#peter: this is such a good theory

[erinwantstowrite]

Ref: LoF Chapter 1

Jay this is KILLING me just wait until Peter finds out about Aquaman 😭

[thekingofspin]

Missing them hours

(fun fact: that's every hour)

[yank-a-ton]

Hey @dsunivers I was your @gtavfest valentine! This was lots of fun to work on, hope you like it!

[spookai69-420]

HORRID HENRY SPOILERS‼️‼️‼️

(Yes this is for my beloved nomz I’m sorry)

No looking nomz smh

Seeing Peter actually start going on the route of gifted child burnout hurts so so much man. Here’s my proof of it thus far(I have not finished the series yet);

As the show first began Peter was whiny but yk, he was happy to be around Henry and obviously looked up to him, wanting to be around him much much more.

Of course he got tricked by Henry and used by him multiple times but that was just normal for them I guess

And then their mom started pitting them against each other more, (main ex. I can think of rn is the Henry Tidies his Room episode, that had me seething tbh) and it seems that after that specific event Peter started to get much much more agitated with Henry imo.

Now around further in s2 he seems to not only be aggressive to Henry, he also plots against him much much more. Petrifying Peter is becoming real man

[gambitsheart]

on tonight's episode of keys' lawrence gordon brainrot: the theory that lawrence is basically the reason strahm got out of the water cube trap. strahm was literally searched and everything on his person was removed, we literally see his stuff on a table opposite the room. everything except the pen. and gordon is a doctor, he'd know that a tracheotomy would save strahm's life in this situation. pair this with the fact that hoffman 100% intended everyone in that building to die and was quite literally surprised when strahm came out alive, i think it's a pretty plausible theory. also because of how saw 3 and 4 were linked, i feel like lawrence was around at the time too, given everything going on with lynn. so basically i will be taking this theory and running with it so fast i trip and faceplant into another rare ship that has exactly two shippers /lh

[brashtea]

With Pavitr having been meant to choose between saving the bus or the chief, much like how Tobey McGuire's Peter was meant to choose between the bus or Mary Jane, I wonder if "chosing who to save" is another canon for all the spidey people. Are we going to see Miles have to make that choice?

[liketwoswansinbalance]

CONSIDER: Shadows and Light

The Symbolism Surrounding Rhian, Rafal, and the Pan

Fun fact: Under certain conditions, a flame will not cast a shadow.

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As we saw in Rise, Rhian could turn into a golden glow, turn into light, his non-human form, just as Rafal could turn into a shadow.

And those facts bring me to how the Pan subplot and the brothers' main plot might parallel each other more than we may think.

That Hook had to kill the Pan’s shadow was probably no accident. It likely couldn't have been a coincidence—it has to be a casual quality of the magic system in SGE and Peter Pan lore in general, no doubt.

So, we have: killing the shadow (the Pan's or symbolically, Rafal himself).

Rhian killed the shadow to his light.

And besides, an excess of light eradicates all shadows, and fire, specifically, can cast very distorted shadows because it's always in motion, and therefore, it's restless. This could mean fire as a light source could affect the shadow's "power," its appearance, just as Rhian, like a fairy-tale Nemesis (perhaps?), might have weakened Rafal as Rhian became stronger, and that Rhian had been a force that changed or warped Rafal as a person, while also becoming colder himself. Meanwhile, Rafal's hair curled slightly and he gained more color and warmth to his complexion towards the climax of their tale.

I wonder if, in getting his magic back from Hook when it was released, Rhian had been further corrupted or overpowered enough, to overpower Rafal (while, all the while, the Storian had been stripping Rafal of the magic he held) because it didn’t dissipate by itself, with the loss of his immortality(?). Hook could have been acting like a temporary storage unit for that magic, until it returned, meaning the Storian may not have been able to rescind it from Rhian directly.

(And did Kyma release Rhian's magic when it was transferred to her? Or did it just disappear/dissolve without returning to its owner?)

Then, we can ask ourselves: what was the only move that could kill Pan? Somehow, magically killing his shadow. His life source. The apparent source of his immortality.

And, Rhian killing the source of his former immortality (his brother, and as a result, their bond along with Rafal's death)? Well, that’s killing a shadow, too.

Thus, the two plots line up exactly.

Rafal was once Rhian's shadow, in a sense, the person who stayed by him, who saved him again and again. Thus, Rhian destroyed himself, to an extent, by killing that shadow. He not only killed his life source, the love that kept him alive, by severing the twins' bond, but lost a part of his identity when he killed Rafal. Thus, he ages. Like the Pan as he died, Rhian was no longer a perpetual youth, no longer a young "lost boy."

And sometimes, Rhian's shadow strayed too far and left him (Rafal deserting the School at the start), just as Pan’s shadow isn’t always right by the Pan himself. The Pan's shadow had a life and will of its own, seemingly, like Rafal did.

