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#as much as i like david tennant like.. can we just let go and move on? please?
ovenproofowl · 5 months
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So ten's face coming back had nothing to do about closure or accepting regeneration as a natural cycle, letting go and moving forward like every face that had come before or after ..
instead he's just sticking around.. indefinitely..
cool.
i'm gonna lie down.
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thesherrinfordfacility · 10 months
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✨ episode 1/2 - running commentary✨
- ok so im slightly disappointed that it's the eps i watched in the screening BUT IM DETERMINED TO LOVE IT ANYWAY SO WE REMAIN OPTIMISTIC AND WE MOVE~~
- angel crowley is so young and innocent my poor boy he's been through so much
- like now im watching it, it feels like putting it in a cinema was a Bad Choice and maybe that's why I didn't like it??? it feels way more authentic and cosy on tv
- im sorry but crowley sounds like such an old man in the park scene, "frozen peas... it's good for them too🙂"
- seriously this is so much more palatable on tv format i can't get over it
- OH MAGGIE I LOVE YOU
- aziraphale god bless ur little cotton socks
- god crowley's legs got me SWEATIN
- ugh crowleys hand in the cafe is so FRUITY
- lmao "purely selfish action" aziraphale is so self aware and I love it
- no im sorry but goob is the fucking star of the show you cannot change my mind but dialogue and delivery wise he is currently CARRYING
- Dartmoor mention had me creasing, that's literally on my doorstep
- aziraphale's bitchy ass face then he sits down in the backroom honestly watered my crops and healed nature
- okay im sorry but the dialogue is still a little off for me I won't lie💀
- beelzebub's accent is just 😘👌 perfect, but equally feel like they'd be perfect in a production of oliver
- god believe me i feel for nina but... I... do not like her, and they are NOT suited for each other at all
- I LEARNT MY PASSION IN THE GOOD OLD FASHIONED SCHOOL OF LOVER BOYS
- that dance is so low effort I'm sorry it should have been the macarena or cha cha slide
- crowley's bow tho is so hot he's so graceful he looks like a swan
- and yeah the refs to the other years that aziraphale did the dance is GIVING ME HEART PALPITATIONS ugh
- he and goob are like cats on a hot tin roof like IMMEDIATE hissing vibes
- lmao ok so that episode does end there then... such a weird ending im sorry but yeah let's fully retract the alternate episode theory (but @prime you need to hire me for s3 just a thought bc 👀)
- anyway ep2 I'm sorry but the angelic herald speech thing is cute and funny but also so cringe hmmm
- gabriel is lord farquaad ugh
- I HAVE TO REMEMBER THIS IS A COMEDY UGH but i miss the slightly serious undertones in s1 sob god I hope they come back later on
- UGH THE TURTLENECK🥵🥵🥵🥵🥵
- shax is mommy I don't make the rules
- I noted it in the screening but angel wings for earrings, Maggie????
- nice job on the lie aziraphale well done once again making excellent choices you're so smart and valid (utter moron)
- "SOUNDS A BIT UNLIKELY" LMAO GET FUCKED CROWLEY
- oh goob you really are going through it my bby I love u
- crowley's face after may god forgive you KILLS ME this scene is honestly the stand out one in both ep1 and ep2 if you ask me
- TY TY TY god bless u but you also make me so uncomfortable
- jobs youngest kid truly gives me life
- lmao the fact that aziraphale does actually recognise when crowley tempts him is hilarious tho bc he just conveniently disregards it by the bench scene in s1 hmmm character development or character regression WHO KNOWS
- ok no I'm sorry but the mukbang scene is so unnecessary and uncomfortable
- "whack the kids" honestly the best line of this scene imo, but upon reflection and rewatching it, crowley's demeanour is rather heartbreaking whilst he's reclined getting ratted
- FRANCES FRANCES FRANCES ✨💓
- 'but just to be able to ask the question' UGH CROWLEY STOP
- lmao shoemaking and obstetrics what a combo god bless
- THEY CAN ARRIVE AT ANY SIZE lmao and Michael is too sharp for their own good... but I do hate that gabriel is utterly inept, he came across as cruel and calculating if a little ignorant in s1 but not this comedically stupid
- "yes I bloody am" TY MY LOVE
- Michael sheen and David Tennant deserve nominations for the children swap scene alone, imo the strongest bit of acting in the ep im sorry 'you have my word as an angel' KILL ME
- why is nina obsessed with crowley, like I get it babes but also why
- THEY ARE SO MARRIED MT PARTNER AND I ARGUE OVER THE CAR ALWAYS "our car" LMAO 💀💀💀
- ✨✨✨IT WAS A NICE DAY, ALL THE DAYS HAD BEEN NICE✨✨✨
- ok the rock scene is so much more emotional on tv, so much better
OKAY RIGHT EP3 LETS HAVE ITTTTT
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I completely agree with your post about 11 and how well Matt Smith embodies the exact necessary tone/expression for each beat of the script! I can't imagine someone else being able to bring to life that incarnation of the Doctor. Obviously 11's era and writing has its misgivings and flaws, but I still find a lot of joy rewatching those episodes, because you see this scared, lonely doctor who's still so enthusiastic and hopeful, even when the grief and rage gets to him. It's like seeing those emotions reflected in you, and a reminder that you'll feel that hope and appreciation for life/nature again, too. I think that emotional catharsis and sincerity is the heart of doctor who and what attracts us all to the show, to be given reminders that compassion and hope are a strength, not a weakness. Seeing his expression change during that part of The Doctor's Wife always, always moves me because of the kind of honor and awe that dawns on 11's face at his tardis using the exact words he uses to describe how he stole her. It's such beautiful, tender reciprocity between two beings that couldn't communicate their feelings in this way until right then 💜
yeah, couldn’t have worded it better myself if i tried.
i think i’ve said before that eleven is my least favorite doctor, but i need to make it clear that that doesn’t even come close to me disliking him, or even feeling neutral about him. he’s still incredible, like if we put these guys on a line from bad to amazing, all of them are so close to the amazing side that you’d have to zoom in to see the order. he’s just got the unfortunate fate of being in the weakest seasons of the show that i’ve seen so far, but if i was judging this solely off of the performance of the doctor himself? he’d be tied right there with david tennant, if not above him.
no matter the quality of the writing, matt smith is bringing his A game to the table. tennant’s performance before him has moments where his doctor is serious and cold, but he’s so generally affable that those moments sort of slide off to the sides. not that you forget about it, but that it feels like a lesser part of him. and matt smith’s performance follows that with a doctor who is silly and energetic and sweet, but I think he pulls off keeping the harder parts of the doctor to swallow in mind, the scary sides of his grief and anger. some of my favorite scenes for eleven are when he’s given the space to show the full range of the doctor. the two that really come to mind are obviously that moment in the doctor’s wife, and my other stand-out favorite, his scenes with river in angels in manhattan, where we watch him lash out at her when he’s scared and angry at the fact that it was her name on the book that’s fated his friends to be pulled from him, and then a scene later, he heals her wrist by sacrificing what little regeneration energy he has left, because he does love her, he does know he was wrong to let her be hurt, but he also doesn’t ask if he can do this to fix things beforehand and upsets her again.
it’s just such a delicate balance to pull off there to make that scene work, and he does it perfectly, brings across both how much potential he has as the doctor to hurt and to heal the people he loves. i think, in the hands of any other actor, i would find eleven really hard to watch, really unlikeable. but just like he manages to never let you forget those unbearably painful parts of the doctor’s personality, you also never doubt that, even when he lashes out at the people around him, he loves them so much. he’s just. you know. Going Through It.
(also, personal touch, i so love how physically affectionate he portrays the doctor to be. it’s a small touch that means the world to me. really pulls the whole thing together when you know this man is just jumping for an opportunity to hug and hold onto and kiss the people around him. rory getting a forehead kiss when the doctor sees him for the first time in months, my beloved, rotating that moment in my head forever.)
there’s just so much going on with him. he was a fantastic doctor. (hell, all the people that have gotten to play the doctor so far have been, in my eyes, which is astounding to me. just straight bangers the whole way through, i’m incredibly impressed by how much love and work you can see go into these performances.) i think if i rewatch his seasons again, knowing exactly what to expect this time around, i’ll enjoy them much more than i did the first time.
sorry for rambling on so long, but i just need it known how much i really do love eleven. i needed a bit to warm up to smith, i’ll admit, but he earned every last bit of praise i can give him.
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darklinaforever · 8 months
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I have to say that after taking a look at the Doctor Who fandom, I am quite shocked at this insistence of some people in wanting to absolutely specify that Tentoo is in fact a clone of the Doctor ?!
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We have seen clones in this series and clearly Tentoo is not one of them. So, what is this insistence on contradicting the canon ? Tentoo is simply the doctor.
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Our doctor himself doesn't even seem to dissociate himself from Tentoo ! He recognizes it as him.
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That's all. It comes from the regeneration energy itself and from the hand of our doctor. It's not a clone ! Having already seen them in this universe should tell you this simple fact.
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In the words of David Tenant : "It's the same guy." Yes, I know he also says "But clearly he's not.", but that's probably in the sense that he's no longer our doctor. Same guy, but separated after the regeneration in different bodies, including one human, which offers them different opportunities. Once again, the only notable difference is that he's human, influencing his decisions after regeneration. Even if the regeneration itself naturally involves some minimal changes at Tentoo : The fact of being a little more like Nine, logical, since regenerated in the middle of the war after being shot and dying. Plus a few expressions from Donna, as he always takes from his companions after regeneration. But apart from a few minor changes, he remains the doctor. He is the Tenth Doctor who evolved in another direction after the regeneration that made him human. As simple as that. I mean... Have you seen how David Tennant plays him ? He doesn't play a new doctor with a new personality. No. He simply plays his character, as he always has.
I can't understand people who accept the very essential concept of Doctor Who as that what makes the Doctor are his memories and experiences (the very essence of an individual according to the universe itself), and not his body or his personality ! By the fact what makes Tentoo less of a doctor than everyone else outside of the first Ten ?!
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Yes. This situation is sad for our doctor, the first ten, who will be forced to move on in relation to Rose. (His final moments of just him with Rose being their reunion hug, when they briefly teasingly discuss Rose building the canon to come back, and when they hold hands facing Davros.) But it's a scenario that makes sense with the writing of the series. It was that or Rose ends up unhappy, or worse, dies. It's the ultimate way to have a happy ending despite the inevitable tragedy for Rose and the Doctor's relationship. We have the right to a tragic and happy ending at the same time. Can you imagine how crazy and unique this is in Doctor Who ?!
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And beyond that, I don't see why Tentoo should be denied. He is a living being who remains the same man with the same desires. Except that he can achieve them unlike his counterpart. Again, it's tragic, but it's also happy. Somehow, even if Ten had to die/regenerate to evolve and mourn who he was, a version of himself, in a parallel universe, was able to survive and obtain everything he always wanted. It is particularly moving. Whether directly or symbolically, especially in the context of the romance with Rose. It is literally his love for Rose, and his desire to be human, which also came from Rose when she renewed her love for the human race, that he prevented regeneration and caused by an incredible chance his biological metacrisis ! But I won't go into it because others have done it much better than me. The only thing I will say about it in this post is that it is objectively one of the best romances ever written. (Let's forget the episode with Madame de Pompadour...)
