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haydenn · 8 months

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I don’t know if I totally buy any of the current theories out there, but there is so much fuckery happening in the last sequence with the Metatron. And the thing I keep coming back to is that there is something fucking huge that we as the viewers are missing.

Firstly, when the Metatron suggests that he and Aziraphale need to have “a bit of a chinwag” Aziraphale implies that they’ve already had this conversation. The line is “I don’t believe there’s anything left to be said. I’ve made my position quite clear.”

The only time we’ve seen these two characters speak to each other on screen is at the end of season one. And that conversation is definitely not what Aziraphale is referring to. Further more, Aziraphale’s eyes shift in Crowley’s direction multiple times while he says that line. Az and the Metatron had a conversation that we did not see and that conversation either featured Crowley in some significant way or Aziraphale has intentionally not mentioned it to Crowley. Possibly both.

Secondly, there’s the coffee. Which I won’t go in to too much. It’s been analyzed to death at this point, but it’s fucky nonetheless.

Thirdly, the way the Metatron looks at Crowley as he’s leaving the shop is nothing short of chilling. The ominous music is an obvious clue that something is up, but the expression on the Metatron’s face is so full of loathing. It’s not an “ew, demon, gross” expression that the other angels give him. It’s pure, vindictive hatred and it feels so personal.

Fourthly, there is no part of the Metatron and Aziraphales conversation that we see on screen that Aziraphale isn’t narrating back to Crowley. We as the viewers have no idea what they really talked about. We just have to take Aziraphale’s word for it. The only part we see is the Metatron telling Az to “go and tell your friend the good news” and there is so much fuckery in this scene too!

The Metatron initially says “You don’t have to answer immediately. Take all the time you need.” And then when Aziraphale says “I don’t know what to say,” the Metatron takes that for an agreement and tells Az to “go and tell your friend the good news.” But Az never says yes. We never see him actually agree to go back to Heaven. We only get that in following scene when Az is relating what was said to Crowley.

Fifthly, for all the “good news” that Az has to tell Crowley, when he crosses the street back to the bookshop, he doesn’t look excited. He looks nervous and kind of scared. We don’t see him start to look even remotely excited until right before he starts talking. Aziraphale constantly has his emotions written all over his face. It’s a very intentional acting choice from Michael Sheen. Which leads me to believe that if Aziraphale was meant to be genuinely excited in this scene, it would have be all over his face from the moment we saw him outside with the Metatron. But it’s not. He schools his features into excitement right before he starts talking to Crowley.

This, for me, makes all of the flustered excitement with which he tells Crowley about the Metatron’s offer feel really disingenuous. It feels forced and slightly out of character because we fucking saw Aziraphale be not at all excited before he walked into the bookshop.

And finally, when the Metatron comes into the bookshop after Crowley leaves he asks “how did he take it?” And that is such a weird thing to say if he sent Az in there to tell Crowley “good news.” That’s not something that needs to be asked about good news. Good news is almost universally well received. You only really need to ask how news was taken if the news in question was bad.

The Metatron’s tone and mannerisms are also really different here then they were in the scenes before. Before he was giving off kindly, if a little creepy, grandfather vibes. Once he comes back into the bookshop he seems to have dropped that act. He’s not surprised that Crowley said no. He’s not at all bothered by or has any compassion for Aziraphale’s obvious distress. And his tone much more brusque and businesslike. Almost like he’s saying “Got that messy business with the demon sorted, have we? Jolly good. Let’s get on.” It’s a very notable shift from how we’ve seen him behave up to this point and it feels a hell of a lot more like how we’ve seen the Metatron be in Heaven with Gabriel’s trial or when he spoke to Az in season 1.

As I said before, I don’t know if I’m 100% on board with any of the theories I’ve seen. But everything about this sequence is weird and contradictory. There’s something so damn fucky about it and all of the context clues point to there being some vitality important piece that we are missing. The whole sequence is just screaming “There’s something very very wrong here. Do not believe your eyes and ears. All is not as it seems.” And I am going to be losing my damn mind over it until season 3 comes out.

Why has Neil done this to us?

