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stevenrogered · 1 year
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♪ Lights will guide you home And I will try to fix you ♪
+ Bonus Bobby from 5x06:
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mama-qwerty · 1 year
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It may have been unintentional, but Sonic, Tails, and Knuckles all show signs of autism!
At the risk of seeming like a killjoy, I'm gonna have to say "eh."
I've seen these types of things before, and while it's fun to pull specific examples like these, I honestly don't know that any of the boys would truly be diagnosed with autism. Mostly because we don't know how much of their behavior was present since birth.
A lot of these 'signs' are better attributed to their upbringing and various traumas they've encountered in their lives. (I'm going by the movie versions, because those are the ones I'm most familiar with.)
Sonic, if anything, is ADHD. He's hyper and easily distracted and has trouble with impulsive behavior. His speed means he cannot sit still, leading to the 'stimming' behavior some see. The imitative behavior is simply because that's the way he learns. He's been alone for 10 years--the only way for him to learn new things is simply by imitating what he sees. I don't see anything that really stands out to me as autism, and I think I've gotten pretty good at noticing those little things since I have a daughter on the spectrum.
Tails . . . well, I could see Tails as autistic, specifically what was once referred to as Asperger's. He's incredibly smart, uses advanted vocabulary for his age, but has difficulty in social interactions. Yes, that could be attributed to his history of being an outcast, but it could also be because his brain is so academic, he has trouble interpretting social cues. And I could see him being hyperfocused to the point of ignoring everything else. He reminds me a lot of my own son, whom is thisclose to being on the spectrum, but isn't.
Knuckles, again, could simply be a product of how he grew up. He was left alone at a very young age, and entered into a hard, violent, dangerous quest most likely not long after. He's been alone, and dealing with who knows what as he grew up, meaning he won't be a big talker, or good with personal interactions. The aversion to touch also stems from that. After he left his village, where would he get any gentle, affectionate physical touch? He'd become accustomed to not wanting anyone to be near enough to touch him, as it would most likely lead to a fight.
But hey, these are all just my takes. I'm not saying they definitely are or are not or have this or that or the other thing. If someone wants to think the boys are all autistic, have at it.
I just don't like how autism is being thrown around as something to explain every single little thing a character does. "Oh, he's anti-social? Autism. He doesn't like to be touched? Autism. He occasionally bounces on the balls of his feet or does a little happy wiggle? Autism. He repeats things he hears sometimes? Autism."
It's a little bothersome autism is being thrown around online like some new fun label to slap onto someone. Like autism is nothing but a few little quirks that make the character "different" but otherwise is okay. There are real issues people with autism have to face, and slapping the label onto a character who isn't designed to be autistic simply because of a few isolated behaviors (that would be easily explained based on the character's childhood) feels . . . I dunno. Wrong.
This is absolutely nothing against you, Anon. You're hardly the first to ever state this opinion. If others want to have this headcanon, that's fine. Doesn't really hurt anyone, I suppose. I just don't share it.
Just my two cents.
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ariose-ghoul · 1 year
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i have a dog named nameless that has this funky spiral pattern and it has PPS and i think i accidentally made a Spiral avatar dog
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soapkid · 2 years
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firefox? you mean the feennics?
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murderballadeer · 1 year
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i was gonna say christmas in washington by steve earle is a rare good christmas song but the thing is it's not even a christmas song it's just called that
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itsjustpoopeh · 8 months
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so i got a little nostalgic and decided to hit the 911 tag on ao3 bc i haven't been on there in a hot minute. i've just been getting updates on whatever or whoever i'm already subscribed to and waiting for them to run out
and well. shew. between the summaries i wouldn't touch with a ten foot pole and gloves, the "i'm bad at summaries lol," the "idk how to tag," the complete absence of summaries, the fic searches, the shitposts, the placeholder posts... well the fandom remains just as high quality as ever (sarcastic)
no word of a lie i went back at least half a dozen pages before running into a fic i'd deign to consider looking at (it was not worth it) that i'm not already subscribed to. and i'm not subscribed to many ongoing fics in that fandom anymore
i'm saying it's absolute dogshit over there if i'm not being clear enough
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whiskygoldwings · 9 days
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Anecdotes of a Guard Life: Oh honey, honey
Senate Galas were one of the... Less interesting parts of Fox’s job. Stand around, look imposing yet approachable and pretend he’s not sneering behind his helmet at all the drunken Senators. Other then the approachable part, it’s a cakewalk.