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denimbex1986 · 5 months
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'If you go look at the Patreon-exclusive Discord thread I have for this episode—and yeah, I recognize this is an extremely venal opening sentence—there’s a moment where I note that the second pre-released clip, with the “David Tennant spits out ‘the Toymaker’ in the same voice he did ‘the Macra’” moment, was squarely at the twenty minute mark, and where I bet on another big turn at 40. And yes, I knew my spoilers and was expecting bi-generation, but I still just want to start by pointing out the fucking clockwork of it. In fact there’s another turn at roughly 30–that’s where the “return to 2023” beat happens, neatly bisecting the second act. And I think that’s key, in the face of the sheer, stupid cheek of this episode, to understanding why it works so well.
I mean, it’s worth saying it out loud, just so I can get it quote-posted on Tumblr—a pantsless Ncuti Gatwa emerges like Athena, instantly establishes himself as the faggiest Doctor ever to fag, then hits the TARDIS with a giant mallet because “we won the game, you get a prize honey” to split it in two so that David Tennant can be the Doctor forever. You can’t make it up, not least because Russell T Davies already did. It sounds like a joke, and in many ways is—the clue’s in the title and all. It was essentially spoiler-proofed, because anyone who’s the sort of fan that’s pouring over spoilers reads that and is just left wondering how this could possibly work out. And the answer is that it’s being done by a damn maestro of the form who understands how to structure the mother of all throat clears before you go and reset the show for gen alpha TikTok users.
The central trick is, of course, that third act pivot into doing a multi-Doctor story for the anniversary after all, with David Tennant having turned out to be the past Doctor all along. That is, above all else, simply fabulous television, and Davies understands that all you actually have to do is put it on a platter. Everything around it is just a series of decisions about tone—an almost mechanistic execution of scaffolding to ensure that moment is a thunderous drop that sends the dance floor wild instead of landing with a damp thud of authorial perversity. It’s fitting that he has the Toymaker attack through television because at the end of the day this operates through literally nothing save for the fact that Davies understands how to use the medium to engineer what is at the end of the day its original pleasure—its creation of cultural events. At the end of the day, there are rules, and Davies knows how to play.
Much as with Rose, there’s a real temptation to break it down scene by scene, but this is the fast reaction, so let’s work in outline. Like I said, three act structure. Act one uses a cold open to put two premises on the table: Neil Patrick Harris is a weird evil guy and he’s done something to television. Then, on the other side of the credits, it shows Harris again as an evil clown and has him wave goodbye and exit the story. Davies proceeds to enter the UNIT show—a backdoor pilot for an entirely coherent Kate Stewart show complete with whatever the fuck the V’linx is besides an absolutely gorgeous reveal (one of the rules there—if the Doctor just accepts something so will the viewer). We tarry in its pleasures a bit—reintroduce Shirley, reveal/establish Mel, and give everyone a couple good beats, including for the first time bothering to use the fact that you’ve got Jemma Redgreave in the part (her shattered horror at her own actions and apology to Shirley!). And we have the Doctor and Donna catch up with the cold open, untangling the “evil television” thing so it can be explained more slowly to the viewer. Twenty minutes in, he dutifully brings Harris back, catching the other ball thrown by the cold open and moving into the second act.
As I noted, this one’s bifurcated. We do ten minutes of spooky horror set pieces while we reiterate the emotional beats from Wild Blue Yonder (another rule there—explain something twice to the audience in rapid succession and they’ll both understand it and understand it as important), split the Doctor and Donna up, give them each a scene’s worth of puppet horror, then get them back together so the Doctor can confront the Toymaker. This mostly just means monologue set pieces—Davies rolls out a bit of rhythmic poetry and gives it to a good actor. We gesture at the past, then conspicuously throw a ball for the future to catch, thus reminding the audience there is one. And in a puff of smoke we vanish back to 2023, crashing the Toymaker back into the first premise. Ten more minutes of the UNIT show round out the act, anchored by the musical number because hey, you did hire Harris for the part, and then do a monologue duel before the Toymaker kills the Doctor fifteen minutes early to kick off the third act.
And it is here, of course, that Davies makes his move. At first it looks like we’re just going to do a shock pivot to Gatwa, which is already clever—an unexpected use of the rules right as the narrative collapses, like you do. And then we do a record-scratch moment—literally, as Gold cuts the soundtrack—use the Doctor accepting something to sell it (lol at the shrugged reprise of “feel’s different this time”), swirl the lights a different color, strike up the band a second time, and bigenerate (even bigger lol at splitting the triple what across characters).
From here, everything hinges on one bet—the same bet, ultimately, that everything hinges on in the larger cultural context. Davies has given us two hours and forty minutes of nostalgic greatest hits reprises. Now he needs to give us twenty minutes of Gatwa being phenomenal. There’s scaffolding, of course—it’s the mother of all “use the predecessor’s cast to establish the new guy” new Doctor stories, and an astonishing amount of the heavy lifting is done by Tennant’s no doubt entirely sincere reinvention of his character as “past Doctor fannishly awe-struck by the future.” But at the end of the day it comes down to Gatwa. And what can you say but that you see why Davies gave him the part.
There’s a trick that’s useful sometimes in analyzing horror films where you figure out the theme by just literally stating the premise—It Follows is about how the stigma of sexuality follows women, Us is about how Black people have suppressed second selves, Tetsuo the Iron Man is about the constant agony of living in an industrialized society. And here it seems relevant to note that Gatwa defeats the Toymaker through sheer physicality. In his underwear. Which is to say that his performance is electric and charismatic—an instantly libidinous Doctor so charming the plot stops mattering, collapsing instead into a queer-off between Gatwa and Harris. Gatwa wins, of course—how could he not with all that beach-off experience from Barbie—and Harris is ushered offstage with ten minutes to go.
All that remains is for Tennant to hand over the keys, which he does with grace, dutifully reprising the Time Lord Victorious in all its burnt out horror so that Gatwa can pull him into a hug and say “I’ve got you” before sending him off to heal himself in a queer platonic relationship with Donna. Gatwa’s the Doctor now. It happened, just about five hours ago. It’s majestic. I can’t wait for more.
* So here’s the most criminal act of burying the lede I’ll ever commit. TARDIS Eruditorum Volume 8 is out. Covering the strange and surreal wilderness years of Paul McGann and the show’s triumphant return in the birth of what I suppose is now the RTD1 era. I’m hitting publish on the ebook edition as we speak, so it might be a bit before it’s live on Amazon—here’s the Smashwords link, which is live now if you want to use that—but the paperback is available for order right now and will arrive before Christmas.
* Also, my Patrons have my Wild Blue Yonder podcast with Eruditorum Press’s very own Jack Graham and Christine Kelley. It features Jack learning, live on the air, what the Timeless Child is. I’ll be doing one on The Giggle with Kate Orman and Jon Blum, and I’m delighted to announce that I’ll be joined by Rachel Stott and Penn Wiggins for The Church on Ruby Road in two weeks. Patrons also get all my ebooks automatically, by the way.
* As for Church on Ruby Road, man, that trailer looks fun. Introducing the Doctor in a club is breathtakingly fresh, and the trailer handles the goblins reveal so well. The whole thing looks completely mad. Can’t wait to hear the single on Monday.
* So, um… Tennant and Tate pretty much have to come back some day, right? Like, Davies has season finales to execute, and he’s not going to leave a gun that big just sitting on the mantlepiece, is he?
* A detail I like is that this mirrors the plot of Journey’s End, right down to the spare Doctor going off and living a quasi-normal life with the companion. There’s a lot of quiet parallels to be had here actually—the fact that Rose was also a toymaker, for instance, or the fact that the Toymaker and the Not-Things largely share motivations. All left entirely to subtext, acting as thematic reverb to give the episode more heft and weight.
* For all that it’s funny to read the lack of Chibnall companions in the Toymaker’s monologue as a dig, the real shade is being playfully thrown at Moffat for his tic of fake-killing companions. Once that’s gone three iterations, Davies structurally has to move on and so captures the Chibnall era in a reprise of the Flux angst from Wild Blue Yonder. No, the Chibnall shade is “I made a jigsaw of your history. Did you like it?”
* Speaking of the rule of three, using “Mavic Chen” to round out a list with the Time War and the Pandorica is god tier.
* All right, all right, I’m obliged to give my Toymaker take. Which is that Davies is very clever retconning the Toymaker as a character who just likes doing absurd caricatures of various nationalities. It doesn’t actually make The Celestial Toymaker any better, but it’s enough to salvage the character for a reprise.
* The more interesting reprise to my mind is Mel. We knew she was coming back for Gatwa, so her appearance here is more a moment of fleeting surprise, but it’s yet another example of Davies’s cool-eyed savviness—Bonnie Langford is by an order of magnitude the highest profile actor to serve as a classic series companion, and as with Jemma Redgrave Davies doesn’t have to do much more than actually give her stuff to do. The callback to her nonexistent debut story to establish her as an orphan is such a deft bit of characterization, and an intriguing parallel to Ruby, and for that matter the Timeless Child, whether or not that’s ever picked up on explicity.
* Which, it has to be said, gives at least some setup justification for bigeneration, if only because it justifies a slightly more “eh fuck it” take on regeneration in general. I gather Davies goes further in this direction on the commentary, which I’ll catch before I do the podcast.
* The fact that the Toymaker claims to have killed God is given entertaining credibility by trapping the Guardians in voodoo dolls and the Master in a gold tooth. Which, love the “cultist hand saves the Master” reprise.
* The invocation of the Gods of Ragnarok makes the absence of Fenric conspicuous. Think I’ll place a long shot bet on him as the big bad for Gatwa’s first season.
* By far the best bit of continuity fetishism, however, is the Alex Jones remake of Trinity Wells.
* Also if you complain that I said Gatwa was pantsless because he was properly just trouserless I will fire you into the sun.
* Let’s close this out with a note on Fourteen, even if we’re probably not saying goodbye to him. First of all, I love him accepting regeneration calmly—“it’s time” instead of “I don’t want to go,” and a cavalier “allons-y” to match Whittaker’s “tag you’re it.” But more to the point, I love the Doctor relaxing into found family, building force fields for his beloved moles, happier than he’s ever been in his life. Tennant commented that he and Davies largely decided to approach the task of how to handle the fact that this version of Tennant’s Doctor is older by just assuming that the fact that they were both older would come through. And I think there’s nowhere that’s clearer than Davies having the Doctor find peace in a distinctly queer shape of love.
Rankings
1. The Giggle
2. Wild Blue Yonder
3. The Star Beast'
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antlerx-art · 10 months
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GOOD OMENS 2 EPISODE 3 REACTION - CONTAINS SPOILERS‼️
ok so the resurrectionist minisode is in here
jim’s mug
nina my girl silence that damn phone at work
wait IS SHE THE WOMAN WITH THE JAUNTY HAT?
THE SCENE! THE CLIP! FINALLY!
but if aziraphale had already talked to muriel why does it seem like they don’t actually know each other? or do they both know it’s an act?
