strategy that’s remarkably advanced in terms of free will. Hastur and Ligur deliberately tempt and coerce and entrap individuals into sinning, but Crowley never even gets close. We never see him say to a single person, ‘hey, I’ve got an idea for you, why don’t you go do this bad thing?’ He sets up conditions to encourage humans to actually do the bad things they’re already thinking of themselves. He creates a situation and opens it up to the results of free choice. Every single thing a person does after Crowley’s messed with them is their own decision, without any demonic coercion to blame for any of it.
You see it again in the paintball match. “They wanted real guns, I gave them what they wanted.” In this case, Crowley didn’t need to irritate anybody into wanting to do evil–the desire to shoot and hurt and maybe even kill their own coworkers was already present in every combatant on that paintball field. Crowley just so happened to be there at exactly the right time to give them the opportunity to turn that fleeting, kind-of-bad-but-never-acted-upon desire into real, concrete, attempted murder. Sure, nobody died–where would be the fun in a pile of corpses? But now forty-odd people who may never have committed a real act of violence in their entire lives, caught in a moment of weakness with real live weapons in their hands, will get to spend the rest of their lives knowing that given the opportunity and the tiniest smidgen of plausible deniability, they are absolutely the sort of people who could and would kill another human being they see every single day over a string of petty annoyances.
Crowley understands the path between bad thought and evil action. He knows it gets shorter when somebody is upset or irritated, and that it gets shorter when people practice turning one into the other. He understands that sometimes, removing a couple of practical obstacles is the only nudge a person needs–no demonic pressure or circumvention of free will required.
I love this interpretation, because I love the idea that Crowley, who’s been living on Earth for six thousand years, actually gets people in a way no other demon can. I love the idea that Crowley, the very first tempter, who was there when free will was invented, understands how it works and how to use it better than maybe anyone else. And I really love the idea that Crowley our hero, who loves Aziraphale and saves the world, isn’t necessarily a good guy.
There’s a narrative fandom’s been telling that, at its core, is centered around the idea that Crowley is good, and loves and cares and is nice, and always has been. Heaven and its rigid ideas of Right and Wrong is itself the bad thing. Crowley is too good for Heaven, and was punished for it, but under all the angst and pain and feelings of hurt and betrayal, he’s the best of all of them after all.
That’s a compelling story. There’s a reason we keep telling it. The conflict between kindness and Moral Authority, the idea that maybe the people in charge are the ones who’re wrong and the people they’ve rejected are both victim and hero all at once–yeah. There’s a lot there to connect with, and I wouldn’t want to take it away from anyone. But the compelling story I want, for me, is different.
I look at Crowley and I want a story about someone who absolutely has the capacity for cruelty and disseminating evil into the world. Somebody who’s actually really skilled at it, even if all he does is create opportunities, and humans themselves just keep living down to and even surpassing his expectations. Somebody who enjoys it, even. Maybe he was unfairly labeled and tossed out of heaven to begin with, but he’s embraced what he was given. He’s thrived. He is, legitimately, a bad person.
And he tries to save the world anyway.
He loves Aziraphale. He helps save the entire world. Scared and desperate and determined and devoted, he drives through a wall of fire for the sake of something other than himself. He likes humans, their cleverness, their complexities, the talent they have for doing the same sort of evil he does himself, the talent they have for doing the exact opposite. He cares.
It’s not a story about someone who was always secretly good even though they tried to convince the whole world and themself that they weren’t. It’s a story about someone who, despite being legitimately bad in so many ways, still has the capacity to be good anyway. It’s not about redemption, or about what Heaven thinks or judges or wants. It’s about free will. However terrible you are or were or have the ability to be, you can still choose to do a good thing. You can still love. You can still be loved in return.
And I think that matters.
ALL OF THIS.
I can describe my feelings about this take only in one sentence: shades of grey. That’s why I love Crowley and Aziraphale so much.