#good omens #ineffable husbands #ao3 fanfic #good omens season 2 #good omens thoughts #good omens theory #good omens 2 #crowly x aziraphale #aziraphale #crowley

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pucksnsticksnhockeyboys · 4 years

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summertime mindset - p. 2

bracelets & coffee

masterlist of summertime mindset

Timing is hard to get right and summer doesn’t last forever. You and Tyson learn the hard way.

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note from the writer: if you haven’t read the first two parts (part one and the prologue) then do it now! all linked in the series masterlist!

SUMMERTIME

Tyson was, without any competition, the most attractive man you had ever laid eyes on. The summer was treating him well, he was all tanned skin and muscle and you were very much enjoying the view as you sat in the backyard of your aunt’s house, watching him and Michael play a two-person game of spikeball. You were sitting in a lounge chair, Rachel on your left and Kacey on your right, your eight year old cousin sitting on the grass across from you.

You were trying to focus on what Kacey was telling you, you really did, but it was hard to pay attention when Tyson was running around the yard with his shirt off, laughing loudly and getting extra competitive.

“Take a picture, it’ll last longer.” Rachel commented, and apparently it was loud enough for the boys to hear because Tyson tipped his head back and let out a laugh. You flushed, and it didn’t help that Tyson decided to embarass you further by winking at you and flexing his muscles like the dork he was. Kacey made a gagging sound, and your little cousin, bless her, giggled like she actually knew what was going on.

They continued their game, and Michael swatted the ball at an awkward angle, sending it flying across the yard. As he chased after it, Tyson rushed over to where you were sitting and gave you a quick kiss before heading back to his game. Kacey rolled her eyes, but you couldn’t care less in that moment as you smiled widely. It was always like that with him, smiles and laughs and feeling like you were on top of the world. Your younger cousin gasped as she remembered something, shouting a quick ‘I’ll be back’ before dashing into the house.

“This one’s for you, Rach!” Michael called dramatically, and Tyson was giggling at his goofiness too hard to return the serve, allowing him to score a point. Rachel grinned at her boyfriend, shaking her head in mirth and you simply leaned back and smiled, basking in the feeling of total contentment as you sat with your friends.

“Come on, Tyson, you’re supposed to be a professional athlete!” Kacey chirped her brother and you giggled at the mock-annoyed look he gave her. It didn’t last long, because the game started back up and his competitive nature returned. You were pretty sure he was up a few points, but he acted as if it was the game winning point they were playing for. It was then that your little cousin reappeared, holding a box of colored string.

“We can make friendship bracelets!” She cheered, and you couldn’t exactly say no to her, so you sat up, along with Kacey and Rachel, to sift through the box and find the colors you wanted. You had already made an anklet for yourself the week prior, and a bracelet for both your little cousin and Rachel. You bit your bottom lip, unsure of what to make, until a cheer from the spikeball game in front of you gave you just the inspiration you needed.

“Hey, Tys?” You called, still searching through the box of string. Rachel and Kacey had already picked out theirs, and your little cousin was helping them cut the lengths they needed. You glanced up, seeing that Tyson was waiting for you to continue with that same grin on his face that he always wore, that same one that never failed to put a smile on your own face. “What are your favorite colors?”

“Babe, I’m colorblind.” He chuckled, and you rolled your eyes. This got a laugh out of everyone around you, your little cousin giggling enough to put a smile on your face.

“Just shut and tell me, you dork.” You couldn’t help the way your response was delivered with a chuckle, but he was grinning at you like the doofus he was that you had come to admire.

“What are your favorite colors?” He asked, moving closer to you as Michael declared a break. You took a second to admire Tyson, the tanned skin that was on display, the slight sheen of sweat across his torso that shouldn’t have been as attractive as it was. He had been letting his hair get a bit longer, and you made a mental note to tell him later that he should let the curls grow out more.

“Tyson, just tell me.” You pouted, though it didn’t last long as he pressed a kiss to your lips that had you grinning like usual. You sighed, and he chuckled knowing he had won without even having to put up much of a fight. “Fine, I like yellow, orange, and pink.”

“Then I like those colors.” He told you, the cute moment lost as Kacey made a gagging noise, again, at the cheesiness of her brother. You chuckled, giving Tyson the extra kiss he ducked down in search of once again before searching through the box of string to find the right colors. “Are you making me a bracelet?”

