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wellofdean · 2 years ago

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Thinking more about this gifset from ep 12x09, The Future, and just want to say a thing about what the word 'subtext' means, because it sometimes feels like what people think it means and what it actually means are not aligned.

So, as a starting point, subtext is defined as "the implied meaning or underlying message of a narrative that is not stated directly. It is the unexpressed thought, feeling, or emotional throughline that lies beneath the text."

The scene in the gifset linked above rife with subtext, and it's really very obvious. But first, there are several layers to the text. There's the visual: Sam looking concerned, Dean working on Cas's truck. There's also the context of the other events in the episode. In brief: Cas returns to the bunker after being out of touch for so long that Dean was worried, and angry with him; Cas tried to return the mixtape Dean gave him and Dean refused to accept it; Cas tells Dean he feels like he just keeps failing and Dean stresses that they need to work together; Cas 'plays him' and steals the Colt from under his pillow; Dean threatens to 'kick his feathered ass' but notably does not follow through. Right before this scene Dean throws Cas the keys to the Impala like it's a totally automatic for him to do (it's not!), only to have Kelly drive off with his Baby, and with Cas.

Here's the transcript:

Sam: How did this happen? Dean: ( Scoffs ) What? The lying? The Heaven plan? Or the fact that I'm working on this stupid truck? Sam: No, I mean, what's wrong with Cas? Dean: Well, he hasn't exactly had a banner year. I mean, think about it. Between Lucifer... (huffs out a breath) ...killing Billie, Ramiel, everything's been blowing up in his face... And he's so desperate for a win right now, he can't even see straight. Go ahead and give it a try. (Engine starts)

So the text of this scene is a combination of what we see, the context in the episode, the wider context of the show and relationships, and the lines.

Here are some examples of the subtext in this scene:

Dean has given some thought to how Cas is feeling.

Dean understands that people make questionable decisions when they are feeling down and defeated.

Dean has been there, and done that.

Dean sympathizes and empathizes with Cas.

Dean's frustrated, but Cas is still family to him.

Dean cares about Cas and wants to help him.

Sam does not quite know what to make of Cas's behavior.

Sam knows that Dean will know better than he does what is motivating Cas to do what he is doing.

Dean is emotionally closer to Cas than Sam is.

Sam relies on Dean's reaction to Cas's recent actions to know how to react himself.

Dean wants Sam to understand and sympathize with Cas, and not judge him too harshly.

There is much more one could add to this, but nothing I've said above is the least bit controversial; it's nothing more than a basic understanding of the content of the text, and it is very clearly communicated. Understanding these things in this scene is not rocket science, and everything I mentioned above is indisputably there as unspoken but clear emotional throughline in the text.

Subtext is not a mysterious puzzle, or a ghost floating around in a text that is invented out of the audience's desires, it is the actual emotional force and content of it. Ernest Hemingway is a long way from being my favourite writer, but he was, nevertheless, a heavyweight champion of subtext. He called it the 'iceberg theory,' or 'theory of omission': the text (words themselves) present only a small part of what is happening in it, but it is important to note that subtext is part of the text like the unseen part of an iceberg is part of an iceberg. A text without subtext would be very boring indeed, and would leave nothing for our minds to do when we process it. It's difficult to imagine any narrative text that doesn't have it.

I think that a lot of the time we say things like: I want Destiel to be explicit, not 'just subtext', but look at what is communicated via subtext above! Virtually everything that's important about the scene! Subtext is not imaginary thing the reader adds, it is part of the intent of the text, and Destiel is more explicit than this in the text in a lot of ways because it is the bones the text is hanging on -- it may not be spoken, but it is part of the structure of the text, and that's because of things like the way Ruby and Sam's story parallels Dean and Cas in season 4, or the way Dean's entire motivation in purgatory is Cas, and when he gets back from purgatory, he can think of little else, or the way Cas very obviously parallels Colette in the MOC arc and there is no Abel, or the entire widower arc, or the fact that main emotional arc of season 15 is Cas and Dean's break up, reconciliation, Cas's confession and finally Dean's despair and willingness to just die in the final episode. There's a lot of that that simply doesn't make any sense without Destiel as a structural element in the narrative.

There are so many ways in which the whole story is BUILT AROUND the assumption that Cas is Dean's strongest bond and partner, and around how important Cas is to Dean's emotional life, which is why I think it's often more accurate to say that Destiel is CONTEXT, because it's actually the reason why we understand the subtext of so many scenes and arcs in the story.

The fact that Cas loves Dean is not subtext, it is explicitly stated, and the fact that Dean loves Cas is not explictly stated, but it is present in the text at so many levels, that to call it 'just' subtext or imagine that it is some kind of unacknowledged, unavowed ghost in the narrative is not accurate. There is no way to understand a thing like Dean's devastated face at Castiel's pyre, or why Castiel leaving in season 15 feels like a divorce without it. Destiel is the emotional force of it, and moreover, it's the part of the iceberg you can't see because it's underwater, but it is fucking there, and IT WILL FUCK YOU UP.

#spn #destiel #is more than subtext #it is structural #destiel is context #dean winchester

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airenyah · 2 years ago

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joongdunk vampire bl when??

maybe you've already seen my post "reasons why i need a sexy joongdunk bl". and if you have, then maybe you remember the bonus vampire section at the end

well, i've decided to start collecting vampire mentions here in this own separate post. here i will collect instances where either joong or dunk actually utters the word "vampire" but i will also include things somewhat adjacent to vampires (looking at you, lol fanfast 2023 dum dum neck biting action 👀)

i'll keep updating this post with every future vampire mention that i happen to come across. if you happen to find a vampire mention that is not yet in this post but you think it should be on the list, then do feel free to send me a link to it and i might just add it!! some of them, esp the vampire-adjacent things will be added based on vibes (my vibes, that is. it's my post so i get to put in it whatever the fuck i want)

like this one for example:

[hidden agenda ep12 pt4 (3:25); (24.09.2023)]

like yeah i know this one doesn't really count bc those are just some lines in a series from one fictional character to another fictional character that just happens to be played by dunk but like!! is it not true!! being a vampire (on tv) is dunk's dream job, is it not!!!

1. they WANNA play vampires

no but seriously tho, dunk wants to play a vampire, he explicitly said so:

[dunk x tops; (30.09.2023)]

Which role do you want to try playing the most? Up until now I've only gotten roles that speak a lot. Sometimes the lines are 3-4 pages long. If I get the opportunity, I want to try switching to a role that speaks little, that is calm and serious and where the emphasis is on using eyes and gestures to convey emotions. A fantasy or sci-fi role like a vampire might be worth a try.

[dunk for elle men; (13.11.2024)]

and so did joong, for that matter:

[l'officiel hommes thailand: "the act of being myself" | translation; (08.12.23)]

[joong's 23rd birthday event; (17.03.2024)] (extended gifset here)

2. dum dum

now, the dum dum performance deserves it's own little section lbr. bc seriously wtf was all that:

[LOL fanfest D1; (24.06.2023) | LOL fanfest D2; (25.06.2023)]

[arm share ep131; (02.08.2023)]

oh and make no mistake, it's not me who's making the dum dum performance about vampires, no, dunk is:

[let's talk bl s4 ep07; (16.08.2023)]

no seriously, let 👏 them 👏 play 👏 vampires!! they've already got experience in biting each other's necks!!!!

3. collection

ok from here on out i think i'll stop with the babbling and just have a collection of gifs with random vampire mentions that i'll just continue to add to this post whenever i come across more bc why the fuck not

[joong's tweet; (30.06.2023)]

[instagram live; (09.10.2023)]

[hidden hangout ep2; (14.11.2023)]

[original twitter thread | translation 1 | translation 2; (18.12.2023)]

context: joong asked what kind of plots fans would like to see him and dunk play

Translation/Summary:

Fan🗣️: In their past lives, Joong and Dunk were enemies who hated each other deeply. One day, a situation arose where one of them had to kill the other. However, the one who was killed (Joong) didn’t die permanently—it was more like his soul was temporarily sealed. He's been there ever since, even up to the present time. Joong☀️: Oh~ Is he still resentful? Fan🗣️: Yes, he is. He’s been sealed in the same spot for a very long time. Joong☀️: So, it’s like the vibe of an old Thai drama, right? starts singing an old Thai series opening theme Fan🗣️: Right, that kind of vibe. But this one is a fantasy genre. His soul is sealed, and we can say he became a vampire. He’s still alive but trapped—he can’t go anywhere, so he keeps living until he can earn a wealthy life. Joong☀️: How does a vampire live his life in Thailand? Fan🗣️: He has to stay in the same place. He can’t leave the restricted zone, and he can’t be exposed to sunlight. Joong☀️: If he lives in Thailand, where would he stay? Thonglor? (a road in Bangkok known for nightlife) Fan🗣️: More like Sukhumvit. (known for luxury malls) Joong☀️: Sukhumvit Vampire? Fan🗣️: Yes~ Joong☀️: Alright, we’ve got the name of the story, everyone. Sukhumvit Vampire 😆 Fan🗣️: So, one day in the present, Dunk comes into the zone controlled by Joong, the same place where Joong’s soul has been sealed. Joong☀️: You mean Sukhumvit? Fan🗣️: Yes. And when Joong sees Dunk, he thinks, "Isn’t this the person who killed me?" Joong☀️: Oh~ So Dunk has been reborn, and Joong’s like, "The person who killed me gets to be reborn, but I’m stuck here." Fan🗣️: Exactly! It’s like, "I’ve been stuck here for so long, while the country has advanced so much, and I’m still trapped." Joong☀️: So I’m the vampire, right? Fan🗣️: Yes, and Dunk killed you. But you can switch roles if you want, I’m not strict about it. I just want this kind of plot. Joong☀️: So, the story is that when they meet, Joong wants to kill Dunk for revenge. But then suddenly, he realizes, after Dunk's rebirth, that Dunk is actually pretty handsome! HAHAHAHA 🤣🤣 Fan🗣️: He believes that killing the person who killed him will break the curse and free him from the place where he’s sealed. Joong☀️: Will monks come at the end and tell us not to seek revenge anymore? 😆 Fan🗣️: No, at the end, they just stab each other to death. Joong☀️: Huh? Really? Do they actually kill each other, or do they hesitate because they’ve fallen in love? Fan🗣️: Actually, I was planning for them to kill each other, but then they realize there was a reason why they have to kill each other in the first place (since their past life). So, the reason is… Joong☀️: Fighting over bubble tea. Fan🗣️: Okay, Joong. Delicious 😂

[joong twitter space (back-up link); (22.09.2024) | translation 1 | translation 2]

[joong's tweet; (20.10.2024) | translation pt1 | translation pt2]

[joong's broadcast channel on instagram; (20.10.2024)]

[joong's tweet; (19.02.2025)]

[joong's tweet; (18.03.2025)

#hoping against all odds that joong and/or dunk will at least get to play guest vampires on mgb if they already didn't get the leads #airenyah plappert #adrm #joongdunk #nothing to see here i'm just #joongdunk vampire bl truthing my way through life #sexy joongdunk vampire bl #jd vampire mentions masterpost #vampire mention masterpost

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whumpofalltime · 2 years ago

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whump of all time

SEMIFINALS!