They’re both good and bad at the same time. Crowley isn’t a perfectly good or kind person, he can be evil and do bad things, he can do genuine evil and sometimes enjoy it. And he does all of that. But at the same time, he often chooses to do good. He chooses to love Aziraphale, he chooses to love humans and admire how they often surpass anything any demon, including himself, could possibly be capable of, and how they can do good deeds and kindness that no angel (well, maybe except Aziraphale) can.
no matter how bad it gets it cannot possibly be as bad as it was this time last year when i was using all my free time to replace the music in captain america the winter soldier with 2000s pop hits
i know its been a while since it came out but im preeetty sure this is exactly how CATWS ended
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I'm just in my feels and rambling so take this with a grain of salt, but this awesome post about Cap Bucky sort of made me think about mcu Steve, and his own general lack of firearms.
When he first joins the Avengers, he's given his garish little outfit, the cowl, the bright red gloves and boots, and his signature shield of course, because that's what people recognize him by. Everybody else in the group has some kind of weapon (Nat's got her guns and probably a stash of knives, Clint's got his arrows, Tony can shoot laser blast thingies with his suit, and so on), but Steve's only given the shield. Which, I get it, he can absolutely use it to attack as well as to protect himself - but that's not quite the same, is it?
And I mean, this guy fought in actual WWII, he was on the front lines for close to two years! He's no stranger to guns,
he was storming HYDRA bases and blowing up buildings and tanks, with nazi soldiers still inside them, for god's sake!
And he looked pretty smug about it, too:
I mean, he's not actively looking for people to kill, and it's not like he immediately goes for the kill when he fights (he seems to tend more towards incapacitating first, though it depends on the situation), but the thing is, he is willing to kill if need be.
BUT. But it's like they just don't want people to see him with a gun in his hand. Definitely not when he's fighting aliens on national tv, and apparently neither is he issued any firearms when he's going on secret spy missions for SHIELD, either - not that I remember anyway, but obviously I could be wrong.
I'm just. Just thinking about Steve, especially during his first year or so in the 21st century, realizing more and more how his image has been twisted to serve whatever purpose was more convenient at the time, and how it's being twisted even further now that he's back.
There's this undeniable, concerted effort being poured into making him more palatable to the public.
They want him polished. They want him as an ideal to sell. They want Captain America the war hero, but he can't be directly associated with violence or with the brutal, blood-soaked, dirty-handed reality of war; so he's a soldier who fought in the war, but somehow he's never killed anyone (such a preposterous idea! Captain America? Kill someone? Perish the thought!), and the war itself is a vague, distant kind of war that belongs in the past, or possibly, occasionally, in a Hollywood movie that will gloss over the worst parts of it.
They don't want Steve the war veteran who's plagued by a severe case of survivor's guilt (not to mention all the other glaring PTSD symptoms). They want to sell Cap the goody-two-shoes who spends his time helping doddery old grannies cross the street, Cap the pedantic good little soldier who does cringe-worthy PSAs and Always Follows The Rules, and fights the bad guys in the Right Way because he's a Good Hero who Doesn't Enjoy Violence and has a strict no-killing policy, obviously.
So he can't be seen wielding a gun, because uhhh that would kinda ruin the vision they're going for here.
And I'm just picturing Steve sitting alone in his apartment, shield propped up against the couch by his feet, sipping a beer straight from the bottle and knowing, just knowing, how absolutely outraged Bucky would have been to know that they would send him out on the field to fight a bunch of aliens, without a single goddamn gun in his holster to give them hell with.
#well in avengers he picks up a gun no problem but doesn’t have his own guns#this is because shield won’t let him have guns bc they’re afraid he’ll kill himself#he’ll do all their stupid propaganda pieces bc he’s so depressed and barely cares#but he is apartment is bugged bc he is a threat to himself (via @liveoakgrowing )
#but there’s also that little part of Steve that takes savage pleasure in the idea of going into a fight unarmed#the idea of walking into violence with nothing but his fists raised#because then all the fighting is immediate#he CANT stay back and avoid getting hurt because he has to get close#Avengers era Steve Rogers stopped being able to feel anything less than the pure fear and adrenaline when taking on an armed opponent#without a weapon#and I’m sure an ugly part of him is mad at Bucky for leaving him#(while still feeling horrifically guilty about the whole thing)#and feels some twisted satisfaction knowing that Buck would be pissed at him too (via @hereforhappystucky )
why of course, I'm very normal about all of this and and and coping just fine. obviously
it wouldn’t be pride if i didn’t make an edit that includes 62 different queer ships !! enjoy 💗
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