“Yeah, and I wanted it to be your favorite colors…” You trailed off, grinning as Tyson playfully rolled his eyes. You vaguely heard Rachel mutter a ‘cute’ to Michael, and him question why she didn’t make him a bracelet. His comment earned a slap to the shoulder, and you grinned at how happy your cousin was with her boyfriend, how happy you were with Tyson.

“Well, I want a bracelet that’s your favorite colors.” Tysons shot back. “That way, I can always have a piece of you with me.”

You flushed at his comment, heart soaring. Kacey teasingly gagged.

Again.

PRESENT

If you thought that getting sent a picture of Tyson threw you for a loop, you were completely knocked off your feet by seeing him in person. Immediately following your run-in with him at the grocery store, you had texted Rachel and told her to call you ASAP, and then spent another half hour freaking out to her on the phone about how good he looked and how you missed him.

For the most part, she listened quietly, only interjecting at points to ask questions about how he looked and what he said. You had repeated the entire conversation verbatim—well, the parts you could remember through your panic—and she was set on analyzing his every word.

“Well, are you going to text him?” She asked the question you had been avoiding the whole conversation. The one you had contemplated on the entire drive back to your apartment.

“I don’t think so? I mean, it was really weird seeing him.” You confessed. You weren’t sure that you could handle getting left on read by him again, even if he did make it seem like he wanted to talk to you too. “Whatever you do, don’t tell your mother about this.”

“Are you kidding me? She wouldn’t leave me alone until I told her every last dirty detail.” She chuckled, and you rolled your eyes at her word choice. There weren’t any dirty details, he had barely gotten within five feet of you the whole time. “Just keep me updated if he texts you.”

He did text you, three days later at the very end of your lunch break. You saw his name pop up on your screen just as you were shoving your phone in your bag and your class was filing back into your room after recess. You didn’t dare read it, not that you had the time since students were already calling your name, so you tucked the device away and pushed any and all thoughts about the hockey player to the back of your mind.

By the time the last bus left and you were finally in your classroom alone, you took a breath and unlocked your phone. Your eyes scanned over the message, once, twice, three times before you actually came to the realization that you would have to come up with a response. You had, after all, basically invited him to text you by telling him your number had stayed the same.

Can we talk?

The simple message was how you found yourself sitting anxiously in a nearby coffee shop the following Sunday, having agreed to meet him there. It was a neutral location, one that if need be, you could slip out the door and leave him behind.

Your leg had been bouncing restlessly since the moment you sat down, but your eyes were glued to the door and you froze when a familiar set of curls and brown eyes entered. Instead of ordering, he spotted you in a booth and headed straight to you. He wore an apprehensive smile, and you offered him one weakly in return.

“Uh, hi.” He mumbled, and you repeated the stitled greeting, taking a sip of your coffee to avoid having to come up with the first thing to say. He had invited you, you weren’t going to be the one to make awkward small talk. “I’m sorry, so fucking sorry.”

It was like a switch had been flipped in him. One moment he was cautious, obviously and understandably nervous, but now he was clearly upset. You could still read him, like summer was just last week and you had spent the past few months practically glued to his side, so you could see how much whatever he wanted to say was eating him up inside.

And something changed inside you, too. You had been so torn up about losing touch with Tyson for so long, but the blame wasn’t just on him. Conversations go both ways, and you honestly couldn’t remember who had sent the last text.

“It’s not just your fault, I stopped texting too.” You shook your head, voice quiet and gaze trained on your cup. You could practically feel the distress radiating from him, and you wanted to reach across the table and comfort him. But you didn’t, you stayed rooted to your spot and let him say what he needed to.

“No, I promised that I wouldn’t let you go and I—I did, and I should have tried harder.” His words were rushed, so far from the Tyson you were used to that you were unsettled. Though, you figured he was thrown by your silence, too. “It’s just, when the season started I got so busy, and that’s not an excuse, I know, but it just got harder and harder to send a text with every day that passed since the last one you sent, and eventually I just… stopped. And I blame myself, even if you don’t.”

“Tyson…” You sighed, finally forcing yourself to look up and meet his gaze. He looked as disheveled as he sounded, and though he had grown with the years that had passed since you had last seen him, his eyes stayed the same from the last time you had seen them this close in person—red-rimmed and bloodshot. “Don’t carry this on your shoulders, if you need me to forgive you, then I do. I don’t want you to blame yourself.”

