#theme | scene

[paperlignes]

WHAT WE DO IN THE SHADOWS (2019-2024) SEASON 6, EPISODE 5: NANDOR'S ARMY

[seventeendeer]

ppl are too quick to point to laios' disability as the reason his friends think he's a freak sometimes. so many instances of laios getting yelled at are, in my eyes, a case of "this guy had to emotionally mature very early in order to be there for his little sister" combined with "much older friends who never had to learn to manage their own emotions to the same degree"

a lot of the time he's right about needing to be more direct/deal with things in a way that may seem scary/needing to put your gut reaction aside. he tries not to make his friends uncomfortable and he puts up with a lot because he's trying to keep the peace, but he also pushes the others out of their comfort zones purposefully to try to get them to think more constructively. everyone else in the party is prone to acting on their gut instincts and avoiding uncomfortable situations even when facing them head-on is very much necessary. part of what makes laios such a great leader is the fact that he knows from experience how to put his own feelings aside to help someone else grow.

yes, he does make a lot of social blunders by accident and he does struggle to connect with others, but not all of his positive influence on others is accidental or "despite" making people uncomfortable. a lot of the time, I think it's clear he knows exactly what he's doing and he's trying to help the people around him process emotions in a healthy way as they all go through some truly harrowing shit. all the main characters support each other as well as they can with their unique emotional skillsets. laios' skillset just happens to be "gently talk child into eating her vegetables"

[weedle-testaburger]

RTD SAID TRANS RIGHTS AND THE DOCTOR IS TRANS ALL IN ONE FUCKING MADLAD

[id-pack-archive]

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Scenemo Names | ac!d. acid. adder. aisling. alex. alice. alix. amethyst. annabelle. ash. ashlee. ashley. aspen. avril. axe. ayesha. bates. bell. bella. belladonna. bellatrix. billy. blair. blitz. bloodie. bloodscene. blythe. bow. bree. candi. celeste. chase. checkerz. clarity. coraline. couture. crow. cyril. cyrus. demi. demonia. devin. dizzy. ebony. electra. elliot. emery. emmett. emo. erin. evan. gavin. gerard. ghostie. gloom. gray. gutz. havoc. hazel. heyley. hunter. hyde. ink. iris. ivory. ivy. jade. jasper. jax. jet. jett. julie. kai kandi. kandiz. kat. kayden. killer. kitt. kobi. kyler. lapis. lee. lexie. luna. lynx. lyxzen. maddox. madeline. mae. malice. marceline. mars. midnight. mika. neo. nina. nora. nyx. obscene. octavia. onix. onyx. opal. orchid. pearl. phantom. phoenix. pierce, pitch. pixie. punk. rain. raine. rainer. rave. raven. raver. razorz. reaper. ripley. rogue. ronnie. rose. rouge. roux. rubi. ruby ruby. sable. salem. sally. sapphire. sash. sasha. scythe. silvi. silvia. smoke. smokey. snow. sonya. soot. sparrow. spike. splatter. stella. stripe. sunny. suzi. suzie. suzy. taffi. taffy. tempest. travis. trend. tyler. vesper. vivi. wentz. wesley. willow. wound. xander. z!m. zach. zack. zade. zaire. zak. zander. zara. zero. ziggy. zim. zircon. zoe. zyair.

Pronouns | 3ds/3d. 3rr0r/3rr0r. 666/666. 2000/2000. :3/:3. ?!/!?. ay/aym. bark/bark. bi/bim. bite/bite. black/black. bling/blingee. blood/blood. bone/bone. bow/bow. brace/bracelet. bright/colour. byte/byte. cat/cat. cata/catatonic. ce/cer. check/checkered. chem/chem. cir/circut. cos/co. cry/cry. dead/dead. death/death. dino/dino. e/e. emo/emo. epic/epic. ev/ev. exe/exe. ey/em. eye/strain. fang/fang. fringe/fringe. ghost/ghost. gir/gir. gir/girz. glit/glitter. glitter/glitter. glow/glow. glow/stick. gore/gore. grr/grr. gun/gun. gut/gut. gut/guts. h3/h1m. hor/horror. hx/hxm. it/it. ix/ix. kan/kandi. kand/kandi. kandi/kandi. kandi/kandiz. kill/kill. kit/kit. knife/knife. lix/lix. luv/luv. mask/mask. meow/meow. mew/mew. mlp/mlp. mon/monster. music/music. neo/neon. neon/neon. net/net. nya/nya. nya/nyan. nyan/cat. pika/pikachu. pix/pix. pixel/pixel. plur/plur. pony/pony. pop/pop. pop/tart. queen/queen. quiet/quiet. rain/rain. rainbow/rainbow. rave/rave. rawr/rawr. raz/razor. red/red. rei/reina. scene/scene. scene/scenes. scene/scenester. scream/scream. sh3/h3r. si/silent. skull/skull. slash/slash. slice/slice. spi/spider. spook/spook. stab/stab. stick/sticker. sticker/sticker. stud/stud. thxy/thxm. tutu/tutu. txt/txt. vamp/vamp. video/game. x3/x3. x]/x]. XD/XD. xe/xem. xey/xem. xy/xyr. ze/zem. ze/zer. zi/zim. zim/zim. zom/zombie. zomb/zomb.