Find links and propaganda under the cut. Quarterfinalist and later match-ups are untagged, so your votes and reblogs matter!

Once Upon A Time:

(gifset 1, gifset 2)

"There's blood, wounds, captivity, bondage, a slow-dipping-mechanism, a big rescue, and excellent acting by Colin O'Donoghue - who delivers the tiniest whimper and the most delectable of trembles for our whump-loving eyes to devour!" ~ @killian-whump

"[...] Killian was BROKEN. Absolutely and heart-wrenchingly devastated. He was tortured within an inch of his life (… or death, I guess) and practically left to slowly drop into a pit of eternal despair.

Killian was not easy to break. He would get injured and get back up with a sneer and an "I'm alright love you should see the other guy".

But to reach that point? The point of telling Emma she should have kept herself safe instead of saving him from this torment, to hold on to her like she was his lifeline, to SMILE that small smile from the first bit of hope he'd gotten since he ended up there?

The relief upon watching this episode for the first time was visceral. For two episodes we knew Hook was being tortured, we saw him try and fail to limp to safety, we saw his resolve and defiance desperately hold on, we saw him accept his fate, we saw him preferring to be tortured further than hurt his friends… And then he got saved! And he had no witty comeback, no effort to hide his pain. He just fucking collapsed in the arms of his beloved, of his saviour, and held on for a moment to realize that it was real, she was there, he was finally safe.

Add to that some amazing, jaw-dropping, emotional acting by Colin O'Donoghue, how can you get any better than that?

Anyway vote for ouat. Because this whole torture mini arc existing is probably what caused a chain reaction of me understanding and accepting I love whump, so. I wouldn't be here torturing blorbos if it weren't for it 🤣" @piracytheorist

"god tier acting" ~ @caliburn-the-sword

The Young Blood Chronicles (Save Rock and Roll's music videos, Fall Out Boy):

(link)

"Everyone gets bloodied, bruised, beaten up, tortured, rescued, limbs are amputated - it's brutal. Alone Together is particularly strong."

sorry for being late, but you want YBC propaganda? then you're getting YBC propaganda. I know you're a FOB fan, but I will be writing this for the benefit of those who don't know what YBC is, for better propaganda purposes! and yeah this is gonna be LONG. sorry.

So! The Youngblood Chronicles (shortened to YBC) is a series of 11 music videos made by the band Fall Out Boy, for their album Save Rock And Roll (you know this album, it's the one with My Songs Know What You Did In The Dark on it). The whole thing is quite short, less than fifty minutes long (even shorter if you don't count the uncut version's credits!!), and every single music video has some element of whump in it. This propaganda is gonna break down each individual music vid, and at i'll also talk a little bit about the irl context the album was written in, and why even THAT can be a little bit whumpy if you're insane like me!

(note: i'm going in the original release order over the uncut order, hence why i'm starting with MSKWYDITD instead of The Phoenix)

My Songs Know What You Did In The Dark: Arguably the least whump-y out of all of them, but man, seeing all of Fall Out Boy's discography and memorabilia be burnt while people are dancing around the destruction? Man, when you know the real life stuff (the reception the band had in 2009, leading to them to take a three year hiatus)... and at the end, you see four guys bound in the back of a van!! And that van is getting burnt!! Burn everything you love and burn the... ashes.

The Phoenix: NOW here's the first of MANY whump tastes you'll get. Patrick Stump, the singer/cutie of the band, gets kidnapped, tied to a chair, has his hand CHOPPED OFF and mailed to his bandmate/best friend Pete Wentz, then gets tied down and utterly tortured by women who are laughing at his misery the entire time, getting prodded and stabbed by tools for... well, you'll see. By the end of the video, Pete and the other two members of FOB (Joe Trohman and Andy Hurley) have been kidnapped by these mysterious women too, with Pete specifically getting kidnapped by the blonde woman he was in bed with when Patrick's hand got delivered to him. If you enjoy cute boys getting tied down, covered in blood, and writhing around like worms while getting tortured... well you'll enjoy all of YBC but specifically you'll enjoy this!! I did :D! The war is won, before it's begun, release the doves, surrender love...

Young Volcanoes: Good news, FOB has been reunited! Bad news, by the women who dismembered Patrick! And now all the band members are tied to chairs, hooked up to IVs full of god knows what types of drugs, and blindfolded (all except Patrick). They are then forced to drink, snort hard drugs, and are force fed Patrick's organs! Yep, all four of them are forced to eat their lead singer's guts, and are so fucking drugged up they don't even realize what's happening (and now you know what the women were doing to him in the last mv, and you even get a nice little shot of the hack job of stitching him back up)!! Patrick hallucinates everyone having fun, but of course, at the end, all of them are knocked out because of the drugs. Americana, exotica, do you wanna feel a little beautiful baby?

Alone Together: This is the song the OG propaganda mentioned, and for good reason. All four of them are shipped off into little personalized torture rooms, and, well, tortured! Pete is able to break out and even steals the hook from the girl who was torturing him, but little does he know that'll be his own undoing... also, in general, this song has some whumpy elements, specifically the line "my heart is like a stallion/they love it more when it's broke-in"... but notice how easy it is to hear "broke-in" as "broken"! At the end of the video, Pete is at least able to find Patrick (Joe and Andy have NOT been having a good time, either!! But sadly, they aren't found by Pete, but Pete DOES find Big Sean), and is even able to attach the hook to the stump (ha!) where his hand used to be. But something is clearly wrong with Patrick now. His eyes are yellow, and as the song ends, we hold on him, sneering and twitching. This is the road to ruin - and we're started at the end...

The Mighty Fall: First off if you say this is the worst song off of SRAR I will hunt you for sport. OKAY ANYWAYS, chronologically this comes after MSKWYDITD, and yeah, the four guys are the members of FOB. Pete is able to free himself with Patrick's new hook hand, and is able to get the other three out while Pete is hacking up a lung from the fire they just barely escaped. But they're not done getting their shit rocked yet. A gang of children show up (the leader being the kid Patrick waved at right before he was kidnapped back in the Phoenix MV), and proceed to separate them and beat the living shit out of them. The leader kid who's chasing Patrick plays something on a boombox... which triggers Patrick to go yellow-eyed again (from here on out i'll call it "going Youngblood" or "Youngblood self"). It was confirmed in the commentary track that ANY music would cause him to go Youngblood. And knowing Patrick IRL fucking loves to create/compose music... yeah! Take something he loves and turn it into something that drives him insane!! I'm normal!! And also the irl parallel you could draw to his solo career doing the same thing to him (on a less uh Dramatic level but you know)!!! Ouch!!!! Big Sean is able to save Patrick, but at the cost of his own life (and a killer rap verse... HELL YEAH I'M A DICK GIRL, ADDICTED TO YOU). Oh, how the mighty fall in love...

Just One Yesterday: The last vestiges of comfort you're gonna get for a WHILE. The four are separated, getting even more beaten up, Pete vomits up a snake, Andy gets his shit rocked by a homeless guy, Joe has to use white sheets as a makeshift tourniquet bc his leg got fucked up in The Mighty Fall MV, and Patrick is picked up by a kind stranger (hi Foxes! you have a very pretty voice! PLEASE KEEP YOUR HANDS ON THE STEERING WHEEL!). And finally, finally we get a hope spot. Fall Out Boy is reunited (the part where Andy just grabs onto Patrick's arm, in disbelief they're both alive... augh!!! AUGH!!!!), and for a moment, it seems they've been delivered to a hospital... before Foxes' eyes go completely black, looking at Patrick... and turns on the radio. She's able to trigger the Youngblood. And now Patrick is gone. The other three scramble into the hospital, Patrick not far behind, determined to kill them to stop the noise in his head. If Heaven's grief brings Hell's reign, then I'd trade all my tomorrows for just one yesterday...

Where Did The Party Go: Patrick, now fully consumed by the Youngblood brainwashing, is now stalking his bandmates in a hospital. Patrick is seeing visions of the hospital as an abandoned party, Andy has to painfully disinfect the wounds he's gotten, Pete is able to call for the police, and Joe... oh, poor Joe. He barricades himself into a room, but not well enough. Patrick finds him, and kills him, slitting his throat with the hook hand, showing no remorse at all... until Andy and Pete find them. The Youngblood wears off, and Patrick looks to what he's done, and is horrified at what he's done to his friend. And, bad news for him, the police are here, ready to arrest the murderer. All Andy and Pete can do is watch as tears roll down Patrick's eyes. And for the extra IRL context, this was the first song written for the album that made Pete and Patrick realize they had to get FOB back together... so lets match that with a music video where the member who helped get the band together in the first place dies. By the hands of the kid he found. Let's fade away together, one dream at a time...

Death Valley: Joe gets... uh, a little comfort? I mean, he thinks he's getting sent to heaven but goes to hell, buuuuut I think doing drugs in rock and roll hell with Tommy Lee is actually a pretty sweet deal, better than the deal the other three got! Pete and Andy are being interrogated while Patrick is in a jail cell. We find out that the cult that kidnapped them, Silence the Noise, is lead by Pete's girlfriend from WAAAAY back in the Phoenix MV, Courtney Love. And at the end of the MV... Patrick is bailed out of jail by Silence the Noise. They have him again. And this time, they're not gonna let him walk out until he's fully under their control. 'Cause tonight it's just fire alarms and losing you...