That isn’t to say they don’t have their perks. One being that he’s not doing datawork. The other... Well...
The internal comms crackle to life. “The Prune’s approaching the soapbox, operation Flavour’s a go.”
Fox calmly turns and walks towards the podium, placing himself in full view to the left. He tucks his arms neatly behind him, grasping wrists and sets his feet perfectly apart in parade rest. The Chancellor passes him with a “Commander! How lovely to see you!” and Fox salutes crisply, before returning to position.
“Decoy in place,” he reports, and gets a “Received!” in return.
The rest of his role in the operation is simple. Stand there and be obvious. It’s not hard. He’s well aware of what he looks like. White painted chest armour a beacon against all the red. Helmet sticking out amongst all the uncovered faces. There’s always a few Senators who dismiss the Guard along with the rest of the serving staff, but if one is looking for them, he draws their attention.
He’s also strategically placed himself under the slightly brighter light near the podium. Carefully orchestrated by their best engineers.
He’s pretty sure this is not what the Kaminoans intended when they flash-trained them in Infiltration methods. But fuck ‘em. They also debated engineering out their tastebuds so they would eat basically anything. Instead they just fed them that anything and expected them to like it anyway.
This is their own fault, really.
Thorn casually walks around the crowd, helmet facing out, checking for any signs of trouble. The hand facing away from the crowd twitches in a series of handsigns and Fox sighs.
“Thorn, comms work just fine.”
Thorn’s sigh is heavier. “Fox, have a little fun once in a while.”
“No.”
Several different snickers come over the internal comms and a noise that is very clearly Thorn blowing him a raspberry.
Fox rolls his eyes, safe in the knowledge that no one around him can tell.
“You did get that we’re halfway done though, right?”
Fox groans, just managing to keep from tipping his head back in exasperation. “No, I forgot how to read hand signals.”
“It’s all that caf, rots the brain.”
Fox doesn’t even dignify that one with an answer. Not all of them can be all flowers and sunshine first thing in the morning.
Actually, he has absolutely no idea how any of them can be like that. Thorn is a freak of bioengineering. Somehow they got away with their blonde hair, but Fox isn’t sure how the Kaminoans missed the disgusting morning cheerfulness.
Clearly something had critically failed in their tube before decanting.
He nods absentmindedly at a Senator who’s approached and is drunkenly thanking him for his “fine service”. A click of the tongue sets his helmet to circulating internal air, but it’s not quite quick enough to prevent the stench of expensive red wine from getting through the filters. Great. He’ll have to sit with that for a while.
The man is just slurringly getting to the point where he’ll ramble about how his planet’s taxes are funding the Coruscant Guard’s efforts when Thorn speaks again.
“Fox, Taa on route to point Alpha.”
“Apologies, Senator,” he has no idea what the absolutely kark-faced Senator’s name is, but the title always works. “I am required for an internal matter.”
He doesn’t wait for the man’s wide-eyed enquiries, simply turns away and walks towards the buffet table at the other end of the hall. He can already see Senator Taa weaving his way towards the buffet table, taking advantage of the other guests being distracted.
There’s a saying. One about smart minds thinking alike or something. Fox is a little less then impressed to find Senator Taa thinking along the same lines as them. He would not bet on Senator Taa against a Kowakian monkey-lizard.
“Senator, may I have a moment?” He slides infront of him, standing like a barricade in the path of the man’s assault. Senator Taa actually jumps a good inch off the floor.
Fox probably shouldn’t be amused at that. He is though. He was also recording it. That’ll make for good viewing on a rough Senate duty.
“Ah, Commander, must it be now?” Senator Taa looks anxiously over his shoulder, and Fox calmly sidesteps to block his view of the buffet table.
“I apologise sir, this won’t take a minute.” Fox clicks his tongue at the end of that, switching the outward going comms off.
A crackle of internal comms then “Understood, troops, one minute.” from Thorn.
They could be efficient and professional, when the need was high.
What followed for Fox, was an excrutiating minute of going over security plans he was already very certain of, and manouvering himself to prevent Senator Taa from slipping round him. The Twi’lek Senator was... Persistent, would be a good way to put it. Fox was the taller of the two of them, which was fortunate, as the Senator kept rising onto tiptoes to try and look longingly over his shoulder. He’s never tilted his head so much in conversation and frankly, his neck hurts. He actually resorted to raising up on his own toes at one point.
