One thing that I love about this entry is how Jonathan noted the bare contained rage that the Count has towards him.
It's such a tiny detail that could be lost in the middle of all the emotions in the Gothic conflict between Jonathan and Dracula, but when one examines it from the angle of how their employer-employee relationship evolved into a symbolic abusive husband-wife relationship, it just clicks.
The pretense of normalcy is held together by Jonathan playing the feminine gothic role of newly wed wife trying to not set off Dracula who is the husband that has all the power in their dynamic. Moreover, since Jonathan is playing his part so perfectly it makes Dracula eager to break him down, to see how much he can push before Jonathan snaps. It's a power play that depends on fear, and interest, one that the Count has for another purpose too.
He knows that I know too much, and that I must not live, lest I be dangerous to him; my only chance is to prolong my opportunities. Something may occur which will give me a chance to escape.
As much as Dracula loves the game of pretense that he forced Jonathan to play (which our good friend has been handling amazingly) he knows that he doesn't want to waste too much time on him. Jonathan is an amazing solicitor, and an even better plaything, but the Count still hates him for trying to defy him when it's supposed that Jonathan should be deadly afraid of him.
Dracula is a conqueror, a nobleman, and a man who has already shown Jonathan what happens to the people he "loves" once he doesn't find them interesting anymore. It's not an if, it's a when, and once Dracula manages to either mentally break Jonathan completely, or kill him on June 29 he will be able to clear one last line that connects both Transylvania, and England.
The Count can't really start new if he brings a bride that can defy him isn't he? Better to leave all behind.
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i think that we need to get over the narrative that you can’t have gay villains because that’s a harmful stereotype because there’s a huge difference between “this character is gay and a bad person” and “this character was written specifically to equate being gay and being evil/depraved/degenerate”. it’s just such a narrow minded view of fiction that leads to people afraid to write queer characters as anything less than morally perfect and then to a bunch of palatable but bland and boring queer characters that are arguably worse representation than a gay villain because they are not allowed to do anything wrong. while it is important to write all types of gay characters a work isn’t instantly “problematic” because the villain is queer and the hero isn’t. I think this is also related to the idea of subtext vs text in gay media and how I see a lot of people get mad bc the homoerotic subtext isn’t made canon without considering the context of it at all—sometimes creators make artistic decisions for reasons other than that they didn’t want the gay people to kiss because they’re homophobic. well written queer subtext can be better than a canon gay couple with no personality or relevance and a queer villain can be a better queer character than a gay hero because the characters in-universe morality isn’t inherently tied to how much care they are written with and the quality of “queer representation” isn’t determined by the amount of times they kiss on screen.
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ok but there's something about how in s6 chase and cameron (2 seconds before she's written off) talk about working for house again, and chase suggests they should and how she was the one who liked diagnostics, not him
and it's like
chase was never in diagnostics because he had a dream of being a diagnostician? he was there because he liked house. he wasn't there to lead his own team or take the job elsewhere, he liked house. he didn't need to be there. he's the best and most magical surgeon on the planet. he can have an entire career as a surgeon. he's not been blacklisted or forced out of a practice and he's not just starting out: chase is here because he likes house. he enjoys being around house. unlike foreman and cameron he never has any real ambitions to lead his own department or team or hospital. he's not dreaming of being a famous diagnostician, he just likes house.
and so when chase's life falls apart he comes back. and so when chase has nothing else to do he waits for house to come back. if house was teaching orthopedics or rheumatology or cooking it wouldn't matter. and the absolute irony of it is that this low-ambition nepobaby very desperately hoping house will love him some day is also brilliant. he doesn't want to be a diagnostician, but as early in the pilot he's coming up with Solutions. he's observant and can read house like a book. he's a good manipulator. he solves cases. he's just here to have fun and yet he's got more natural talent than foreman and cameron. no wonder house bullies him so much. no wonder he punches him in the face. how absolutely insufferable. imagine how good chase would be if he gave a shit at any point of his life. (imagine if his life had been different, and he hadn't learned so thoroughly that giving a shit just meant heartbreak, that caring just let others hurt and leave you.)
he's the only fellow house ever fired, and yet house is the only constant in chase's life. the only one who took him back time and again. he doesn't have to be here, he doesn't care about diagnostics, he's here because he likes house,
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Ok, so I want to talk about Secret Life, specifically Scar, because it has been some time now, and I feel like the fandom is starting to misremember/misinterpret some things.
Scar was quite alone in Secret Life, yes, but unlike Pearl in Double Life or even Scar himself in Last Life it wasn't because people didn't want to be allies with him. Quite the opposite, a lot of people asked to be allies with him: Heart Foundation, Grian, Gem and the Scotts (particularly Smajor).
It was Scar who either straight up refused these alliances or decided not to take them due to a task from the secret keeper. In the end, he was alone, doomed by his own paranoia and mistrust of others as he believed he didn't fit with any group or anyone, that if he joined them, they would betray him. But they didn't. When he finally joined a group, they stayed loyal by his side until the very end, and this is why Secret Life Scar is such a good character. Even by the end, he still thought he had no friends despite the fact that the entire server at one point or another invited him to join them.
Scar was very much his own greatest enemy in Secret Life, so, of course, his ultimate fate was to be alone as the only surviving winner. Because he couldn't trust anyone other than himself, no matter how much he wanted to.
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I think everything that could be said has already been said regarding Charles’s Monaco win. But I’m just… Wow. It’s so surreal.
Having followed him for several years now, witnessing the hope and subsequent disappointment as yet another chance to win his home race slips away… The heartbreak and helplessness of 2021 and the anger and frustration of 2022… It’s Charles’s dream fulfilled and Charles’s accomplishment but I feel like it’s personal for so many of us who’ve endured all of those emotional rollercoasters and setbacks along with him, invested in his quest to reach for something he yearned for so deeply. We’re all sharing in it now, Charles’s emotions a reflection of our own; disappointments into delights.
The funny thing is, I was completely calm once he secured pole on Saturday, in a way I rarely am, especially when it comes to racing. It’s hard to describe but it was just this serenity, this gut feeling that today is the day, and that there won’t be any more upsetting surprises. That this is the weekend where that chapter of the “curse” ends, where history is made, that this is where the path was leading all along.
It wasn’t really until Charles crossed the finish line, until that team radio, that inflection in his voice, the way he evidently teared up, the way he ran into his team’s waiting embrace and the way he spoke about his father that it hit me, the emotions, the sheer magnitude of the feat – so straightforward at first glance but heavy with the weight of expectation, longing, past disappointment. The palpable relief on the podium, the way he could finally close his eyes and just drink it all in. Maybe it played out exactly the way he had imagined all that time, maybe it was different, maybe it was better. But it was, in some way, fated.
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