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actuallyjustabiscuit · 9 months ago
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OK OK OK SO
The second I saw this scene I instantly remembered this moment from episode 1
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Back then I thought the brightening of the lights was meant to make the moment more intense and to emphasize how scary Kaufmo looks. He even looks like he was trying to overcome his madness for a sec.
But, no!
It’s his reaction to the lights. The hallway was too bright for him!
I bet Caine is fully aware of this fact with the abstracted humans, and that’s why he keeps them all in the cellar where it’s dark.
When Kaufmo was loose in the Tent, he just attacked anything in his path, his many eyes darting all over the place. Contrast this with (who I’m assuming is) Queenie in the soft darkness of Kinger’s pillow fort, all of her eyes trained on him and much more focused.
The Circus is overstimulation for the abstracted. That’s what makes them so aggressive.
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thymechaos · 1 year ago
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i just can't believe that oda fucking create sanji, a stereotypical ladies man who simps to an embarrassing degree for women while having his hackles comically raised around everyone he perceives as a man - and most notably butting heads with the more obvious ~manly man~ of the crew. haha, classic anime running gag, the kind that gets obnoxious at times but still makes you laugh.
AND THEN, like a billion chapters later, motherfucker steeples his fingers and goes "soooooooo... what makes a person Like That?"
and the answer is that he grew up in fucking Toxic Masculinity, The Kingdom. the answer is that he was always Different, in a way other guys instinctively perceived as weak, and that made him the target of visceral scorn and violence. the answer is that he was sensitive, sweet, caring, nurturing - feminine-coded traits which are only valued by patriarchy insofar that they're performed by women in service of men. the answer is that in a kingdom comprised almost entirely by violent men, the only ones who were ever kind to him, the only safety he ever had, were a girl and a woman.
so cooking is for women and servants, it makes you less of a man. only women will ever really value you for your passions and dreams. women are also actively hurt by the way the world works, they are unsafe unless they comply with men's violence, and you have to protect them.
(men will always know what you are, and they will hurt you if you let them.)
and even after he leaves... at baratie he is cherished and respected, but even that is an extremely masculine environment. we don't talk about our feelings, we don't let our guard down, the only love is tough love. when he tries to express his artistry and express himself through his cooking, rather than just filling orders and making money, he gets mocked.
so here is a man who will not raise a hand to a woman, because he rejects the masculinity he was raised with and refuses to become yet another man subjecting women to violence. he is desperate for women's attention and affection because it's SAFE, it's the only kind he can trust. other men are potential threats and must be treated as such. he must at all times be snarky, tough, Not Feminine, because to be perceived otherwise is to be powerless, to be hurt.
like y'all. the queer coding of it all? the overtly feminist themes? the active rejection of toxic masculinity and the way it's shown to be directly tied to imperialism? what the fuck.
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mageofmadness · 4 months ago
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◞♡ nsfw thinking….sex tape thoughts.
thinking about that and thinking about caleb getting pissed when his phone runs out of storage but it’s because there’s over a dozen thirty minute videos of you getting fucked in his photos app. in 4k, of course, with the highest frames per second, too, and that's even after he's gone in and edited and cut the videos so it's easier when he's spending lonely nights in skyhaven and wants to jerk off.
he’s trying to clear memory, standing there with you bent over the couch and waiting. moaning about hurry up with it and what are you doing?
caleb's fumbling with his phone one-handed because it's giving him that memory full notification when he opens his camera app. he goes to frantically delete everything important, yet...it's all important. he cannot part with a single video which is causing this issue in the first place. he cannot part with a single photo. he starts deleting apps left and right, panicking because you just look so good right now, he needs this on video, and watches in horror as it only clears up enough space for a thirty seconds in the end, just enough memory to capture the way his cock pushes into you from behind.