Rat a Tat: Silence the Noise has Patrick, and they utterly brainwash him, A Clockwork Orange style, with electroshock stimulation to keep him from looking away or closing his eyes, until there is nothing left. Patrick Stump does not exist anymore. Only the Youngblood, pliant under the control of Silence the Noise, tasked to destroy what he once loved; music. Andy dies at the hands of the cult, and now Pete has to protect a briefcase, the thing that got them into this mess, and keep it away from Silence the Noise, all while his best friend hunts him down. Are you ready for another bad poem?

Miss Missing You: THE WHUMPIEST OF THE WHUMP. What if we were best friends but you've been driven insane and I know the only way to stop you is to kill you and it was my fault you got into this mess and I was the one who gave you the weapon that will be my own undoing. What if we both died at the same time. What if we died, both of us failing the mission we had before us. What if that was a reference to one of their first music videos. What if this song was originally written for Patrick's solo album but he realized it was more of a Fall Out Boy song so it was scrapped until now. What if there's a legit argument to be made that half the lyrics for this song was written by Patrick. What if we were both boys. Grips walls, yeha i'm normal. If you don't watch ANY other music vid, watch Miss Missing You. Sometimes before it gets better, the darkness gets bigger. The person that you'd take a bullet for is behind the trigger.

Save Rock And Roll: And our final track gives us a final bit of comfort. Patrick is able to overcome the Youngblood, and gets into heaven, where all of FOB is finally, finally reunited. God (aka Elton John) gives them new instruments and brings them back to earth, so they can do what they love; play music together. Which just so happens to release people from the control of Silence the Noise! But, because we can't have nice things, a cult within Silence the Noise got a hold of the briefcase, and summoned a spirit that starts to kill everyone. FOB stands together, and blasts the evil spirit, the blood coming up to the gates of heaven and covering Elton John in it. And... that's how it ends. No true resolution. Just Elton John covered in blood, as the song fades out. Oh, no! Wherever I go, go! Trouble seems to follow! I only plugged in to save rock and roll!

UH. AGAIN I APOLOGIZE FOR THE LENGTH. but i really wanted to express just how much WHUMP they manage to fit into less than fifty minutes, all backed by an amazing album colored by the three years they were apart. colored by how they grew, colored by how bad the hiatus was for Patrick specifically, colored by how Confessions of a Pariah got Pete to reach out to help him, and this album came out of it, Fall Out Boy came back out of it, and now here we are, ten years later, with the title track being performed every night for their concert, with all the band singing the final lines together, and the line you are what you love, not who loves you hitting every single night.

SORRY. LISTEN TO FALL OUT BOY. thanks for letting me rant.

#extremely long propaganda on this one #semifinals

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phoenixiancrystallist · 2 years ago

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I couldn't help but agree so much on your tags on my gifset of Frey not immediately forgiving Cinta. It adds so much to her as a person. For years she created this image of her mother being a cruel woman, for bloody 21 years. It's not something you can toss away in a blink of an eye.

And like, we see her struggle with that so much after that revelation from tanta Prav. She can't or doesn't want to face that image, because the hurt she thought could only get worse (like opening up old wounds?).

But when faced with Cinta you see a tiny bit of that resentment, but also that yearning of trying to get to know her. A sense of relieve and yet doubt (when she is about to take Cinta's hand. Oooof. The feels).

It's such a deep things of feels and I am bloody feeling the feels. There is such a thick layer of depth right there and *sobs*.

The entire thing is handled so well, imo. She had all that time after Prav to wrap her head around who her mom is, and wrestle with all of those horrible feelings and put them into a perspective she never had context for before then. I distinctly remember sobbing "she did it to save you!" so many times while Frey was questioning why Cinta—who personifies love—abandoned her, tears streaming down my face because I'm a huge crybaby, lol.

But for Frey, it's gotta be so, so hard to come to that conclusion when all she's known her whole life is that she wasn't wanted. All those years of anger and grief, all the resentment building up anew now that she has a name and a face to aim it at instead of a nebulous hypothetical figure. It's no wonder she reacts the way she does! I'd blow up, too!

And later, when she learned how deeply, desperately she was wanted, and how much it tore Cinta apart to send her away after essentially no time with her, only to watch Athia's doom follow her through the Torana. You can clearly see Frey just sitting there and processing all this new information, rearranging the worldview she'd carried with her for as long as she can remember. And you can see the moments of panic, where she's completely overwhelmed by everything she's learning about herself, about Cinta, about her dad. She's bombarded with emotional revelation after emotional revelation in rapid succession with no time to reconcile them with everything she'd believed for her whole life.

There's so much emotional depth in this game and it's all handled in a way that I can wholeheartedly believe. It's messy, it's irrational, it's so profoundly human and it's so, so beautifully told. Frey has every reason to feel the way she does and she reacts in a way that an actual human person would. She's allowed to feel and express her emotions through the entire story and there's not a single moment I can recall where her humanity is pushed aside for the sake of the narrative. Frey and her story are handled so, so well and my only complaint is we probably won't get a sequel.

#Forspoken #Forspoken spoilers #Frey Holland #Tanta Cinta #asks

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projecthipster · 3 months ago

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Buffalo '66 (1998)

“I'm asking you to come there and make me look good. Alright? And if you make a fool out of me, I swear to God, I'll kill you right there. Boom! Right in front of Mommy and Daddy. And I'll tell you something else, you make me look bad... I will never ever talk to you again, ever. But if you do a good job, well, then you can be my best friend. My best friend that I've ever had. You hear me?”

By the way, to fill this top section, I searched Tumblr for pictures and quotes and, hey, what in the coquette Lana Del Rey lyrics depression girlblogging sugar daddy gifset fuck is going on in the results for this movie’s title? Is it because of Christina Ricci’s eye shadow? If so, fair enough. Funnily enough, it gets better if you make sure you add the apostrophe.

Sadly unlike the guy in that Wet Leg song, I don’t have Buffalo ‘66 on DVD. But having fun isn’t hard when I’ve got a library card, and so, let me evangelize to you a bit. Have you heard of Kanopy? If not, you haven’t talked to me much. This is, like, Netflix exclusively for hipsters. Educational series and cult movies, all streamable by logging in with that string of digits so crucial to my overall identity, my public library card number.

Anyway, yeah, this movie may be most known today as shorthand for a flirtatious fuckboi in a pop song. But that’s not here and nor is it there; nothing on this blog is free from those accusations. That’s the buy-in.

This is also the first time on the lists I’m knowingly reviewing a list from Robert Lanham’s The Hipster Handbook. Some of the early books on the blog were also from one of the lists sourced from that book, but I didn’t know that at the time, because I hadn’t yet flipped through the Handbook itself. Curiously, in all the lists that claim to be the definitive lists of hipster books, none of them seem to feature the book that, from what I can tell, codified the term for the 21st century. So I guess I’ll talk about it for a bit here before going back to the movie. Robert Lanham was a Virginia-born blogger living in the artsy low-rent enclave (God, if only such a thing could still exist! Anywhere in the world, honestly!) of Williamsburg, Brooklyn, at the turn of our dumbass current century. There had been hipsters before, of course. Cab Calloway played to hipsters. Jack Kerouac was a hipster. They were the white jazz fans of the middle last century. The term faded out into “hippie” and then who even knows what happened to the hippies. That’s beyond my scope. But in W’burg, 2001, there was a loose collective of grunge and indie rockers, skateboarding “teeters,” music and art nerds, ambitiously progressive intellectual young “polits,” unemployed trust fund “UTFs,” and waiting and services hipsters (WASHes,) which, we have to assume here a quarter century later, became all together known as hipsters. Because they were hip, they were the new wave, like the beatnik hipsters of the ‘50s. Lanham’s since unfindable blog post "The Hipster Handbook" was popular enough that he made it into a slim little 2003 volume that I’m pretty sure sparked the spread of the term around the world over the next decade. It’s the earliest I can find it in text in its modern context. That book is still available to read through at my beloved Central Library. Second floor. South end. Literature, American Wit and Humour. Call number 817LAN. Of course I’ve read it cover to cover at a nearby table.

It looks like this:

It’s a fun, short read, categorizing the hipsters of Lanham’s hood into ten rough categories, some of which I just now listed. I think I’m a Loner (Type 3) with a bit of Neo-Crunch (Type 7.) Alex is a Type 9. JP is a Type 6. Davis is a Type 5. The Handbook also lays out chapters on everything from dating to choosing bars to aging for each sort of hipster.

Another thing that the Hipster Handbook does is claim, authoritatively, that “deck” is the ultimate hipster term for anything good and cool. I think this may have been a joke. I’ve never heard “deck” used the same way in any other context, except when excerpting from Lanham himself. Maybe it was an inside joke with his friend group. Maybe it was a flash in the pan slang term in the Brooklyn scene at the time that made it into text only once. But most likely, he’s fucking with us. No matter. The book calls things deck with such conviction, that it really does work. So whether it was ever real or not, I plan to drag it kicking and screaming back, whether it makes any sense or not (it doesn’t) and whether anyone will understand me or not (they won’t.) And I’m keeping it as the signoff for this retrospective and, perhaps, renaissancive blog.

Towards the end of the Handbook we find the movie list, which is what we’re here for. Here’s what Lanham said about Buffalo ‘66 about five years after its release, when evaluating it as one of the thirty essential movies for hipsters:

“Vincent Gallo may be an egomaniac, but this film is as touching as it is funny, and you’ll be pulling out those Yes albums you swore you’d never touch again after hearing the soundtrack. Christina Ricci looks hot in her preanorexic girth, and Gallo looks cute too, in a Jesus-in-tight-pants kind of way.”

So, to start, Lanham understated: Vincent Gallo is a deplorable fuckwit. I don’t even want to get into why. The question, then, is can a deplorable fuckwit make a good movie starring himself as an equally deplorable fuckwit but in a different way? Let’s find out together.

Because Gallo might be an asshat, but he sure can direct a shot. Case in point, Buffalo ‘66 begins with a deck collage – not a montage, but a layering of many shots on top of each other – summarizing prison life. Then we meet our man, Billy Brown, played by Gallo himself in one of those egomaniacal, or else deckly auterish (depends on your point of view, and I suppose your opinion of the movie) cases of a director directing himself as the lead. He also wrote the instrumental score, which is sparse but pretty good.

