#Pointless bitching

[gumy-shark]

*jigsaw voice* hello tumblr user who likes analyzing characters. in front of you is a female character from a media you enjoy. you must make one meta post about her without mentioning any male characters or assigning her any non-canonical familial roles. you also have to list at least three traits of hers that she actually has in canon. if any of those traits are “nice” or “kind” or “caring” i release the hounds

[t4t4tclethian]

every time you hc gem or pearl as someone’s younger sister a fairy dies btw

[shadowpeachyuri]

ppl who make macaque domestic or sweet or try to excuse his crimes r the weakest link btw. i will gatekeep loving macaque from people who dont also hate him

[stagandsteer]

But only the queen was changed to king? And that's understandable since the last british queen just died they would've thought it'll be inappropriate to show a queen being homophobic. Who else am i missing?

Alex had a sister??!! her name is June. she’s just gone. I saw it said that June and Nora were sort of made into the composite character of “Nora” that we saw, and that’s almost worse. the women of color are just interchangeable??!

Bea was made a completely one dimensional pretty sister (played very well by Ellie Bamber, i would add) with almost nothing to do but smile and sit in chairs. Henry also had a mother! she’s been sent away to another country I guess.

also they made the decision to change the queen to a king and cast him way before the actual queen died.

⬆️

[cynicalclassicist]

If you want though, it can feel like some lyrics apply to Tywin Lannister, who is a proud lord who is boasting of how long and sharp his claws are through this song.

And yet he dies hideously and his legacy will come crashing down as well.

There’s a grievous misunderstanding of the song “The Rains of Castamere” that I keep seeing in this fandom.

“And who are you,” the proud lord said, “that I must bow so low?”

The proud lord is not Tywin Lannister. It’s the Red Lion, Lord Reyne of Castamere. He was asking Tywin who the hell does he think he is, because, as he said:

“Only a cat of a different coat, that’s all the truth I know. In a coat of gold or a coat of red, a lion still has claws,”

The Reynes were rebels who thought themselves equal to the Lannisters, their liege lords. They also used a lion sigil in their heraldry, a red lion (as opposed to Lannister gold).

“And mine are long and sharp, my lord, as long and sharp as yours.”

Lord Reyne was saying his army was perfectly capable of defying the Lannister army. And he was extremely wrong.

And so he spoke, and so he spoke, that lord of Castamere, but now the rains weep o'er his hall, with no one there to hear.

Tywin destroyed him – and his army, his family, and his home. Every single last Reyne was killed, even the women and children. Their castle at Castamere was torn down. “And so he spoke” – Lord Reyne made his proud claims – but there is nobody left alive to hear those words anymore. That’s why the song became the Lannister anthem, that’s why Tywin used it as a threat against other lords who might consider rebelling.

So when I see “the proud lord” or “a lion still has claws” applied to a Lannister, I facepalm. Those lines are not about the Lannisters, they’re about a dead lion who tried to fight the Lannisters and lost.

And when I see “And mine are long and sharp, my lord, as long and sharp as yours” applied to a Stark, I facepalm even harder, because it’s an empty claim. It’s a claim that got the person who said it killed. Though I suppose that means it could apply to the Starks, but only in a graphic for Robb re the Red Wedding – it’s not especially appropriate to use for any other Stark that a fan hopes will defeat the Lannisters in the future.

Anyway. Sorry. Been sitting on this complaint too long, had to get it off my chest. :/

[zuzu-romeave]

“this episode could’ve been an email” WHY DO YOU HATE STORYTELLING SO MUCH!!! WHY DO YOU HATE WORLD BUILDING AND GETTING ANSWERS AND EXPLORING CHARACTERS!!!!

[lavellaned]

veilguard isn't about regret, it's about futility.

morrigan fought through the entire trilogy to escape her mother and not get possessed by mythal. she gets possessed by mythal in veilguard.

the hero of ferelden went through all that in order to keep southern thedas from falling to the blight. southern thedas falls to the blight in veilguard.

davrin's development is grounding in him finding a purpose outside of sacrificing himself. he's one of two options you have to sacrifice in veilguard.

dorian struggled under the pressure of his family wanting a pavus to be archon, and later was dedicated to changing tevinter and helping people. tevinter is the same as it ever was and dorian can end up archon in veilguard.

solas sacrificed everything to free his people from oppression and corruption. the veil is still up, elves are still in the same social tier as they've been since the beginning of the series, the dalish are straight up annihilated, the blight is still around, and spirits continue to be corrupted by the living in veilguard.

and then add in the godawful executor mess and it really is just the final kick in the teeth.

nothing anyone has ever done in thedas has ever mattered, veilguard made sure of that.

[laswells-ashtray]

"And I told her- 'just because I'm a lesbian that doesn't mean I can fix a car.' but did that help? No. She's a lesbian and she can't fix a car either."

"Tell her to take a mechanic course or something, get her in the overalls with the bandana."

"If she walked into the house in overalls and a bandana, the car wouldn't be the only thing that's fucked."

The topic of conversation alerts Nikolai to the fact that this isn't the first glass of wine for either of them. As does John's bark of laughter and Kate's snort.