WHAT NO WAY WE WERE ALL WRONG THE WHOLE TIME? we were so sure crowley was moving to the bookshop but he’s actually just taking out the plants to let aziraphale use the car😭 nooo let me stay delusional
HES LEANINGGG HES GONNA SIT THERE WITH AZIRAPHALE AAHH HE DID IT
no okay muriel is trying to keep the disguise but aziraphale and crowley know they’re an angel, just maybe aziraphale didn’t really know them that well in the past
“word with you angel, in private” I’LL FINALLY KNOW WHAT THE WORD IN PRIVATE IS
THEY/THEM PRONOUNS FOR MURIEL YES!!!!!!!!!
aziraphale’s got used to lying to heaven huh
“one fabulous kiss and we’re good, i have a plan” yeah 🙂
AZIRAPHALE DRIVING THE BENTLEYYY
intro 🕺🏻🕺🏻🕺🏻💃🏻💃🏻💃🏻💃🏻🕺🏻
watching the intro more carefully my guess is that we’re going to see the gabriel statue thing here
“Ay Zed Fell”
THIS IS THE DIARYYY THE CONFIDENTIAL JOURNAL watch as aziraphale uses a pink glittery pen to write Crowley
and it’s in the past!!!! minisode incoming
“DEAR DIARY” he’s such an high school girlie
AZIRAPHALE WRITING ABOUT HIS DATE WITH CROWLEY AHHHH ripping my hair off
yup as i said statue of gabriel here
crowley is so she/her in this minisode
“that’s lunacy” / “no, that’s ineffable” HAH
classical music in the bentley is a crime aziraphale
“angel, WOT are you doing.”
HE CAN FEEL WHEN HE DRIVES THE BENTLEY UNDER THE SPEED LIMIT LMAOO
NO WAY IT’S YELLOW I CANT BREATHEHEEE
“change it back😠” / “but it’s pretty☹️”
CROWLEY THREATENING TO GIVE BOOKS AWAY i’m sure i’ve seen people drawing a scene like this in some comic i love this show
OOOHHH AZIRAPHALES FACE WHEN HE SPEEDS UP IM SICK
what the heck is in the background are those?? TARTAN MOUNTAINS?
is that furfur? no wait prime video says “demon josh” 👍🏻
crowley and gabriel scene I KNOWW ITS GONNA BE FUNNY
the fly is beelzebub IT HAS TO BE
“vavoom” is the new “wahoo”
jim looks so focused but there’s not one (1) single thought behind those eyes
stop making david tennant say he’s a doctor
AHH aziraphale still can’t drink here
bro you messed up restore that dead body rn
DETECTIVE AZIRAPHALE WITH THE HAT
i think gabriel was with beelzebub
NOO whats happening poor girl
so she was sick already
CROWLEYS HAND
what’s Laudanum Poison
WHAT IS HAPPENING TO CROWLEY HELP😭 is it that thing he drank 😭😭😭😭
where did he go
HES LITTLE OMG WHYYY HES SO TINY if aziraphale puts crowley in his pocket i’ll be dead
alice in wonderland crowley
BIG TALL WOMAN 😍😍 if crowley puts aziraphale in his pocket i’ll be dead
oh this is the part where they mention kwording yourself
i’ll need to rewatch this whole thing it’s so chaotic
OH. MY. GOD.
THE WAY AZIRAPHALE IS TRYING TO STEADY HIMM
THE HAND AROUND HIS ARM AND WAIST IM SO WEAK I CANT DO IT I CANT THEYRE A COUPLE IM NOT OKAY
THEY’RE SOOO CLOSE
if hell noticed you’d already be WHAT crowley
oop he fell (lol)
ahhh this is the meme template scene
“mostly i just use it for twitter” damn bro same
“and grindr” damn bro NOT same
aziraphale is my grandpa using a computer for the first time thinking he has to talk to it BUT IT ACTUALLY WORKS??
jim is about to remember stuff
“mm good job” / “oh, do you really think so?” i’m fine i’m completely okay
aziraphale’s relief after crowley says he hasn’t sold books 😭 also crowley being in charge of the bookshop because aziraphale asked even if he had said to nina “not even at gunpoint”
in company 🫵🏻with beelzebub!!!!!!🫵🏻
“and twitter and grindr whatever they happen to be” H E L P.
THE LITTLE HAT THING AND THE LITTLE LAUGH AND HIS FACE I LOVE AZIRAPHALE SOOOOO MUCH
RAINY RAIN!
she wasn’t having an affair but she felt like it
ARE NINA AND MAGGIE GONNA KISS RIGHT NOW?
CROWLEY I KNOW YOU LIKE ROMANCE
nah i should’ve expected this 😔🙏
OHHHHHHHH jim is spilling the tea
hi shax 😄
VERY CLOSED
NO CROWLEY DONT LEAVE THE BOOKSHOP something’s gonna happen to him NOO IM NOT READYYYY
oh i thought shax was gonna see jim but there’s the miracle i forgot about that
anyway jim is obsessed with books falling and gravity i think it means something
WAR ON AZIRAPHALE?
OH MY GOD PROTECTIVE CROWLEY
“it’s always too late” i’m sick S I C K
i need to recover but i can’t wait to see the 1941 scenes
anyway so far i like how even though this season is very quiet gentle romantic and love centered, it’s not that different from season one, i noticed how well the plot and the romantic moments are mixed together and it’s not really just aziracrow
tagging @neil-gaiman since he said he was interested in reading live reactions
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locke-esque-monster · 8 months
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Some final thoughts on Jessica Jones season 1:
Love that the strongest bond in the show is between Trish & Jessica. We need more superhero shows with strong female friendships.
It feels very progressive for 2015 the whole Jeri/Wendy/Pam mess. The show is very casually gay in a way that I wouldn't have expected, especially from Marvel when the MCU is all "we'll have a man miss his male partner who was snapped" or "one of the Eternals has a husband for 2 minutes".
The Netflix shows really decided "Well - we can't have special effects budget - let's incorporate as much sex and violence as we can reasonably get away with they'd never put in the MCU. Daredevil gets most of the violence, Jessica Jones gets most of the sex."
The Netflix Marvel shows also have no problem killing off people like crazy. I left both Daredevil (which I watched immediately prior to JJ) and Jessica Jones astounded at the amount of minor characters they killed off in 13 episodes of their first seasons. Also, there's apparently nothing that will kill you faster than the trope of being close to retirement in this universe. Poor Ben Urich and Detective Clemons.
They really brought in all that blue pill/red pill nonsense on a show with Trinity. I can't decide if I'd love or hate her to be in a scene where they discuss that in front of her.
I feel like I've heard something about Trish being a villain/going off the deep end in later seasons. I hope I'm wrong, but Jessica's monologue at the end of season 1 about being a hero/villain makes me suspect I'm not.
Is Malcolm going to be Jessica's secretary? Probably good. She needs a nearby companion to balance her out who isn't Trish.
Bless whoever put David Tennant in the dad sweaters for the episode at Jessica's house. Both for the implication this is his vague understanding what normal people wear at home (it's still very posh). And my headcanon there's definitely nosy neighbor women on the block are eyeing the hot British dude giving off dad-vibes who just moved in.
I'm seriously questioning whoever does casting on The Boys watched this show. Because both Annie and Ashley from The Boys popped up here playing versions of characters they play later. Ashley, as a total nightmare of a human who has glimpses of humanity to ground her, and is in way over her head with supes. And Annie, sweet-faced from the Midwest, sexually assaulted by a supe and traumatized, and in fear, and trying to be brave and fight in the face of that. That and the elements of Homelander's backstory I see in Kilgrave, I've got some questions for Eric Kripke and his team on The Boys (to be fair - when don't I have questions I'd like Kripke to answer/answer for). I'm also waiting for the hat trick of a 3rd actor from The Boys to pop up.
Killing Kilgrave had to be done, but I am going to miss the hell out of David Tennant.
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okay. ahsoka. here we go
Immediately a fan of the music. Did they get the same people as TBOBF and The Mandalorian? The Ludwig person? Forgot the name…
INTRO CRAWL?! DAMNNNNN
But also red? Why red crawl?
Why is she searching for Thrawn not Ezra. Like I know the two left together but you think Ezra would be the priority. Not thrawn.
Aaand there’s the ship. Always start Star Wars with a ship.
Uuuugh my pirate site keeps buffering. Booooooooo
“They’re jedi” okay vibe but are they actually. Or is it those sorta-Sith guys
Ugh okay my annoying I have to go without subtitles now… :/ tbjs js gonna be hard
Okay that was a very Star Trek move. Why. For what.
YEAH ITS THOSE SITHLIKE BITCHES
Shin Hati evil love that for her. Love evil gorls
Evil granpa got shoulders daaamn love that for him
Ah it’s Bad Wig Girl.
God seriously why are the wigs so bad. Fucjing Disney. Boo.
Man I miss when Star Wars had cool titles. Phantom Menace. Return of the Jedi. Now it’s just fuckin NAMES.
Oooo interesting place. Old jedi temple? Looks like it.
Aaand her Lekku and Montrals still look like shjt styrofoam.
Okay fun lightsaber trick. At least theh didn’t forget how cool Ahsoka Tano is.
Wonder if we’ll see Morai…
Oh wow. Ahsoka wearss lipgloss ig. Okay.
This is very slow paced. Move a lil girl.
Those remind me a lil of the Zeffo spheres. But if they were filled. Idk maybe I’m making a connection that isn’t there. I just really like Star Wars Jedi games. Their lore was WAY COOL.
What do droids need capes for tho. Like why. That’s literally so fuckin impractical
UH DAVID TENNANT rip
RAMP JUMP RAMP JUMP RAMP JUMP
God I love T-6 shuttles. Best Star Wars ship. I mean other than bobas. But yeah T-6 sexiest SW ship
Do we get to see Sabine soon I miss her
OH MY GOD HERA
OHHHHHHHHH MY GOOOOODDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDD
THE GASP I JUST GUSP
Okay her makeup and contacts really really suck
Hera just. Disbelieving. I get it. She’s so hurt she can’t let herself hurt anymore.
“Does that mean Ezra—“ WEEPING
Hera “oh my god more jedi bullshit I can never escape” Syndulla
SHES NOT FORCE SENSITIVE LEAVE HER ALONE
YAY SABINEEEEEE
Oh lothal so so pretty
RYDER hi!
EZRA MONUMENT?!
Ohhh it’s that wall
Ohhhhhh weeping
SABEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEN
Oh she’s not there
Hehe I love her
OH IS THA—YEDSSS JAI
I love u Jai
God look at them. Look at the wall. Christ. Kanan…
Hehe sabine
SPECTER?! YOURE NOT ALLOWED THAT. YOU DONT DESERBE IT. THATS FOR THE FAMILY. THATS FOR! FAMILY!!!!
Sabine u shit hehe
This is a good actress for her 10/10 thank you for giving yourself to our beloved explosions girl
“She’s crazy” yeah she had years of being stupid with Ezra to make her nuts xoxo
TOWER TOWER TOWER
OHHH KITTH KITTH KITTY AAAH
What’s the kitties name
Ohh it even uses the same loth cat sounds from the show AND real kitty sounds
What’s the NAME of kittyyyyy
Oh Ezra’s stuff 😭
EZRAAAAAAA
“More than others” WHAT?! Okay. Not sure what that means.
YES SISTER OKAY YES. NO SHIPPING. JUST SISTER. AND BROTHER.
Not sure that I like the change that recording brought. But. It’s okay I’ll accept it.
Evil gorl <3
SHES A DUCKIN NIGHTSISTER?!
WHYD she choose such a bland ass name then?!?!!
INQUISITOR?!!!