The things he does for his troops. Force damn the little fuckers.
He can see them in his peripherals though. Casually moving towards the long table set with food, as if on a floating patrol. He’s pretty sure he spots Thire carrying away a whole roast bird of some sort, and if that’s actually the case he might have to promote the cheeky little shit...
Finally, FINALLY, Thorn walks up behind Senator Taa with a “Sir!”. The Senator jumps again, and sadly, Fox wasn’t recording that time. He’s not entirely sure how a man can be so completely oblivious to everything going on around him, but it works for their purposes.
“Commander?” Fox enquires, and as the Senator turns to face Thorn, flashes a slightly-more-emphatic than he intended THANK YOU hand signal.
“The Chancellor has requested a further perimeter sweep.” Thorn intones, voice carefully modulated to project bored professionalism.
“Understood,” Fox looks back to the Senator and nods at him. “Apologies Senator Taa, we can discuss this matter further later.”
“Yes yes, mustn’t keep you from your fine work, good job Commander,” the Senator waves dismissively at him, then heads over to the buffet table with an air of victory.
Fox watches him go, then turns back to Thorn.
“Do you think he realises you’re the one who stopped him?” Thorn asks, a thoughtful tilt to their helmet.
Fox just sighs, and walks away to the sound of Thorn’s snickers in his ear.
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He’s only able to review their proceeds after the Gala is completely done and over, made sure everyone has left for their own homes, and checked Senator Deechi isn’t, once again, comatose drunk under a table somewhere. He marches back to the barracks (alone, because he isn’t making any of his troopers stay at one of these stupid events any longer than necessary) and makes his way straight to the second rec room.
The sound of laughter and joy hits him as soon as he rounds the corner to the hallway, and he lets go of the tension with a grateful breath. Pulling off his helmet, he strides into the room, where troopers in various mismatches of bodysuits and armour are sprawled around a lumpy pile covered in a white sheet with CG stamped in red in the corner.
“Took your time!” Thorn waves at him, grin wide and delighted. “Deechi wasn’t passed out again, was he?”
“Thank the Maker, no,” Fox rolls his eyes to chuckles from the others. “You waited for me?”
Thorn rolls their eyes right back. “Duh, get your shebs over here.”
Fox goes and sits next to them, then promptly gets back up when Thorn tries to side-arm him into a hug and goes to sit next to Comm who snickers at the pair of them. Thorn pouts. It’s a good pout, full and wide-eyed, but Fox has developed immunity to their banthashit and graces the attempt with a middle finger.
Thire sighs loudly and exasperatedly. “If the two children would kindly settle down, the adults would like to check out the spoils of battle now please?” He glowers at the pair of them, and Fox glowers back, showing him how it’s done.
Thorn reaches forward and grabs the edges of the blanket. “My friends, my family, my wonderful idiots! Enjoy!” They whip off the sheet with a flourish, and there’s gasps and noises of joy as even Fox feels his eyes widen.
They’ve outdone themselves. There’s little squares of delicate crisp bread with curls of meat pate. Glistening honey-coated carrots roasted to perfection. Candied nuts and fruit sitting powdery in a bowl. The roast bird he’s going to have to make Thire a commander over. And even...
“Is that sugar?” Fox breaths, picking up the beautiful ceramic bowl filled almost to the brim with beautiful, wonderful, white crystals of perfection...
Someone passes a steaming hot cup of caf over his shoulder and holds it out for him. “Commander,” Stone murmurs, a warm smile on his face as Fox turns to him. Comm holds out a small spoon, and Fox is not an emotional man, but he kind of wants to kiss the whole kriffing room at this point.
“Thank you,” he sniffles, taking the proferred mug (and decidedly doesn’t care that it’s the pink one with a Fox-head that Stone got him as a joke) and places it in front of him. With gentle fingers, he takes the spoon from Comm, gets himself a hearty heaped spoonful of sugar, and stirs it into the inky-dark liquid in his mug.
Reverently, he lifts the mug to his lips, tilts it gently and... Oh...
“Mesh’la,” he whispers, eyes closed and lips curving into a smile in the wake of the sweetened nectar of the little Gods.
