#Sidony

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maker bless the necromancy for being turquoise

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Sidonie "Sid" Baker Olivia Cooke in Slow Horses | 1.01

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Brianne Sidonie Desaulniers

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The true traveler is he who goes on foot, and even then, he sits down a lot of the time.

-- Colette

(Freiburg, Germany)

[veone]

[sidonie-smack]

i’ve slightly made a tiny new bit of hobby in these, they upset me very sweetly.

little disclaimer; i’m not completely—nor much at all—certain that these will speak to how everyone sees things, but these slow horses are also my little doves. only ever as i’ve seen them. though i’ve pulled a few differing thoughts as references too

[callista-curations]

Turians in crop tops showing waist, you agree, reblog

[generalpenguinangel]

Thoughts inspired by @saulbetter's recent posts.

This show is kind of sold or discussed as "spies! but they suck at being spies!" But the thing that all the slow horses actually have in common isn't that they're bad spies, it's that they're people without social capital. They actually range from competent to excellent at the technical aspects of their work (Ho, Catherine, Marcus, Shirley, Coe, and even River are all good at the hard skills of their jobs. We are told Louisa screwed up but in both show and books she is shown to be one of the most reliable performers on the team). But they don't have friends or patrons to protect them when things go sideways.

The reason they're the rejects is because they're loners who struggle to connect with other people for all their various reasons (childhood trauma, job-related PTSD, addiction, personality disorder, inherent temperament). So they're playing checkers when their internal opponents at Regent's Park are playing chess. To the extent that they even realize that the social/political game exists (Ho and Catherine mostly don’t), they're bad at it (Coe, Lech) and/or think they shouldn't have to play it (Marcus, Shirley). River impressively manages to be deficient in all three aspects: totally naive to the politics of advancement within the Park, bad with people, and so committed to his own view of himself as a Boy Scout that he thinks he shouldn't have to sully his hands with any of it.

This is why the show is such a brilliant office drama. This one is for all the folks who are good on paper but bomb in interviews, for all the people who are promoted based on their technical mastery and then shit the bed as managers because they're illiterate at reading people. This is why it's such a stroke of genius that River's ascendant career is cut off at the knees by tailing Taverner. He's so full of himself and such a try hard that he mistakenly thinks doing an unrequested extra credit assignment about his boss makes him clever instead of creepy, annoying, and red flagged as a potential troublemaker.

Unfortunately, because Mick Herron is unable to let the story or the characters grow, this excellent premise results in some deep weirdness later in the book series. (Weirder than the deadbeat dad child soldier sex cult plotline, you say? Idk, you be the judge.)

Book spoilers under the cut.

First, let’s talk about Lech Wicinski. (I know, no one wants to talk about Lech Wicinski, but he is the curly-haired insomniac introvert of my heart so I’m going to talk about him.) I love Lech but parts of his origin story are so stupid. He’s just a normal guy who is comfortable in his niche and relatively unambitious and gets screwed by ambitious people’s big ego shenanigans, which he falls into by accident when he unthinkingly steps outside his work comfort zone for a minute. So far, so good. But then, while he’s desperately trying to save his job and reputation, he’s also… not? Like, why would this sort of overly serious but otherwise very normal young-ish middle class man immediately and inexplicably decide not to seek medical treatment for a profoundly disfiguring injury? Why does he never even actually try to show to his fiancee that the revelation that causes the breakdown of their relationship was completely fictitious? It makes no sense! Except, the author is lazily destroying Lech’s social capital to make it make sense that he’s now a slow horse for life. 

Similarly, River can’t have Sid in S1 because she is a bright and well-rounded person while he is cute but also an idiot nepo baby manchild. So do the books resolve this imbalance by allowing River to grow - or even just change - in response to various challenges like dashed career aspirations, finally meeting his psychopath biodad, the steep mental decline of his beloved father figure, etc? No. Instead of letting River at least attempt to grow up, the books put River and Sid on a level by cutting Sid down instead - putting her in protection (ie. cutting all her social ties) and giving her a traumatic brain injury that hollows out her previously bright personality. Heaven knows we’re all miserable now. Sure do hope they fix that plotline for the show! I love them as endgame and I honestly think the show could do something so satisfying and poignant with them finally finding their missed connection but the books make the way they finally get together so creepy and sad.

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SLOW HORSES 1.02

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Pie Eater Reacts

Inspired by this post from @sundaymorningtvu. Here are some cute and hilarious gifs of Pie Eater reacting to things:

His red cheeks are adorable.

Wonder if there's something else in those pies...

He's got the Chris Evans laugh with his hand to his pec.