THATS AN INQUISITOR
SABINE IS NOT FORCE SENSITIVE *FUCK YOU* LITERALKY S4 OF REBELS CONFIRMED IT SO HARD THAT CHANGING IT WOULD MAKE THIS THE STUPIDEST THING EVER IN THE HISTORY OF STAR WARS
oh my god. Jesus that was force shit wasn’t it. Fuck that oh my fod DONT MAKE HER FORCE SENSITIVE YOU DUMB FUCKS. IM SO FUCKING MAD.
Haircut time?
No not yet.
That was CRAP dialogue. That was HORRIBLE. Wow. Oh my god fire these writers. So hard.
I do love this music tho. It’s p good.
Okay so far it does NOT make sense how ahsoka arrives at the tower at the end of rebels. This isn’t fair. I loved that scene so much.
Awww chopper drawing.
Okay she’s a puzzle maker now as well as an artist? That’s dumb
GOD SHES NOT. FORCE. SENSITIVE.
THIS IS SO FUCJING STUPID THIS IS DUMB!!!
SHES! NOT!! FORCE!!! SENSITIVE!!!!
And she’s gonna steal it isn’t she hehe she is def Ezra’s sister >:)
Huyang like “I taught this”
Luke so not the only jedi he was meant to be hehe I mean k get it. But also it’s so dumb 😂
SHE DID IT HEHE I LOVE U SABINE
Sad that they didn’t make Lothals mountains just like the ones in the real series.
Towerrr
Kittyyyy
WHAT JS KITTY NAME PLEAS TELL ME
callin him Turkeyleg until told otherwise
Sigh I miss Ezra.
Fucking miss Kanan. It still hurts so much.
It’s been so long does Sabine still hurt? Does she still miss him the way she used to?
Heraaaa hiii 🥰
Hera knows her daughter
Okay so why is holograms so. Sounding like this. It’s more… MORE. Than how they used to sound. Is technology worsening or some shit?? Don’t like that.
Ahsoka stop being MEAN TO MY SABINE.
Yeah SNIPS. Ha.
Heras greatest strength is that she is understanding above all else. And I love her sm for it.
FATHER SON DAUGHTER RIGHT
I better be
Palm hand fist…
Oh.
Okay fine.
Hhhh.
SHES SO SMART I LOVE HERRRRRR
Mr Tukeyleg
OH NO DONT HURT SABINE OR TURKEYLEG
Ah shit yeah I figured
Nothing will ever be easy for her. Nor for ezra.
HELMET
*HIS SABER*
SHES NOT FUCKING FORCE SENSITIVE OKAH
She can use a lightsaber and she can use the Darksaber BUT BY GOD SHE IS NOT FORCE SENSITIVE
Why are u flying so slow 😭
OH MY Fod
OH MY GOD NO SABINE
No not my girl 😭
Oh is that the end ep 1?
Oh who is Ray? Rest well, Ray <3
Ep two coming in a sec.
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Episode 5: “The Ball”
Good Omens S2 Ep5. This is a liveblog, so spoilers!
- ‘Autistic Aziraphale’ this, ‘autistic Muriel’ that, we need to talk about autistic Shax.
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- “Are you actually going through with this?” “Indeed I am.” “Can I watch?” OTP dynamic to rule them all.
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- “Are they going to talk about the Christmas lights? Because I have things to say.” “.......Yes.”
- This entire sequence is too delightful to stop and comment on, but I love all of these shopkeepers, all of Aziraphale’s methods of bribery, all his earnest, stilted French, and all of Crowley’s disbelieving poses in the background.
- On the flip side, Shax is babygirl and so is Eric, but sadly only one of them can live.
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- Nina is asking Crowley if Aziraphale is his bit on the side and I am being extremely calm right now.
- The thing is! In S1, most of the comments other characters made about A/C being a couple were only said to Aziraphale. The only time it happened in front of Crowley was Sister Mary interrupting the tender moment that was the wall slam. And there was a lot going on then, so Crowley had the luxury of not reacting to it. This conversation with Nina is the first time he has had to nervously vomit up a denial to someone assuming Aziraphale is his boyfriend. Turns out his best retort is, “He’s just an angel I know”. Whoops.
- The ending to this scene is weird, though! Nina says something about other people’s love lives looking much simpler than our own, and Crowley suddenly looks like he’s been given weeks to live. I’d understand a thunderstruck look, but distraught? Why?
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- oh my god a date, Crowley’s set up a date, there’s wine and everything, the restaurant is French, they could have crepes!!!
- “Smitten, I believe.”
...............
SMITTEN, I BELIEVE
OK JUST SAY THAT LIKE IT’S NO BIGGIE
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- Good, Nina deserved at least one of the “fuck”s this season.
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- Ohhh Crowley’s got drunk and angry to talk to Gabriel. This, uh. This could be a whole thing.
- Aaagh they did a callback to “Let there be light” and made it SAD and kind of threatening
- Shit. Shit shit shit shit shit shit. Crowley’s going to give away that they did the body swap. Gabriel’s going to get his memory back and realise that it wasn’t really Aziraphale he tried to execute and he’ll know they’re not immune to hellfire and holy water. shiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiit
- this scene is amazing and excruciating to watch. Crowley is so drunk and cruel and so recklessly protective. He tries to make Gabriel commit suicide. He’s possibly just endangered himself and Aziraphale both without realising. And then! He orders Gabriel back off the ledge and tries to get real answers, because he knows they’re important!
- David Tennant and Jon Hamm are both being phenomenal rn, and the empty house dialogue is a beautiful piece of writing.
- “Where is your memory then?” “In a matchbox.” AAAAAAAAHHHH.
- NOPE, I need the full dialogue down here:
“In a matchbox. No, I took it out first.”
“You took your memory out of a matchbox?”
“Yes, that’s right. I took it out, and I put it in the box and I brought it here, and it’s...”
“Yes?”
“Everywhere.”
“What else do you remember?”
“If it happens again it will make it seem like it’s an institutional problem.”
- Whaaaaaaaatttt!!! OK, thought: The last line about the institutional problem sounds like a direct quote. Either Gabriel said that, or someone said it to him. It sounds like a Michael line, potentially? And.... it sounds to me like somebody took Gabriel’s memories from him and put them into the matchbox, and then he or someone else stole the memories back from the matchbox and put them in the moving box for him to take to Aziraphale’s. So there might be two people involved here, one trying to harm Gabriel and cover something up, and one trying to help him and protect the lost information. It definitely sounds like he knew something he shouldn’t, and someone wanted him out of the way. The matchbox was found in Heaven, so that suggests an angel is the culprit. I would have pointed the finger at Michael immediately, but I’m possibly more inclined to look at the Metatron instead. I think this goes higher than Michael, somehow? I can see her trying to get Gabriel out of the way so she could be the boss, but it sounds like something bigger than that is going on.
(EDIT: Hang on!!! The whole thing about the matchbox is that it’s a material object! Muriel and Michael were uncomfortable touching it! Gabriel’s memory was taken from him ON EARTH, at the Resurrectionist pub, and whoever was sitting with him is probably the person who did it! But then how did the matchbox get into Heaven?)
And then there’s “everywhere”! Gabriel’s memory is everywhere? Is this because Aziraphale opened the box and let it out?? Also, I’ve been treating the memory Gabriel’s talking about as his entire memory, but maybe it refers to a specific memory? Perhaps the only way to remove the one important memory was to nuke all of Gabriel’s memories at once. I’m just waffling now, I have no clue what Everywhere could mean.
Finally, the line about the institutional problem. “If it happens again.” Could this be Armageddon? Is someone saying, if Armageddon fails for a second time, it will start to seem like an institutional problem? One that could only be dealt with by removing Gabriel?
I got NOTHING, and this is the last episode to figure ANY of this shit out in advance of the finale. My head hurts like Goob. :( I should get a hot chocolate.
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- How about that fly buzzing noise while zooming in the matchbox, huh???
- If Beelzebub is the one who took Gabriel’s memories and put them in the matchbox, but then Gabriel took his memories back out and put them in the moving box, then maybe he went to Earth/Aziraphale under his own power and Beelzebub genuinely is trying to track him down?
- .....I’m AN IDIOT who only just realised Gabriel was humming Everyday because it was playing on a loop in the pub, and it’s probably the last thing he heard before he lost his memory. Sorry, everyone else probably got there in Episode 3, I’m slow >_<
- Muriel repeats the obvious lie A/C told her that you have to wait a few days to see if humans are in love because humans are weird and that’s how it works. Michael, without skipping a single beat: “I knew that.” They. They’re just as dumb as Gabriel. Every angel is an absolute girlfailure.
- Muriel: “It’s just Aziraphale -” Uriel: “The traitor.” Michael: *odd little sideways frown at Uriel* What’s with that...? Does Michael just feel Uriel spoke out of turn, or is she a little bothered by calling Aziraphale a traitor? It’s a weird expression on her face, can’t quite read it.
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- The bookshop! Everyone gets a magical transformation! Mrs Sandwich looks fabulous! Aaah
- One concern I had going into S2 is that most of the main characters appeared to be angels/demons, and it seemed as though humanity would be deemphasised, which struck me as out of keeping with the themes of the book. And, to be fair, no humans have got to drive the main plot this time around (so far). But I still love the fleshing out of Wickber Street and all the shopkeepers, and the various interactions our boys have with humans in the minisodes. Maybe humanity isn’t saving the world this time, but we are a vital part of what makes the world important.
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- ...Oh dear. Ms Cheng. Who (or what?) are you...?
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- This is enchanting, everyone looks beautiful <33 Love the magic shop owner and his spouse, those are some amazing tattoos.
- BEHOLD THE MAJESTY OF GOOB
- He is doing so well distinguishing the key differences between selling books and handing round canapes!
- Nina did get to say “fuck” again!
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- PROTECTIVE CROWLEY STRIKES AGAIN and he’s protecting HUMANS, he’s protecting the people Aziraphale cares about 😭😭😭
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- The “seamstress” conversation is delightful. Maybe nothing’s up with Ms Cheng? Don’t know why there was that weird shot of her entering the bookshop, then.
- This is just the Pride & Prejudice dance, isn’t it.
- Aziraphale is the soppiest old romantic, look at his faaace
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- Aw yyyeah, everyone wants to fuck Goob
Goob: *does that thing with his face*
The People no longer want to fuck Goob
- “Tell me while we dance” IT’S HAPPENING
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- Shax still does her funny bobbing little walk in full battle armour. I love her.
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- OK, it’s not that all demons are vampires, it’s that the bookshop has its own  demon-repelling forcefield. After the zombies I was fully prepared to accept anything.
- GOOB IS HEROICALLY SACRIFICING HIMSELF OH NO
- THAT OUTFIT IS MAGNIFICENT ASDKLGASD
- “T - O - S - T - ........... - E! TOAST!”
- This scene is somehow actually threatening, despite the fact that it is just Shax with a woeful army of scrub demons, none of whom can spell, demanding something that she is incapable of seeing even when it literally walks out and hands itself to her on a silver platter. Beelzebub was SO setting her up to fail.
- Crowley/Mrs Sandwich pals 4 life please.
- “You’re a good lad.” “I’m not actually. Either. But thank you!” NB Crowley canon dialogue, I never thought I’d see the day
- Nina: “Why don’t you stand up for yourself? Make your own plans!” Aziraphale: “Oh, I am. But rescuing me makes him so happy.” aaaaaAAAAAaaahhhhhhhhhh
- oh my god it’s the end of the ep, I’m not ready
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- Swing band theme song, you are my only comfort in this stressful time
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Random Thoughts on HTTYD RttE S5 (Ep8-13)
Ep8&9 - And we start with Hiccup suffering. Always a good way to start, I say
Jk, I'm not serious, poor leader boy
Aw, everyone's moods are down :'(
Awwww, Mala, Throk you're awesome!! This is super sweet of you!
