#my heart burns there too

[evilbookworm]

Mileven and Billverly parallels

Ok I’ve been wanting to do this post for a while, (if you’ve seen my blog recently it’s dropped a few hints over how Mike and Bill are compared) so I am gifting you it with the best of my knowledge on cinematography (Watching lesbianmindflayer videos)

My number one priority is mentioning that yes, I do think the Duffers are purposely paralleling them. I mean, they have mentioned loving Stephen King’s work have they not? There’s also the reference to Mr. Baldo the clown in season 2 when Bob is talking to Will about getting over his fears. Of course, this might seem like a coincidence, but then Bob brought up Maine, which is where Derry, and most of Stephen King’s works are set, so I think it’s safe to say that there are some parallels to IT.

                               

First, I’d like to point out that Mike is the Party’s leader, just as BIll is for the Losers Club. It’s never been made official or anything, but it’s there. 

You may be wondering why them being leaders has to do with anything, but I assure you It’s an important parallel. Now, we can also see some parallels between how both Mike’s friends and Bill’s friends encourage them to pursue a relationship with El and Bev.

Now I want to bring up the way Bill and Bev bonded, and how after the Neibolt house, she’s the only one that stayed with him. We can also directly compare the fight between Mike and Lucas to the one between Bill and Richie. Lucas and Richie were both jealous and concerned about safety. Richie for Eddie and Lucas for all of them.

Now a small comparison between Bev and El. Bev sees the deadlights, which grants her visions of the losers in the future.  Then we have El, who can’t see into the future but can see where people are. Here are some images:

 Not very direct, but something they have in common.                       

We also have multiple times where Bill encourages his friends to help him find Georgie, as Mike does with Will.

Now let’s talk about the kiss. The first kisses are both quite similar. Both of them are done in a heat of the moment type way. In both scenes, the girls are taken aback.  

  They are incredibly similar and one of them isn’t an endgame ship.

Mike and Bev Comparisons + Benverly and Byler

Now, let’s talk about the Ben, Beverly, and Bill love triangle being paralleled to the Mike, El, and Will love triangle. More direct comparisons with Bev and Mike here. First, and most importantly, we have the poem and the painting. Bev receives this from Ben, and Mike receives this from Will.

The poem Ben sends to Bev is anonymous, and Bev doesn’t remember it’s from Ben until the second reunion they have. While not exactly paralleled to the painting Will gives Mike, it is similar. Will makes it look like the painting is from El, and Bev thinks the poem is from Bill.  

 Now, Bev realizes the poem is from Ben twice, the first is when he kisses her to save her from the deadlights, the second 27 years later in Pennywise’s layer when Ben recites it to her while they’re trapped in their visions, though Bev previously thought it was from Bill. This could be a direct comparison to the van scene, where it’s possible that Mike knows the truth about Will’s feelings. Mike may forget about this later, unless it is confessed to him while he’s being Vecna'd.

                                               

I also think Mike will be the one to be Vecna’d, so that’s another possible parallel to Bev. Bev is the one who isn’t very expected to be taken, but she is. Just like Mike. It isn’t expected to happen to him, but it will.                 

Mike + vecna imagery

And like with Ben and Bev, Will will break Mike out of Vecna’s trance. I can’t say it’ll be with a kiss, because Mike will most likely be hovering several feet in the air, but it’ll definitely be done by Will somehow.

So, in conclusion, Ben and Bev end up being endgame, and so will Mike and Will.

Not a very in depth analysis, really, but these are some good parallels I found and I don’t think I’ve seen anyone delve into the comparisons between them. 

Anyways, BYLER ENDGAME!!!        

(P.S. I spent like 3 hours looking for the right images so please don’t let this flop 🙏) 

[evilbookworm]

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peace- Some soft benverly c:

[tibic]

Update for my readers!

Hello!

I am currently in academic hell! Will update MHBTT as soon as I'm done suffering. Aiming for the end of May, but I'll be moving after the semester's over, so it may take longer than I'd like.

Hope everything is going good for you all! Thanks for all the support, patience, and lovely comments. I'll get to it all soon!