Rafal getting his own life, by venturing out, beyond the School, was one step away from having his identity always tied to Rhian. Maybe, just maybe, Rafal wasn't inseparable, inconceivable without Rhian (the light source), his other half. But, Rafal always did revolve around Rhian (when Rafal had his few, less selfish moments). Because, he simply can’t be brought up or thought of alone, at least not in the tales, in their world. One brother's presence always summons the other's to mind, when you talk about them. That’s how locked together, how insoluble their combined identity was, or plural roles were. The shadow was tethered to his object. They can’t be torn apart, not even in memory, which makes the nature of the tales themselves all the more reductive, dehumanizing, even.

[movedtodykedvonte]

So confused where fandom/fic writers got this interpretation that Miles does stupid shit that doesn’t make sense or barely works out in the end or puts his friends in unnecessary danger all the time. Like in both movies the others simply underestimate him and don’t understand what Miles is doing cause he thinks like Miles, not like your everyday Spiderman. He uses his Venom Strike to throw Kingpin in the ITSV movie and literally saves Gwen and Peter because they went into battle less than ready. Then had the entire plan to lure the Spiders in ATSV, yet I keep seeing him written like he doesn’t think or gets his friends in trouble even when he understands the danger. Most of the time his different thinking has helped or led people to fix personal issues.

The first movie alone pretty much sets in stone that the exact opposite of what he wants is others to get hurt by his actions, inactions or the actions of others and trying to live up to that belief and the expectations it carries. Across the Spider-verse hammers it home with how he constantly tries to save people because that’s what he should do, rather than listen to some theory that is clearly not absolute at best and outright wrong at worst. Every fic has him being the one to cause issues and not fix them when his planning and actions literally helped save Gayatri and her father.  (c’mon we know the glitching was the spot)

Yeah, I get making him stubborn or strong willed cause he doesn’t listen all the time but usually it’s for a good and valid reason, if he listened every time he was told not to, guess how many of our beloved characters would be dead?

[benevolenterrancy]

I think this was probably pre-Hogan and the underground network, when information wasn't really getting in and often bad news about the homefront couldn't be verified. When it sometimes became just a bit too overwhelming to deal with in the dark and the cold...

[orgyofthedamned]

still reeling from that article like you were just okay with this old man filming three movies while he was dying of cancer... hello???? 😭 this is supposed to be heartwarming???

[tenrose]

Doctor Who 🤝 Fringe: having your loved one glowing from parallel universe energy and fucking up my ships.

Honorable mention to the creator of this very niche angsty interest of me: His Dark Materials

[sadgirlautumn]

This will definitely change as I listen to the album more but this is pretty accurate right now.

[the-ephemeral-ethereal]

A good procedure is one that has the capacity to reliably answer the questions we put to it.

from Theory and Reality by Peter Godfrey-Smith 

[justasmut26]

My dangerous man

(MDNI)

The most dangerous man you have ever dated...was currently trying to get your attention from your book.

You looked up from your page, surprised that he had come home early from patrol, his suit torn and raggedy.

Small cuts appeared on his body, but you knew not to worry over those; it was the big wounds that he tried to hide from you that made you panic.

"You're back early! Did...something happen?" you ask, a strange, dazed look on his face as he stepped on through the window.

He didn't answer, chucking his helmet in the corner of your room, stepping closer with an intense look on his face, his eyes gazing into you as if you were the only thing in the world.

And then you saw the hunger in his gaze, as he took in your pajamas (cotton shorts and one of his long t-shirts that you'd stolen from him), his gaze lingering on your legs for too long.

"H-how did the mission go? Who was it that you were after again?" you asked, trying to break the tension.

"Poison Ivy." Jason expressed, and for a moment, your heart stopped.

You now had a hunch on why he was acting the way he was, wanting to test the theory but also a bit skittish on his behavior.

You remember a conversation of long ago that you had with Jason, how Poison Ivy had gotten even more annoying ever since she had developed aphrodisiac spores. She'd use it sparingly, but when she did, Jason admitted to you that it took him hours of jerking off before it was out of his system.

And this is the first time it had happened since you two started dating.

"Jason." you say, holding up your hands out to him in case he got too close. "I-I know what happened to you, and I can leave if you want to-"

He had you cornered then, putting his hands on either side of you as he leaned into you, trapping you against the wall.

"Why would I want you to leave? Especially when you look so good", he inhaled then, "And smell so good?"

At this point, you're trembling a little, and he's gotten so close, you can smell the leather and the faint smell of rain coming off of him.

This was new territory for you, mostly because out of the three brothers, Jason had managed to find self-control, treating you with respect, and always careful when he made love to you.