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frownyalfred · 7 months ago
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Bruce and Dick actively not associating with each other within the league bc they’re both paranoid
The tragic duality of “no, I don’t know him” / “he’s my dad” will actually kill me one day when thinking about this specific trope
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deusfoundry · 8 months ago
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sabrina carpenter-esque popstar!reader has been in a 5 year long relationship with actor!sylus, and yet somehow the world has no concrete proof that you two are even friends. there are rumors of course, with the amount of times you crossed paths at award shows and events, but they could always be chalked up to something else.
one of your closest friends is part of the cast of a movie sylus stars in, so it's no surprise that you're present at the premiere. seating in award shows are usually at random, and you two just so happened to be sat next to each other. sylus' twin cousins are very vocal about their love for your music, so when fans spot the cover of your album proudly displayed on his bookshelf during a live stream, he pins the blame on luke and kieran messing with his apartment.
fans have been growing suspicious over the years, and tabloids are clamoring for a picture, an instagram post, some insider information- anything they can use to paint you two as something more than possible colleagues.
but they have nothing.
until sylus is spotted in the crowd of the second night of your tour.
the first ever source that does numbers on social media is a shaky fancam taken right before the start of the show from someone sitting a row behind him, the sunglasses he dons doing nothing to hide his identity. except, it seems like you two have no intention of keeping your relationship a secret any longer when you openly interact with him throughout the night, pointing and sending winks at his direction.
and the fans eat it up.
halfway through the show, the internet is flooded with photos of sylus who practically has hearts in his eyes from how he looks at you with so much sheer adoration. there are videos that chaotically pan back and forth between you on the stage and him singing along to your songs word for word. some where he catches fans with their phones towards him, to which he gives them a pointed look and a finger that directs them to take videos of you, not him.
but what really took the cake that night was his reaction to you, dropping down on your knees in a provocative position, while your eyes are locked with his.
his brows shoot up in momentary shock before relaxing into an amused smirk. he chuckles.
so that's why you insisted on keeping details of your performances under wraps? even from him, who's usually the first person to know about every creative thought that runs through your pretty little mind.
five minutes after you step off the stage, sylus posts a photo dump of you on his instagram account that he barely uses. the first of the ten is arguably one of the best taken photos you have in your entire career. sylus managed to capture you in an ethereal, almost other-worldly light, making you look like an angel in the baby pink body suit you have on.
he captions the post with two simple words that cements your relationship to the world.
my girl.
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mochiwrites · 7 months ago
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was putting some thoughts together with a friend and… yknow it’s really interesting how wild life has gone so far. this is the most we’ve ever seen grian behave as an admin in a life game, and the most the others have made references to other series
from a narrative sense it has some incredibly interesting implications
in the life games, tragic games hosted by the watchers to punish grian and feed on negative emotions, players don’t typically remember. maybe grian sees to it that they don’t, to spare them. but he can’t spare the winners—the watchers never allow him
it’s grian’s way of protecting his family, his flock. he tries to make things as fun as he can, stir up some silly chaos to ruin the negative emotions the watchers feed on. and normally no one besides the winners remember
but grian can only get away with so much before he’s punished further
wild life begins and everyone outside of the winners only seem to reference specific moments from previous seasons: impulse’s lack of loyalty from cleo, bdubs killing tango, bigb betraying cleo… they recall moments of trauma, of pain. and they get no context, just disjointed memories, fractures of what the game truly was. there’s a severe lack of context involved here. they don’t have the full story, not in the way the winners do, and that missing context makes it easy to manipulate them. their pain and confusion, their trauma, all of it makes it easy for the watchers to turn everyone against grian—just some fragments of memory and it’s perfect
the watchers turn them on grian, blaming him. they’re using his weakness against him
ren, who seems to be quite aware of grian’s “role” in this, leads it all. he comes back to the games and charges, as if he were a king forming an army
he rallies who he can, tells them to direct their ire toward the “one in control,” grian. he sees the control grian has, and decides if they want to end the pain then grian needs to go. and he plays right in the watchers’ hands. he builds negative emotion for them, thinking he’s doing the honorable thing (and it took ren a long, long time to come back. who’s to say the watchers didn’t implant a seed….)
the watchers string them along, laughing in grian’s face all the while—look at them, they’re trying to kill you. the ones you’ve been trying so desperately to protect. now they’ve turned against you, little bird. was it worth it?
how painful it must be for grian to see his efforts were for nothing
I just think the narrative being strung together is cool :3
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hearthouses · 22 days ago
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happy winchester wednesday!! tell us about sam being sniffy with dean
Sam smells Dean so much in canon that I feel like the scent kink on his end is, at the very least, implied canon. He does it randomly, especially when Dean is especially smelly, usually to gauge what is going on with him. It’s always very obvious and openly sniffing him, in a very animalistic way that gives me werewolf!Sam feelings, but that’s a side quest we’re not going to follow at this moment.