He smiled then, small, and it wasn’t nearly as wide as the ones you were used to receiving from him but it was something, and you were already back to wanting as much as you could get from him. You mirrored his expression, leaning back in your seat. It felt as if a weight had been lifted from your chest, just getting to sit down and talk with Tyson again.

And you did talk. You talked about how his hockey career was going, that he was improving with every game and that his teammates were his best friends. You told him about how Rachel and Michael were doing—they had just gotten their first apartment together, you tried to brush away the thought that if things had been different, that could be you and Tyson. You told him about your job, and he nearly jumped out of his seat in excitement that you got your dream position, the one he had heard you talk about excitedly all summer. He listened to you complain about your roommate that you didn’t get along great with, and he told you a few funny stories about when he lived with JT.

You also talked about Jon.

You had been dating Jon for three months, and it was nice. He was a nice guy, had nice friends, and had a nice, steady, job. But it was just nice. You’d never admit it to anyone—save for the one time you got wine-drunk with Rachel when she came to visit— but you felt like you were comparing your relationship with Jon to your time with Tyson. And Jon really wasn’t winning that battle.

Tyson tried to act like he wasn’t bothered by the fact that you were dating someone else, but you could see through him easily. And you understood, there had been a time when you thought that Tyson was it for you, and the image of him being with someone else made your stomach churn.

But you ignored that, because for the first time since you had met Tyson, you were just friends.

“Are you, uh, seeing anybody?” You hated the stutter in your question, you tried to tell yourself that it didn’t matter if he was. Hell, you were in another relationship. But he was Tyson, your Tyson, and you don’t think you’d ever be able to get over that. He drew his brows together, pulling a face like he couldn’t believe you’d even consider that he was seeing someone else and you tried not to read too much into it. As quick as it happened, he schooled his features, gaze dropping to the tabletop as he shook his head.

He reached a hand up to run through his curls, something he had done a dozen times since sitting down, but this time a flash of something yellow and orange and pink on his wrist caught your gaze. He rested his hands on the table, and yours shot forward to grab his wrist and push the sleeve of his sweatshirt up before you could even tell yourself not to.

“You still wear it?” You questioned, looking between him and the bracelet you had made him two years back. You ignored the rush that went through you at the feeling of him under your touch, but were hesitant to pull your hands back nonetheless. The tips of his ears turned crimson, and suddenly he was sheepishly looking anywhere but you. But he spoke his next words with so much confidence, like it was the most obvious thing in the world and it contrasted his demeanor so much you wondered if it truly was that simple.

“Of course. Why wouldn’t I?”

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onaperduamedee · 3 years

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Disco 3.06 “Scavengers” bullet point review

Bullet point review under the read more. SPOILERS FOR STAR TREK: DISCOVERY 3.06:

Discovery getting a makeover and somehow looking more ancient and with less sheen is interesting to say the least.

Retraining? That’s not the most logical step to healing, but okay, sure. Says a lot about the state of Starfleet 930 years into the future.

LE GUIN HELLO EXCUSE ME A SECOND WHILE I FLAIL ABOUT THIS

Two things about Discovery being the new secret rapid responder of Starfleet: 1) that’s what happened in S1, 2) Starfleet has truly become the space police. The show is asking some really, really interesting stuff about Starfleet and I am listening.

The tricorders/transporters and upgrades scene is especially nice because the show has had huge issues in the past showing what the crew thought of basically everything that happened to them – this is short and sweet, but it serves a true purpose: the crew feels safe, to the point of distraction?

The fact that Tilly’s the only one saying Grudge’s name is just really sweet. Of course Michael must have talked to Tilly about her.

This is literally a black box hunt: this season is having FUN with tropes and genre stories.

Grudge as a metaphor for Book’s feelings… I like this. A lot.

WELL YOU DON’T NEED MICHAEL FOR EVERYTHING SARU. Look, as much as, yeah, I get that this is the military in space and Michael should obey orders, 1) disobeying orders is literally what saved them and everyone quite a few times, 2) they can absolutely spare Michael to save Book? He saved Michael? And them? Not three episodes ago? Your ship can travel in the blink of an eye? Saru is just being insecure.