As we begin, Billy is being discharged from prison into a desaturated high-contrast late-millennium upstate New York winter that seems devoid of colour other than the sparkle of Christina Ricci’s blue eye shadow. Ricci, by the way, the real star of this movie, came onto the scene as Wednesday Addams, which I guess makes her the Jenna Ortega of the ‘90s. She’s 18 here, and I’d guess the character is too, while Gallo’s Billy is in his 30s. So let that creep factor settle in. Where are her parents? What’s her story here? Are there people looking for her? We’re not privy.

The whole thing looks like it’s overloaded on the instagram filters, but of course this style of movie is the real, on-film thing that those filters – back when hipsters ran instagram at least, before being overtaken by tech bros and influencers – are trying to emulate. There’s a glimmer of sympathy we can see for Billy for about two minutes as he desperately tries to find an open bathroom – we’ve all been there. Then any glimmer of sympathy is shattered as he beats a man in a violent homophobic rage and cruelly kidnaps a woman, played by the aforementioned Ricci. This is our protagonist?

Yes, well, anyone seeking anything even remotely beyond the mainstream ought to know that a protagonist doesn’t mean a hero. And really, once the kidnapping happens, Ricci’s Layla shifts into the audience surrogate. Gallo does this by holding the camera on her pale, entracing, subtly expressive, ‘90s-blonde-bang-framed face for the lengths of whole conversations. He at least knows that she’s got the acting power to carry the main part of the movie more than he does himself. But Billy Brown is kind of hypnotic to watch anyway, repeating everything again and again in this forceful, mansplaining asshole-ish sort of way that for all I know is just how this shitstain talks in real life. But in the context of the movie it lends a unique veritéish aspect to the dialogue. The dialogue is unique, you got it? It’s unique. It feels different, it feels different than most dialogue writing you’ve heard, that’s what unique means, it’s unique, got it?

The Brown family lives in a house festooned with football merch, with sports channel commentary blazing like a soundtrack between sets of awkward, time-jumping fades as Billy introduces his parents to his kidnapped “wife.” Maybe it’s just my hipster cynicism of organized sports, but it feels like shorthand for the beige American sort of disconnect also exemplified in Mrs. Brown forgetting about her own son’s allergies, and flashbacks to Mr. Brown’s casual cruelty. The title of the film is the date and time of Billy’s birth, and the last time the Buffalo Bills won the Super Bowl. Mrs. Brown resents her son for making her miss the game in labour. It’s not excusing Billy, I hope, but it’s the classic show of a criminal from a home that’s not broken but sort of scuffed and faded. Sports as a panacea for the isolation of suburbia and for the constant disappointment born of American exceptionalism and of the false propaganda of everyone being just an unspecified bootstrap away from fame and fortune. Gallo, in his conservative’s disinterest in systemic impacts, recognizes none of what he’s doing here I’m sure, but it’s what I see.

These family moments also showcase not just Christina Ricci’s acting ability, but Layla, the character’s, own. She spins stories that create a whole fictional world of secret agent romance. Even as a victim in the household, she plays up pretended friendliness excellently, even enough to break through the veneer of beige mundanity. Mr Brown crooning over a record transcends the suburban backdrop to feel like a moment from a more romantic world – before the shouting and creepiness and dysfunction rolls back in.

Later on, the plot moves to a place that every ‘90s movie does: the bowling alley. Makes me wonder how many shots it took to get all those strikes on camera. It’s unclear why Layla is still here for this part, but as mentioned, she’s still the most interesting part of the movie to watch. There’s another spectacularly, entrancingly surreal scene here, as she tap-dances on the bowling floor to King Crimson’s “Moonchild.” With her pale blue dress, silver stockings, and general moonlight-silver lunar aura, that song feels like it should be Layla’s theme. It seems to only play in her head. Like with Mr. Brown singing, it’s a masterful depiction of her drive to escape the mundanity of reality. Not much more is done with that, but it’s all cumulative, you know? Like the scene shot on photobooth portrait, which gives the movie its poster and some of its weirdest, most memorable dialogue about “spanning time.” Everything in terms of composition and writing is unique and interesting, which gives the movie great value despite being the vision and philosophy of a misogynist, Trump-loving shitheel.

Also, why is the organ donor billboard taking up so much of the shot? Is it because Layla, for reasons unknown, is giving her heart to Billy?

All throughout, there’s this plot of Billy seeking to murder a Bills kicker somehow connected to the bet that landed him in prison. But that’s all but forgotten over the course of a third act featuring a lot of long, lingering, silent, intimate shots that give Billy, and admittedly, Gallo, a lot of chances to be a lot worse than he is, which he doesn’t take. I’m referring both to Billy’s actions as a kidnapper and Gallo’s as a filmmaker here, and it humanizes Billy a lot more than I ever expected to be possible – though certainly not enough to justify Layla’s stockholm syndrome as something that could exist outside of male gaze filmmaking. This all barrels towards a genuinely twisty finale with some crazy freeze frames and a lot of boobs. Like a lot of boobs. Fortunately the teenager isn’t present.

I guess as we get to the end, I have to talk about that bit on the Wikipedia page that haunts me. I’m gonna blockquote something Gallo said about the themes of Buffalo ‘66, because I want to make it very fucking crystal clear that these are not my thoughts. VINCENT GALLO SAID THIS, NOT ME.

"In Buffalo '66, the idea was of this extremely misguided victim who saw himself as a victim in the most unreasonable, unrealistic ways. That his life transforms the minute he takes responsibility for his own life is a direct political statement – a very uncomfortable one for many people because socialists feel quite opposed to that.”

So that makes. Zero fucking sense. In my experience, the leftist zeitgeist is the crushing weight of feeling the need to put in work to change the world because it sure isn’t gonna do it itself. And you’re telling me that the cult of fascists running the United States right now, who will manufacture scapegoats out of anyone and anything to blame any issue on – the other side are the ones with the victim complex here? With all due disrespect, Vincent, fuck right off.

So yeah. I’m killing the author as dead as possible on this one. I much prefer the Lanham lens, that it’s apolitical save for the touch on the shittiness of conservative American suburbia; and that it's touching because it slowly unrolls hidden humanity. And it does do that better than I’d thought I’d be able to accept after the first half hour.

Let’s throw some Letterboxd snark in here to close off with some fun:

In conclusion: If any baby wants to come home with me, I’ve got Buffalo ‘66 on Kanopy, and

I give this hipster movie three and a half decks.

Project Hipster is a futile and disorganized attempt to dive into the world of things that the internet has at some point claimed "are hipster," mostly through ListChallenges search results.

This review comes from the seventeenth result for "Hipster," Robert Lanham's Hipster Film List.

Up next: an abstract concept that's quite fun, from a list also meant to be a joke, just like "deck," but that I'm similarly taking at face value.

Stay deck.

#Buffalo '66 #Christina Ricci #movies #hipster #long posts #Spotify #project hipster

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andthebubbles · 9 months ago

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all righteyyyy well that was pretty good, but shame that we have to follow gandalf and the harfoots... also skfjngkfnjkfg so none of that harfoot stuff happened?? it was just so that gandalf could get his stick?? HE TOOK 8 EPS TO GET HIS STICK????

estrid grrrr go away!!! isildur stop being a dumbass, she's already betrayed you like 5 million times, when will you learn

kemen being a twat as always

brimby!!!! 😭 brimby you were awesome and you'll be missed. give charlie vickers and charles edwards all the acting awards

i enjoyed sauron and galadriel's fight too. you got the feel that at the start he was just playing with her skjfngkfg. and whoever said in the reblog tags of the gifset of the final part of their fight that it was a bit hammy, yeah it was but no worse than what we've had to watch via lotr, so i'm all right with it. if anything it was a post-production choice anyway

looooved seeing galadriel fight sauron in his galadriel form XD like, just seeing how morfydd's mannerisms etc changed :3

okay so......... how did sauron get the orcs onto his side? i'm gonna have to check the internet for that. reddit or something

rip glüg(?) the orc with an arc 😭

RIP ADAR TOO (though why did he give back nenya...? another thing the internet will answer for me (also why was his beginning pose (crouched facing the fallen log thing(?)) weird))

when elrond was like 'don't burn that stuff it's brimby's stuff!' i was like lmao yeah now they're DEFINITELY going to burn it, and they did

that last valley/waterfall/rocky stuff, that's going to be future rivendell isn't it...?

so... i didn't know durin iv had a brother skjfngk. also they should yeet those rings, but we know they won't

so durin iii just leapt into the balrog... right. okay. at least he took off the ring. although i guess he should've leapt with it on. hm

sauron is gonna go hang with the dwarves next maybe?

damnnn watching sauron torture brimby was tough to watch (but the sadist in me was enjoying his whimpering in pain out of context /files it for later use in my own fics if i need to write a character in pain lmao (the sound of it skjnfg shhh i'm fine))

someone should just stick a sword in kemen, honestly

elendil doing solo elendil things, that'll be interesting

or maybe sauron is going to go to numenor next? well we'll see

sauron is awful and i enjoy watching him!

anyhoo i'll add to this if/when i think of anything to add/that i've missed

ETA already skjfngk:

it was kinda ... lol... when people who were wounded/dying (galadriel and brimby), and they were still talking/had a lot to say skjfngk but yeah that's main character syndrome

ETA again: but nah seriously... i mean, i'm no expert on how people sound when they die, but surely.... SURELY they would sound not so normal just seconds before dying...? orrrr. well i mean i wouldn't know, i haven't killed anyone 👀 anyway i did still enjoy it

i think my s2 faves are brimby and... well i liked isildur in the earlier eps when he had more to do. and berek! but yeah. i think brimby wins this one. but sauron was awesome too. hecc. and i liked durin and disa too ofc. i think i liked all of them except for gandalf and the harfoots... and estrid maybe... oh and miriel! never been a fan of her. as for kemen, he's definitely detestable but i don't find him dull. actually, the biggest crime is to be dull, so gandalf and the harfoots win this one. and tom bombadil. miriel is not dull, i just don't really care skfjgnkfjn. and estrid is facepalm. but yeah. minor things

ETA: nearly forgot to mention eärien! i love her dresses as always :3 also i'm enjoying her character, how she's siding with pharazon but still loyal to her dad. also i forgot that elendil had another son?? haha

ETA: so i read that brimby was doing a prophecy as he was dying. so, disregard what i said earlier re his voice skjfngkjfng that was p cool ngl

#rop #rop spoilers #ramble.txt

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Oh I thought you were shipping the bbc versions because a post you reblogged had the x version tagged, glad that’s not the case & thank you for explaining ^^

Lol I had a feeling there was context behind why you asked but I couldn’t fathom what, because I certainly don’t ship them, in bbcm or otherwise 😆 I thought “I may as well infodump about arthuriana like the nerd I am”.