Sam must have been attuned with Dean’s scent because it was always around him growing up. Living in small, cramped spaces with unusual smells, Dean (and to a lesser extent because he was around sporadically at best, John) is the only constant that Sam has that can give him a sense of comfort and familiarity. Think about traveling somewhere and then getting home and the sensory feelings that come over you when you smell your space, your home and how relaxed you feel in that moment. That’s how Sam feels about Dean and how Dean smells.
When Dean leaves to hunt with John, Sam would sleep with his pillow or dirty clothes he left behind. Instead of a stuffed animal, Sam had Dean to comfort him and bury his face into when he was upset and crying. He slept with Dean like a security blanket. This no doubt fucked with his head when he hit puberty and all his wires got crossed, with attraction bleeding into his intense feelings of comfort and safety—plus, he can never escape Dean, who shares his bed and smothers him with affection and spars with him, his scent all around him and all over him. Sorry to teen Sam who wakes up with an erection and his face buried in his brother’s armpit who is also his crush and also his whole world, no wonder he is so messed up. Of course he jerked off inhaling Dean’s clothes or dirty underwear.
I like to headcanon that Sam must have smelled Dean before he saw him the night of the pilot, the scent of the impala’s exhaust in the air, Dean’s cologne caught on the breeze around the entrance to Sam’s apartment. He was on edge all day because of it and was waiting for something to happen. I think his sense of smell is somewhat heightened, or he trained himself the way Sam can figure out the mileage to get somewhere while blindfolded via counting. Getting his hands on Dean was important, but wrestling him and getting up close to smell him, his first taste of home in two years.
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cassi-llusion · 1 year ago
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I need every batfam content creator on tiktok to actually pick up a comic. Like the amount of misinformation and just bad characterization of every character is driving me insane.
like babes, it’s not that hard to NOT take WFA as gospel and understand that it’s purely fanon.
abusive dad bruce wayne truthers you are my opp and read a fucking comic.
Nightwing cant cook truthers you are my opp. Coffee addict Tim truthers you are my opp.
every person who claims to understand Jason Todd and then blatantly mischaracterize his dad and Jason’s entire character development, you are my biggest opponent. Read a comic thats not Red Hood and the Outlaws.
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lurkerdemon · 4 months ago
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Random DP x DC Thought #7:
(More of a long drabble-ish one this time pulling from more fanon AU bits)
(Please let me know if I should edit the tag cause I'm not entirely sure what people label it usually)
Danny Fenton has a secret.
And it's not the one you're thinking.
Danny Fenton has a secret.
And he hopes the risk of telling is enough to save his town.
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Danny's life is a mess of ghost fights, school, and repressing the terror of many what ifs. Until eventually he thinks he's ready. His friends and Jazz are there and he tells his parents what happened. What happened to him.
And they're devastated. Torn about their work and what it did- at what they did- to their son. What they've been doing. Every word and shot and gadget.
So the afterwards was a little shaky for the Fenton family, but to Danny things finally seemed to be looking up. Weapons around the house were finally removed and dismantled. They listened about what could still be used in a more humane way of catching ghosts. Heck, team Phantom could finally trust that the Drs. Fentons showing up meant that they take a break and while his parents get the ghosts out and safe before the GIW could get them.
(Well, after some more talks about their own property damage and overzealous track record.)
So of course it was just Danny's luck that a new group showed up.
The GIW were incompetent at best and a safety hazard at worst. The new group was decidedly not. They definitely seemed more trained, had a lot more organization, and apparently a lot more sway.
First it just meant ghost fights got a lot more dangerous for Danny again.
Then it meant "random" checks for "hazardous environmental material."
And then it meant days where people didn't show up at school.
His parents were being ignored. And after one too many attempts to talk to the agency they were pretty sure their house was being monitored. They did their best to make sure ghosts stopped coming through while Phantom would catch the stragglers.
But all of them were scared, and they knew it. The whole town was giving knowing looks to each other. But sending calls out just meant having an agent show up at your door the next day. Trying to leave meant hearing your neighbor "went to visit family" or "took a vacation."
And Danny has an idea. One that makes his skin crawl and his throat taste like bile. But he gathers his family and friends anyway, and whiles he's not ready to tell them everything but he does ask one thing.
"Whatever happens, can you trust me?"
