The fundamental problem with House of The Dragon, not even as an adaptation, but as a show, and simply a story, is that none of the characters feel like people. They're cardboard cutout dialogue delivery machines, they do what the story requires of them at any given moment and then evaporate into thin air. Their actions aren't internally consistent to a person with a mind and opinions and emotions of their own, the explanation for why they do the things they do nine times out of ten boils down to "they had to hit X point on the skeleton chart of plots beat that needed to be fulfilled" with all the moments in between being "the writers wanted them to", people aren't always objectively consistent but they are INTERNALLY consistent, and it's why these characters don't feel like people, they're not and the writers aren't interested in making us BELIEVE they are, they're interested in seeing them do what they want when they want it while checking off just enough requirements to still have HBO release it. If there is ever a frustration, an incoherence, a simple why about the choices made and narrative created, nine times out of ten, this is going to be your answer. Not only is looking for something deeper or better going to drive you insane either from frustration or powerlessness (trust me, I’ve been there), the people in charge are relying on us to do so, it’s why this fandom was the perfect place to be so self indulgent and egotistical, we’ve been trained by the creator for twenty-odd years to believe there’s always a bigger scheme and grander plans. Not this time, not here. And when people recognize this is the answer, there’s no wild goose chase protecting the creators anymore, there’s just criticism, and the consequences of their own self indulgence and ego. Don’t drive yourself crazy looking for answers, drive them crazy by demanding explanations.
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Grand fest ended just yesterday >~<
I can't stahp crying at the songs halp ples I hold the passage of time in reverence team future we fought hard and time will continue to march forward we will leave our marks and it will become the present and I will always respect my past where I became more human I love you Thank you so cod damm much splatoon!!!! team past has won in the present but regardless we must move forward, To the future!!!! 🪸🦑🐙🐟🪸
🦑🫀This series genuinly means the wrld to me🫀🐙🐟🐟🐟🐟🐟🐟🐟🐟🐟🐟🐟🐟🐟🐟🐟🐟🐟🐟🐟🐟🐟🐟🐟🐟🐟
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…it really feels like, as an adult member of a two-person household where the other person has earlier in the day communicated that they expect to be busy throughout much of the evening with work calls and the dinner plan is reheating leftovers, i ought to be able to leave the house for a grand total of four (4) hours (getting back after dark, yes—not hard these days!—but before 9 PM) without being greeted when i get back by being asked to ~be more communicative about what i’m up to~ :/
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(post contains mia s2 spoilers and also may be semi incoherent i've been brought low by 4am belaf and vueko feels and must exorcise them like demons to sleep and have spammed the ganja server enough today already)
belaf and vueko are thematic opposites but in a complementary manner, not an oppositional manner. her big symbolism thing is darkness, and his is sight, which requires light/visibility, the opposite of darkness -- but there is no clash between these ideas as they manifest between the two. instead he encourages her to look INTO the dark. he understands the dark is a safe and warm thing for her. his quest for a revelation through gazing with determination and fondness isn't meant to cast a searing light into it or tear it away.
and Vueko so values what she finds when she looks into the darkness that she dies with those words on her lips, thinking about two things: how much she loves Irumyuui, and how grateful she is for Belaf’s words about gazing fiercely into that dark, the act of which led Vueko to her.
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Do you know what happened to the others? (Besides Marvin, of course.)
some were brutally murdered before they could jump out a broken window. others might have escaped, but will never escape how screwed up Showfall left them. there is no happiness to be seen here, past the smoke and mirrors.
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