You had me at unsanctioned mission. I’ve been waiting for this for 3 years. 3 FUCKING YEARS.

The fact that Michael went straight to Philippa though. All the times Philippa flung herself at danger to help Michael last season are finally paying off.

The blob whisperer. PHILIPPA HOW DARE YOU

Michael and Philippa are so cute together though: this is the dream team we glimpsed in the pilot and my heart is overflowing with joy because they are as competent and witty and sharp and badass and in synch as I wanted them to be.

MIRRORGIOUS IS SO SMART AND MEAN I LOVE HER

That “form a sentence” did things to me, okay?

She truly is the bigger bully though.

Michael is SO different with Philippa around: she takes absolutely no shit from her and has no patience whatsoever and YES ACTUALLY AS YOU SHOULD. This is so fun.

I feel sorry for Tilly though: she doesn’t have any storyline yet, she’s not even really Michael’s friend at this point because the show is again keeping Michael isolated from everyone. She’s very much narratively left behind.

The CGI team is having a field day.

OH WELL Mirrorgiou really is Eliot. Not needing a weapon to kill people.

Michael, who was a prisoner having to work without much choice on a ship in S1, witnessing indentured servants… This is even more difficult to stomach for her, on top of the racial baggage.

Book in that getup though… Hot.

His death was efficient. She’s not even acting; this is just herself.

A passive passive holo. THEIR BANTER. Is delicious.

LEVERAGE.

I do appreciate the choice to frame this prison break as a blind recovery mission at first: they gathered intel as they went along, showing just how bloody smart Michael and Philippa are, but it’s also a fantastic way to hand wave the less tightly written aspects of the plot. It’s improv and they pulled it on sheer boldness, not careful planning.

Oh, Saru, you’ve already committed mutiny for her in the past! What are you doing?

I don’t exactly hate Saru: it’s in-character for him to throw Michael under the bus for a question of rank and duty. But at the end of the day, he’s embodying the military here and going against his friend helping people to bat for the military. Tilly is… well, I am actually looking forward to the confrontation with Michael because Tilly has often failed to be Michael’s support and this may be a breaking point.

The servant joke is rubbing me the wrong way. Especially given the context.

Book’s smile when chaos starts. He’s such a lovable rogue type it’s ridiculous.

I love me. And I’m pretty sure SMG is also breaking character in this scene because her smileeeeeeee. Yes, we all love Michelle Yeoh.

Oh, Saru, you little snitch. It didn’t cost you anything to keep silent for a little longer.

Lol, this corridor scene sounds A LOT like they did the recording from their home, it’s kinda funny.

The makeup dep. just loves to paint blood on Philippa’s face this season. I’m not complaining: they always do this with male characters and it’s often hot, and I can’t see why we can’t have fun with that too.

I love so much when you can see the cogs turning in Michael’s mind. SMG would be so good in a heist show.

OH NO THE ANGST Philippa watching Michael be killed the way Michael watched Philippa be killed on the Sarcophagus.

Michael to the rescue, at the helm of the ship, was such a satisfying moment. She may not be captain yet, but she’s already very much the captain of her own small team comprising of Book and Mirrorgiou. I would watch a show about them only too, with the mastermind/scientist, the lovable rogue and the evil reluctant knight.

Salvage this your son of a bitch. That was so pulpy. And oh, okay, let’s kill absolutely everyone on the base.

GOD MY FEELINGS AT THE PHILIPPA & MICHAEL SCENE. I’ve said it in tags but it’s particularly interesting that Michael is the one so blatantly reaching out: she has had trouble connecting with her past self since she came back to Starfleet, understandably. And here, she follows her own advice given to Spock: she reaches out to the most difficult person to reach out to, both because of the emotional baggage and because Mirrorgiou is unapproachable. And sure enough, Philippa lashes out at Michael’s concern like a wounded animal, wielding what she knows to be most hurtful to her.

I don’t know how else to tell you this but the fact that the characters having a discussion about death are both queer because this show is obsessed by queer death… is not great.

GOD IAN ALEXANDER tHOUGH

Michael, you have to stop showing your love by sacrificing yourself for them.