I can totally see why you were confused, though! I’ve been in the same boat lol

The use of the [blank] x [blank] tags have confused me so much recently, if I’m being honest, especially on gifsets and stuff like it. Because when I was first learning fandom etiquette, lingo and what-have-you, the x was equivalent to a / (slash) and indicated a romantic ship. On the other hand, the & (ampersand) indicated a platonic relationship.

After a while, I’ve kind of gathered the ‘x’ is being used, kind of, as a huge umbrella symbol for pairings in general (no matter the relationship)??? Maybe? At least with gifsets etc on tumblr. Idk I’m still a little confused tbh because I still see the X used as I originally learned how elsewhere, all the same. So, with it no longer having an exact definition, I get a little lost lmao. I can imagine there’s likely an archival/tagging reason behind it but I can only guess.

Anyway, yeah! Thank you for sending an ask to clarify before anything else and I’m always happy to answer! 🥰

EDIT:

Because I feel it’s important to say, I just wanted to add that fandom’s use of language and shorthand is open to change like any language is. For example, Spock and Kirk’s romantic ship was (and still is) referred to as simply K/S. Now, it’s also known as spirk. So, from what I’ve seen on Tumblr lately anyway, it’s very likely that the use of the ‘x’ in place of a slash is changing and is no longer definitive to only romance, like it used to be. Also, some people may just not be aware of the meanings behind fandom shorthand too! Always a possibility. Fandom’s always growing and changing and you don’t exactly get a manual at the entrance lol

#I knew incest ships existed im not naive but when I found out people shipped bbcm morgana and Arthur I was like 😰#they’re siblings your honor #but yknow. I’m not about judging or attacking others so. no one turn this post into that please #I won’t be mad. I’ll be Disappointed #also lol thank you anon for giving me context behind your first ask #I was truly like ?????????? I mean yeah? wait is this an arthuriana based thing rather than bbcm? ….. when in doubt infodump?#next time pls provide reason why you’re asking! ^^;;;#but thank you for the ask all the same!#also fun fact in the legends when they ARE siblings they share ygraine as a parent!#bbcm is the only one I’ve seen that makes uther father to both #ren replies #anon

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All. Of. This.

Also not to shit on the entire fandom, because I do mostly have fun here, but I've been always been a someone who saw fandom as a fun and was always confused by people saying stuff like 'I survived superwholock tumblr' because I was on tumblr then and in two of those fandoms (and had a lot of stuff from the third cross my dash) and I never encountered whatever it was that was bad enough that people felt they survived it.. I was just happily reblogging gifsets and minding my own business.

And now, even when I'm more involved in fabdom spaces and fandom tumblr, I've mostly been having a wonderful time and the odd occasion I have come across something I dislike for whatever reason I've been able to just scroll on past.

And then I became part of the 9-1-1 fandom and I finally get what people mean when they complain about fandoms. Again, I mostly have a great time here, but the ship wars and sniping and people twisting the narrative, taking things out of context or just willfully and intentionally perceiving things incorrectly to fit their narrative and ideas of the show is exhausting. I have the tags bucktommy and tommy kinard filtered, not because I have Tommy or bucktommy as a ship (I don't hate either by the way, I think most of their relationship is fine and Tommy is an okay guy because I do believe people can and do grow and change over time) but because it was always either a buddie shipper shitting on Tommy and their relationship or a bucktommy shipper moaning about he was so much better for Buck than Eddie and he better come back and be endgame and the ship is so so superior to Buddie in every way. Why, why does this have to be a fucking competition? Why can't we just ship who we ship and let others ship who they ship and scroll past their posts if they come across our dash. Also I wish people would understand that any character who is romantically linked to your character who isn't who you ship them with, isn't the devil and they can add value to the narrative and the help move the story along, maybe even in the direction you want? Because Tommy being there in 8x11 actually furthers the buddie canon arc. But people are too busy shitting on him to stop and consider that (and/or they lack to media literacy to understand that).

While I'm here I'm also going through out another unpopular opinion because why the fuck not? I don't hate Taylor Kelly and I think the scene where they say I love you is awkward but cute and I do believe Buck was in love with her. I have issues with some of the writing of their relationship but I rarely see people complaining about the writing, they just don't like that she had a relationship with Buck and so focus on any minor tging she did that they can make look negative so they can act like she treated Buck terribly (don't get me wrong, she deserves criticism for some of her actions but Buck also deserves serious criticism for things he did in that relationship and never seems to actually get any).

I feel like I'm going to get shit for this and I also feel like maybe I shouldn't post it because I try keep my blog as free of negativity as possible but dear lord I am tired and I've been biting my tongue way too long.

the best part about tommy being back on 911: tommy being back on 911 the worst part about tommy being back on 911: watching my whole dashboard start shitting on a character I really like again, and having to decide if this or that post was mean-spirited enough that I should unfollow about it

#911 spoilers #911 #im sorry yall to be so rude but this is genuinely the least fun fandom i've ever been in #and i wish some of you would take some media literacy classes.#and realise someone shipping a different ship to you is neither a moral failing nor a personal attack

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joebrrrow · 3 years ago

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Sturdy || Joe x Reader (NSFW)

You had a thing for Joe’s lap.

word count: 3,221

warnings: uhhhh blowjob, #joey loveseat, dom/sub dynamics, daddy name-calling, slight mind-break?

author’s note: I HAVEN’T WRITTEN SMUT IN LIKE years, so please bare with me. i just needed to get this out of my system. i technically have a sequel in mind, so please do let me know if y’all want more!

the gifset that started it all.. (x)

enjoy under the cut!

You had a thing for Joe’s lap.

Well, you sat on it once when you first started dating — just casually and jokingly at a barbecue with the Burrows, and only until they brought you a chair, which was only a minute or so after you first sat down.

You remembered that Saturday afternoon; you picked out your favorite sundress for the first summer gathering with his family. Joe had wrapped his arm loosely around your waist and rested his chin on your shoulder. You didn’t even think twice about it all. Joe was just a chair for you.

When you both got back to his place that night, he sat on the couch to watch Sports Center like he always did, except this time, something was different about him. He didn’t let you go back to his room and change into something more comfortable — like his t-shirt or something — and then go back out there to hang with him. He called your name as you were en route to slip out of your dress and there was something about his voice that was so commanding that you wondered if you were in trouble.

You weren’t — not really, in the basic definition of it — but you did feel uneasy.

“Yeah, Joey?” You asked, slowly walking over to him, feigning toughness.

“C’mere,” he told you, and you came over, wondering where this unconditional obedience from you had suddenly sprung from. And yet it felt so right to answer to him.

You stood over him, but not for long; he pulled you onto his lap, your back facing him. And it shouldn’t have been different to sit there — hell, you’d done the same thing earlier this afternoon — but at the same time, something about this all was so… mischievous. It made you feel a little dirty.

“What are you doing?” You asked him, giggling. He wrapped an arm around your waist, able to cross your whole stomach with just a single strong arm of his.

He kissed the crook of your neck, damning yourself for having given him such easy access to it by wearing your hair up for once. An involuntary whimper slipped from your lips as you felt two things: his tender lips on your touch-sensitive skin, and something hard that pressed against the bottom of your thigh.

“Grind on me.”

And the rest was history.

It was the first kinky thing you and Joe had ever done in the genesis of your relationship. Just a few months in, you and him were already a golden couple, young and perfectly in love, likely the object of a few’s jealousy. You had sex about as much as any other new couple did, and it was fun — it felt good. You would giggle and keep it light to start off with and of course, you would make each other cum so good. Joe was your first and he didn’t mind taking the lead, building up your confidence to be able to take some charge too, like when you finally got the guts to let him lay back while you rode the absolute hell out of him.

But after that night, you saw a different side of Joe, and a different side of yourself crawl out from hiding, too. He was always dominant and in a way, you were always somewhat submissive, but the lap thing had exacerbated those traits in both of you.

It was a side you had no clue about in all contexts; you didn’t know Joe had it in him and you didn’t know Joe brought it out of you. It was new and addictive and you were giddy with the thought that you and Joe could add such a depraved layer to your already fun and exciting sex life. You were completely in love with each other without all of this, but you added dirty sex to your repertoire of “Fun Things To Do With Your Boyfriend, Joe Burrow.”

And so, from the first time you both ever realized this fixation over his lap, he loved exercising it over you. He loved pulling you onto his lap in public, he loved pulling you onto his lap at home. It was only a little dirty in public; you’d always be in conversation with friends, obviously with your back facing Joe, and you’d shimmy your ass on his lap and play it off like you were adjusting. He had to hide his boner.

But at home, on a night like tonight, there was nothing to hide.

You had a thing — such a thing — for Joe’s lap. You didn’t even realize you were staring at it as you both sat on the couch, watching Sports Center again. Or at least, Joe was watching it. You were less than half paying attention to it, more so sneaking looks at his thighs as he manspread on the couch.

God damn, those things were sturdy.

Joe exuded such a masculinity that you never thought you’d be this attracted to — you’d probably roll your eyes if you met someone else who commanded attention like Joe did — but damn if it didn’t make you feel like such putty, and it was mostly because the boy didn’t even seem like he was trying. He was effortlessly intoxicating, and in random moments like these when it was just you and him and you were hypersensitive to this trait of his, it made you so wet.

“Be right back,” you blurted out. “Gonna get some snacks.”

And so you walked to the kitchen, hoping he didn’t notice you were acting like such a spaz, but you couldn’t help feeling horny for him. In its early stages, it was like an inconvenient biological need; you would learn to curb it over time.

You messed around in the kitchen to half-heartedly grab a bag of pretzels before making your way back to the living room. You came back to him taking up the middle of the couch, arms folded over his chest as he watched the show, even laughing a little at something funny that must have happened.

“Joe?” You stammered, timidly wanting to get his attention. He couldn’t hear you.