Pie Eater looking sassy and a cameo from Kenny Ortega.

His best reaction is probably from Blood Drips Heavily on Newsie Square:

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WIP Wednes... Opps.

Well, I didn't get around to this yesterday, but I was super touched to be tagged by @milkywayes and @lilmissnatcat24 thank you, friends!! This is a scene from my current WIP I'm finishing up, which is sadly still nameless...

Garrus sighed as he brought a hand up to rub his eyes in frustration. “That’s not why I’m here. You’re my friend and I’m worried about you.” “Well, you’ve had a funny way of showing it.” Sidonis spat as he crossed his arms, and Garrus stared at him in frustrated consternation. “Then why the hell am I here with a peace offering?” He asked as he waved the bottle, the moonshine sloshing dangerously, and Sidonis seemed to wilt as he looked back at him. “I know, you’re right. Sorry. I don’t know why I’ve been so on edge lately.” He uncrossed his arms, his palms falling open as he gazed down at them in his lap. “I’ve just been… miserable. I’ve been fucking miserable, Garrus. I hate it here. I hate this ship, I hate this life, I hate this reality.” The scorn and vitriol in his subvocals was matched only by the heartbreak, and Garrus’ chest ached for his friend. His hand came up to rub Sidnois’ back in small circles for a few moments. “I had no idea you were struggling this badly. Maybe we can talk to Anderson about getting you some extended shore leave on the Fleet, get you some therapy and help.” He suggested gently and breathed in relief when Sidonis sighed and nodded his head glumly. Guilt ate at Garrus as he took in the other man’s forlorn expression as he continued to stare blankly down at his own hands. “I’m sorry it took me this long to see you were struggling. I should have checked in with you sooner. I’ve been really busy.” “Yeah. I’ve noticed.” Sidonis muttered darkly as he stiffened and looked away. “You haven’t had the time of day for me ever since she joined the crew.” Silence fell between them like a wall of ice, and Garrus drew back. “Let’s leave Shepard out of this.” His words were firm, but Sidonis continued on heedlessly. “No, let’s not. I see the way you look at her. I’m not fucking blind. The whole goddamn ship probably sees how you trail after her like a lovesick puppy. And don’t even get me started on your subvocals whenever you talk about her. It’s sickening.” “Enough.” Garrus sat up, his back stiff as anger and embarrassment began boiling in his core. Sidonis stood abruptly as he turned to sneer down at him. “What the fuck do you even see in her?” He threw his arms out wide as his voice began to rise. “She’s just using you, Garrus! She’s using all of us! I don’t understand how you could let your dick distract you from how obviously suspicious she is!” “Enough, Sidonis!” Garrus snapped, his expression hardening. But to his consternation, the other man ignored him as he continued. “She’s so obviously with Cerberus! It explains everything! She’s sold us all out, and it’s only a matter of time until we’re all dead. It’s going to be the Gabriel all over again!” “Enough!” Garrus slammed the bottle down on the side table before surging to his feet. He stood toe to toe with Sidonis, using every bit of his height advantage to look down at the other man as fury rolled off him. “Don’t you dare talk about her like that.” They glared at each other, both breathing hard as they refused to back down. Finally, Sidonis’ eyes narrowed. “Pathetic. I can’t believe you let a woman reduce you to this.” He hissed, and Garrus’ mandibles twitched as he balled his hands into fists. “You have no idea what you’re talking about. Shepard isn’t a traitor.” “Keep telling yourself that. Right up until you feel the knife slip in between your back plates.” The quiet words seemed to reverberate through the room. Without another word, Sidonis turned and walked through the door, slamming it with a clang behind him. Garrus remained where he was as he willed his heart to stop racing, his pulse thrumming beneath his plates as Sidonis’ words echoed in his ears. Finally, he fell back onto the couch. Slowly, his gaze landed on the bottle, its clear liquid catching the flicker of an old light on the ceiling above. Cursing, he reached for it before tipping it back, praying the burn could quiet the wriggling doubts in his chest.

Let's tag @kalliesa @angry-jager @dwarrowdams @nicolasadrabbles @otemporanerys @misseffect just in case anyone is interested in participating!

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Brianne Sidonie Desaulniers

[nobeerreviews]

At long last, I know paradise: A place where all your forgotten memories are stored.

-- Colette

(Colmar, France)

[veone]

⋆｡°✩wɒƨ tʜɒt ɘɒƨγ ʇoɿ γoυ?✩°｡⋆

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neglected u, so put a cute little belated christmas treat from spider, and felt it needed a riv snoopy mention.

within the context of eight he is very much the paired knight btw.