Well, this show doesn’t like slow burn. It’s a bit annoying. That said, in-universe, it’s a fantastic progression and Book and Michael are so right for each other. I merely wish we saw much more of their year of growing closer.

Stamets… loving someone who dies but isn’t gone. That’s Michael and her whole family, and Ash, and Philippa. To an extent.

I am also not completely happy with how little Hugh has to do in an episode that touches on Adira being hinted at closing off and isolating because of trauma. He’s grown past being Paul’s S1 placeholder husband.

Wait no kiss. DID THEY CUT A KISS HERE

Why is Starfleet punishing Michael again for the same thing they punished her for in S1? This is getting repetitive.

I mean, this is good conflict, but this is still frustrating. They are replaying their themes from S1 -- that they didn’t explore enough to my taste, mind you—with Saru in the center. It could be really interesting if done well, or it could be just recycling. I really, really hope the show isn’t trying to teach Michael a lesson but will use this storyline to engage with the imperialism and military propaganda inherent to Starfleet. Because punishing Michael for freeing indentured workers… that’s not a great look.

Seeing Michael’s relief though, the conflict, the beauty and subtlety and emotions and restrain of SMG’s acting as she removes her badge… It’s priceless.

I do wonder if she didn’t do it knowing very well this would happen: is it her martyr complex looking to punish herself? A way of getting out of a position she cannot make sense of anymore? A subconsciously deliberate sabotage act? I am so curious about her arc this season.

Loved the episode to bits. Fantastic conflict. Very fun to watch and some of the greatest one-liners of the show. 10/10

Next week: *chanting* mid-series ep, mid-series ep, mid-series...

#Star Trek Discovery #Star Trek Discovery spoilers #Star Trek Discovery s3 #remblai #I FORGOT TO EDIT AND POST IT #sorry

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ingravinoveritas · 5 years

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On Masters of Sex and Michael Sheen

I’ve just been binge-watching Masters Of Sex, and I was not in any way even REMOTELY prepared for how incredible Michael Sheen would be as Dr. Bill Masters. He’s so ice cold that he’s scorching hot, and he imbues the character with layers and depth on top of it.

I have to give special mention to two of my favorite moments thus far (I’m halfway through season three now, but season two is a goldmine of steamy, sexy Sheen goodness and THANK YOU to @michaelsheen for uploading all the episodes, you are a gift to this Earth). One of the things makes Michael’s performance so remarkable is the things he does with his voice. He is so restrained as Bill Masters, so completely muted, and yet this man who would otherwise have nothing sexy about him is charged with sexual energy and simmering ferocity as only Michael Sheen can do.

There is one scene where Ginny (Lizzy Caplan) switches the power dynamics and has Bill strip for her, then touch himself as she observes him. And the way Michael’s voice just frays ever so slightly as Bill becomes more aroused, lets that tight veneer of control slip, and makes the deliberate choice to open his eyes when he answers her question is just knee-weakeningly hot:

(Right after this moment, she has him stop and come over to her, and the wide shot of him completely naked on his knees going down on her is incredible. I couldn’t gif this because Tumblr sucks, but it is so worth watching...)

The other moment of note for me was when Bill and Ginny resume their “work” after some time apart. They’re back at the hotel where they’ve been having their liaisons, and Bill tells Ginny that he needs to “reacquaint himself” with her body. Again, the way Michael uses his voice is extraordinary, because Bill says these things with very little vocal affect, and yet it is incredibly intense and erotic. (Ginny’s reaction that you can see in her face would also be mine, except my underwear would’ve melted off by the end...)

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There are countless other amazing moments I could point to that highlight Michael’s amazing acting/the powerful chemistry between he and Lizzy, but what Masters Of Sex comes down to for me is the brilliance of how Michael conveys why Bill is doing what he is doing. I’ve mentioned in previous posts/on Twitter that I’m an adult on the autism spectrum, and I give presentations on autism and sexuality for a living.

One of the things I talk about is that when I was preparing to lose my virginity, I created a Sexual Intercourse Comment Card, to glean feedback on my performance. My self-esteem was very low back then, and I wanted to do everything I could to please my partner because I feared that if I screwed up, neither he nor anyone else would want to have sex with me again. Even more than that was getting a hold on the idea of love--of understanding when is that moment when a man is inside me where sex becomes an expression of love.