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It's a normal day of patrolling Fawcett city, helping a lady get her cat down from a tree, and just enjoying flying for Captain Marvel when he sees the pair of glowing greens eyes.
And at first Billy thinks he might be seeing things. But it's been following him all day, and Solomon keeps whispering something every time. So when it starts to get dark and the eyes are easier to see, he decides to take a (probably stupid) risk and follow whatever weird magic racoon came to his city this week.
He's guessing that's what it wants because pretty soon they're staying in his field of view and glancing at him every now and again as they move further out from the city. And Billy is just starting to consider calling up the JL when they cross state borders before the eyes start going down to the ground and stop. They're at a pretty dense forest of some hills, stars poking through the clouds and Billy can see an observatory off in the distance.
The two stare at each other.
"Hi. Do you need help?" Cap tries.
The eyes nod.
"Okay. So you brought me here. Is there something you need to show me?"
They nod again, and look down.
"Alright. Is it okay if I come closer?"
No response this time. Just more staring at the ground.
"I'm gonna take that as a yes."
Slowly Marvel touches down next to them. He approaches with his hands open and in view.
"Hey. It's gonna be okay. If you need help then I'm sure-"
They turn to stare at him and Billy feels them bore into his soul. The green light brightens, and he can see the disturbed dirt that has been overgrown but still sticks out compared to the rest of the forest floor. He feels Solomon whisper about the dead and burial. He feels the air freeze in a way that his magic form doesn't feel the normal weather.
And then the eyes are gone, and he is left standing alone.
So after taking many deep breaths (he punches stuff, investigating murder was Batman's thing! Or Flash's!) Billy pulls out his comm and calls the JL.
And then calls again. And again.
And then he flies upward and tries again.
What was with the reception in this place?
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Danny Fenton was 14 when his parents portal changed him.
Danny Fenton was 14 when his friends saw it spit something.
Danny Fenton was 14 when he transformed back and his friends rushed him to the hospital.
Danny Fenton was 14 when he eventually was discharged back home and accidentally phased through his house.
Danny Fenton was 14 when that sent him into the back wallspace of the lab behind the portal.
Danny Fenton was 14 when he saw his own body there.
Danny Fenton was 14 when he buried it.
Danny Fenton was 14.
And Danny Fenton has a secret no else knows.
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lambiesvault · 4 months ago
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The endless abyss x backrooms minus the entities
Abyss is described as literal hell, so it got me thinking about how hell can be a person's concept of hell instead of end all be all place of fire and monsters. Tho hell in our world is not a physical place as the one in PIDW. Its only a concept so it can be whatever you think it is. YK. Endless loop of damnation and fire for one, a pitch black void for another, straight to reincarnation for others still.
Now ofcourse, in PIDW, It is very much concrete and a place, influenced by external sources which describe it. That's superficial because a lot of people see what they've been told they would see. Underneath the collective experience of the abyss, there's a personal one. Most people don't survive that ecosystem to experience the other.
Now. Binghe knows that the abyss is supposed to be scary and that it has demons/monsters, even the wildlife is not safe. Shizun made sure to instruct them on all that.
What Shizun did not take into account was that It also adapts to people specifically. No one person's experience would be entirely similar once you looked past the collective idea of It.
As Binghe ventures further into the abyss.. the landscape changes. He's encountered all the things things he was warned and trained against (he is eternally grateful for Shizun's enthusiasm for 'optional' lessons).
He survived It.
Yet it goes on, and the things beyond are.. surreal for lack for a better word. He could mistake it for a dream realm if he didn't circulate his qi to make sure he wasn't asleep in some corner getting his boot chewed on by a fire eel.
At first the vegetation was sparse. Then came the moss his Shizun and Mu Qingfang Shibo so enjoyed fanning over. And then-
There's bamboo here. Initially it was not quite bamboo. A poor painting created from memories. Then it took on the green of his home. And slowly it devolved. Sometimes charred, sometimes cut clean off as if by a sword. He travelled without incident. Deserted groves of imitation bamboo and plants from his home. A small building here and there, too familiar, he didn't dare look too close let alone go raid any. Time passed.
He sometimes sees himself reflected in clear water (it's a trick. Poison. He will not fall for it again). The reflection is twisted. Angry. Smug. Not himself. He's stopped looking when he goes to drink, he's adapted to it now. The burn of the poison is barely there now.