He had no clue you were feeling like this.

Or maybe he did.

He just didn’t want you to know he was onto you, and that pseudo-ignorance turned you on even more. You banked on him not even noticing you had the pretzels in your hand, so you set them on the nearest surface you could spot. You licked your lips and pulled off your lounge shorts, leaving you in nothing but a Bengals tee of his that you stole and your seamless black underwear, your ass cheeks halfway out.

To get him to even pay you a bit of attention, you knew you had to do something to show him you deserved it. You got over that slight self-conscious, somewhat pathetic feeling behind what you were about to do and got down on your knees for him. You crawled to him, his big t-shirt draping on the floor and every so often brushing against your nipples as you maneuvered; you wore no bra underneath it this close to bedtime.

You finally got his attention when your cheek was inches away from his knee. He lifted a brow at you, a smirk growing on his lips as you both finally got on the same page — or maybe, you had always been on the same page, but you were impatiently waiting for Joe to read the first sentence and here he was about to open his mouth. You smirked back at him, only taking your eyes away from him to feast on his fucking thighs.

As he sat manspread, you were up close and personal to what you often stared at when he was doing nothing but just sitting around. When he was out at interviews, taking you out to MMA fights and basketball games, just fucking sitting there — you didn’t know why you were like this but something about the way he fucking sat made you want to worship him.

And for the kind of man that Joe Burrow was — the kind of man who was the hardest on himself with his work ethic, always putting in extra just because he simply put himself at that high standard — he loved praise. You’d only recently learned, by being with him, how much you loved giving it to him, win or lose. He was your quarterback.

You placed your hands on his knees, fitting between his legs. You brushed your thumbs up against the hem of the pair of compression shorts he always wore underneath his looser-fitting basketball ones. You caressed his thighs, beginning from his inner thigh and traveling to his outer thigh, taking in the entire sturdy mass of them. You were falling apart. This lap belonged to the man you always sat on.

Joe watched you worship him, unfolding his arms and resting them up on the couch behind him, a smug look on his face. He got harder underneath his shorts and you could tell. You began to pepper kisses along his thighs, over his stupid clothes, and your forehead bumped into his bulge when you were crossing from one thigh to the other. You teased him like this until he reached over and pushed your stray hair out of your face.

“That’s a good girl,” he told you. You melted, for as much as he loved being worshipped, he praised you when you deserved it — and that was almost all the time.

A dreamy sigh left your lips, totally comforted by the way he combed your hair back. “Thank you, daddy.” The name slipped so easily from your lips the first time you’d said it, and now it was one of your most-used words when you both got in this mood.

He took a deep breath and sighed, satisfied by the sound of you calling him by that name. His built shoulders were another thing you obsessed over, but you’d pay those attention later. You began to massage his bulge underneath his shorts. It felt so tight and warm under there.

“Yeah, you gonna suck it?” He asked, voice low; there was no strain to be heard. This was a piece of cake for him to be teased like this. You, on the other hand, would have been a whimpering puddle. You supposed that was why he took charge and you didn’t.

“Yes, daddy,” you told him, tugging on his waistband. You took off your own shirt and he couldn’t take his eyes off of you. He lifted his hips up and took his hands off your hair to help you pull off his shorts and briefs; they piled down at his ankles and you took them off for him, tossing them aside without even looking at them, because your eyes were preoccupied by something else.

That dumb hat he wore throughout his reign at LSU — the one that said Big Dick Joe? — it wasn’t wrong.

You never thought to measure it. It was just fucking big. His balls were big and looked heavy. His cock stood upright, the head of it glistening with a little bit of precum. It was a thick and veiny cock and maybe you loved his thighs so much because you knew they led up to it.

You knew better than to start off with your hands, having been trained enough to begin by almost locking onto the head of his cock with your learning tongue. You then wrapped your lips around his tip, immediately making it wet from the saliva that pooled in your mouth from how you were practically drooling on him. You closed your eyes and whimpered at the taste, the feel of just even the head of his cock already taking up absolutely so much space in your tiny, shy mouth. He groaned in pleasure.

You sucked on the head of his cock and an inch or so more like a popsicle once you’d gotten it wet and slick enough, easily bobbing your head steadily on him. You weren’t going too fast, you weren’t going too slow — you were giving him what he needed, curbing him and keeping him balanced before he even thought to want more. You felt him grip at your hair, knowing deep down he needed to grab on to something because you just felt so damn good.

“That’s it, baby… just like that,” he encouraged you. “Be a good girl, suck daddy’s dick like that.” The bass of his voice drenched your already-wet panties. You could feel just how sticky you were as you sat on your knees in front of him, bracing yourself against the couch while you worked on his cock.

But you whimpered, aching for a touch, anything. You had to swallow it, though, knowing you wouldn’t get it yet. But your newfound hunger — god, it fueled you. You lowered your wet, greedy mouth to take more of his cock in, and when you couldn’t get it past a certain threshold, you opened your eyes and looked at him. Joe gazed down at you, blue eyes dark as the ocean on a stormy night, and placed his big hand on the top of your head, pushing you down.

You whimpered with him in your mouth — it came out like a pathetic babble. You opened your mouth as much as you could for him, loosening your throat. You felt the head of his cock hit you there, and it stung, but in a good way. He gifted you the privilege of giving him a blowjob and you wanted to show him you deserved it. With tears pooling in your eyes, you bobbed your throat up and down on him, making a wet, choking sound.

You watched him throw his head back and groan, almost a little desperately, but you knew he still had all the power over you as he clutched your head. You closed your eyes. When he was especially deep in your throat, he brought another hand forward and held your head with it, too. He kept you in place, deepthroating his thick cock, and you knew this was where you belonged. On your knees, worshipping him.

“Fuck,” he cussed, likely frustrated with the amount of pleasure your tight, wet mouth was giving him. He let you take a breath, pulling you off of his cock; you were a sloppy, drooling mess at this point, slobber all over your face from letting saliva flow when you were getting choked by the absolute size of him.

He loved it sloppy. He loved making his girl sloppy.

He shoved your head down to his balls, which you accidentally neglected; he would make you pay for that now. You opened your mouth and sucked on them, licking them needily. When you sucked on one, your small hand massaged the other, and you got to touch how wet you made his thighs and balls and cock from your spit.

“Take them both,” he told you, and you did, pathetically and desperately trying to fit both of his heavy balls in your mouth. You whined and did the best you could.

When he was satisfied, he tugged you up by your hair. “Suck it,” he demanded, and you did as you were told, blowing his cock expertly now that your throat was slick. You drooled more on him to make everything all the more messy, a pool of wetness staining the suede couch underneath him. You babbled a bit on his dick, practically brainless from giving him hopefully the best blowjob he’d ever had (up until the next one, of course), and held his thighs, his fucking perfect, sturdy, man thighs.

He stopped you for a second and you whimpered at this. He held your head in place, your mouth still full of his thick Joe cock, and you knew then what was coming. You opened your eyes. His brows furrowed perpetually as he watched you, he began fucking your throat, bucking his hips up to beat your throat up.

You closed your eyes, a tear streaming down your face. You loved this. You fucking loved getting used like this. And Joe, who was a perfect dirty talker and knew exactly what to say and when to say it, told you: “That’s it. You’re such a fucking good girl. Choke on daddy’s cock. Yeaaah.”

And you did, pathetically — you worshipped him, whimpered for him, let him fuck your throat raw. He stopped to give you a break and you pulled away, face covered in sopping wet, and you flashed him a dick-drunk grin. “More, please, daddy.” The trio of words spilled out of you a second time as if it was all you could say.

He smirked and gave you what you wanted, fucking your throat again. You forced your eyes open, if only to watch him for a few seconds; that was enough for you. He was watching you — had been watching you the whole time — frustrated and aggressive from the euphoria your mouth was giving him, punctuating that with moans and groans through gritted teeth.

“Aw, fuck, baby,” he said, gripping your hair extra hard. “I’m gonna — fucking cum.”

He stopped bucking his hips at you, and you finished him off, sucking him just the same, feeling the head of his cock bump against your throat over and over and over and over. You held onto his thick thighs for leverage as you sucked him hard and fast. “Fuck, baby, I’m fuckin’ —“ he couldn’t even finish his words before they turned into grunts of release.

You slowed down only to feel his hot cum squirt against your throat, hitting it twice, maybe times… then pulling away fast enough for him to shoot some of it against your face. You didn’t dare to waste a single drop of what he’d given you, the first few strings of cum that landed on your face so thick and long that you wondered how the hell he could make so much when you’d just fucked last night. You held your tongue out, pooling what he’d busted inside your mouth there, making sure he saw it all before you swallowed, had to swallow or you’d choke. Joe gave you at least six strands of delicious cum, all of them ranging in sizes and painted on your face for show.

You grinned, and giggled, and licked your lips. You leaned forward to squeeze the remaining cum from the head of his cock, and licked it off.

Joe looked at you with a sinister expression, still reeling from his climax, but slowly beginning to come down from it. “You’re so pretty, baby,” he told you. He reached for his phone on the end table and snapped a photo of you sitting on your knees, looking up eagerly at him; you didn’t even have to pose, you were perfect the way you were.

“Thank you, daddy,” you told him sweetly, bouncing up to head off and clean yourself up. He grabbed your wrist before you could leave.

“Don’t go too far,” he said. You looked down at him, and watched him pat his lap. You gulped, bracing yourself for what he would tell you next: “You haven’t sat on my lap all day.”

#joe burrow #joe burrow fanfic #joe burrow x reader #joe burrow smut #THAT FEELS SO DIRTY TO WRITE #i need church #no but srsly i can't be the only one who has a thing for legs #right???#right?#taps mic #myfics*

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skloomdumpster · 2 years ago

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Youtuber voice: make a gifset with me :)

alright folks, welcome to another episode of Jo talking to the void. Gonna try and do a "follow my process" thing.

It's very- VERY long and image heavy. Under the cut and feel free to send me an ask if you have any questions/want me to elaborate on anything.

Part 1: Grab at any idea that sparks joy. Anything. Today mine is the word "horror", so we'll try and do a horror set.

Part 2: Scene analysis and reference hunting. I'll open a new folder on my pc named "Horror gifset" and dump there all the FTWS scenes I already have and that I think could be fun. Open pinterest and behance and type "horror", see if anything sparks an idea.