[eye-merely-jest]

hrrghgghbmnnmm x-men evolution nightcrawler….

i actually didn't care for him when i first started watching evo 'cause i thought him annoying as shit but now that is PRECISELY why i'm obsessed with him. Weird Kid™ kurt is just such an endearing concept and it's like he's just like me and I FUCKING LOVE THIS GUY SO MUCH

[paintedcrows-caws]

Front row seat to Alex Hirsch's InMotion London Talk!! Aaaa!! (The high quality close up photos were taken by the wonderful @stupidlittlespirit! Who was sitting with me and had a far better camera, haha)

You can watch the full thing here, recorded by the brilliant Topaz Animation!: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Hn_O7CMM67A&t=137s

[prideandprejudice]

IT: CHAPTER TWO (2019) dir. Andy Muschietti

[moshaeu]

an older vaniper wip that i’m bringing out because i needed something to post for fom rambling purposes LMAOO

[spacesheeeeeep]

Actually so tired that people mainly focus on the bdsm when they talk about La Pianiste when we literally have this dynamic right here. Like, that's insane.

What if you were a little girl in her 40's who couldn't grow up because of your mother-wife who made you sleep in her bed and forced you to repress every sexual desires and thoughts of becoming your own person just to keep you close to her ? What if you fought back and yearned for dangerous things out of her reach ? But also, what if you let her because it's all you've ever known and been taught to want ?

[varpusvaras]

There seem to be many curses the universe has cast upon Willis Todd.

Being always just a little too late is apparently one of them.

A little too late to give Catherine more time. A little too late to be a better dad to Jason.

A little too late to save Jason.

His side still burns in agony with every movement he makes, slowing him down, no matter how hard he tries to push through it. He is losing precious seconds. Precious seconds that he can't loose. He needs them. He needs them to be in time.

He needs them to not be too late for the second time.

Damn the Bat, damn the Joker, damn the both of them. Willis had had the shot, he had been so close, but of course, the Bat had just managed to get there in time to save the monster once again. Not that Willis is even surprised by it, anymore. Like calls to like, after all. Willis just wishes that Jason hadn't needed to get tangled into that whole mess.

He wouldn't have, if it wasn't for the Bat. Not that Willis could blame anyone else but himself for it. If he had been there, the Bat wouldn't have gotten his hands on Jason.

He should've started on the Bat. Put out the power that insists on keeping the flame burning.

It's too late for it.

Willis feels the explosion a moment before he hears it. It's a rumble through the air and then the rush of noise arrives on its tail, and then the fire and smoke is rising as a tower against the darkened sky.

He's never going to make it in time.

Still, he keeps going.

Still, he counts every second in his head, every strangled breath he takes as he pushes himself towards the end of the timeline.

When Willis arrives there, there's nothing but destruction left.

He keeps going, still.

He doesn't know why he keeps going, anymore. He's never going to be in time, after all, since he is Willis Todd, and he is always a little too late.

Still he keeps going.

He remembers the time the power had went out from the apartment. There had been a flash of a lightning, a loud bang as the powerline had been cut, and then just darkness all around.

Jason had been scared of the dark, back then, and he had woken up at the noise and found himself all alone in the darkness, and by the time Willis had made his way to the bedroom and scooped him up, he had been crying his little heart out. The only thing keeping him calm had been Willis clinging to him just as hard as he had been clinging to Willis, with his tiny fingers gripping onto the front of Willis' shirt with the strength of a giant.

He's not sure why he remembers it right now.

Perhaps to remind himself that he had once had everything.

It doesn't leave him alone. He keeps hearing Jason cry, crying out for him, crying out for his dad to save him, save him from the scary thing all around him, and he wonders who Jason had called out for during his last moments.

If he had screamed dad, had it been him he had called for anymore?

Willis looks around. There is nothing but destruction around him.

"Jason?" He calls.

He keeps hearing his son's cries.

"Jason!" He cries, he cries, he cries, right to Willis' ear and inside his head and inside his heart where Jason still lives, all this time and always will.

Cries for his dad who is never there and when he is, it's always too late.

He hears something.

Later he cannot tell if he actually did hear something then, but it had been real at that moment, and it had been enough.

Enough for Willis to run towards it, every pain in his body forgotten, and drop on to the smoldering ground and put his hands into the smoking ruins and start digging.

He doesn't know what keeps giving him the strength to continue. It is something almost primal, something that comes right from his core. He thinks it's desperation.

He thinks it's love.

The gloves on his suit keep the heat away as he pushes his hands deeper into the destruction. He would've done so even with his hands bare.