He almost got comfortable. A monster here and there, a succubus he roasted over open fire, sometimes small kill he could eat raw. He could tell.. he needed to go deeper, something called to him. He needed to traverse this.. whatever this was before he could free himself.
Till.
The time he saw something look like his shizun in his peripheral. It lingers. He's been circulating his qi to ward off illusions. Tho it could be real. Either way, it stays out of reach and out of sight. He's shamefully relieved because one of these times, it stayed for a full 3 minutes, trailing him but it was mangled. Missing an eye. And an arm. It limped. Terrified, first he ignored it. That usually worked. Till it groaned at him, "beast". That terrified him into sprinting through the entirety of a bamboo maze, sobbing, trying to stay quiet as breath came quicker and quicker (It sounded like his Shizun-). He thought he lost the specter but once he calmed down, there it was again. Limping just out of sight. Binghe's tried to catch it but as soon as he turns to look at it properly it vanishes. It scares him.
With half a mind to turn back and start in another direction, his gut tells him, he'll encounter this.. place anyway.
So he let's the hum of concentrated demonic qi comfort him as he draws closer to it. It tells him that if he can reach it, they can make it out of the abyss. No more of the tortured Shizun or his own reflection sneering at him.
He's never been more determined to reach the source. In theory it could be manipulating him but after that thing spoke to him, he's willing to take his chances.
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dyk3pr1ncess · 2 months ago
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vampire butch x princess femme
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viktoriaashleyyx · 10 months ago
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Just finished The Cruel Prince
And I just want to commend Holly Black for getting her point across without 📢*DESTROYING THE BLONDIE WE FELL IN LOVE WITH IN THE FIRST TRILOGY*📢
Also I remain pleased with the lack of Hibernophobia in a book about Faeries.
*Ahem* SJM, this is how it's done.
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stopthatfool · 2 years ago
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I don’t think that Ice is gay quietly, not in the way that he thinks he is.
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blue-rhapsody · 7 months ago
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ARCANE SEASON 2 SPOILERS
I have many thoughts about this season but one thing that threw me for a loop is the fact that i shipped jayvik as a joke in season 1. I thought Jayce was as straight as a spaghetti noodle, but I forgot that means nothing when it gets wet.
”I will find you in every universe.”
INJECT THAT STRAIGHT INTO MY VEINS
In summary, jayvik is glorious and I’m sorry i ever doubted them
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hsakuras · 1 year ago
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hello, togame is such a greedy kisser, I can feel it in my bones. He’s taking more n more n doesnt care about the amount of saliva that covers his lips or yours. He just wants to feel his tongue in your mouth and watch the string of saliva connect the both of you when he finally pulls away.
good night.
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talktolwt · 2 years ago
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I would like to focus on the music chosen for Hob Gadling's 80s sequence.
I'm extremely late to the world of The Sandman (finally binged it two weeks ago after my mother had been begging me to watch it with her and now I'm more obsessed than her) Bottom line: I'm unbelievably glad I finally watched this beautiful piece of television.
I have yet to read the comics but as for the first season, I have to say, without a doubt, my favorite episode is Chapter 6: The Sound of Her Wings. Death's 20-min segment is a beauty unto itself, but I'll be focusing on Hob's segment today. Specifically, his 80s scenes.
Considering I'm so late to this fandom and exploring all of its wondrous details and themes, excuse me if this has already been noted. I've been thinking about these details over and over but I need to get it out there in the Sandman world and hear everyone else's thoughts.
*Also excuse the terrible photos - Netflix doesn't let you screenshot and I was too lazy to get another app to let me bypass it. Please bear with my photos of my laptop screen.*
There are three songs that play throughout this sequence.
#1 - "She Drives Me Crazy" by Fine Young Cannibals
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I accidentally deleted half my post mid-writing this but here I go again.
As we can see, after the breakup scene, we open up on Hob Gadling (he looks amazing in his 80s look, by the way) and this song plays.
Here are the lyrics:
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I mean - where do I even start LMAO.
*Let me just give another note - regardless if you ship Dreamling romantically or not, I will be merely analyzing these lyrics as they are and how they convey Hob's feelings for Dream in general. But, I mean, the songs are THERE, the text is THERE. So do with that what you will.*
This will go for the following two songs as well, but these songs are placed with meaningful intention. Each of these offer a unique lens and dive into Hob's feelings.