This takes me roughly 20 mins, here's what I have:

I try to take a step back and see what is it about these designs that attracted me. Clearly the red & black contrast, Bloom and I actually just like the "police line" because of the amount of storytelling it brings by doing basically nothing. (Don't be fooled, I saved many many pics before narrowing it down)

Part 3: To me this is the hardest one. I want to have a small storyline in my gifset, so time to think of it. I open a notes document and just start typing whatever comes to mind, trying to keep the mood of the previous images.

Here's what I landed on. It's not much, but I can now start the fun part of structuring the gifset.

Part 4: I've really been into layout lately, so now's the time to do math.

The first panel I knew I wanted to have the text centered in the middle and surrounded by the mini-gifs. Here are the two layouts I thought of. I decided to go with the second one because it's more interesting, but I already knew I'd tweak a lot, to resemble an actual police line, etc.

I separated all of the scenes from 2x06. Both when Bloom is arrested and when she's released, considering I could use them in reverse.

When making layouts the only things to keep in mind is that the dashboard optimal width is 540 px and that the space in between every piece of "frame" you put within a gif is 2px. So let's say I was going with the square layout 1. It's 540 px width, BUT I can't just divide 540/3 and make that the size of my layout, because I need to account for the space in between the squares too. So the math is actually 540 - 4 (because I have three columns - two gaps)/3 = 178 px. All the squares in that image are 178 x 178.

On Scene grabbing: I do everything I can to use footage that's high quality. This is the easiest way for your gifs to come out pretty, avoid anything lower than 1080. Especially if you're grabbing a scene that'll need loads of adjustments like a night scene or a period piece with too much yellow, grab even higher quality than 1080.

When I work with Redeeming Love's footage, I work with 4k quality, because I know I'm about to destroy the quality by adjusting it.

I mean look at the amount of yellow.

I t*rrent all my scenes in MKV, then use Avidmux to chop the entire movie/show into smaller sized scenes and convert it into mp4.

Part 5: Back to the set. Once I have the basic layout, I pull in my scenes and check if they make sense. One big tip is to stop thinking of scenes as what you watched, but as what you're seeing.

Scenes meaning are very easily altered by whatever context they're put in. Look for scenes in unexpected places (the romantic scene can absolutely be horror footage) and reverse the order or add in effects to alter their meaning.

Each one of these gifs had it's own peculiarities. So to break it down:

Gif 1: I colored it to bring out the black and added the blue because I knew I wanted to use overwhelming red later and this would pop-out. Shaded the white streaks so they'd appear more like police lines and colored them using a gradient just so it'd be more interesting. I didn't like how Bloom's upper part lined up with the cuffs, so I inverted it and brought out the red

Gif 2: First off, I scavenged my memory to try and find a scene where a character appears with white eyes like Bloom's. This poor fella is from The Covenant (2005). I color matched both Bloom's and his scenes so the green was neutralized and we had more blue and red. Then finally I added the phone where the actual storyline I wrote back up starts to unfold.

Gif 3.1: First off, this gif is 540 width, but not 540 px tall. It's actually 400 px tall, which is a good tip: You don't have to stick to one format when giffing. Sometimes a layout or scene simply won't work in a tall format and that's fine.

For this first part all I did was color Bloom, slap the all red color map and the text. Then I realized I didn't like her swimsuit under blending, so I went back and specifically desaturated the red in the starting layer and made it dark, so it'd show up black. The "20 years" are subtle, but in my head it'd be what the characters are hearing in their nightmare, so it's just a faint whisper in the corner.

Gif 3.2: I colored all scenes to match each other. Sky's was the darkest one, so I knew I'd try and match to his because then I wouldn't have to destroy the quality of his footage to match the others. Musa's scenes was tricky because in the actual scene she's waking up slowly and happy. I chose to speed it up and start the gif already in her movement, so you don't realize she's actually very relaxed in the scene.

Gif 4: I started by coloring Bloom and Riven's footage, reducing the yellow and bringing out the blue and red in both. As you can see there's still a candle behind Riven, that makes it hard to see his face, so what I did was add a black shape under (or you could paint a layer in PS) with black and just blur the edges, so his footage would actually show. Finally there was that big empty spot in the upper left, so I added a note and used it to wrap up the story of the set.

There are two layers of text, both set to multiply: one is the actual text, the second one is in a brighter red and blurred in one direction, so it looks like the text got smeared in a rush. Added the blood and ta-da! We're done.

Exporting:

If you're exporting from After Effects, I've found exporting in MOV works better than trying to export in mp4, since it doesn't compress the file. You'll notice I'm using the format "apple ProRes 444", that's simply because this format keeps the alpha channel (transparent). While I didn't need it in this set, it's an habit.

Once I export from after effects, we're importing in Photoshop.

I import by going File > Import > Video Frame to Layers. Then you select your file and you should have this:

Hit OK.

If you don't have the timeline here, simply go in "Window > Timeline"

You'll end up with something like this. Now here's the most boring part of giffing, but don't give up now!

Go on the 3 lines on the bottom right of the timeline (=) and click on "select all frames". Once they're all selected, click the little down arrow under the little thumbnails to change the timing. I change mine from 0.04 to 0.05

Then I select all my LAYERS (not frames), put them inside a group. And click:

On this little piled up icon to transform into the video timeline. This is so we can sharpen our gifs.

Right Click on top of the group on the layers panel and select "convert to smart object". Then in the upper bar, click Filter > Sharpen> Smart Sharpen and use these settings:

This is what makes gifs look clear and crispy.

FINALLY we're saving. You can do it manually, like a peasant, by going on file > export > save for web (legacy). Or you can play keyboard piano and hit alt+shift+ctrl+s.

These are my export settings.

Things to keep in mind:

"Diffusion" is just one of the types of exporting you can do. TWEAK THIS for every gif. Sometimes very detailed gifs will look better with Pattern. Very colorful ones with Diffusion. It varies a lot.

"Adaptive" is just another way the pixels are laid out. I don't actually see much difference here, but I always tweak on all settings, just to make sure I'm getting the best quality by the smaller size.

On the bottom left you'll see your size. Mine is currently 6.82M. All you have to know is that Tumblr won't allow any gif bigger than 9.8M.

Looping Options: make sure it's in forever, otherwise your gifs won't play.

And then... finally, hit save.

....

Now rinse repeat and do this for 200 other gifsets, because it's a totally fun hobby to have!

#usergif #gif tutorial #resources #pscentral #myedit #best worst hobby

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epiaphany · 6 months ago

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Hi again!

I see that with the information you had this post could look a bit weird/suspicious. I agree that simply linking to the post isn’t in itself enough information. My original plan was to reblog the stolen gifs with links to the original gifsets, so that even if op deleted the posts they would still be visible on my blog. But they blocked me before I could do that. Or I thought that was the case at the time of posting this/answering you, but I realized yesterday the posts actually are visible on my blog. Here: 1 2 3 4

Also I do agree that the dms add a lot of context. Which is why I ended up posting them, but the reason I did that in a seperate post is because I knew that this one would get a lot of attention and I didn’t want to be meaner than necessary. I could have linked the dms in the original post, but I honestly wasn’t expecting anyone to not believe me.

The reason I didn’t anticipate anyone to think I’m lying/overreacting was because I honestly wasn’t expecting this to reach outside of the 911-fandom. I don’t know if you know this but posting stolen gifs as your own has become a bigger problem in this fandom in the past few months. I typically find 2-3 blogs a week that exclusively post stolen gifs. I know this, my followers know this, so although this is a stand-alone post our reaction is affected by months of frustration. Which is why the notes are like what you said. I’ve called out people for stealing gifs before, and I was mostly speaking to my followers/mutuals when I posted this. And they all know I wouldn’t lie or call someone out if I wasn’t 100% sure of my case. I should have probably realized this would reach outside of our little echo chamber though, and provided more context.

For the record I just want to say that I recognize the fact that you struggled to find any posts with stolen gifs on their blog as a good thing. I actually want to give fanficmanic some credit for (seemingly) listening to me and deleting most of them/adding credit where they could. It’s important to me that people know that I am not doing this to start any drama or to get attention. Just doing what I can to hopefully slow down this frustrating trend we’re seeing and give actual gifmakers the credit they deserve.

Thank you for writing such a kind and well-structured answer. Sorry for calling you a pussy.

gotta love it when i dm a user and ask them (kindly) to not steal my gifs and please add credit (they have like 20 posts on their blog with stolen gifs) but instead of saying sorry they double down and start arguing with me <3 i was going to be kind but now you've just pissed me off

#that got longer than expected i just wanted to explain my thought process lol

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b0tis · 3 years ago

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I literally just had to read about how Rhaenyra is worth caring about because she’s ‘whole and alive’ compared to Alicent’s ‘bitter old ghost’ like PLEASE can people not analyse these characters through such a misogynistic lens that suggests Alicent is less than a real woman for being so feminine coded and not having the privilege or power to burn her way out (also think this does a disservice to Rhaenyra’s struggles too)

??? I??? I just have no words ?? I mean I do but fucking still

Is it not exhausting to be hating on her all the time? Would it not be more fun to just consider the context we have been given with scenes between young Alicent and Rhaenyra, step out of the heteronormative/"I need to simplify everything and find the antagonist (preferably female, idk why though)" bubble and acknowledge that Alicent is not "just so fucking bitter and for what? move on, girl" solely out of spite or BecAusE shE hAs noThiNg GoInG oN but because she's a complex and (so far) possibly the most well-written character on the show? There are so many layers to her! Yes, she is a ghost of her former self but still with so much substance, she makes this conflict all the more interesting.

It's like people who say these things re so blinded by the set-up rivalry and cheering their chosen side on, and being in the right (when no monarch or noble can be blameless the moment they partake in war and overall, it's not Tumblr, it's Westeros????) that they completely miss out on how misogynistic they come off as in this pursuit of... explaining why Alicent is BIG EVOL.

Both are worth caring about, why can't they grasp that? Ignore the fact that it's a show for a second, assume it's an actual historical conflict with one leading woman on each side. We have the context and yes they both do terrible things but they have been manipulated into their positions by various circumstances and they are each other's equals on that level. They are victims. Rhaenyra is not as happy/complete as it may seem right now, either (just my opinion). She just has better support, for now. Both are dealing with an oppressive system and their own traumas in their own respective ways. You are completely correct that that is doing Rhaenyra a disservice. She's not stronger than Alicent, she just had to face different circumstances. Both are extremely strong but also extremely damaged.