SCENEMO NAMES ⌇　ac!d.　 acid.　 adder.　 aisling.　 alex.　 alice.　 alix.　 amethyst.　 annabelle.　 ash.　 ashlee.　 ashley.　 aspen.　 avril.　 axe.　 ayesha.　 bates.　 bell.　 bella.　 belladonna.　 bellatrix.　 billy.　 blair.　 blitz.　 bloodie.　 bloodscene.　 blythe.　 bow.　 bree.　 candi.　 celeste.　 chase.　 checkerz.　 clarity.　 coraline.　 couture.　 crow.　 cyril.　 cyrus.　 demi.　 demonia.　 devin.　 dizzy.　 ebony.　 electra.　 elliot.　 emery.　 emmett.　 emo.　 erin.　 evan.　 gavin.　 gerard.　 ghostie.　 gloom.　 gray.　 gutz.　 havoc.　 hazel.　 heyley.　 hunter.　 hyde.　 ink.　 iris.　 ivory.　 ivy.　 jade.　 jasper.　 jax.　 jet.　 jett.　 julie.　 kai kandi.　 kandiz.　 kat.　 kayden.　 killer.　 kitt.　 kobi.　 kyler.　 lapis.　 lee.　 lexie.　 luna.　 lynx.　 lyxzen.　 maddox.　 madeline.　 mae.　 malice.　 marceline.　 mars.　 midnight.　 mika.　 neo.　 nina.　 nora.　 nyx.　 obscene.　 octavia.　 onix.　 onyx.　 opal.　 orchid.　 pearl.　 phantom.　 phoenix.　 pierce, pitch.　 pixie.　 punk.　 rain.　 raine.　 rainer.　 rave.　 raven.　 raver.　 razorz.　 reaper.　 ripley.　 rogue.　 ronnie.　 rose.　 rouge.　 roux.　 rubi.　 ruby ruby.　 sable.　 salem.　 sally.　 sapphire.　 sash.　 sasha.　 scythe.　 silvi.　 silvia.　 smoke.　 smokey.　 snow.　 sonya.　 soot.　 sparrow.　 spike.　 splatter.　 stella.　 stripe.　 sunny.　 suzi.　 suzie.　 suzy.　 taffi.　 taffy.　 tempest.　 travis.　 trend.　 tyler.　 vesper.　 vivi.　 wentz.　 wesley.　 willow.　 wound.　 xander.　 z!m.　 zach.　 zack.　 zade.　 zaire.　 zak.　 zander.　 zara.　 zero.　 ziggy.　 zim.　 zircon.　 zoe.　 zyair.