Also, is it just me, or has Mala's armour-thing been getting more and more damaged as the episodes go on, and she just hasn't fixed it? It's all battered and scratched now
Viggo and his little creepy crush on Hiccup is starting to worry me
Omg, Mala's island! They just wrecked Ninja island
Ew Spitelout
Why was Gustav walking on all four?
Drago????! Whaaaaa- I did not expect for there to be mentions of Drago here
And Hoody is an ex-pal of his? Well, it explains his methods at least
"-And Spitelout's not what we need right now" or ever, really. But well said Astrid!
Like, I understand where Hiccup's dillema is coming from, but it feels dumb and forced when they have hurt dragons before. Never have they killed dragons, sure, but they certainly have attacked some, usually in self-defense or to save a fellow rider, but sometimes it's simply for the benefit of another dragon who the Riders are closer to - right now the only moment I can name where that happens is that ep with the Fire Worm Queen; they attacked another dragon and chased him away from her nest, despite the fact that this other dragon was just doing what they needed to survive as well. Hiccup and the gang still attacked him and drove him away. So, where's the difference here?
There are a lot of them, I know, but I don't think any of them can completely justify Hiccup's inner conflict right now
Hiccup!! Don't separate, that's not going to end well
Not this "man" again!
I guess Snotlout isn't the only one in the family who likes to name things
I really hate how much of an amazing voice actor David Tennant is - and by hate I mean love, I just hate Spitelout gets to have his voice, he doesn't deserve the beautiful accent :')
Dunno what plan Hiccup could've possibly come up with, but I'll happily wait to see it
Also, props for Toothless for holding his own against the Singetails so well
Throk is a super human apparently, that's fine
Good for the Singetails, they're free again
Sooo, now it's Dragon Eye vs Dragon Eye, let's see how it goes
I gotta agree with Snotlout, that Throk situation is really weird
Ep10 - So the Edge is under renovations, Tuff still knows Spanish,and Garff is trying to kill everyone - yeah, sounds about right
"See ya! Wouldn't wanna be ya! [...] -st least that's how my dad says goodbye to me." Spitelout is such an asshole
Those are some pretty snakes! Or Slytherwings, apparently
Before I continue watching I'm just gonna predict one of the riders is getting poisoned. And my guess is Astrid because it's always poor Astrid who gets this stuff
Okay, Stormfly was the one hit - Astrid still takes emotional damage by proxy, so I wasn't that far
Nice seeing Fishlegs calm Astrid down - those two have a really sweet friendship
I honestly think Fishlegs was the one drawing the short straw this time - he's stuck with the twins and has to extract the venom
"We get icecream?!" Pff, he looked so pure and cute there, poor kid
The serious-ish conversations Hiccup and Snotlout have sometimes are so nice - they always leave me with a happy feeling. Also, Hookfang and Snotlout love, yes please
Fishlegs dealing with the twins is really funny
Ruff, Tuff, now is not the moment
Wow, true, Astrid is a pretty good artist - also, that was really sweet of her
Wait, all dragons can evolute and develop new moves?? That's so cool, and pokemon-ish of them
Ep11 - Am I seeing things again, or do the twins have a skeletal human hand in their trash?
Astrid, knock him out
Awww, Ruff that was super sweet. Neither is ever going anywhere without the other and that's final - not even a marriage proposal exactly Ruffnut's style would move her
To be fair though, she didn't look all that heartbroken
Tuff is faking his own death?? Omg, what is going on
Also, Tuffnut is the baby brother. Random information but good to know
"And should I die, at least then my brother and I will be reunited." That was one heck of a deep and bittersweet statement, and you know what? Best part is that I'm sure she means every single word of it
"I call this Barren Soul Wrapped In Nothingness. It was between that and My Lousy Childhood." Goddamnit Snotlout, stop being funny
Ruffnut deserves a good rest after this episode: first she's proposed, then her twin brother dies, then her supposed groom is threatened by a hord of invisible angry dragons, then her brother's ghost comes to haunt her, then she finds out he's no ghost but was actually her brother, who faked his death for her happiness. It's a full day
The Changewings are kinda pretty
This was a sweet ending - I know I keep saying this, but it's always so much fun to see the twins being just a tad more serious than usual, especially since they're moments that don't last long
Ep12- Hey Heather, Dagur! It sure has been a while
Dagur pulled a sneaky-sneaky on Heather - she's not gonna be happy about it
Is Chicken pregnant? Or she found a lover? Also, Snotlout: the narrator we didn't know we needed
Ouch, Dagur. I thought you guys were buddies too
Astrid's on babysitting duty again
And we're back to Vanaheim, nice
I gotta say it or I won't be satisfied: I'll never forgive Dagur, nor the show as a whole, for forgetting about Shattermaster's existence. He deserved the world and more
I could argue this endlessly but I'll stop here or I won't be able to continue watching the ep
Fishlegs is so enthusiastic, I love him
Omg, Snotlout is indeed playing the narrator, that's great
Is the gigantic dragon skeleton supposed to belong to an Alpha dragon? You know, the big white ones that appear in httyd2? They were gigantic and I think had similar horns - the movie lore that keeps getting fed to this show :'>
Those small, purple dragons remind of the Obsidian and Nether Rock blocks from Minecraft
You know those "out of context" compilations in youtube? That whole scene with Chicken on the cliff would be perfect for one
I have a bad feeling Oswald might already be dead... Either way, I feel for Dagur, man hasn't seen his father for decades I'm guessing, no wonder he's nervous
Yeah he's dead, sad sad
Gotta say Hiccup, that wasn't one of your best comforting moments, but Dagur seemed to appreciate it, so I guess it's okay
Yeah, Chicken found a lover and kids
This whole situation weirdly reminds of portuguese and brazilian soap operas, except it's with a chicken and a guy
I appreciate the lengths to which Snotlout is taking this narrator thing
"I know!" Ahhh, Fishlegs was so cute, he was so proud of himself! As he should be, btw
Something tells me Heather is not gonna happy that Dagur found their dad's body without her
Or not, because she'll be too busy in a wild goose chase caused by Johann and his freaking rumors
Ep13- We're continuing the chicken plotline, that's nice
Hookfang's rider is an idiot
The sunburn marks caused by Snotlout's wrists and arm bracelets are a pretty realiatic detail and I appreciate it
Does Johann know this is trap? He seems even more skittish than usual
Now, are Snotlout and Hookfang gonna be able to help? Or nah? That's the real question here
Is it just me, or is Snotlout even more pissy and sarcastic today? He's been making quips ever since the episode started
Dragon riders that aren't Hiccup or Astrid being competent and making good calls will never not be satisfying
I gotta say though, I call bullshit on the whole "Hookfang can't carry more than 3 people for long" thing. Toothless, who's like, a third of Hookfang, is able to carry 2 people super easily - one of them being Stoick, who is one of the biggest humans in the HTTYD franchise. Barf&Belch, a bit thinner and smaller than Hookfang, are able to carry the twins all the time for whatever period they need. And yet you wanna tell me that Hookfang, who's bigger than both, can't carry Snotlout, Heather and a man who probably weights as much as a couple of Terrors? Hmmmm
And it's not like he's been flying for long either, and he got to rest his wings while Snotlout shopped
Poor Dagur, the guy got his sister back like, 1 year ago? And he's already risking losing her again, and the last time he saw her he stole from her, no wonder he's like this
Oh, fuck that man, seriously. Of course he just freaking tipped the cage to the ocean when leaving. Besides downright cruel, it's just a douchy move
"And how did they know about it?" Astrid, making the right questions
Speaking of Astrid, when did she get here??
Snotlout being competent, my beloved
Wow, Hiccup really just sent the lens right over his head. That's such a dangerous and provocative move. Hiccup really loves to rile up, and mess, and sass with his enemies and it's the best
Geez, thanks Johann >¦T
So, Snotlout and the twins invented popcorn in this world? How weirdly fitting
Astrid's voice is so soothing sometimes, it's really nice to hear
...
What
The
Actual
Absolute
Complete
Fuck.
Uhm, JOHANN!???
Omg, what the hell, I was not expecting this
This could've not have been planned from the start, could it? Isn't Johann already from RoB? Since when was this set up? Have there been previous allusions to his true self and I've just been too blind notice? Man I am so lost right now
In the beggining of this ep I did think he had/was going to betray Heather and the gang, but more in a Peter Petigrew-y sort of way, you know? Too afraid of the consequences dared he not aid that darling duo of Hiccup obssessed lunatics to stay loyal to the riders
Not like this!!!
Not revealing himself, his true self, from the darkness like a freaking comic book villain, voice changed to a much deeper tone, talking to Biatch and Hoody as if they were his protegees, about hating Stoick and that he's been a fraude all these years! What the hell.....
I am very much confused and looking forward to the last season now, thanks Johann.
Uhm, yeah, I guess we're closing things here for now
I don't wanna finish the show though.... After that it'll be RoB, the specials, and then.... I dunno, no more Dragon Riders for me, I guess Q^Q
Welp, that can't be helped, byebye for now lovely person who reading this
Have a good day :>
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heresmyfiddlestick · 2 years
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funny enough i've seen more people hate comments on david tennant than people "disrepecting Jodie or Ncuti" The same people who talked about how Jodie received so much hate during her season are now calling names on David (the one who always speaks great about the new doctors and who even recommended Jodie). This is no news tbh it comes from Smith stans being upset DT is still popular enough to move people. One of the reasons I stopped watching DoctorWho wasn't the doctors but the fandom it got worse with Jodie because there were the mysoginistic trashbags and then the homophobic ones but let's also mention the "Social Justice" ones who have always annoy me since I walked through this hellsite. People want to highlight someone so bad that they need to bring down others for no reason. Jodie being a fantastic first woman doctor can exists in the same plane of David Tennan being a popular doctor. That doesn't erase Jodie's great work. People saying David overshadowed Ncuti when he isn't the doctor yet is another one, Ncuti is gonna bring this shit down in his season I have no doubts and I've been excited since his announcemente, HE IS THE FIRST DOCTOR coming from a special situation we're not getting crumbs, we're getting a wole new experience, why would people want him to be just like the other when he's definetely bringing something better and new. Why people want change and similitaries at the same time? Lasty, we haven't seen anything from the new season yet people are already complaining about things that can be easily explained during next season. Sorry for the long rant but I swear fandom becomes more annoying as the years pasts.
personally my take on how to deal with elements of this and any other fandom that you find annoying is to ignore them, there's more than enough to go around. frankly i was disengaged from The Fandom from 2016 until i returned to tumblr last fall, but i was still A Fan and had a great time
but also hell yeah i agree on the latter points! it's a special situation, as you point out, it's A NEW THING!! and that's super exciting!!
fundamentally that last point is what it's all about: we haven't seen anything from the new season as it stands. gotta hold out hope and not pre-judge as much as possible
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thesherrinfordfacility · 10 months
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✨ episode 4 - running commentary✨
- I'm not ready for this no no no no no DEEP BREATH ok let's go
- I will just say actually that ep3 has turned it around for me, like 100% and it is SO MUCH BETTER on tv than on the bigger screen, the screenings were fun but a Mistake
- anyWAY
- LESI???