Yesterday I posted about how I am yet to see Team Green being as virulent as Team Black stans can get (let's be real, especially towards Alicent) but took it down because someone called me 'willfully blind', suggesting that Team Green stans act in similar manner. I thought, fair, I haven't seen anything of that nature yet but that doesn't mean it's not true. Better not add to the already miserable bout of dramas.

But I scroll the Alicent, Rhaenicent, other such tags and amongst all the pretty gifsets and interesting takes there is just so much fucking vitriol. Now let me preface this by saying, I have nothing against running jokes or takes about characters being wrong and/or deserving to be punished for something but... it's not even just takes at this point, people prance around saying that this specific woman deserves to be "put down" and should have been "beheaded several times" and Idk it just doesn't really say "jokes" or "lighthearted fandom banter" to me. Like are y'all good? I can't imagine it being fun to hate one specific character so much given the amount of interesting traits and nuances they harbour.

I haven't been in the GOT fandom before but I have been told that similar nonsensical dramas would spark up over there frequently, maybe I'm just not used to it.

*Also hot take but I think if people dared to actually acknowledge the intensity of the bond between Rhaenyra and Alicent when they were younger + the loneliness and abuse Alicent has endured, they would have an easier time understanding why she is a "bitter ghost".

#alicent hightower #ask box hours #thank you for sending this.#house hightower #house of the dragon #team alicent #rhaenyra targaryen #rhaenyra x alicent #dragonposting #alicent hightower x rhaenyra targaryen #rhaenicent #team green

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I’m scared watching the show will ruin the books for me so I just live vicariously through cast interviews and gifsets… I must ask, what’s the butterfly thing that gets shoved into Kaz’s mouth by Inej? I’m so confused by that

Oh hoho ho—

That scene would be pretty confusing with no context. I’m going to add a cut for spoilers just because I’m going to discuss it in detail so… spoilers below~

So Kaz, Inej, Jesper & Wylan + Tolya are doing a heist together, but things go awry pretty quickly. They all get trapped in this room that is slowly filling up with orange poisonous gas. It makes them all start to hallucinate and slowly kill them.

Wylan was still outside however, he was rigging some kind of explosion for later, and then he gets distracted by these blue butterflies on orange flowers. He goes off on a whole tangent about how rare the butterflies are and calls them by their scientific name. He talks about how the butterflies must be capable of filtering out poisons because those orange flowers are poisonous and how the two organisms have a symbiotic relationship. It’s actually really cute. He geeks out, it’s adorable.

But anyways Toyla managed to call out to Wylan before blacking out. Wylan can’t get in because the room is fabrikator made, but he does manage to blast a small hole in the wall where he talks to Inej. She had managed to snap out of her hallucination because she realized it wasn’t real. She explains the affects the poison is having on them and he determines that the poison is made from the orange flowers he saw and that the antidote must be the butterflies. SO he hands them out for them to eat— I’ve seen a few people joke about the duality of Wylan because he goes from admiring the butterflies to handing them out like Doritos in like 3 seconds 🤣😭

Aaaand so basically long story short- Kaz is knocked out, trapped in a hallucination, and dying and the only way to save him is for Inej to force feed him the butterfly antidote-

#hopefully this made sense #this scene is WILD #and I’ll keep talking about the show whenever you’d like #it’s definitely a different thing from the books #more and more I’m separating the two in my mind #thanks for the ask!#six of crows #shadow and bone #kaz brekker #inej ghafa #shadow and bone netflix #wylan van eck #asks #kazscrows #kazscrows answers things

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well, not even trying to pitch lol

but honestly, if I wanted to sell sgu to anybody I would still give the same information, but would add more in the same unserious way

not everybody is as genius as me to start a show from s3 thinking it's s1 and realizing it only on episode 7 and then finishing s3 and starting s1 after :D honestly, that's how I watched for all mankind. but it is for all mankind, you can start from any season and be hooked up

what I am trying to say not everybody can enjoy a show from the middle of it

was I hooked up from episode 1 of sgu s2? hardly, when after 10 years I decided to rewatch it with already knowing the stargate world and vaguely remember sgu s1 - I mostly skipped it, cos what the fuck is happening, who are these people, I totally forgot who are Lucian alliance at all so I was like ????

I forgot who some characters are at all, all I remembered was the fact that Alaina Huffman is there, and Young and Rush, I remember TJ suffered a lot and I hated it, and I remember I loved whatever Young and Rush had, even if I hardly remembered what they had at all. And honestly, that's what made me think about rewatching sgu in the first place, I saw a gifset of Young and Rush from s1 and remembered that yeah, I kinda enjoyed them didn't I? not the show, them

so I would not suggest to jump into s2 not knowing anything about stargate and sgu s1 at all, cos while watching s2 I remembered some stuff and was like oh yeah, that happened, now I remember it was from sgu, now it makes more sense lmao

if you don't know anything about s1 - you won't be easily into s2, no matter how better it is for young and rush. honestly, still have fucking no idea what was in first few episodes of s2 :/ so I will watch them on my rewatch :D I remember dropping this show on those episodes back in 2013, but even if you start from idk later episodes of s2 it won't be the same. I am not sure I would ENJOY rush and young in s2 if I did not have some knowledge of their past.

if you mean chemistry as in 'being able to talk to each other and not wanting to strangle the other one' then yeah, season 2 does better job, but my god, there is chemistry in s1, you can literally cut it with a knife and ooof do I enjoy it? rewatching it just for that now, cos honestly

I enjoy both s1 and s2 young\rush in their own way, like I get how fucked up s1 is, but if I take things out of context, which I do all the time... well

my preferences are mine, so I do not expect you get what I mean, but I enjoy watching two people hating each other having such a chemistry I can interpret as something else.

As for coaxing people to watch sgu, well, I won't at all, if they never saw anything of stargate I do not want them to meet this universe through sgu, nope. I love stargate too much to make somebody hate this world just because sgu does such a poor job :/

btw if I ever convince somebody to watch something - it is through my gifs, because I usually write what I enjoy in the worst way possible, deliberately :D do not take anything I ever say seriously :)

Wanna watch something? I am not the person to sell the show to you, unless, it is for all mankind or an actually good show.

see, I do not think sgu is a good show, I think it has the potential of being a great show but it ends at it, so if you ask me why you should watch chilling adventures of sabrina or once upon a time for example, and mind you, I have made A LOT of gifs about these shows, I love them, but I also hate them, I will tell you all the worst things I can think about, because honestly, you should be prepared of what you are going into if you really wanna watch it and it will be 100% not serious review based on my love for the couple I enjoyed the most

will I be talking about Swan Queen being nice to each other in later seasons and having sweet moment with Henry? NOPE, I will be yelling about Emma choking Regina and pinning her to a wall and them punching each other in s1 because without tHAT - the moment of them being nice to each other won't work the same way somehow

hopefully, that explains why I write what I write, and if not... well, whatever, I guess.

also, sgu is much MUCH better than caos or ouat, so to be clear here :D

See, I don't see it with Telford at all? And don't try to tell me what you see there, because, don't take it personally, I don't care about their relationship and have no interest in understanding what you or anybody else saw there

it's more like, this one clicks for me, the other one does not. sometimes you just look at the character and it does not work for you, no matter how much you enjoy the actor's performance, or the actor himself, and while I acknowledge both of them on screen do amazing job at portraying both Telford and Rush, that chemistry does not work for me. So nope, for me it's not the same, or even similar to what Rush and Young have on screen.

I don't know, but I don't find them more interesting than Young\Rush. Matter of opinion, I guess.

yeah well, while I have interest in giffing sgu I will be giffing it, when I have all of sgu I might do a huge gifset of all of my fav moments or smt like that

Hi ❤️ I haven't gotten into star trek yet but I'm really curious because of your gifs, what's the situation with that young/rush pairing? 👀 They always look like they're trying really hard not to make out lol

Hi anon! I was heading for a bed right now, but this ask appeared and it made me giggle <3 yeah, they do look like that

Just to point out one thing, Young and Rush are from Stargate franchise, mainly Stargate Universe tv series, star trek is a whole different story, with its own characters who always look like they're trying really hard not to make out lol

If you have not seen star trek, go watch. If you have not seen stargate? do the same lol those are like magnum opuses of sci fi television, you won't be disappointed, but I suggest to watch sg1 first to know wtf is happening in stargate universe sometimes

I won't lie, stargate universe is not an easy to watch show, it's quite fucked up, sometimes boring, sometimes cool and interesting, as any other show, but as I said, you have to accept the fact that it's a mess of a show, the illogical behavior of characters, etc, and you will really enjoy it. Well, I enjoy rewatching it cos I found two disaster men having chemistry on screen fun and I want them either kill or fuck each other. My fun time includes imagining them in the worst bdsm relationship that you can come up with... yeah i said that

Anyway, my gifs did that before, made some people believe the ship exists, like madam spellman or swan queen, but those who trusted my gifs were disappointed that those were not canon <3 So nope, nothing even close to making out there T-T unfortunately, because I would pay to watch it

however

they do get close, very close sometimes

you will get killing part from kill or fuck, yay <3 they are the worst, like these characters have more or less normal relationship with everybody else on the ship, well, at least one of them, the other is hated by entire universe and yet he does not have anything even close to what these two have with each other with anybodyelse, whatever it is, nobody gets under their skin as one another, I know I am seeing what I wanna see, but they do look so obsessed with one another

they feel like those people who will do something out of spite just to annoy the other one

their "relationship" is a wild ride, you go from suspicious people who are forced to work with each other to actual attempts of murder

you just put two wild animals in closed space and watch them rip each other's throats and that's young and rush and you watch them fight with each other cos they don't know how to communicate with each other any other way

but they are also sad, very sad, pathetic men and you will enjoy watching them suffer and you will want to give them a hug and a blanket but they will probably fuck it up too and fight for our entertainment, but it gets better by the end and then the show was cancelled so that's it

#sgu #stargate universe #young x rush #lots of text #anyway im way too hungry to have a nice opinion about anything at all #also they will get to s2 eventually if they go through s1 #and based on the second ask of anon i sold it lmao #more or less

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