PRONOUNS ⌇　3ds/3d.　 3rr0r/3rr0r.　 666/666.　 2000/2000.　 :3/:3.　 ?!/!?.　 ay/aym.　 bark/bark.　 bi/bim.　 bite/bite.　 black/black.　 bling/blingee.　 blood/blood.　 bone/bone.　 bow/bow.　 brace/bracelet.　 bright/colour.　 byte/byte.　 cat/cat.　 cata/catatonic.　 ce/cer.　 check/checkered.　 chem/chem.　 cir/circut.　 cos/co.　 cry/cry.　 dead/dead.　 death/death.　 dino/dino.　 e/e.　 emo/emo.　 epic/epic.　 ev/ev.　 exe/exe.　 ey/em.　 eye/strain.　 fang/fang.　 fringe/fringe.　 ghost/ghost.　 gir/gir.　 gir/girz.　 glit/glitter.　 glitter/glitter.　 glow/glow.　 glow/stick.　 gore/gore.　 grr/grr.　 gun/gun.　 gut/gut.　 gut/guts.　 h3/h1m.　 hor/horror.　 hx/hxm.　 it/it.　 ix/ix.　 kan/kandi.　 kand/kandi.　 kandi/kandi.　 kandi/kandiz.　 kill/kill.　 kit/kit.　 knife/knife.　 lix/lix.　 luv/luv.　 mask/mask.　 meow/meow.　 mew/mew.　 mlp/mlp.　 mon/monster.　 music/music.　 neo/neon.　 neon/neon.　 net/net.　 nya/nya.　 nya/nyan.　 nyan/cat.　 pika/pikachu.　 pix/pix.　 pixel/pixel.　 plur/plur.　 pony/pony.　 pop/pop.　 pop/tart.　 queen/queen.　 quiet/quiet.　 rain/rain.　 rainbow/rainbow.　 rave/rave.　 rawr/rawr.　 raz/razor.　 red/red.　 rei/reina.　 scene/scene.　 scene/scenes.　 scene/scenester.　 scream/scream.　 sh3/h3r.　 si/silent.　 skull/skull.　 slash/slash.　 slice/slice.　 spi/spider.　 spook/spook.　 stab/stab.　 stick/sticker.　 sticker/sticker.　 stud/stud.　 thxy/thxm.　 tutu/tutu.　 txt/txt.　 vamp/vamp.　 video/game.　 x3/x3.　 x]/x].　 XD/XD.　 xe/xem.　 xey/xem.　 xy/xyr.　 ze/zem.　 ze/zer.　 zi/zim.　 zim/zim.　 zom/zombie.　 zomb/zomb.

[loveexpelrevolt]

How about the winner get a kiss from the loser? Do you wanna end up in a coma? You can drain my energy any time, chère. Gambit has plenty.

GAMBIT & ROGUE | X-Men '97 1.03 "Fire Made Flesh"

[elfcollector]

I think I need to go to camp for a while. Be alone. Scream at the sky.

[thedreadvampy]

people seriously pretending EEAAO is overrated suddenly bc it swept awards? it swept awards largely because it is very very very good. I cried like someone who's just had a religious revelation BOTH times I watched it bc it touched something raw and real and beautiful but it was also just very, very funny. everyone's performance kills and the concept is creative and interesting and doesn't distract from the emotional core. you guys are just contrarian.

[marisatomay]

thought about this again. kind of amazing how we’re all just chasing ways to duplicate how this scene makes us feel, either in life or in art.

[poorly-drawn-mdzs]

At your side [End of Season 2]

[First] Prev <–-> Next

[greenqueenhightower]

The ending scene at the sept is peak cinema to me because it frames inescapable tragedy as one possibly averted had Rhaenyra and Alicent not let that chasm deepen between them, and had they put aside their pride and differences and met sooner. There is now nothing left to be done and for the first time, they realize just how powerless they are in stopping the current from sweeping everyone away. They leave the sept discovering that lighting candles doesn't bond them anymore, as they have each previously lit the fuse of the dangerous war that will devour all of them, with their own hands.

[paperlignes]

GUILLERMO AND NANDOR WHAT WE DO IN THE SHADOWS (2019-2024) SEASON 6, EPISODE 4: THE RAILROAD

[anteomnia]

just endlessly thinking about blue eye samurai.

thinking about how akemi, taigen, and mizu are if a coin had three sides or maybe just the two and mizu is the bridge of metal between them.

akemi being the ideal image for women, for the life they endure. she was simultaneously a princess, a prostitute, and a prisoner. her entire life was men making decisions for her, even the ones that had good intentions, and she believed her deepest desire was freedom. it still is, but she has been revealed to this heinous predicament of her gender, and she’s realized that to reach true freedom as a woman is to be the bird in the cage, to play nice and to earn the love of a man until he buys her a bigger cage and a bigger cage until he trusts her not to fly away. and it'll never be true freedom, but it will come with power. it'll come with the freedom of only one master rather than many.