- ok literally a hitchhiker lmao @theeminentlyimpractical wins this round HAHAH JTS SHAX JAHAHA mood swing
- oh my god i want them to be friends in an AU fuCK SHE WORKED IT OUT AZIRAPHALE LMAO
- BAD SHAX HE IS ✨EXACTLY✨ HIS TYPE fucking BEAT HER ASS AZZY
- lmao aziraphale???? YOU SLY DOG????
- this has to be a fuck moment right aziraphale? az?? CMON SWEAR YOU DUMBASS BITCH
- honestly aziraphale if it turns out furfur is an ex we need to have cocktails bbygirl tell me EVERYTHING YOU DIRTY HOE
- 40S MINISODE ARGHJ🚨🚨🚨🚨
- lmao walking dead au when, they really did end up down there huh I mean foregone conclusion but this gives me LIFE
- idc about hell I need the BOYS I need the dinner of motherfucking 41
- all the Nazis lmao get shredded bitches
- furfur lol this is doomed to failure
- DAVID TENNANT ON FIRE FUCK YES
- aziraphale stop trying to offer him a handy I'm sorry but you need to TONE IT DOWN you nearly got blown up NOW IS NOT THE TIME offer him a blowy LATER
- no I'm sorry but Mrs h???? FUCKING GET THEM GIRL THEYRE MY BABIES BUT INEPT AF
- THE SHOT THE CROWLEY PICTURE FUCK
- this is so much better than I could have ever predicted NEIL YOU MAGNIFICENT BASTARd
- AHHHHHH AM I ABOUT TO BE RIGHT ABOUT THE 40S MINSODE DID I PREDICT THS???? DO THEY KISS????💓✨ IS THERE A 🚨MOMENT🚨
- also lmao the dinner is after the show??? idk let's see
- IM SWEATIN SO HARD THIS KS SO GOOd
- fucking HOWLING at the Nazi trio hahaha Steve pemberton is *the* moment lmaooooo
- OOP NO DINNER DINNER NOW??? Also lmao 'friends' I bet that BURNED Michael's mouth to FUCK
- crowley's face I'm DYING aziraphale you're so SILLY
- fuck me im so whipped for 40s Crowley and his lil jazzy wazzy hands
- THE WAY HE FLIRTS FUCK OFF GO AWAY CROWLEY stop buttering him up HES ABOJT TO JUMP YOU BUD
- ahhh magic shop!!!!!✨✨✨
- I know we said that aziraphale has the patience of a saint but I take it back Crowley is still an angel I'm convinced of it
- aziraphale literally has no self preservation I love him
- "leave the miracles to us" snarky ass bitch
- AHHHH HE TRUSTS CROWLEY FUCK YES the way he grabs his MF HAND no I'm done now
- DID I CALL CROWLEY BEING A VOLUNTEER IN A FUCKINF SHITPOST my GOD
- aziraphale you are a disaster
- I FUCKING CALLED IT HAHAHA this is my win ill tAKE IT CROWLEY CALLED AS A VOLUNTEER HAHAHA
- oh my god someone drag him off stage pLEASE
- GRITTED TEETH "NEITHER ARE MINE HEHE" hahahaha
- HE LITERALLY HAS TO TRUST CROWLEY UGH THIS IS 4AM GIRL DINNER ✨💓
- Cmon Crowley you can do it bbygirl💓💓💓💓
- HE DID IT
- here we GO THE DRESSING ROOM SCENE YES
- no fuck off furfur they need to snog go away OH MY GOD THEY KNEW EACH OTHER, jealous AZIRAPHALE?????
- "AZIRA-FALALALALA"
- oh I'm living for the zombies I love them
- lmao that photo hahahaha
- FUCK AZIRAPHALE YOU ARe so goOD AT MAGIC AND SLEIGHT OF HAND IM SORRY I EVER DOUBTED YOU you saved yourselves YES
- DINNER DINNER DINNER
- NOW KISS
- NOW
- "retire the act"
- OH MT FOD THIS IS SO SOFT??????? FUCKINF HELL
- BLUR THE MF EDGES
- THE WIIIIIIINE
- wait no come back u need to kiss now no
- fucking cockblocked by a scene change fuCK
- NO SHAX YOU BITCH NO LEAVE THEM ALONE LEAVE THEM ALOOOOOONNEEEEEE
- PLEASE
- yes beelzebub NO BEELZEBUB lol another mood swing
- annnnnd he's back home💓💓💓
- I KNEW AZIRAPHALE WAS BENTLEY'S FAVE get shitted on crowley
- he's MOVING BACK IN???? INTK RHE BENTLEY???? CROWLEY TOU ARE SO STUPID BABES
- "a night to REMEMBER" lmao it BETTER BE
Oh no it's the ball episode next I BETTER GET THAT KISS but also an explanation for "u go too fast for me Crowley" bc that did NOT explain it
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londonspirit · 1 year
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October in London
I just realized I have not yet shared pics from my latest (and last) London trip (this year; I will be back now that traveling is doable again).  Four and a quarter glorious days in my fav city with the most beautiful weather one can ask for at the end of October! 
Arrived on Thursday on my own as C was going to join me on Friday so I had a day to myself. Sadly my evening plans got cancelled just two hours prior: the play I had wanted to see didn’t happen. Which was a shame as I’ve read quite a few nice things about it. (My Son’s a Queer But What Can You Do). So wandering around Camden Town/Greater London it was. Which is always nice. I LOVE London at night, it’s got that special feeling to it. Also: Camden Town this late isn’t as busy as over the day (although most shops and stores are closed or closing but still nice). (I also realized I may get to old for shared dorms... but it was just for one night so that wasn’t too bad) 
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On Friday C arrived and we moved into our private room at the YHA in Earl’s Court. Basement, no wifi but with a garden and no strangers to share it with! After an unsuccessful trip to the nearest Tesco superstore for tea, we got ready for the Letters Live event at the RAH.  God, what a beautiful venue (even thought the first thing I saw was a freaking DALEK *hehe*). So very gorgeous! And what a line-up we had: Benedict Cumberbatch, Louise Brealey, Sue Perkins, Jonathan Pryce, Stephen Mangan, Graham Norton and so many more. The Letters were funny and heartbreaking, BC’s sea gull story had me in stitches (you know the one, with the hotel room and the pepperoni), and the period one was hysterical as well. There was some organ playing towards the end and DAMN, I still have goosebumps just thinking about that! Being in a place like that is such an amazing experience! Stage door was a bust and it was cold and windy and we were tired so thus endeth our Friday night adventure. 
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But... we were back at the RAH on Saturday morning for a backstage tour. I always love these: you learn sooo much about a building and its history and the Royal Albert Hall is fascinating! Def going back there.  Sadly there was another stumble as the friend I wanted to meet up with was stuck in Leicester Square with no buses going and after some back and forth, we cancelled that meeting as well. Which is a shame, I haven’t seen her since the summer and I miss hanging out with her.  But we had to be at the Harold Pinter for our second trip highlight: the great David Tennant on stage!!! Having had booked tickets back in 2019 (!!!), it finally happened, almost two years later.  ... well, I’ve never left a play this disturbed, let me tell you that. I LOVE DT on stage, he always gives it his everything and his performance was outstanding as was the rest of the cast (well, two more people, Elliot Levey and Sharon Small). But the topic was just... ugh. I mean, it was so harrowing it really ruined the rest of the evening for us. And I’ve NEVER had that. I don’t know if it was because we’re Germans and shit like this ALWAYS hits differently, or because it’s too fucking relevant again these days, it was a freaking mood killer and we quickly went ‘home’ and to bed. (I will probably never get the image of DT in THAT uniform out of my head, and not for a good reason. *shudders* And I absolutely despise people saying he looked good in it.) 
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Sunday morning we got up bright and early to FINALLY buy ALL THE TEA!!! (my backpack STILL smells like it and it’s the most beautiful scent!!)  The newly opened Battersea Power Station was our next stop where we waited about an hour to have London’s most amazing pancakes!!! Well worth it. The place just opened a week prior so things didn’t go as smoothly as one would expect but the manager soo made up for it! Everyone was stressed out but she was fluttering from table to table, checking on people, making sure everyone was happy (and our teas were on the house because we had waited so long). So if you go to ‘Where The Pancakes Are’ at Battersea Power Station be extra nice to her!  After that we had to hurry a bit to be at our booked slot for the Skygarden. First time for C to watch the sunset from there (second time for me) and it’s sooo worth it, even though it’s usually rather packed that time of day!!!  Also: the cocktails are super potent (and super expensive) so we spent the second half of the day a tad tipsy and very giggly, having another wander around London (even though we said we didn’t want to walk that much again - guess which day was the one where we walked the most? Yep, that Sunday! *hehe*)  It was late when we came back home but the spirits were once again high and happy! 
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Monday was leaving day, always a sad one. But as always, London provided us with sooo many memories that it’ll last till the next time!!! 
Lots of love to C for coming along with me: soo needed, so wonderful! Here’s to the next time hopefully very very soon!!! 
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littlewalken · 4 months
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jan 3
Well, being ready to accept an impermanence looks like it's going to include a doll chat board I've been going to almost every day since the mid 2000s.
I'd be upset if my emotions weren't so warn out. And I really don't know if I'd actually miss much of it after awhile as I've never met any of them in real life and with all my brain stuff can't even be sure something something living in a simulation.
But if I am living in a simulation or as the pet for some sort of alien or something can we just figure this living situation out already? I will give up the doll board for contact with living beings.
And for the love of everything please have my new home ready before the closing date because come fucking Smarch it will be a year since we've been dealing with this place that was supposed to be ready in October. Not to mention months of "let's put everything in storage so it'll be easier to move" which I was able to put off until September. Had we known it still wouldn't be ready in January then I'd still have my fucking everything and could possibly be on a healthy path to have less of it.
Anger and rage have been about the only emotions not fucked up by the brain injury nearly 30 years ago and the anti seizure meds I took for awhile after.
I think I am pissed off that the loss of the doll board will further the isolation I can't help but feel in my current state of existence.
Got some bits and pieces of ideas for my tornado of thought book.
Walked out of a Hot Topic without buying a single shirt. Mostly because I don't care for the particular David Tennant one they have right now.
Would like to replace my Spider-Man 3 black suit in the rain shirt. I can still squish in to it but it's not as comfortable as it could be. So my activity goals are to get myself back to a weight level where I can comfortably wear it again.
*and for personal notes the day is slipping away to one mind zapping reason or another
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denimbex1986 · 5 months
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'If last week was frantic, fast, and offering a wide open welcome mat to Doctor Who fans new and old, Wild Blue Yonder felt like a demonstration of what the show can do and has done. First half hour? Good. Second half hour? Great.
We left the Doctor and Donna – David Tennant and Catherine Tate – in a TARDIS out of control at the end of last week’s The Star Beast. Wild Blue Yonder, the middle part of the 60th anniversary trilogy of Doctor Who, initially took things from there just via, er, 1666. Bonus points if you were instantly trying to work out if we were in the territory of the bubonic plague or the Great Fire Of London when that date popped up on screen.
Turns out, neither. In a tip of the hat to how much more money the show has its disposal, it was all a set up for a gag about gravity. Respect. Russell T Davies has just told the year’s most expensive dad joke.
