#john proctor

[crow-aeris]

Hubris was the downfall of many men.

He remembers indulging in one of Jason’s many long-winded rants about literature, hearing his brother ramble on and on about how pride was the thing that killed John Proctor. Sure, Abigail made have been the leading cause of all those deaths, but John could have lived- could have seen his sons grow up- had he went through with the plan and lied… and yet, it was only because of a man’s pride did he leave behind his wife and sons.

And now as he lays alone and dying far, far away from family and friends… Tim couldn’t help but think hubris was what led him to… this.

His independence, once a blessing- now a curse, had him set out by himself with no foreword or warning to any hero or civilian whatsoever.

He feels… cold? Empty… Irritated. Oh what a time to be irritated, though Tim wasn’t all too sure who exactly his irritation was directed towards…

Bruce? Sure, he hadn’t been the best of fathers, but… he was all time had. Bruce hadn’t known Tim was going on this stupid trip, so he couldn’t be blamed.

Dick? Tim’s own personal hero? No, never. Dick might’ve hurt him before, but Tim couldn’t force himself to hold that grief even if he tried. Dick was spending the weekend with his friends, so Tim doubts he’ll find out about this until much later.

Jason? Despite being a grade a asshole, Jason cared. He had vehemently opposed Tim’s trip, and now he could see how it came back to bite him in the ass.

He laughs shrilly, tone nearing hysterical as Tim feels himself stop shivering… That wasn’t good, right? He read somewhere before that the moment you stop shivering, is the most dangerous.

Tim forces himself tighter into a ball, fighting to stay awake as he clung desperately onto his fleeing thoughts.

What about Stephanie? She got on his nerves occasionally, but those moments were few and far between.

Damian? Well, despite… everything, Tim has been trying to repair their relationship with what little scraps existed prior.

Cass? God, no. Tim could never be angry at her. She does her best, and honestly? Tim commends her for it.

Duke was a sweetheart. Kind, determined, and optimistic even after everything he’s gone through. he was the embodiment of sunshine through and through.

…

……

………

…………What was he thinking about?

He was… sleepy. Tired….

…Where was Bernard? Where was Kon? He was… numb. Was he supposed to feel this numb?

Taking a little nap wouldn’t hurt, right? It wouldn’t hurt at all….

“Oh, Detective, look what mess have you gotten yourself into? This is why you never should have left my side”

[riepu10]

International Kissing Day

July 6th 

[richardarmitagefanpage]

“I speak my own sins; I cannot judge another. I have no tongue for it.”

John Proctor, The Crucible

Happy World Theatre Day!!! 🎭

[milkweedsandpots]

painting our picture

doodles below :3

I LOVE FAT OLD GAY MEN,

[amazingactorarmitage]

The grey shirt admiration

RA was wearing the same grey t-shirt at the rehearsal of The Crucible in 2014 and the filming of Urban and The Shed Crew in 2015

[compulsively-apologetic]

i was so right for this btw

[your-stranger-halfblood-things]

Agree that Proctor and Hale had something lavender going on?

[babushka-of-chaossss]

Found this audio and it reminded me of the crucible which I read this summer for school!

[imp-thing]

What if instead of John Proctor it was John 𝓯𝓻𝓮𝓪𝓴tor and instead of having an affair with Abigail Williams he had an affair with 𝓪𝓷𝓸𝓽𝓱𝓮𝓻 𝓶𝓪𝓷...

[zweetpea]

Abigail Williams is not the villain, she’s the victim

I’m specifically referring to the one from The Crucible.

Abigail is just a scared child. She was seventeen years old and was sexually abused. She worked for John Proctor. She says it herself “I look for the John Proctor who took me from my sleep and put knowledge into my heart.” He instigated the affair.

He took a weak helpless child and Assaulted her. “It was in the old days, they had different standards 🙄” The Crucible was written in the 50’s, Miller should’ve known better. All he did was make a rape victim (a minor when the rape happened mind you) into the villain. Plus Miller said in ‘why I wrote the crucible’ that he saw himself in Proctor. Ya know, the groomer/pedophile.

I was recently reminded of the crucible. When I read it in school we’d have discussions about the various characters and events and Abby was (and still is) my favorite. There were so many people who hated her though so this post is for her.

I could rant about my darling Abby for hours trust me so if people want a part two put it in the comments or send me a message.

Also Abby or Parris should have been the main character.

[louk419]

OTD 10 yrs ago, The Crucible opened in previews at the Old Vic theatre, London. The role of John Proctor earned Richard Armitage an Olivier Award nomination as Best Actor and is considered by many to be the preeminent performance of his career. The play was filmed and is available to rent @ DigitalTheatre.com. (original photo credit: Jay Brooks; photo edit by riepu10)

[frankenstiensleftpant]

Doing lights for the crucible is fun cause wow this has changed my view on shit, but also half of my cues are “ooooo let’s add some red here” and the other half are now let’s make the bad guy (John proctor) a little less bad by giving him mood lighting.

[liaatnight]

currently reading the crucible for school and had to draw John Proctor, idk (sorry for not posting much, i’ve been very busy with school)

[wetcatschwartzy]

you are the devil’s man

[milkweedsandpots]

me or you, one of us is going to

need to die.

other versions below

[elevenletterwords]

In Defense of Abigail Williams

In The Crucible, there are many cited reasons as to why the residents of Salem would have turned on each other. Mostly coveting land, resenting others for their unearned authority, their income, their daringness to read a book at night while being a woman.

The need to assert power, and put others 'in their place'.

All of which are real examples from history. The one that’s not based on fact is the affair between a ‘respectable farmer’ and a teen girl; John Proctor and Abigail. Yet this is the one story most associated with The Crucible. Of course, it’s more dramatic, it has sex appeal, it’s easier to stage, it’s relatable; anyone can understand the heartbreak of a 17 year old girl being told she isn’t loved back despite how much she loves.

Reading it the first time, as a 16 year old, like I'm sure many girls did, I poured over the text to look for any reason to be on Abigail’s side in this story. Because she’s a teenager and John is 35, and I was reading the play for the first time in 2013, around the time of Weinstein and #MeToo, I really wanted to find evidence in the text that she was a victim. 

But frankly there’s little to sympathize with, she’s written as the villain. She tries to get people killed, she doesn’t seem to care about anything or value anyone other than John. She really only acts out of jealousy and hatred. 

Maybe it’s because this specificity of Arthur Miller’s historical liberties have always rubbed me the wrong way; after all, the real Abigail Williams was 11 years old at the time of the trials. And John was in his 60s. And while Abigail did accuse John of witchcraft, it was actually Mercy Lewis who first pointed her finger towards the Proctor family, at Elizabeth. 

Those facts have sat with me for years, the uncertainty of why a group of barely pre-teen girls would so ruthlessly attempt to get a man hanged for a crime, he not only didn’t commit, but didn’t exist.  Since they wouldn’t be beneficiaries to his land or income, what they would gain from tarnishing his reputation as a godly man. 

My mind went to a place much more sinister, after all, every night I was reading tweets detailing serial abusers, from the POV of their multiple victims, many of whom mention being too scared to share their experiences for years or decades, due to the power and influence of the men they accused.

I’ll never know what happened in Salem, but I I know I’ll always read the Crucible through the lens of the year I read it.