There’s laughter all around him, and he opens his eyes to the sight of his family, all taking carefully selected pieces of food and trying them out with noises of glee and excitement.
Fox sits, sipping his delicious cup of caf, and thinks life doesn’t get much better than this.
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goodcopbatcop · 13 days
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87dvhnk · 15 days
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on my wyald-is-plot-essential-actually soapbox: communicating guts' lust (and resentful hatred--of being unable to have sex with her; of her "abandoning" him to his grief and then insanity to become a husk, a shell of her former self; of being unable to commiserate with her, to take heart in the only other person alive who could understand him) towards casca is also plot essential.
the manga does communicate this: miura makes guts' lust for casca crystal clear: in the incident in godot's cave (where guts ends up in a compromising position with casca, then spends the rest of the night in an absolute state while casca screams for help, shaking the bars), a favorite scene that is, as i am explaining, plot-essential, yet will never be animated; in multiple long, lingering shots from guts' perspective of casca's naked body; in guts' hallucinations, urging him to exploit her; in guts' bloody assault of her. literally the only reason guts agreed to accept his new party members was to use them as a buffer between him and casca so he wouldn't rape and kill casca. if you fail to communicate guts' lust (and resentful hatred), you not only have missed an important aspect of his character and he and casca's relationship, but you have fucked up the the foundation for the biggest seas change in the manga (aside from the introduction of magic, maybe, and thus worlds miring): the shift from guts as an isolated man, traumatized from the loss of his companions, to a man relearning to embrace the company of others as he established a new set of companions. that this sea change--is the direct result of not just his compulsion for sexual brutality, but his knowledge and fear of succumbing to this compulsion, is essential to understanding Guts' character in general: guts 201.
what kills me is that a 1:1 translation of manga to anime is an abomination. there is no fucking point. animation puts the power of god in your hands: what are you going to do with the mud in your hands--make pies or sculpt living beings? good animation adds to artwork by adding shit to provide atmosphere and movement: the glint of a searingly hot sun in a character's winking eyes, the stomach-turning arc of a flip, a short dance between young lovers. a direct 1:1 translation of the scenes I mentioned would be shit. let the camera linger. ramp up the eroticism; the unmet desire; the bitter, inferiority-fueled jealousy and resentment; the shame; the guilt. yet we got berserk 2017. you see the scene where the beast gnaws on casca's throat? horrible. beyond the cgi. more eroticism is communicated on the antiques roadshow than in this episode. the 2005 Japanese children’s movie arashi no yoru ni (pedovore fox and the hound) did a better job at communicating the eroticism and mental self-flagellation of cruel, murderous lust kept on a taught-to-snapping leash than berserk 2017. embarrassing.
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fleshofmoss · 20 days
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wanna talk abt music i like so here's a long list
1. We Will Commit Wolf Murder - of Montreal
2. Spiteful Intervention - of Montreal
3. Gallery Piece -of Montreal
4. The Death of a Shade of a Hue - of Montreal
5. Ye, Renew The Plaintiff - of Montreal
6. Love, Me Normally - Will Wood
7. Marsha Thankk You For The Dialectics, But I Need You To Leave - Will Wood
8. That's Enough, Let's Get You Home - Will Wood
9. Red Moon - Will Wood and the Tapeworms
10. The Song with Five Names, a.k.a. Soapbox Tao, a.k.a. Checkmate Atheists! a.k.a. Neospace Government, a.k.a. You Can Never Know - Will Wood and the Tapeworms
11. RISK RISK RISK - Jhariah
12. Flight of the Crows - Jhariah
13. Whose eye is it anyway??? - Jhariah
14. SPLIT! - Jhariah
15. PIN EYE - Jhariah
16. Moscow - Natasha, Pierre, and The Great Comet of 1812 musical
17. Dust and Ashes - Natasha, Pierre, and The Great Comet of 1812 musical
18. Preparations - Natasha, Pierre, and The Great Comet of 1812 musical
19. The Opera - Natasha, Pierre, and The Great Comet of 1812 musical
20. Natasha and Sonya - Natasha, Pierre, and The Great Comet of 1812 musical
21. Baroque - Malice Mizer
22. Ma Chérie - Malice Mizer
23. Après Midi - Malice Mizer
24: Beast of Blood - Malice Mizer
25. Gekka no Yasoukyoku - Malice Mizer
