I want a fic where, for whatever reason, the Avengers are about to get into a Serious Car Chase, and there’s one car they have to do their Daring Escape in. They all look at each other for a few seconds, trying to decide who will be the best driver- all except Tony. He’s already pushing past them and getting in the driver’s seat, looking at them all and then glancing at his watch with a raised eyebrow.
Of course, everyone is all like ‘uhh wtf Tony like no offence but im pretty sure someone else would be more suited’, and Tony is just rolling his eyes whilst Natasha grins and hops into shotgun, because she was there in Monaco, she Knows™
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And then the rest of them don’t have time to argue bc the Big Bad Villains are on their way, so they can do nothing more than hop in the car whilst shooting Tony angry stares because they are convinced he’s just doing it thanks to his cockiness and ego.
And then, of course, he starts driving.
And Natasha swears to God, when he makes that 180 turn and gives Clint the perfect angle to shoot their pursuers, she can hear the collective intakes of breath from them all because son of a bitch Tony Stark can fucking drive. Like, seriously drive. He makes turns that should be physically impossible and cuts through the traffic like they’re not even there. The poor bad guys don’t even stand a chance.
Everyone is caught between trying to shoot at the enemy and staring at Tony’s concentrating face like he’s just grown a second head. (Steve spends rather a lot of time with his eyes on Tony’s hands as they slide over the wheel and curl around the edges, but that’s another matter entirely.)
Once they’re in the clear, Tony cuts the engine and spins them to an effortlessly executed stop, and then finally turns around to face them all, one single raised eyebrow being the only emotion on his face. “You kids have fun?” He asks, as Natasha raises her hand for a high five.
As you can imagine, the team don’t underestimate Tony again.
I love Queen because half of their songs are mind-blowing pieces about life and death and love and humanity’s inability to live together without destroying ourselves, and the other half are like “I love my bike”
actually there’s a third kind and it’s called “I’m Freddie Mercury And There’s Nothing You Can Do To Stop Me”
dystopia au where we are all assigned one of two chosen genders at birth
Thanks to ultrasounds, the genders can be assigned before birth. The people are so excited to conform they throw “Gender reveal parties” to make sure their offspring exist in a strict binary since before they can even form thoughts.
Children are color-coded according to their binary assignment.
One of the genders is seen as inherently inferior.
This all sounds really effing creepy when you put it that way
#BECAUSE IT IS
And if you deviate from the assigned gender you can be disowned by your family, fired from your job, and beaten by authorities.
I can’t believe this only just occurred to me but let’s talk about how Alana’s wardrobe change in season 3 reflects her relationship with Hannibal
So let’s start by establishing that the show has a history with visually symbolizing people’s relationships to Hannibal through their wardrobes
Really, Will? You spend a season and a half with your hair scruffy as hell, wearing nothing but plaid flannel and layers upon layers of coats, and one day you just ~decided~ to comb your hair all neat and wear a tidy, solid-color shirt? How see through can you be?
The wardrobe department in Hannibal is super on point, in that they treat the outfits of characters as characters themselves. Each character’s wardrobe has its own idiosyncrasies, its own little personality traits that influence its presentation. From the very beginning, the personality of Alana’s wardrobe was very well established.
Alana wears fun dresses in bright, playful patterns. This helps establish her personality; she’s feminine, with a bold personality which refuses to be compromised. She could almost be described as a cool older sister character; she’s maternal, but not so much that you could accuse her of acting matronly.
Then Mizumono happens. Alana learns that Hannibal – the man she let into her heart – is a cannibalistic serial killer. She is pushed out a window by a girl she thought was an innocent victim. She is traumatized by Hannibal in almost every way possible.
This emotional arc is picked up beautifully in season 3. Hardened by her experience, and possibly suffering neurological effects from the introduction of marrow into her blood (which was a weird little detail they dropped that never really got talked about again?) Alana goes dark. She starts carrying herself with cold poise. She smiles less often, and when she does, it’s the smile of a shark. She embarks on a quest to have Hannibal captured, tortured, and killed. And she also starts dressing like this.
(Saved the best for last, hoo boy I may faint)
The dresses are abandoned in favor of sharp-angled suits. The playful patterns are replaced by plaid and stripes. Almost like…
Yup.
Through Alana’s hatred of Hannibal, she becomes more like him. This is the paradox of Hannibal; no matter how he traumatizes people, they are still drawn to him. Perhaps there’s something naturally alluring about the effortless power he wields that makes people want to emulate him. Or perhaps his very presence simply brings out the darker nature that all of us already harbor.
Though to be perfectly honest, this post was mostly an excuse to wax poetic about Alana in that suit.
…I think I need to go lay down for a bit
It is the beautiful paradox of the series that through the main cast’s interactions with Hannibal and their determination for justice, they all become more like him. More uncompromising, less concerned with legalities, and all of them at the very least are guilty of conspiracy to murder. And the wardrobe department were only too happy to play 😊
Yes to all of this! I’d definitely say Will falls under this bracket as well.
HOO BOY Will is a whole nother basket of worms! Honestly the pink shirt from Yakimono (pictured above) isn’t even the starkest example of how his wardrobe changes throughout the series. That honor probably goes to the slick grey number from Naka-Choko. I mean, dude goes from this
To THIS
Now, the argument could be made that this is a deliberate choice on Will’s part. He’s trying to ingratiate himself to Hannibal, and if he appears to unconsciously imitate him, Hannibal will pick up on that as fondness. This outfit is a message, and the message is
“look I’m imprinting on you, isn’t it endearing?”
It’s simple psychology.
But whether this is purposeful on Will’s part or not, (which I believe it is,) it still shows that he’s becoming more like him. Because that act of manipulation – the act of wielding supposedly unconscious social cues as a weapon – that’s something Will wouldn’t have done in season one. That’s something he learned from Hannibal.
In her essay Tik Tok the great philosopher Ke$ha declared that ‘the party don’t start till I walk in.’ which is clearly meant to convey that any recreational gathering is not truly a party until Ke$ha herself arrives.
But what if Ke$ha were to leave the party for some period of time only to then walk in again? This paradoxical scenario in which a party must simultaneously already exist and not exist yet is known as Ke$ha’s Quantum Party and has stumped theoretical physicists for decades.
Ke$ha clearly states that “when I leave for the night I ain’t comin’ back” (Animal 2.4), and furthermore, that “Tonight, Imma fight/‘Til we see the sunlight” (2.13-14), implying that she will neither depart nor desist from celebration until the following solar recurrence; moreover, she asserts in the refrain that “…the party don’t stop, no” (2.16), sagely reassuring us that no spacetime-rending event will occur.
the most unrealistic thing about pacific rim: uprising was the fact that i’m expected to believe newt geiszler has been infected by the precursors for nearly ten years without managing to annoy them the fuck out of his head yet
the precursors: bl ease,,, stop.. …
newt: *loudly and off key, for the 284935th time* i know a song that’ll get on your nerves, get on your nerves, get on your –
wupacing 