But now, he looked at you as if he was starved, and his muscles flexed, as if he was trying to keep himself under control, and not scare you away.

And in a way, it was hot. Jason who was level-headed. and always looked at you with adoration and love was now looking at you like as if he had a million things he wanted to do to you.

So maybe this gives you the confidence to push his buttons a little. You reach out and trace the side of his jaw, his eyes closing as he shudders. As he does so, all you can think about is how long Jason had to jerk himself off to get the aphrodisiac spores from his system, and you're wondering if it'll take that long for him to get better if he uses you instead.

"Y/N," he struggles out, keeping his body locked as his eyes stay closed. "If this is too much, tell me and I'll leave."

"Where will you go, this is your apartment?"

"To the Manor or something." he says, leaning over so his nose is now grazing your shoulder.

"Does...does it hurt?" you ask instead, and he shakes his head.

"The spores effect the excitatory neurotransmitters* to shoot off more excitement to the neurons which causes arousal to happen." he breathes, and for some reason, you find that very hot.

Just how brainy he is, and the way he's struggling to keep himself in check.

"Wow, you said a lot of words." you tease, brushing your lips against his jaw.

He lets out a sound, and it's one you've never heard of before.

You made Jason Peter Todd whimper.

That unlocks something in you, because all of a sudden, you're helping him take off his suit, tracing his chest with your hands as your lips kiss his neck, and he's so caught off guard that he's frozen at first before he starts helping you help him get undressed.

When you're reaching for his pants, Jason snaps out of it then, pulling you up and plopping you down on the bed. Your shorts are gone, underwear flying next, and you're both surprised and impressed how quick he works.

"I need you to be ready." he murmurs, as he leans down, spreading your thighs open, and his tongue grazing your clit.

It's not something you're expecting, and a soft gasp of surprise escapes you, but Jason tightens his hold on your thighs his mouth going to work as he licks and sucks your pussy, his fingers going in and out of you.

In no time, he has you moaning, and laying back on the bed as your hips arch up to him but his hold is so firm, you couldn't really move even if you wanted to, your legs resting over his shoulders.

When you orgasm, it's so intense, your body arches off the bed, but he doesn't stop there, licking you clean, and then pulling off your shirt and pushing your bra to the side as his fingers rub your peaked nipples, making the stimulation build up again.

"W-wait-" you try to stutter out, so sensitive from your first orgasm.

But Jason doesn't hear, going back to town, this time rubbing and touching your breasts, and licking and sucking on your clit making you cum again.

You're lying there then, feeling dazed from the first two orgasms he's given you, when he stands up, dropping his pants, and you see his erection basically getting ready to burst free from his boxers.

"Let me know if it's too rough." he says, and you nod, as he fists his cock a little, a soft groan escaping him.

He puts a condom on, and then with slowed urgency, goes through your cunt, shuddering a bit as he feels you adjust.

And then...he begins to thrust.

Slow, because he's appreciating the view, rubbing and pinching your breasts and nipples, and when that's not enough for him, leaning down and his mouth suckling on your nipples, making you let out a moan.

That's when Jason breaks, starting to increase in thrusting, holding your hips in place as he keeps going, making you buck and moan, and groan, your hands trying to reach for him and hold on to him, but he's not having it, pinning your wrists down as he goes the same pace but rougher, biting the top of your breast causing you to moan even louder.

"Come on baby, give me a little more, just a little more." he whispers, as he grunts, and continues on thrusting into you, the pleasure building up as you finally break when his fingers rub your clit oh so slowly.

This time, your vision is a bit spotty, and you're trying to catch your breath when you realize that Jason has only pulled out long enough to change his condom, and change your position, making you lay on your stomach.

"Jay, I-" you start to say, but he's already in you, doing it doggy style, as he guides your hips with his large hands, slamming down on him, his cock going deeper in you than before.

You don't even bother hiding the noises, feeling him lean over as he cups your breasts, rubbing and touch, and pinching your nipples.

You finally cum when he spanks your ass, him following suit after, and you wonder how long it'll be before the spores have left his system.

2 hours. It took two hours of pleasuring, of sexing, of so much damn orgasm after orgasm before Jason finally tapped out, leaving you ruined. He threw away the used condoms, careful to clean you as he tried not to fall asleep instantly from the euphoria he had of having sex with you.

Meanwhile, you lie there limp, trying to gather your bearings because he did indeed fuck the shit out of you. He wipes you off, and down, pulling you close as he cuddles you, kissing your face gently.

"H...holy shit..." you rasp, voice overused from crying out his name.

"I'm sorry." Jason says, and you wave off his apology, too exhausted to really say anything.

You both lie together as sleep takes over.