taigen being the ideal image of a man. not all powerful, but not weak. he had a taste of what it'd be to succeed, and when it was taken from him, that easy success, he mistook it for his honor. he hunted mizu down to kill him, and instead he saved him. he saved him and saved him and he came closer to killing mizu when they were on the cliff's edge, and just when he gets to the point where he may actually fight mizu, he's tortured for information on him. he is tortured. Literally tortured within an inch of his life, enduring such a heinous violence, and he refuses to break. this man was a fight, was the torturer, and the victim of his torturing could've been his salvation from pain but he refused. mizu gave back taigen's honor but not by fighting him.

akemi wanted freedom and learned she would need power to have it.

taigen wanted power and learned that the violence that came with it was infinite and dishonorable.

and then there's mizu. mizu who wants revenge, wants acceptance. arguably the same things as them both. mizu wants acceptance, the freedom of living and the freedom to love and be loved. mizu wants revenge, which follows after violence and power, to get said acceptance. she thinks she must do both, have both, to live peacefully, and she's blatant about how she will not live without either.

she's given acceptance with the blacksmith, her "mother," her husband, but she sees the flecks of avoidance in it.

the blacksmith will not hear of her true gender. her "mother" will not acknowledge the crime of her birth. her husband can't find tolerance for the violence within her, the man of her.

and so she has to balance the woman and man of her, the ronin and the bride. taigen and akemi. and it's meeting mizu that they start to unravel their own identities.

mizu, who is both, and akemi and taigen who thought themselves one but turned out to be neither.

god.

[kagoutiss]

lofty ambitions

[nobleriver]

Rick and Michonne Grimes - Their Journey Over the Years

It's a broken world, Michonne. And you're the only thing that puts it back together. Til my last breath I am yours.

[dekariosclan]

Imagine Gale as a talented and impressive young man, able to compose the Weave at will, skilled in a way that few can match, and favored by the Goddess of Magic herself. Imagine that because of these accomplishments, he’s caught the eye of a few up-and-coming magic adepts, and he falls in love with one of them—his first real love. Gale isn’t one to toss the ‘L’ word around lightly, so when he tells them he loves them, he means it; he gives himself over to them completely.

And in return, they love him for his potential. For his status. For the magic he can command. They love the wizard they see on the surface, but not the man underneath. They are attracted to his power, but not to him.

So of course the relationship fails, after the thrill of his magic wears off. But because Gale is a resilient young man and he’s caught the eye of so many, he soon falls in love with another.

And then it happens again. And again.

And each time Gale’s heart is ravaged, his ambition to become a better wizard grows, because he’s being shown time and time again that his magic ability is all that matters.

So much so that, by the time Mystra decides to elevate him from Favored to Chosen to Lover, he welcomes her with eager, desperate arms. Because if all his worth is in his magic, and that’s all he has to offer, and that’s all anyone wants from him, who better to love him than the Goddess of Magic herself?

Except…there’s a nagging voice in the back of his head that whispers she doesn’t really love him. There’s anxiety in his heart as time passes, and he reaches both the limit of what his talents can do and what Mystra will allow him to do. And most troubling of all: a growing panic that, just like his other lovers, she will soon grow tired of him and discard him if he can’t improve his magic any further.

He tries pouting, and pleading, and begging her to let him take more power, to let him be more for her, but she refuses. Smiles patronizingly. Tells him to be patient. But Gale can’t be patient when his power is tied so closely to his self-worth; he can’t be patient when doing so in the past has only ever lead to heartache.

So he does what he believes will be a Grand Romantic Gesture, one that will finally put him on equal footing with the woman he loves. Instead, it turns out to be a folly that dooms him and destroys his talents. And just as he’d always feared, Mystra tosses him aside the moment his magical gifts are gone—because what’s left of him holds no value for her.

————

Imagine Gale in his tower, alone, afraid, the ever-hungry orb in his chest, with only his tressym there to help him. No other friends to speak of. His colleagues forced to keep away for their own safety. His magical talents utterly stripped down, so that even when he does try and distract himself with illusions, he’s bitterly reminded of what he used to be capable of. Waking every morning wondering if it will be his last, ending every day full of loneliness and disappointment.

…and then he meets Tav.

At the lowest point in his life, at his most vulnerable, when he knows he’s going to be considered a burden, he meets this stranger and their group. So he does what he can to be useful—assigning himself to be camp cook, offering up his (now meager) magic skills, turning the charm up to 11—as he desperately hopes this will somehow work out. He’s pleasantly surprised when, after providing only minor details of his condition, Tav agrees to help him. He’s even more surprised when they actually follow through.