He digs and digs, deeper and deeper, like he is digging into a grave, hoping that the body in the coffin would miraculously still be breathing like in all of his dreams and nightmares.

He digs and digs, deeper and deeper into the destruction, until he finds Jason.

Jason isn't crying when Willis finds him.

He is completely silent, covered in smoke and dust blood, laying still like bodies lay in their graves.

Willis should leave him be. It is unbecoming to disturb the dead.

He can't. Jason doesn't belong here, buried amongst all the destruction. No, Jason belongs somewhere soft and beautiful, like he has always deserved to belong.

Willis is his father. It is his duty to bring him there.

Jason is no longer the newborn, the baby, the small child he had been the last time Willis had held him. He is a man now, all things considered.

None of those things matter. It is all the same, as Willis pulls Jason into his arms.

There he is.

His Jason. His boy. His little prince.

Willis would've done anything to get to hold him again, but now that he is here, he wonders if his wishes are curses, too.

There is so much dust and blood on Jason's face. Willis brushes it away. His hand leaves streaks on Jason's skin, the imprints of the texture of his glove evident in the marks. That's not right. He pulls his glove from his hand and tries again. His hand is covered in dust and blood now. That's better. Willis should be the one covered in it, after all, not Jason.

There is smoke in the air. Willis finds that he doesn't care, anymore. He removes his mask and and buries his face in Jason's hair. It smells like smoke and dust and blood. He doesn't care. He holds Jason close and he cries.

He still remembers Jason drawing his first breath. It had been a raspy little thing, followed by another, louder, stronger one.

He remembers it when Jason draws in a breath. A raspy, little thing. Then there is another, louder, stronger one.

Willis stops breathing.

Another breath. He can feel Jason shifting in his arms with it. Another one. Willis doesn't dare to move, to look, to do anything, so the spell doesn't break and plummet him back to the grim reality.

Another breath. Willis can't take it anymore. He has to see.

Jason's eyes are not open, but he is breathing. Small, raspy breaths, that all seem to be a struggle for him. There is new, fresh, crinsom blood pouring out on top of the old blood and dust.

Willis needs to-

He needs to get Jason out of here.

"C'mon." He pulls Jason even closer in order to climb to his feet and not lose his hold on him. "Let's go, Jase."

He steps over the destruction around them, hurries through the smoke still rising in the air.

There are fingers grasping onto the front of his suit.

"D-a..a." Jason is barely able to get the sound out. His fingers are only just able to hold on to Willis. "D..aa..d..."

"I'm here." He holds onto Jason hard enough for both of them. "I'm here. Let's go home."

He doesn't have a home, anymore, but it doesn't matter. He might not have a team anymore, either, but it matters even less.

He has Jason.

That's all that matters.

[birdsareblooming]

evangelicals are a fucking disgrace and none of them are seeing heaven

[marshymarge]

screaming crying puking shitting pissing why doesnt anybody love farkas why does everyone shit all over him why do they agree with his baseless self-deprecation why why why why why

[youaremysunshine-court]

armand saying "are you asking, maître?" is a desperate plea for love. he's asking louis if, even once, he'll choose him. yes, he brings in their bdsm-y dynamic, but it's a test. you can see the split second of resignation on his face when louis chooses a human over him. its got to sting, he gives louis all his love, and louis spends half his time haunted by lestat, and the other half running around trying to find himself meanwhile armand is always waiting at home for him, promising to be all he needs. and louis throws it in his face again. and. again.

[ghost-bxrd]

HELLO GHOSTBIRD 🗣‼️‼️

HAVE YOU HEARD THAT THEYRE MAKING A DICK AND JASON MOVIE????

AND ITS CALLED THE DYNAMIC DUO?????

IM FROTHING AT THE MOUTH AAAAAAA

I did not!!!!

I looked it up just now and I am SO HYPED!!!

Like- any Jason and Dick content is food content. And a movie just for them? Yes pls omg

Really hoping they’re not gonna go the “Jason = evil, Dick = good” route tho 👁️

[averlym]

litany of the martyrs (click for better resolution!)

[xxplastic-cubexx]

idk the consensus on the last stand but old man charles and erik rolling up to lil ol young jean gray's home and sitting down with her like two old men about to adopt their daughter .. it makes my brain happy at the very least

[tequiilasunriise]

“In another life, I loved you right.”

“In another life, you loved me at all.”

Tag your ship(s).