[costumersupportdept]

I have developed a Theory that the reason so many theaters seem to have absolutely batshit bureaucratic/management problems is a twofold miasma of stupidity that it takes a lot of willpower/clarity to NOT get sucked into.

1)The Peter Principle/"failing up." Laurence J Peter describes this as "employees (being) promoted based on their success in previous jobs until they reach a level at which they are no longer competent, as skills in one job do not necessarily translate to another. " I, while a pretty good draper (costume patternmaker) and a reasonably good costume team lead, am absolutely abhorrent at dealing with paperwork beyond what I need to do the actual costuming. I do not enjoy or do well with spreadsheets or budgeting or trying to assemble work calendars. I do not want to do jobs that take that.

HOWEVER: Miasma 2.

2) The only way to get paid more is to move up (usually). This means that if I want to make more than I'm currently making at the top of one hierarchy, I have to move into a different one, and that one is the personnel management and spreadsheet one. Since theater is a low paying gig at the best of times, people will generally jump at chances to make more money if they can get them.

Which creates its own twofold nightmare- people who get promoted may not actually know what they're doing in the spreadsheets and personnel end of the world, AND/OR you've just taken a Really Good artist out of the Art end of things and plopped them into the Paperwork end of things, sometimes with a promise that they will still get to Art (spoiler, that rarely works out).

So SINCE theater is a mediocre paying job AT BEST, there's almost an enforced scramble into higher and higher levels *away* from The Art, which means (back to the Peter Principle) you wind up with admin folks who may have been great artists, but are NOT equipped be businesspeople or Leaders of Men (in the generic) at all.

And it takes a LOT of stubborn refusal to budge and boundary drawing to be a person who WANTS TO STAY IN THE ART, because that subtle/sometimes not subtle push upwards for $$ is always happening.

Now, how do we fix it? Well, it's going to have to be a multipronged approcach, but I know we could START with paying the Art Level Folks more to calm down the aggressive climb upwards.

[liketwoswansinbalance]

The Pan Soul Theory

I definitely remember Hook talking about the Pan, and telling Rafal how his sister was taken from him, and corrupted by the Pan, just because the Pan was a handsome boy, probably like the trickster villain archetype. He was too attractive and beguiling for Hook’s sister’s own good because her loyalties are now to the Pan.

Was this a throwaway line or groundwork set-up for Fall? We know the Hook name is a bloodline. But what about the Pan? Was an explanation given in Rise? If so, I don’t entirely remember it. To be eternal nemeses either requires unusual longevity, or a tradition of inheritance.

So, is the Pan an immortal being? Has there only ever been one Pan? I think that this is or will be the case.

Or, is the Pan an entity that after a long while takes on new hosts? To feed off of?

Or, is the Pan a bloodline? Or, is the Pan a bloodline with one immortal spirit of the Pan after the next, until the next immortal Pan destroys the one prior or merges with it?

Now, the theory I have is that Rafal is either consumed by the Pan, and kills Rhian (either intentionally, because he mistook Rhian for Hook, or for another reason altogether). Or, Rafal disguises as the Pan, for a certain battle strategy/desperate plan he does or doesn’t tell Rhian about, and makes a mistake, does something wrong, or kills Rhian by accident.

Or, the Pan could simply breathe Rafal’s soul, and cause general havoc, leaving Rafal’s body an empty shell of himself. (Since his soul is now mostly inhabiting a new vessel.)

Honestly, before Rise, I never thought of souls as something transferable in the Endless Woods. Imagine if they were a currency. So much could be done with that concept alone. I thought only appearances could shift by magic, so the thought of souls doing the same is interesting and dark on its own.

Or, in any case, at any point in the story, the Pan could usurp the seat of Rafal’s mind, so Rafal becomes the Pan only internally. He’d still retain his appearance as Rafal.

(If I'm right about this, by hook and by crook, call me a Seer!)

This theory is probably a reach, but some possible evidence could be:

Rafal already has clear traits in common with the Pan. Immortality and eternal youth. An association with shadows. The power of flight.

The Hort vs. Rafal (one-sided?) rivalry in TLEA could be a mirror held up to the Hook (the bloodline, not the character James Hook) vs. Pan rivalry.

There’s also Scourie, the pirate who was Hort’s father, killed by Peter Pan.

Also, I wonder if the concept/identity of the Pan or Peter Pan has evolved over time in the Woods because what is in the present-day storybooks may not match the Pan that will likely be a villain of Fall. The telling of the story could have transformed it into something else over generations, until the original version was lost. And, that would all be dependent on who survived to tell the tale. Either that, or the Storian (in the role of antagonist or divine intervention/record-keeping) twisted the tale beyond recognition.

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Also, the Jolly Roger could play a part in Fall. We have already seen the Igraine and the Inagrotten, so the existence of yet another mythical ship is not too far off.