So you're just as upset about all the stolen jewels and cultural artifacts in the British Museum as you are over a silly little joke post, right?
are you bein fr rn LOL

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So you're just as upset about all the stolen jewels and cultural artifacts in the British Museum as you are over a silly little joke post, right?
are you bein fr rn LOL
It is actually exhausting how people keep reducing Gwaine to “comic relief” like that is the full extent of what the character is doing on screen.
Because no, he’s not just the drunk guy who stumbles in, cracks a joke, and swings a sword. That’s the surface-level read, and it’s lazy as hell.
He drinks like someone who never learned how to turn his brain off without chemical help. Not “haha he likes ale” but “this is a pattern of self-soothing that’s clearly been going long and no one has helped him.” The show doesn’t treat it like a cute quirk either—he’s always reaching for it, always already halfway into it, like sobriety is just something he tolerates between rounds.
And I swear to god, the laughter gets weaponised against him in how people read him. Like if a character is funny, apparently they can’t also be damaged or complex or carrying shit they don’t talk about. As if humour is not one of the most common fucking coping mechanisms in existence. He jokes because the alternative is sitting in silence long enough to feel what’s actually there, and clearly that’s not something he’s interested in doing.
But here’s the part that really pisses me off: he is not stupid. He is not empty. He is not “just vibes and jokes.” The man consistently chooses loyalty in situations where he gains nothing from it. He shows up. He stays. He fights. Not because it’s easy, not because it’s rewarded, but because for all his messiness, he actually gives a shit about people once he’s decided they’re his problem too.
And people still go “haha funny drunk knight.”
Like are you serious?
He is reckless, yes. He is loud, yes. He self-medicates, yes. But none of that cancels out the fact that he is also observant, loyal as hell, and clearly operating with a worldview shaped by instability, loss, and not having the luxury of believing things will just stay good if you behave properly.
That’s the point.
He doesn’t behave like someone who trusts the world. He behaves like someone who’s learned the world doesn’t give a fuck and decided to laugh anyway while still showing up for it.
So yeah, if your reading stops at “comic relief,” you didn’t interpret the character.
You just didn’t bother looking at him properly.
The tragedy, if there is one, is not that he is comic.
It is that people keep mistaking his coping mechanisms for a lack of interiority.
And that mistake is not his.