I live for the day when we get a modern adaptation that is Canon compliant. Give me a Holmes in jeans, reading love poems, who flamboyantly flits about with twinkling eyes. Give me a Watson with…
All of this, ALL of it, but yes, MOSTLY this: “and most of all (please, please, PLEASE) a sherlock who is so kind, so encouraging to those who come to him in trouble or anxiety.” God, please.
#I still don’t know the answers to any of my questions about infinity stones/aether #but there’s this big happy shiny part of my brain shouting about how this shit is just magic #and the Thor movies are all about worth #and just #JANE IS WORTHY #bring me 10 million fics about Jane never giving the Aether up and everyone’s like ‘well you’ll probably die in the morning’ #only after she drops into a coma and everyone thinks she’s a goner #she wakes up and her eyes are different and if you look into them too long you literally find Mimir’s Well #and she just becomes this arcane terrifying force with all the knowledge of the universe swirling around inside her mortal but no longer human head #but also she still has mustard on her shirt collar #(her shirt that she bought for two dollars from a bin six years ago) #and she has no idea how to change her own ringtone #(but she could literally kill you with her brain) #….please? wildehack
Captain America: Red Skull grabs an Infinity Stone with his bare hands, gets his face melted off like in Raiders of the Lost Ark.
Guardians of the Galaxy: “Yeah, Infinity Stones are not to be fucked around with. If you’re anything less than immortal, touching it for more than a second will make you explode. MAYBE if you got a couple of people to share the load, you could hold it for a minute or two, but even then if you push it too far your head will pop off like a soda bottle.”
Thor 2: Jane Foster absorbs an Infinity Stone into her bloodstream, sees the whole of the universe, develops defensive superpowers, goes for days where her only negative side effects are a fever and occasional fainting.
Jane Foster is raw as hell.
^^^ <3 <3 <3 :D
Dear STFU-Moffat and associates,
From now on, I insist you describe Steven Moffat as “Emmy-award winning writer Steven Moffat.” Just to make sure you’re being fair.
Emmy-award winning writer Steven Moffat is a queerbaiting hack
Emmy-award winning writer Steven Moffat’s writing features sexism and overly complicated plots that don’t really make any sense.
Emmy-award winning writer Steven Moffat has characters needlessly tell the viewer information that he should be showing them.
Emmy-award winning writer Steven Moffat is incapable of creating real emotional stakes in his stories.
Emmy-award winning writer Steven Moffat calls teenage mother a ‘slut’ in DVD commentary
Emmy-award winning writer Steven Moffat says bisexuals are too busy having sex to watch television, and therefore don’t need representing.
Emmy-award winning writer Steven Moffat thinks asexuals are too boring to write about.
Emmy-award winning writer Steven Moffat thinks the only important people in London are white people and enjoys racist, sexist tropes.
Emmy-award winning writer Steven Moffat writes stories that are less progressive than when the show debuted 50 years ago
Emmy-award winning writer Steven Moffat enjoys harmful homophobic tropes
Emmy-award winning writer Steven Moffat makes lesbian character fall in love with special snowflake man
GRRM: Here’s a highly intelligent, queer, sex positive woman of color in a position of real power as heiress to Dorne, who’s POV is a major portion of the book and establishes her as a crucial character in the series, and on top of that is badass and sexy.
David Benioff and D.B. Weiss: Okay but what about that kid brother she had? The one with no lines? Let’s just cut Arianne, age him up, and make him heir to Dorne. Because our show just doesn’t have enough sexism yet.
Look, I am not gonna go to bat for the idea that GRRM is some kind of progressive hero, but. Come on. If you can’t even manage to do what he’s doing, that’s pretty pathetic. He is not setting the bar very high. Benioff and Weiss aren’t so much tripping over the bar as walking up to it, measuring it, and saying “nah. don’t really wanna lift my foot that extra three inches, thanks.”
It’s really gross that they have managed to be even more ridiculously bad than the books at almost every turn, is what I’m saying here.
THIS EPISODE IS GIVING ME A LOT OF LOUIS LITT FEELS AND I DON’T KNOW WHAT TO DO ABOUT IT