As he lugs in the plastic bag with their Infian takeaway, he surveys the scene. The two empty bottles of wine on the coffee table, the faint flush to John's cheeks, and the way Kate's shirt sleeves are rolled up to their forearms. He supposes he has some catching up to do drinks wise after dinner.

He carefully drops the bag on the coffee table and slumps down on the couch, kicking off his boots.

"You realise Sarah just wants to see you bent over the hood?"

Kate nods, leaning forward to grab a plate and a plastic container out of the bag.

"I do, but not in my silk shirt. She has to pick her moments accordingly."

Nikolai grins and prepares himself for the oncoming story from one tipsy and loose lipped Laswell as they eat dinner.

[serpentface]

Brakul Red-Dog was a decidedly handsome man, though soft featured and fishbelly pale in complexion. He was tall and thickly muscled, with a heavyset wrestler’s build that spoke to years of bodily conflict between hard labor and good eating. His hair was a striking orange-blonde, which he always kept shorn close to the scalp. His brows, beard and mustache were darker in color, bushy but well-trimmed and fastidiously maintained. He always spoke slowly and with great care, less for Wardi being his second language and more for the gap between his front teeth that would whistle, rather embarrassingly, were he not careful. He was born of the Hill Tribes, specifically a clan of farmers and cattle drivers on the north side of the Erubin river valley. If Brakul's hair and accent wasn't enough, his tattooing made these heathen origins abundantly clear. Trailing down beneath each deep brown eye was a vertical line bordered with four dots apiece. His upper arms were braced with alternating banded patterns of lines, dots, and square whorls. Most eye-catching was on the left of his broad chest, where a figure of a dog seemed to bound majestically over his nipple.  Brakul would often be seized by a nostalgic melancholy in drunkenness and set about explaining his markings to his Wardi compatriots, tracing over his skin and identifying each point in his slow, deep voice. His arms and face, apparently, contained exhaustive detail about his family tree; fathers and grandfathers and brothers and brothers-in-law and uncles and great-uncles and second cousins and so on. The nuances of how some circles and rectangles could do so always eluded Janeys.  The dog was fresher, the ink black where the rest faded blue-gray, and its meaning simpler. It was a bit of a bitter joke, a nod to his war name ‘Red-Dog’. Apparently, his people would tattoo the symbol of their clan's name over the heart upon final initiations into manhood. Brakul never got the chance, given he’d left his brothers, wife, and child for foreign causes and a foreign lad, and as such had been thoroughly disowned. The dog was the only name he had left. Janeys knew of people who oh-so-creatively derided Brakul as ‘Haidamane’s dog’ and chinmachen based on this. These were, of course, absolute fucking morons. Anyone with half a brain and the barest observational skill would know the man was completely and utterly ganmachen, ox-faced by both temperament and birthsign. Hardy in nature, placid and quiet under most circumstances, stubborn to a fault, and dangerous when pressed.  It was Janeys who was born under the dog stars, though this he kept secret, implying himself to be his dear Faiza’s twin when asked. The two of them looked much alike after all, and were born just over a year apart. It took only this small, harmless exaggeration to claim her far more auspicious birthsign as his own, which was well worth the risks of dishonesty. Janeys had enough problems - and more than enough scathing epithets - without the addition of ‘bitch-faced’ to his good name, thank you very much.

Janeys' POV introducing Brakul Red-Dog, himself, and (loosely) the Wardi zodiac system

[nedlittle]

christians are the least serious people alive like what do you MEAN you prayed to jesus to help you land a cartwheel or god helped you pick out an outfit. doesn't the big man have more important things to do than play dress to impress with white girl influencer #390756584

[gumy-shark]

>be me

>be a fan of a black character in a media ive enjoyed for years

>despite being there from the very start his entire existence is often forgotten by fans (We All Know Why)

>he finally starts getting some fanart and attention

>HES DRAWN IN GREYSCALE. NEARLY EVERY TIME. THIS IS FUCKING CARTOONISH

[t4t4tclethian]

why are we still drawing angel skizz in the year of our lord 2024. i vote we make Cyborg Shark Skizzleman the big fanon thing this next year

[blujaydoodles]

slightly late bad comic about justin and I reminiscing earlier, semi-in-character, on the lad's guest appearance in the one-on-oneshot he ran for melliwyk last summer

[oh-jail-for-mother]

YOU GUYS I AM SO FUCKING PISSED ABOUT VAN DYING BY HAT'S HAND NOBODY TALK TO ME FUCK YOU MELISSA OH MY GOD THE LESBIAN ON LESBIAN CRIME??? ON MY SCREEN??? GOTTA BE A JOKE

[plumbus-central]

i love imagining scenarios where morty and summer meet rick and minnie when they were their age, whether through time travel, parallel universe, age regression, or some other sci fi nonsense.

god bless him mortys trying hard to relate to his teenage grandmother from the late 70s

[kil9]

having a dni is alright but I feel like ppl will just ignore it, it's way more effective to just repel the ppl u don't want to associate with by being everything they hate