26. Hawatari Nioku Centi - MAXIMUM THE HORMONE
27. ChuChu Lovely MuniMuni MuraMura - MAXIMUM THE HORMONE
28. ROLLING1000tOON - MAXIMUM THE HORMONE
29. Rock'n Roll Chainsaw - MAXIMUM THE HORMONE
30. KAMIGAMI - MAXIMUM THE HORMONE
31. Drawn to the Blood - Sufjan Stevens
32. The Dress Looks Nice on You - Sufjan Stevens
33. To Be Alone With You - Sufjan Stevens
34. Blue Bucket of Gold - Sufjan Stevens
35. My Red Little Fox - Sufjan Stevens
36. The Moon Will Sing - The Crane Wives
37. Tongues and Teeth - The Crane Wives
38. Take Me To War - The Crane Wives
39. Curses - The Crane Wives
40. Show Your Fangs - The Crane Wives
41. Bad Advice - Penelope Scott
42. Cabaret - Penelope Scott
43. Over The Moon - Penelope Scott
44. Montreal - Penelope Scott
45. You Should Know - Penelope Scott
46. The Gleam, pt 2 - The Microphones
47. 1fish2fish - The Stereosexuals
48. Stalker's Tango - Autoheart
49. Talk to You - Ricky Montgomery
50. Not The Kind of Boy - Nicholas Megalis
hope yall like my music taste 🔥
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hello tumblr dot com, in honor of my first bsd characters post reaching 3k notes, would you like some art?
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scarsmood · 26 days
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Your "otherkin and misogyny" post made absolutely no sense. It's not misogynistic for certain animals to be more popular. No one takes "feminine animals" (not even gonna touch that it's so stupid) less seriously than "masculine animals". You're forcing people's AESTHETICS into gender roles. Dark canine aesthetic is not masculine.
Stop making up problems in the community that don't exist. We have enough real problems to deal with without people like you whipping out their soapboxes every time they feel left out.
I think you either misread or just don't fully understand my argument in that essay.
For clarification the logic follows as:
People can identify as archetypes or tropes of animals. Animals and symbolism of animals have a history to be associated with traits (ravens are death omens in some cultures for example)
So the question was do canines (an American association with masculinity identities) get treated differently than feminine coded identities from previous archetypes. (IE cats and foxs are typically considered feminine.)
I'm not saying that each identity sits in a box. Rather wondering if outside perceptions are forced onto more non conforming identities and pressured to be put into boxes.
My conclusion was yeah I think identities that are considered masculine are taken more seriously (canines, dragons, reptile esc)
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freneticfloetry · 8 months
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T & U. Pretty please (obviously with a cherry on top)
T - Do you have any hard and fast headcanons that you will die defending? 
I am not the most zodiac-reliant person in the world by any means, but I fully believe that Carlos is a Cancer and I will say that shit with my chest. I only ever get this way about characters I’m thoroughly convinced share my sign (Quentin Coldwater and your canon July birthday, I am looking at you), probably because it’s glaring how many traits overlap. Carlos’ huge heart, his sensitivity, his dependability, his protectiveness, his penchant for deference, his nurturing nature, his tendency to get emotionally attached (and emotionally wounded), his clear pride in his home (and all the effort he puts in to make his home beautiful) and attachment to family, even the way he can be so secretive sometimes, not to mention the snarky passive-aggression… it all fits. And buying the loft is such a Cancer move I almost screamed — both the grand gesture part of it and the “huge possibly ill-thought purchase, because emotional buying trumps good money management” part. Everything screams crab. I will die on this hill.
Also the Fox Insta once did this, which I am taking as validation.
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(I will spare you my “are we sure TK’s a Sagittarius, because his Big Fish Energy is real” soapbox.)
U I answered here! 😘
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subzeroparade · 1 year
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your bloodborne fics are absolutely amazing ;_; would be very interesting to hear your opinions/headcanons on the popular pairings, if you have energy for that
I always have energy for headcanons ( ͡◉ ͜ʖ ͡◉)
Here’s the thing - a good enough writer (or artist, for that matter) can make any pairing convincing if they’re skilled at their craft. I don’t have to like the pairing to entertain the idea of its existence if the fic/art is good enough to make me believe it. 