But, post credits, this was at its best top tier Russell T Davies Doctor Who.
It was bold early.
Wild Blue Yonder robbed the Doctor very early in the story of two of his most potent pieces of equipment: his trusty sonic screwdriver, and his TARDIS. Both gone, minutes after the majestic blue box had been belching out massive flames. I was expecting, at that stage, more fast and furious stuff. Turns out I got quite the opposite.
he first effect of taking the TARDIS away was to give some time to settle and actually spend some time with the Doctor and Donna. The pair were running around so much in the fast-paced The Star Beast last week, that stopping for a proper chat was out of the question.
Here, that was happily remedied.
In fact, the episode itself was slower, calmer and really crept up the longer it went. Like a slow moving robot going along a corridor. Doctor Who the show may have new clothes and new resources, but I like Davies established that for all that, it’s still a show where the brakes matter. When you go slower, the impact can double.
The basics: we got an apparently abandoned spaceship that itself presents mysteries, and a posh remote camera to help explore it. But for the Doctor, something unfamiliar: a lack of stars, the edge of creation, a hundred trlllion years from Earth. Where even the Time Lord hadn’t been before, and seemingly didn’t know what to expect.
A bit of licking (yep) and joshing later, and out came a dash of Everything Everywhere All At Once. Extended arms that I thought were going to be played for comedy (and there were chuckles in the episode). But Davies wrongfooted me again, continually shifting the foundations of tone: turns out that if you’re looking to come up with a really creepy foe for David Tennant to face off against, you can do a lot worse than recruit David Tennant and Catherine Tate. It took a while, but I started to get Midnight vibes from it all, and that’s a very high Who bar.
It did take me a little time to settle though, and I’m about to pen a couple of churlish paragraphs for which the internet should hate me. Deep breath, here goes.
It does seem odd to note some of the effects work on Doctor Who, given what many of us grew up with. But the future craft on which the Doctor and Donna landed looked like it was made with a computer, and it didn’t look like they were there. It’s an odd side effect of the budget of the show, and being able to consistently afford nice things: the nice things are in turn held to a higher standard.
I feel weird typing that paragraph about Doctor Who. But for a moment, and this doesn’t usually happen, it took me out of things. I was back in for the most bizarre chase sequence I’ve seen all year, mind. And I happily watched the show without murmur of complaint throughout the 1980s. I’m clearly a spoilt whingebag.
Nice tip of the hat to Thunderbirds at one point. Let me get out of this hole by recognising that.
I bring all that up because in the first half of Wild Blue Yonder I was noticing stuff like that. In the second, I was absolutely gripped. When the Doctor and Donna properly went head-to-head with the Doctor and Donna? Well, with huge applause to the two actors at the heart of it, I became more and more unnerved. In a good way.
It’s like the shoot-out in something like the classic movie For A Few Dollars More, with two people working the other out, taking turns to take shots. Metaphorical ones here, as each explains whether the other was real or not.
Loved that.
As the episode went on, just where the floor of reality sat became less and less clear. Related: the more ambiguous Wild Blue Yonder became, it all became richer. Even when David Tennant’s head basically poked out of his own arse (it didn’t, but it looked like that), I was engrossed by what was going on..
Coming up with a Doctor Who monster to really get under our skin is a challenge in itself, especially now. Having Tennant and Tate just staring, with a half grin? Well, they’ve outgunned The Meep to my eyes.
Let’s take a moment too to consider the whole Gallifrey got “complicated” aside.
It’s a brief line from the Doctor that he utters, and he ain’t bloody kidding. Like it or not, the Chris Chibnall era of Doctor Who made a lot of Gallifrey (far more than Davies was ever inclined to do in his first run at Who), and anyone picking up those threads was always going to facing, well, let’s go with ‘a challenge’.
However, thrown into the mix here – although whether to believe it is a question in itself – is that the Doctor perhaps isn’t as sure of his roots as we’ve been led to believe. Might he not be from Gallifrey? Is it really possible that Davies has found something else in the character’s origin, six decades on? This is also picking up the mantle of The Timeless Child, introduced during the 13th Doctor’s era.
Will Davies choose to run with it? As the Time Lord himself once said, “time will tell. It always does”.
As much as Russell T Davies is a whizz at delivering a one-hour blockbuster episode of the show, he’s also proven he’s capable of offbeat, weird and unpredictable stories. I’m going to namecheck Midnight again, because – unexpectedly – it feels to me like an ideal companion piece for Wild Blue Yonder. Midnight-ish, on a bigger canvas, with the slowest ticking bomb Who has probably ever seen.
I thought it was terrific.
Credit too to director Tom Kingsley, and enormous applause for just how strong the work of Catherine Tate and David Tennant was here.
But the final word goes to one man: Bernard Cribbins. The last scenes that he shot for Doctor Who, just before we lost him in 2022, ended the episode. I thought that was a lovely, lovely touch. Sure, there was a massive plane above his head, but the ultimate focus was, rightly, on a much-missed actor. How fitting that the episode was dedicated to him. I can’t have been the only one with dust in my eye.
Next week, this trio of specials comes to an end with The Giggle. The trailer promises much. I’d suggest Wild Blue Yonder has set an early high bar for this latest era of Doctor Who.
Now, if you don’t mind, I’m off to watch it again. And to tip my hat to Bernard one more time…'
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mycrofts-gunbrella · 3 years
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Caring is the Greatest Advantage- Mycroft Holmes x Reader (Part Five)
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Morning had come around a lot quicker than you had hoped it would, the sunlight peeking through the curtains and birds singing outside making drifting back off an impossible task. Though you felt well rested, you simply just didn't want to move anywhere any time soon. Last night had begun with Mycroft shyly placing his hand on your hip as your back pressed close to his chest, but this morning had ended with Mycroft on his back and you with your head resting between his chest and shoulder, hand crossing over with fingers hooked over the pyjama's pocket. You'd never expected to be the type to wake up earlier than Mycroft Holmes, particularly not two days on the bounce, but you wouldn't complain. He looked so peaceful as he slept, the sunlight turning his auburn hair far more ginger, his freckles on his nose matching. You slowly reached one arm backwards, blindly feeling around for your phone on the bedside table and reading through your messages. You grinned seeing a text from Greg and had to fight the small laugh that threatened to escape you.
'Hey, just thought I'd check in on you both and see how you're getting on. I hate to feel pushy but we do really need to start that paperwork, today ideally. Figured I'd pop round later if it's alright- I need a sodding nap first though. Spent the majority of last night receiving phone calls about mysterious activity around St James', load of dodgy cars sending people away, loads of papers.. don't suppose you saw any of that down your way did you, makes life easier?"
Your fingers typed a response- 'Uhh..guilty as charged.. Myc was in jeans and a Who top, daren't be seen by the public..I'll get him to fix it when he's up x'- a grin playing on your face. Yeah okay you felt a little bad, but Greg had dealt with worse. After pressing send, you scrolled further through your notifications, spotting one from John. Nothing major, just checking in and inviting you both over for late lunch, mentioning briefly how it'll do Sherlock some good seeing his brother, even if he doesn't believe it himself- evidently also receiving a message from Greg as he also explained how it would make Lestrade have to do one less visit for paperwork if you popped over a little earlier. Before you could type an answer, you felt Mycroft shift beneath you, stretching out the arm that wasn't trapped beneath your body.
"Morning Sleeping Beauty." You teased, turning your head and placing a small kiss on the Holmes' chin. Mycroft blinked, rubbing his eyes and offering you a 'good morning' in response as he eyed up you typing on your phone.
"Needed to be whisked away to catch a criminal mastermind already?" He asked, sitting up a little as you moved to give him a little more space, his arm still loosely tucked behind your back, though his torso now free.
"Your deductions in the morning are lacking.. though close. Mastermind, but not criminal. John and Sherlock have invited us to late lunch, Greg's popping over to start the first part of paperwork handling, only the basic stuff this time round, so figured it would make it easier on him only having to go to one home before we left." Mycroft breathed deeply, fingers raising to pinch the bridge of his nose.
"I think I'd have rathered the criminal." He spoke, already mentally planning the afternoon, the conversations he would likely have, the way Sherlock would behave. What if he still hadn't forgiven him? It was surprising enough that you had let him off so easily, but Sherlock was different. Sherlock was a Holmes, and someone of whom already had feudal tendencies with Mycroft, it was bound to end terribly. As though you had read his mind, you moved your hand to take his from his face as you noticed his fingertips whitening as he pinched harder.
"Hey, it'll be fine. He doesn't blame you, he's been far too silent for that to be the case. From the way John sounded, it actually seemed more like he was worried about you, though you know he'd never admit that." Mycroft hummed in response, not being able to find the right words to say before reaching over and grabbing his own mobile. "World ending yet?"
"Not yet. Though with any luck, quarrels could happen before lunch." He mused, one side of his mouth raising slightly in a playful smirk.
"Mycroft you can't wish for conflicts amongst empires to get out of a meal with your brother."
"Can't I?" He raised a brow.
"Anthea wouldn't allow it anyway. We're on strict instruction to not go into work for the next couple of weeks, nations be damned. Lunch sounds far more appealing too." You slid yourself out of bed and grabbed one of the bags from Anthea that you brought upstairs last night, taking a handful of clothing items and tucking them under your arm.
"But it isn't lunch, is it? It's LATE Lunch, settled approximately around 3pm, too late for lunch, too early for dinner. It's impractical by any means; you starve yourself at real lunch so you do not ruin your appetite, and then by dinner time you're hungry once again. And if you eat at both of those times as well as the late lunch, your feeding schedules become on par with a bloody Hobbit." You rolled your eyes and headed to the bathroom. "Though you may be more accustomed to such choices given the height similarity between yourself and Mr Brandybuck."
"Cheeky sod, not all of us have glorious Holmesian legs. I'm sure you'll survive a few hours.. Oh, you also owe Greg an apology." You chuckled, opening the message back up and tossing your phone in the general direction of Mycroft's lap before going to get dressed. After reading the message, you heard Mycroft let out a laugh from the other room, the rare kind that you knew made the sides of his eyes crease and his head tip back slightly in amusement; you were sorry you missed it.
Leaving the bathroom, you couldn't help but notice the silk pyjama clad man standing mindlessly in front of his open wardrobe, glancing over each individual item of clothing. Wandering behind him, you moved up on your tiptoes and peered over his shoulder at the rows of suits. You were still dressed relatively comfortably in a pair of skinny jeans and a t-shirt, which you felt was appropriate for the later meal that would likely be somewhere like Angelo's- but you equally knew that Mycroft's idea of 'comfort' lay within his three pieces, pocket squares and oxfords.
"Don't panic, I'm not going to begrudge you of your precious suits today. You deserve it after actually going through with my wardrobe choice for you.. I didn't actually expect you to do it." You laughed, squeezing his shoulder fondly. "We slept in late again, there's barely any morning left." You commented, glancing over at the clock that read 10:53am. "Can I tempt you in Elevenses, Mr Baggins?" You grinned, your Lord of the Rings reference not being missed by Mycroft. He cast you a playful glare, fighting the urge to childishly poke his two fingers up at you. "What? Not judging my bedside manner this time?"
"It is useless to meet revenge with revenge; it solves nothing." He quoted Frodo without hesitation, bastard probably already planned that you'd quip back with something smart and already armed himself with Shire related comebacks. You, in contrast to Mycroft, did have the tendencies to become childish and did opt for the two fingered response, an adoring smile unnaturally paired.