Imagine how Gale feels as Tav treats him kindly. As he grows to trust Tav, and then grows to like them. Imagine his surprise as he opens up and shows them more and more of himself, and they don’t turn him away.

But then his condition worsens. And he has to reveal everything: the foolish mistakes he’s made, and how dangerous he is as a result. He clings to Tav’s hand as he shows them his folly. He’s at their mercy now, and he knows this might be the last time he’ll ever feel the touch of another being, if they decide—and Gods, why wouldn’t they decide?—to cast him out.

…but they don’t. They don’t. Instead, they tell him to stay.

Imagine the relief Gale feels. The gratitude. And perhaps…just a hint of something more. Something that he dare not name, but that flares to life every time he thinks of how warm their hand was in his. Something that feels dangerously close to jealousy, when he’s had too much to drink and sees Tav smiling at another…

But he knows these are all foolish thoughts, because he has nothing to offer Tav. They are wonderful just as they are, but he…he is an empty shell of a man, a discarded husk of a wizard, and while they might tolerate him, he could never believe they might actually want him.

And besides, he still thinks of Mystra. He still longs for Mystra. She who cast him out, but to whom he still feels tethered. Sometimes he needs to cocoon himself in the weave, just to try and calm his fears and bring some joy back to his life, because magic is his life. And sometimes he just needs to see her face, even though that hurts as much as it heals.

One night he’s lost in thought, having conjured Mysta’s image after settling down at camp. Thinking that even if she hadn’t ‘loved’ him—certainly not in the way he’d loved her—she’d given him enough otherwise, hadn’t she? She’d amused him and been amused by him, they’d shared countless pleasures, why hadn’t he been satisfied with that?

Gale is so lost in thought he doesn’t realize Tav has come up behind him. Until they ask a question, startling him out of his trance. He’s a bit shaken, so he tries to turn the conversation from Mystra to the weave itself. And then a wonderful idea occurs to him, something that he’d been toying with already: what if they were to conjure the weave together?

He can show Tav how important magic is to him, let them experience what he does, perhaps even impress them a bit. But most importantly, share a moment with them. As friends would do…

He’s elated when Tav agrees. He leads them through the steps effortlessly, and they’re a surprisingly good student, following his instructions correctly (if a bit clumsily). He’s as excited as they are—perhaps even more so!—when they succeed in channeling the weave.

It’s such a pleasant, familiar feeling for him, like coming home to his tower in Waterdeep. Even as the weave connects him with Tav and makes them one, he’s easily able to hide his innermost thoughts, because he’s done it so many times before.

…but he’s forgotten that Tav has not.

————

Imagine Gale knowing every romantic partner he ever had only wanted him because of how he could raise their status, or how he could amuse them, or how he could command magic for them. And, each time, he was happy to oblige them, even desperate to oblige them, because if that was the price of their love, then he was sure it would be worth it.

But it still all came to nothing.

Now imagine Gale connected in an intimate way with someone he likes very, very much—while being what he considers his lowest, most worthless, and most humbled self. As far from the powerful, impressive wizard he once was as he could ever be. And suddenly a vision enters his mind from the lovely creature standing next to him. Only, to his complete and utter shock, it isn’t one where he is providing them with a service, or wowing them with his magical ability, or granting them some kind of power from one of the spells he commands.

Instead, when he sees their desire laid bare before him, it’s a vision of kissing him. Of holding his hand. The two most basic forms of affection and physical connection. The two things that he would still be able to offer them even if every last ounce of his remaining magical abilities were stripped from him. The two things he could share with them even if he was no longer Gale of Waterdeep, and just plain old Gale Dekarios instead.

Imagine the embarrassment and trepidation he feels at first, because surely he is mistaken?…and then the elation when he realizes that he is not. So much elation that his concentration is broken, the weave dissipating as he forgets about channeling it, as he forgets about Mystra. Because all that matters to him now is the image before him—the most pleasant and welcome image he’s seen in a very, very long time.

Imagine how that would feel…and how besotted, enamored and completely devoted he’d be to Tav afterwards. To know that someone finally—finally—just wants him.

Just imagine.

[arcanegifs]

#ARCTOBER DAY 9: Rivalry ↳ "Oh, what's the matter, Mylo? You worried Powder's gonna beat you again."