multifandom bullshit, with spoilers // 23 and tired of itao3: eurydicees
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People should be having fun making genre films. They should be having the time of their lives. They should be so into it and they should talk fondly about their time working on it. Superhero movies started going awry when everyone stopped having fun and started talking about Stepping Into the Legacy
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(trying to give relationship advice) from a narrative perspective i think both of you dying together would be the most emotionally satisfying resolution but i’m guessing that’s not what you want to hear
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fuck it marvel ruined steve rogers by taking a symbol of progress and sending him back to the 1950s (the decade of “traditional” values when black ppl couldn’t drink from the same water fountains as white men) for a white picket fence life w a wife he “deserved”. like they took an international fugitive wearing a dirty american flag and made him red hat coded in his appearance AND actions. and for what? for some fucked up fantasy for dudebros to self insert themselves into? “steve deserved to be happy I’d choose peggy too” maybe YOU would do that. steve, who peggy told to move on and had a whole life in the 21st century and oh idk, morals, would NOT. and bucky barnes WAS in love w steve so jot that down
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next dynamic were sexualizing is that of a bull and a toreador
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gay people are allowed to have weird friendships it’s kind of our thing
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toxic dysfunctional complex sibling relationships will always always be IT it'll always sweep it'll always top romance you can't undo a blood bond it'll always exist you can't unmake it it lives it lives you both breathe it and it lives even long after one or both parties are dead
this is why stories with compelling sibling arcs will always fuck you up irreversibly and in very specific way. it's like, you are my mirror you are my opposite you are my foil you are my blood i see myself through you i recognize myself because you exist and no one can ever destroy me quite the way you can.
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nothing like a tumblr ship poll to make u confront the fact that we are all on our own unique journeys. some of us with no compass or map
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I love you characters who try so hard to avoid becoming one specific thing that they end up becoming something arguably worse. I love you characters with backwards development. I love you characters whose ideals dissolve over time. I love you characters who start out bright-eyed and end their stories with several important pieces missing.
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We raise our cups to them 🌹
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setting up a tiny detail in one chapter to pay it off in the next few chapters feels sooo devious like oooh i can't wait to write the small little reference here that 70% of readers will miss but 30% of readers will cheer for
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at the start of every month everyone reblogs some insane poetry that’s like “august has arrived and again I swallow my bones in the burning sun” and every time I’m like damn that makes no sense. but kind of true.
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What if you loved me so much it literally undoomed me haha jk unless
#FIYERABA#<- YEAH.#for all that the narrative is doomed. for all that the ending is tragic. for all that it ends unhappily.#there is hope in how much he loves her. he loves her to the point of rewriting a century old ending. he loves her so deeply that she LIVES.
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my dealer: got some straight gas🔥😋 this strain is called "plans by death cab for cutie" and it'll have you zonked out of your gourd 💯
me: yeah, whatever i don't feel shit
44 min and 20 sec later: dude you ever realize how time heals all wounds and yet creates new ones at the same time. we all inevitably undergo changes as we grow older that can put distance between ourselves and those we love whether we like it or not. sometimes love is watching someone die.
my buddy ben gibbard pacing around the room: so who's gonna watch you die? so who's gonna watch you die?
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