You’ll stop traffic with this vinaigrette:
No need for sense, shame or regret,
Whisk some lies with disgrace,
Narcissism to taste—
“I won’t feed the drama” ... and yet.
Shan definitely grosses out her party when they go do missions, such as picking on her boogie to clean her nose, and taking out the scraps from her toes because Dalish footwear is interesting.
She’s really clean, I swear (she washes her hands every time). She’s just weird
keep seeing "taylor hates matty just like us!!" like.. she hates him because he broke her heart I hate him because he is a legitimately garbage person we are not the same
Anyone harassing the black & brown cast of HOTD needs to fucking cope and seethe.
Bethany is Baela the Brave and she’s splendid. I can’t wait for her to get the chance to play Baela after all the racist harassment she has had to experience from not only the fandom but the shitty writing.
the long way down job is such an important turning point in eliot & parker’s relationship bc they’d both been viewing the things they have in common as fairly negative: they’ve both been told that they’re cold and ruthless and dangerous and they know those things are true. so when they’ve recognised themselves in each other, it’s been a sense of "the thing that’s wrong with me is a lot like the thing that’s wrong with you". and there’s comfort in that, in a way. but now eliot gets parker to see that maybe those aren’t all negative traits, they’re just… traits. neutral. it doesn’t make them bad or good, it makes them who they are. and now when they see themselves reflected in each other, it’s not a reminder that they’re wrong and bad - it’s kinship, it’s familiarity, it’s belonging.
What’s up everyone, I’m rewatching the Justice League animated series (I will not be normal about this)
I know I won’t be the first to say it but
This is THE SuperBat scene of all time
The excitement, the chest to chest hug, the loving look on Clark’s face, the knowing looks exchanged between the rest of the team GOD I AM INSANE ABOUT THEM
Even my Mom, who knows basically nothing about these characters, walked by during this scene and said “Oh my god, they’re in love! Does no one else see that?”
I think Grace being okay with committing massive idolatry in order to spread her ideals of chastity is very telling of her relationship with religion. Something something fundamentalist Christianity is actually more about strictly controlling both your own and other people's behavior than it is about your relationship to the divine
i’ve always kind of assumed that lo and li are azulon’s younger twin sisters and that’s why they were foisted off on azula, because she’s also a younger sister to the crown prince. but the fact that we never actually see them firebend is strange, because it implies either that nonbenders are instructing one of the greatest firebenders in the world, or that they are firebenders who simply do not firebend. and i think that the latter is more interesting, because it reflects how their position as elderly women devalues any firepower they might provide to the empire, passive and subdued even as they train ozai’s favorite weapon.
they are the ones to most overtly illustrate azula’s precarious relationship to femininity, after all. for example, noting the position of her hair after she successfully lightningbends in “the avatar state,” or emphasizing azula’s beauty when they introduce her in “the awakening.” and it’s clear that azula doesn’t really like them, dismisses and avoids them whenever she gets the chance. she can’t even tell them apart. their very existence is almost a humiliation. a reminder to azula that this is who she is destined to become once she lives past her usefulness. not the imperious azulon, her namesake, raised above on a fiery dais, but his sisters, insignificant and functionally powerless.
so of course “almost isn’t good enough,” of course “one hair out of place” is a failure. the only way azula can prove her worth to the empire she has devoted her entire self to in a way that matters is, perhaps, by being perfect, by being better and stronger than the discarded women who came before her. but that, too, is a delusion, that any amount of excellence will reward her in a way that compensates for the erosion of her very humanity. and yet, it’s all she has to cling to. so she gives it her all to excel within a system that will never really care about her because she has deliberately been made incapable of imagining an alternative. of simply recognizing the system for the failure that it is, conceptualizing a world beyond the bars of her gilded cage, and leaving.
any time i see *steve has a problem he doesn't tell robin about because it would be awkward/she wouldn't understand/whatever* in fics i'm like. BZZZZZT! WRONG! wrong answer! from the top, you can do better! if steve had a problem robin would drop everything to help him. if steve's house exploded she wouldn't be like Ahhhh shit i'm homeless now what do i do. no. she would go to robin. and tell her. "My house exploded :(" and robin would be like "don't even fucking worry about it babe (platonic) my bedroom has room for two. i'll sneak you food, you'll be like my little pet groundhog that i'm keeping in a plastic tote" "your what? did you have a pet groundhog?" "i entertained fantasies of it when i was five. don't distract me" and there. problem solved. they'd go about like that for every problem they have because they're cool and semi-functional like that