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animentality · 1 year
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You can like Picard as much as you want.
I am always going to hate what they did to Icheb for shock value.
That was a beloved character from Voyager.
It's like bringing back Nog to cut off his other leg and let him bleed out or bringing back Naomi Wildman just to hang her from the flagpole of Starfleet academy.
Totally unnecessary and utterly cruel.
I get that star trek can't be wholesome anymore, I just fail to see why star trek had to go full Saw IV.
I say this as someone who loves horror and edgy stuff.
That was out of pocket and uncalled for.
You'll never convince me it was necessary for the plot or for character development.
I don't believe you.
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timetodiverge · 2 months
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but HE STARTED IT!!
...this is PEAK sibling behaviour I am DYING
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(and Omega's eyeroll? PERFECTION, NO NOTES)
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sentientsky · 5 months
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last one, i promise. i’ll be completely, unwaveringly Normal after this (i am lying thru my fucking teeth)
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chernozemm · 8 months
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I need Aziraphale learning very quickly that being kind and considerate gets him nowhere in Heaven, so he tucks away his goofy, big-hearted nature and just turns into a maliciously compliant Bitch™.
This is a man who canonically has "discouraged" multiple mobster groups threatening to burn his bookshop, who has successfully scared hundreds of customers away by being just unpleasant enough and who dropped down three octaves to correct Furfur when he messed up his name.
He swallows his pride, puts on a power suit and starts executing a Corporate Nightmare upon upper management in Heaven.
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kayzean · 4 months
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RIGHT SO UHM. Sorry my thoughts are really scattered right now but. Ok so Shadow was a LOT more reserved in those last two episodes. Which thinking about it makes a LOT of sense going off of how he usually is in other medias. I think I just forgot that that's how he usually is when he's around people because Prime really spoiled us with a much more open and emotive Shadow. and then it fucking HIT ME. LIKE. A. TRAIN. He was more open and emotive when Sonic was the only one there. He openly showed his frustration, his feelings, his competitiveness etc. He just... He was so much more open. and it was ONLY around Sonic. And that really makes that scene just after Sonic had the prism energy removed. His mask fell for just a second! You could see how hard he was trying to hold onto his stoicness. And even after that! He was trying so hard not to show his real emotions. Until all the plans failed to get Sonic back to green hill. The way first braced Sonic up and then when away from the Roses' he switched to carrying Sonic. "I didn't know you were such a hugger." I would have dropped him right there lmfao. And his stoic demeanour crumbling the closer they got. The desperation in that "hang on Sonic!" THE THREE SONICBOOMS. Just. UUUUUUUUUUUHGGGGG. This is actually making me fucking insane. Idk man just something about Shadow only being comfortable to be open around Sonic does things to me guys. what the fuck
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tizzymcwizzy · 4 months
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MERRY CHRISTMAS!!! i have another marichat holiday themed piece for y'all :D (imagine this is stuffed in ur stocking or smth (along with some tiny candy canes))
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sariphantom · 4 months
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… I’m gonna emotionally destroy a lot of people today, aren’t I?
Anyway, happy 4th anniversary of @eternalglitch's “Like Father, Like Son” fanfic on AO3. Really looking forward to the next update… someday.
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seldompathic · 4 months
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Too much fear in familiar blue eyes for his liking :((
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rileyclaw · 2 years
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and it’s all thanks to them
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ultra-art-blog · 4 months
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☀️🕹️🔥💧🌸🎧
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actual-changeling · 6 months
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We always talk about Aziraphale discovering secrets about Crowley's fall in heaven, but have you considered the opposite?
Do you think Aziraphale ever walks through heaven's endless archives, trying to find something, anything to help stop the wheels that have been in motion for millennia? If he does, one day he might find a pile of dusted files, all of them marked with a name that is nothing more than a smudged ink blotch. He knows now that every fallen angel's name is erased like that, their identity wiped away like a fingertip drawn through wet ink; the rough evidence of their existence remains, the shape of a black hole where grace should be.
Aziraphale is alone in the stretching corridors, there is no one else around, and even if another angel were watching by chance, nothing about what he is doing is forbidden.
(He would not care if it was.)
So he opens the file and pulls out its contents, only to find himself surrounded by ink-black darkness. Electricity crackles through him, sharp but oddly familiar, and he lets out a breath he didn't know he was holding. Seemingly out of nowhere, an angel clad in white with hair like fire appears next to him. Aziraphale does not remember their name, but he would know this face even if it were wiped from his memory; the elegant features are both fragile and powerful, and so, so loved. When one of his hands reaches out on its own accord, the memory flickers as it goes straight through their face, and with a sense of broken, golden loss, he cradles it against his chest.
They are holding a flickering light within their palm, a proto-star, one of the very first designs, and with a soft blow of air from them, it takes flight. Spinning slowly, its light spreads and spreads, taking most of the darkness with it, yet even as the bleached sterility of heaven begins to shimmer through at the edges, the Starmaker's smile is bright enough to drown it out.