Not many people got to know of Mycroft's little nerdy side, and you took pride in being one of the few that did, though you took more pride in him for being able to easily reel off the quotes. Though he had told you before that The Lord of the Rings trilogy had been his favourite of everything you made him watch, then when he read the books? You wouldn't hear from him for hours at a time while he binge read through them for the tenth time round, and of course you had noticed the varying editions of the three books on his bookshelf in his personal office, rather than lining the shelves in his small library room. If anything, it just made him more endearing.
Though it was nothing compared with his love of Doctor Who. Bless his heart, you had taken him to watch David Tennant's Richard II a few years ago for his birthday and he was insistent on waiting behind after the performance to catch David leaving and got him to sign his special edition box set of his DW seasons. He even had a photo taken with him, his expression being easily comparable to the likes of a child who just got a puppy for Christmas- and, much to his dismay, the photograph had had a prime place on your desk at NSY since the event.
You made your way downstairs, calling out something about making omelettes and leaving Mycroft alone to get ready. His fingers skimmed across the expensive fabrics, tugging out an olive green suit and red tie and pocket square to match. The smell of the food you were preparing began to fill his nose, making his stomach growl as he rushed to the bathroom to get dressed. After removing his pyjama top, Mycroft caught a glance of himself in the mirror, prodding at the pudge of his stomach that settled just over his pyjama bottoms, before sucking in flat and looking again. Maybe he should forego the omelette and just wait until later.. another growl.. okay maybe just a little, just so he didn't raise suspicion. He sighed, stomach relaxing back to its natural state before finishing his morning routine, tugging his trousers up a little higher than usual to tuck away the offending belly fat.
Mycroft had always suffered with his weight, he knew that. He also knew of his past, how he would skip meals, or spend hours upon hours on his treadmill, or the time he was under Doctor Chinnery for just shy of three years following his habits of completing his meals with his fingers down the back of his throat over the toilet just after his job promotions exceeded and he found himself in much higher rankings- public appearance being far more important than any personal preference. Though his eating disorder had improved, the years of therapy didn't miraculously improve his self-confidence. It was one of the many reasons he preferred inviting others for dinners, or at the very least having his days to himself when he knew he would be going out later in the evening. Spontaneous meals out like the one he would be attending in a few hours, or having somebody at home with him while he waited for said meals threw him off balance completely- his usual routine of fasting beforehand as to not appear rude or raise suspicions when he ate in public being disturbed significantly. You knew of his past, deduced it, actually, and had been nothing but supportive, trying your best to convince him for years that he was perfectly healthy and encouraging him to eat better, to actually consume meals. He was thankful, of course he was, but it didn't help his insecurities around you, no matter how welcoming you had been or however many compliments you gave him. His body was covered in stretch marks and areas of loose skin from his weight loss over the years, his chest hair, though scarce, was a coppery ginger and his body was covered in so many freckles he looked like an explosion at a dot to dot factory. It led him to remember the other reason why he had never previously attempted to pursue a relationship with you; if he was disgusted and horrified at the appearance of his nude body then what on earth would you think when that time eventually came around? He daren't even try to imagine your face. You'd worked with Sherlock long enough to have seen him wander around naked and Mycroft had to admit that his brother at least had a body worth parading about in the nude, then there was Gregory who, despite not having an exactly chiseled body, still had the rugged good looks and toned chest- a physique that clearly represented the physical aspects of his occupation- there was no doubt you'd compare him to them and he would come up short every time.
"Myc? You gonna be long? Yours is going to be freezing!" Your voice had knocked him out of his thoughts and he quickly shrugged on the rest of his clothes, straightening his tie in the mirror and plastering on a small smile as he headed downstairs and into the kitchen.
"Apologies.. the cufflinks failed in succession to cooperate at first." You had eyed him suspiciously, knowing that Mycroft had worn enough suits in his lifetime that he could probably find a way to put one on to completion in 5 minutes in the dark with oven mitts on.
"I know I've been so against the suits, but I have to admit that you look incredible.. I think that one's my new favourite." You commented casually, placing a quick kiss to his temple as he sat at the table. "That colour is lovely." He quirked a brow.
"New favourite? You've had old ones?"
"Obviously." Imitating Sherlock. "Charcoal pinstripe with that light blue shirt- brings your eyes out wonderfully... and your bum." You winked, positively enjoying the pink that dusted the man's cheeks, and the way he would open his mouth to speak and then close it before any words came out. In his defence, he was really not used to receiving such compliments. And in your defence, you weren't particularly used to giving them, not like that anyway. You'd blame Greg, he was a terrible influence and an incredible flirt- using his charm to at the very least try and make you laugh when you had shitty days.
You lay his plate in front of him, a coffee to its side, before beginning to tuck into your own meal. You had learned early on that if you didn't wait until Mycroft was able to eat then he likely wouldn't eat at all. While drinking his coffee fairly happily, you hadn't missed that the vast majority of Mycroft's breakfast was still on the plate, cut in smaller pieces and rearranged to appear as though he had eaten more than he truly had. Frowning, you didn't press- knowing better than to point out his behaviour and just being thankful he had eaten anything at all (about a third of the omelette and half a slice of toast if your judgements were correct) but had elected to keep an eye on him. You finished your own food in silence before crossing the cutlery over on your plate and beginning to speak.
"I figured if we left now we could have a bit of time for you to go through the first set of paperwork, Greg should be getting there in the next 10 minutes or so, and then by the time we finish and have a cup of tea it'll be time to go out." You suggested, taking Mycroft's plate to clear away after he had sent a nod to show he was finished. He made a small groan at the need to go at all, but soon acquiesced, sent a text for a car and stood to go to the front door. Tugging on a hoodie, you opened the door and took a step back, the wind shooting in your face and making you scowl. Mycroft made an amused sound and offered you the scarf of his that you had worn last night. Rather than taking the garment, you stood and waited for him to wrap it the same expert way that he had the night before. "I also text Greg to run by my flat and grab my coat so I'll be able to stop stealing your expensive scarves soon.. though this one feels so lovely I may text him again to leave it on the tube." You laughed, stepping back outside once again and walking with Mycroft to the end of the road where a car was waiting. Mycroft had wanted to respond, to make a comment about how he didn't mind letting you wear his things, how he actually quite liked it. But he stayed silent, offering a small smile instead and a soft hand at the small of your back. Mycroft opened the door for you, climbing in after and settling against the plush seats of the lavish car.
As the car began to move you tensed a little, a thought popping into your head.
"Myc.. does Sherlock know yet? About us? I might have hinted at it a little when I spoke to Lestrade earlier but I didn't press.. I just.. I didn't know if you were telling people." You asked awkwardly. Christ it made it sound like you were in some forbidden relationship. Mycroft's jaw clenched a little.
"I wasn't aware it was secret knowledge, if that's what you are asking Y/N. In response to your question, no. I haven't spoken to Sherlock at all since.." He trailed. "And I am not the sort of man to walk into a room and actively announce that kind of thing. But you should know that he will likely deduce it the moment we walk through the door being as you are wearing my clothing, your hair smells like my shampoo and your skin still has traces of the scent of my soap. So if you didn't want anybody to know, then I strongly suggest we rearrange our plans for this afternoon." Who was he kidding? Of course you didn't want people to know that you were actually together now- you would look ridiculous being such a pretty young woman with a man like Mycroft in tow. You opened your mouth to speak but he cut you off. "If you are going to say you could argue the soaps then it would simply be futile, he knows I have your regular brand at your disposal; he'd know you used mine in the form of... sentiment." The last word felt wrong on his tongue now, knowing you had hoped to keep your.. relationship.. behind closed doors. Mycroft Holmes was a very private man, but he'd be lying if he said he didn't want knowledge of your relationship to be at least semi-public, having felt a little giddy when you'd chosen to cross that line with him.
"What? No, I wasn't going to talk about the sodding shampoo." You grinned, reaching a hand over to place on his knee. "Jesus Myc, I asked because I didn't know if YOU were comfortable with people knowing. I'm pretty sure everyone inside that flat knew I fancied you the last few years, I'd proudly walk in and show that my pining eventually paid off. I just know you have appearances to keep up and I didn't want to ruin that, or embarrass you in front of Sherlock." For what seemed like the millionth time in the last few days, your words surprised Mycroft. He felt his jaw loosen and he took a breath, moving only to briefly place his hand over yours for a small squeeze and moving back again. You didn't expect him to say much, he was Mycroft Holmes, not Romeo Montague, but the small smile you sent back his way let him know that you understood his thoughts. The drive to Baker Street was only 10 or so minutes from Mycroft's home so you soon arrived in no time at all, the slick black car smoothly pulling up outside number 221.
"I can only hope my dear brother deduces our relationship correctly and doesn't make a vast attempt to embarrass me in front of his peers.. again." Mycroft knocked on the door, his words casting you back to a Christmas you had all shared a couple years ago.
It was a small gathering, consisting of the pair of you, the Baker Street boys, Greg and Mrs Hudson, and a few weeks beforehand, after multiple arguments of whether or not presents should be shared, Mrs Hudson had come up with the wonderful (terrible) idea of secret Santa which, incase you wasn't aware, isn't a fun game when played with two Holmes' that knew everybody's present and Secret Santa before the packages were opened. You had pulled Mrs Hudson and couldn't have been more thrilled, neither could she when she opened her new tea set- a simple floral design decorated its sides, but she was thankful no matter the pattern, the last teapot having been found at the hands of Sherlock housing human eyes. Conveniently enough, Mycroft had pulled your name and elected to subtly buy you a personalised travel mug for work. After you had opened it, Sherlock had scoffed, muttering something along the lines of "Mycroft isn't that shit at buying presents. He bought you a necklace at first but felt too embarrassed to give it to you in such a public setting and panic bought that cup." Continuing on about how Mycroft had put a lot of thought into your original gift and how it was unusual and how it "obviously" meant he favoured you and was attracted to you. Mycroft had left shortly after that, not making eye contact with any of the silent people in the room and climbed into the back of his car, but you had followed suit and clambered in after him- easing the tension by ignoring Sherlock's allegations and giving him the envelope that you had in your pocket. You had told him you had bought him something special anyway, even though he wasn't who you were supposed to buy for, because you cared for and appreciated him- he had opened the envelope slowly and his eyes widened, that rare smile appearing on his face when he was presented with the Richard II tickets. After your exchange Mycroft had given you the necklace anyway, spouting derogatives about his brother's deductions as he did so. It was a small silver chain necklace with a sparkling silver pendant that, upon closer inspection, you had noticed was a police badge.
You smiled fondly at the memory and instinctively placed your hand above your sternum, feeling the small piece of metal beneath your clothing that you hadn't taken off in two years. You turned to face the man beside you a little more, placing a hand on his shoulder and reaching up on your tiptoes to place a lingering kiss on his lips, moving back only when you heard the latch unlock in front of you, and noticing the ever so slight pink tinge to Mycroft's bottom lip from the lip balm you had put on earlier. "That should make it easier to get it right." You commented, fighting the small grin from your face as you noticed Mycroft standing in the same way, lips parted slightly from where your own had been moments ago, a matching pink dusting his cheekbones. The door opened revealing a smug looking Sherlock.
"Be careful Mycroft, you'll catch flies like that if you aren't cautious enough."
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