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I won't be annoying and over-explain anything, but the lyrics are clear I feel:
"She drives me crazy" - cough
"Things you do don't seem real" - in Hob's view, Dream literally is an enigma. Hob has no idea the capacities, the limits, and even the name of this being he meets every century.
"This waiting 'round's killing me" - well.
"Everything you say is lies" - now I wouldn't say particularly lies, but Dream does keep and omit things from Hob. Understandably, Hob would find himself in a confused limbo with Dream.
Here's the kicker:
"I won't make it on my own/No one likes to be alone." - HELLO. I mean, if this isn't the core message and pinnacle of Dream and Hob's lesson to immortality.
As Death mentions earlier in the episode, around 18:10, "Most of us will be glad for the company of a friend."
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I feel I could go on forever and ever about the beauty of this episode and how well The Sound of Her Wings and Men of Good Fortune intertwine. They beautifully complement each other as stories lamenting the dichotomy of life and death, and the joys of humanity.
But essentially, Death reteaches Dream how beautiful humans can truly be, and in this pivotal moment, she says this zinger of a line. The camera was initially on Death but for THIS line, it cuts to Dream.
BECAUSE - poor Dream is definitely in need a friend.
Which is then shown to the audience by the 30-min long Hob Gadling sequence that ensues, and we see Dream's aversion to needing someone, to needing a friend.
But I digress - back to the song, and that one line about not wanting to be alone.
That is such a poignant line, because as much as Dream felt alone and needed company, so does Hob? An immortal, constantly seeing the death of others around him, his companions and family long gone, he needs someone.
Considering this 80s sequence ruminates so heavily on post-breakup feelings, Hob is missing Dream dearly. His constant in life.
I'm rambling too much, onto the next one!
#2 - "Shattered Dreams" by Johnny Hates Jazz
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Time skip to perhaps a few hours later, who knows. We see Hob still waiting for Dream, alone in the pub.
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Hm.
Literally what else could I say. I'm being slapped in the face with pining and angst and longing.
Here are the lyrics:
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Some noteworthy lyrics:
"So much for your promises/They died the day you let me go" - this breakup man
"Caught up in a web of lies" - another lie motif
"I thought it was you/Who would stand by my side" - the theme of Dream and Hob being constants in each other's lives
"Shattered dreams" - I could scream. The title of the song. SHATTERED. DREAMS. giggling rn.
"Woke up to reality" - I think that's a very interesting line toeing between the constant references of the Waking and the Dreaming
Basically, I've been noting these evident similarities within the songs to align themselves to Dream and Hob's situation, and it's clear that the director/writers chose these songs with intent of it paralleling Dreamling.
So that makes it even more insane when lines like "From this empty heart" are meant to parallel Hob. Like.
Okay, last song.
#3 - "Keep On Moving" by Soul II Soul
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This song plays as the night progresses. It's late, it's clear Dream isn't showing up, and Hob is feeling pretty final about that, and perhaps he's accepted it at this point. Dream isn't coming.
So this is where he speaks to the bartender and that scene ensues.
Here are the lyrics:
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The themes of time and clocks are super prevalent within this song, and again it's once more clear how heavily this reflects and represents Hob.
Noteworthy lyrics:
"Why do people choose to live their lives this way?" - I think this also uniquely touches on the general aspect of humanity and one's reason to live/love life. Dream battles with his confusion/slight disappointment for humanity at the beginning, as he asks Death, "Why would any sensible creature crave an eternity of this?" And then Hob helps Dream realize why there's so much to live for. (24:30)
"I know the time will come today/The time will come one day"
"Walking alone in my own way" - Again this idea of walking alone and needing company.
"You'll be in my life, my life always" - Dream and Hob being constants again.
This all goes to say - Hob cares. He cares for Dream.
And I just think that's very beautiful. The magnitude with which Dream's absence means to him and how much their friendship/companionship both means to each of them. I just think their connection is a beautiful thing that I love seeing and rewatching. Wonderfully, these songs give the audience even more layered insight into this connection.
This was super long, and I apologize if I went on some tangents. But I also just couldn't help it, The Sandman is so incredibly rich in its storytelling and its connections and dynamics that I had to write this all down. I also just very much appreciate the amount of care and detail that goes into every aspect of television, and needle drops such as these three songs are no exception.
Thank you for sticking with me through this! Can't wait for season 2!
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