"You're beautiful," they whisper, their hair moving like a flame in the wind as the star expands and nears its collapse.
Aziraphale does not notice the tears flowing down his cheeks as he watches until the star goes supernova, until the Starmaker turns and takes in the glittering clouds of spacedust, their smile and eyes wide and alive, until the memory fades slowly like a dream in cruel morning light, and he is left alone with a scratched-out name and a hollow grief in his chest.
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poorly-drawn-mdzs · 4 months
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My rendition of @tempo-takoyaki's DTIYS!
Congrats on the milestones! And to everyone else, please go check out their 'Drawing TGCF (except I haven't read the books)' series!
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saltpepperbeard · 6 months
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so, hastiness of the sex and the literal and figurative distance that follows aside, something was really bugging me about the morning after. i couldn’t put my finger on it for a while, but now that i’ve sat with things, i think it’s finally clicked in my head:
stede’s reactions to ed’s sweetness. or lack thereof, really.
because goodness, they just slept together. they just bared body and soul to each other. they just survived a dangerous situation and made it to see the sun rise once again. they’ve been through so much, and faced so much adversity.
and despite all they’ve been through, ed is kind. ed is thoughtful, and soft, and sweet. he brings stede breakfast in bed. he tries to make it as pretty as he can. and then weaves beautiful gratitude and admiration in the form of his goldfish tale.
something that should make anyone sigh with fondness, really. something that make eyes flutter with hearts to match.
…and yet.
and yet stede reacts almost…casually to it all. not glittery how he was at the end of episode 5, for example—so warm and so bright and so very clearly in love. it all felt a bit more…stunted? reserved? unnecessarily curt?
and upon sitting with it as i said, i have two lines of thought, two theories.
one, it’s a sort of look into the heightening poison in his system, the good ol’ villain that is toxic masculinity. he feels the need to perform around ed, to be a man worthy of his love. he feels the need to be more than just “adequate,” more than just an “amateur.” and so he feels the need to be more masculine as a result. he’s not quite at his peak of course, not quite in the absolute thick of it—he still has moments closer to himself throughout the day. but the more poisonous seeds have been planted.
and what does that sort of masculinity often lead to? reserved emotions. stunted reactions. you’re not allowed to show vulnerability, or softness, or anything of the sort; you’re expected to be just a wall of strength and flat composure.
which, also, would align with the show: ed actively tries to combat that mentality in the morning. he straight up tells stede that the man who saved him was a fantastic, orange, sparkly mermaid. not some swashbuckling hero. not some colder, mysterious, more reserved man. but a beautiful, soft, dazzling goldfish.
and stede sort of just shrugs it off—turns it into a “well i hope we’ll both get through the violence” as opposed to realizing that ed is complimenting his true character.
but that brings me to my second theory: maybe stede reacts the way he does simply because…he’s never been loved like that before. he doesn’t know what to do with it. he’s never been brought breakfast in bed before, and now there ed goes doing so for him.
he seems to be fine when he's the one in the driver's seat. like, he's very romantic when he's dealing out the romance. but the second it's turned back on him, he can't seem to conceptualize it, even when it's coming from a man he knows he's in love with. like, ed complimenting his shirt led to a more incredulous reaction. ed saying that stede wears fine things well also led to a more incredulous reaction. and like...
"then you shaved your beard off...for me?"
he just can't grasp it. he can't grasp something so new and foreign to him quite yet. and it's of course also wrapped up in a lot of self-worth issues, because how can anyone love him when he really doesn't love himself (which i think is also the same for ed. help them. HELP THEM)
you just...can't catch a fish unless the fish wants to be caught.
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soup-or-who-lock · 1 year
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something something "Why on earth would you believe that [I hated your violin playing]?" "Because you said literally said that to me once, dad!" something something children remember the fucked up things their parents do or say like major historic events, while parents forget them like average tuesdays...or something
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so a few days ago i watched the episode where house treats an autistic kid (s03e04) and i'm still hung up on it, because i genuinely can't tell what the writers want us to think re: whether or not house is autistic
basically they spent the whole episode showing house being very autistic and then at the very end had wilson say, "nah he just wants to be autistic to excuse his assholery" (which. yikes. but moving on)
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i mean is the audience supposed to see wilson as a reliable voice here? aka all house's autistic signs were written as some kind of bait and switch? "lol you thought house was autistic bc he was doing all these autistic things but really he just wishes he were autistic to explain his behavior!"
except. bestie he DID do all those autistic things. he legit couldn't tolerate his office with the new carpet. He did identify with the autistic kid, and they made a huge deal out of the fact that house was the only one who figured out how to calm him down. my man stims nonstop. he has sensory issues. he knows social rules bc he's obsessed with analyzing human behavior, but he openly states that the rules do not actually make sense to him.
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like i'm happy to just have a headcanon that fills the gap between what the writers seem to want us to think vs what their story is actually showing us (done that many a time) . . . but usually i can at least tell what the writers' intentions even are?
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leondeonl · 1 year
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“As my memory rests but never forgets what i lost”
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