Obviously I am partial to Laurence/Ludwig because there’s so much potential there for my favourite ingredient, dramatic irony. I imagine Ludwig to be virtuous, selfless, and dutiful. Stoic and devout in a way that must help him wrestle with whatever cognitive dissonance emerges when things start to go downhill for the Healing Church. Laurence is ambitious, charismatic, single-minded in his pursuits and canny enough to separate himself from his actions. They make great fodder for each other. Also Ludwig is a big handsome lad and Laurence is a scheming little fox-faced bitch.
But I can also see the same kind of dramatic irony play out between Gehrman and Laurence, which is why I spend a lot of time personally speculating about how the moon deal went down. How Gehrman was always giving and Laurence was always taking until one day Gehrman just wasn’t there anymore, and Laurence died before he could even do the one thing he promised Gehrman he would. 
Despite the fact that everything ends in fucking tragedy I do love Maria and Adeline as a comfort pairing ❤ I like to think Adeline never knew what happened to Maria (I don’t subscribe to the idea that Simon killed her; I think all her deep-seated guilt points to a much more obvious end). I like the idea that Adeline and Maria acted almost as caretakers for each other in the Research Hall - Maria tending to Adeline’s health while Adeline was a balm to soothe Maria’s remorse. 
I don’t know that I have strong opinions on any other major pairings - I’ve seen some Ludwig/Simon and Brador/Laurence which I can definitely entertain because the material is there for it (also….Brador/Simon? They both seem like pathetic little meow meows but I'm intrigued I guess???) 
Valtr/Yamamura because I have no stake in the matter but I’ve been convinced by some hilarious art. 
My Caryll OTP is in Litanies but it’s a spoiler :)
Also Edgar, stuck in the Nightmare, and trolled unto eternity by Micolash. Absolute bonkers dynamic and it’s great. 
Caveat: these are only my headcanons, and I still love hearing other people’s takes on these characters because it forces me to think of them in different and nuanced ways, which is always useful. 
*climbs down from soapbox*
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steampunkforever · 4 months
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In 1968, Bullitt careened onto the big screen with a sophisticated, gritty take on the police detective. Frank Bullitt lived in the same gritty world of Noirs and Neo-Noirs as The Seven Ups and The French Connection, full of crooked cops and hardened criminals.
Six years later, having missed the boat and passed up playing Dirty Harry, John Wayne set out to once and for all throw off the cowboy typecast for the third or forth time at this point. Doing so, he made the film McQ, a 1974 film that tried to find synthesis between Bullitt and Dirty Harry and yet somehow is only notable for being the first movie to feature the Ingram MAC-10.
In watching McQ, I realized the fact that Dirty Harry is less pro-police violence than it is rebellion against rule of the weak who refuse to get things done (though the explosion of urban crime was very real this also translates to ROE in Vietnam at the time and the American Malaise era in general), and the constitutional violations in Dirty Harry were simply a direct translation of this ethos of rebellion, even if the film did serve as copaganda. Dirty Harry, for all its inner conservatism, was a raw young film, and the police brutality within it was some sort of twisted "sticking it to the man."
McQ isn't fighting the man, he *IS* the man inasmuch as until he beats an unarmed man in the bathroom for a murder he didn't commit but certainly hadn't been arrested for. McQ's the Seattle PD's golden boy, and unlike Bullitt (SFPD's golden boy), his breach of the rules isn't that of a troublemaker getting the bad guys any way he can, it's a man who's always been in power curb stomping the hippies who question that power.
This is a soapbox movie. It's preaching to the audience and it's inelegant about it. Your fox news uncle has more subtlety. I've always been fine with whatever narrative artists decide to push, as long as they do so in a sophisticated manner, and McQ is simply not that. It's clunky, preachy, and basically pushes the audience's face in its politics. Considering John Wayne's own proclivities, that isn't surprising.
What is surprising is the ending of this film. Not so much in content, as it ends basically the way you think it will once all the twists have unwound, but rather in how engaging it is. Out of all the films from this period, I would have never pegged the preachy conservatism film to have arguably the most beautiful and visually striking ending scene out of all of them. But it does, and though McQ might not know how to couch a political agenda in sub/metatext, it knows how to end a crime thriller. And for that I'll credit it, despite John Wayne's clear desperation for both political and Hollywood relevance.
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