So the notion of wanting to measure this intangible thing via the tangible--vocal volume, facial expressions, thrusting--is completely familiar and understandable to me. Wanting to know what you did or didn’t do, and if something goes wrong, knowing for sure if it was your fault. And Michael conveys that so fucking brilliantly as Bill Masters and my heart aches for him (as do my lady parts, but for other reasons).

I can’t say enough about how enraptured I am by this show and how powerful Michael is in his restraint, in this pain and fear that Bill is nearly paralyzed by that makes me both loathe and love him at the same time, and then also in the moments where he just cracks and lets go of it even slightly. It’s so full of nuance and reminds us that nothing and no one is black and white. So thank you, Michael Sheen, for undoing me so fully and being a true master of sex...

#michael sheen #masters of sex #bill masters #virginia johnson #lizzy caplan #MoS #welsh seduction machine #also the episode where they do the non-sexual touching is one of the hottest things i've ever seen on TV #every time they show Michael's bare ass i short circuit #i want him to do things to me i can't even spell #i would never survive phone sex with michael sheen #let's just face facts #text post is texty

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ocean-butch · 5 years

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what are ur fave crowley and aziraphale moments? (-a completely anonymous anon)

AJFKAJJDAJ HELLO TOTALLY ANONYMOUS PERSON WHOSE IDENTITY I TOTALLY DO NOT KNOW. FiRsT oF aLL someone who ISNT an anon would know that this is an Oful question to ask me bc i Cannot Ever For The Life Of Me make a choice. bUT, since we obviously dont know each other, i guess im gonna let it slip. so ok im gonna try to make a list but pls do keep in mind that the order is just which ones i remember first, not in an actual order of preference (bc thats just asking too much!!!!!) okay so!

- pARIS WHEN AZIRAPHALE FIRST HEARS CROWLEY’S VOICE AND SMILES LIKE HES THE HAPPIEST HE HAS EVER BEEN AND THEN THEY GO ON A DATE

- OBVIOUSLY the church scene. just,, the entire thing tbh (i love the “anthony j crowley” “anthony?” “what, you dont like it?” “no i didnt say that” and “whats the j stand for?” “...oh just a j really” bit) but obviously the main focus being crowley saving aziraphale’s books like its No Big Deal even tho not even aziraphale remembered them and he did and the last shot with aziraphale’s face and the romantic soundtrack as we literally watch him realize that he’s in love with crowley (as confirmed by the loml michael sheen)

- thE SCENE WITH THE PAINTBALL AND AZIRAPHALE’S FACE WHEN HE WANTS CROWLEY TO MIRACLE THE STAIN OUT AND THEN HIS LIL SMILE AFTER HE DOES IT THAT IS JUST EXPLODING WITH LOVE LIKE LITERALLY MICHAEL HOW DO YOU DO THAT (also: crowley a lil later pinning aziraphale to the wall and aziraphale looking at him Like That)

- omg omg omg okay the bycicle accident scene like i just love that scene so so so much like u have no idea (well you personally do bc i’ve told u about it many times - not that i know who u are ofc) but i just,,, they act so Married okay i cant HANDLE IT (“let there be light” then crowley undoing it With That Face and “Oh Lord Heal This Bike” “i got carried away!”) and just ajfjsjdak theyre so cute in that scene i cherish it in my s o u l

- obviously their first meeting Has to be included! i mean, first of all they’re meeting each other. then suddenly, like 2 minutes later a demon’s already leaning closer to an angel who’s already lifting his wing to protect said demon from the scary unknown rain (also: “i gave it away!” and, with the most incredibly smitten face in the whole wide universe: “you WHAT????”)

- just. the whole scene when theyre drunk in the first ep. the entire thing. all of it. starting from “my point- my point is- dolphins.” until “well i’ll be damned!” “not that bad when you get used to it”

- OH OKAY THE SCENE AT THE BENCH WHEN THEYRE WATCHING WARLOCK JUST DAYS BEFORE HIS 11TH BIRTHDAY AND AZIRAPHALE STARTS DOING HIS LIL MAGIC TRICKS (“it was in your ear!” “no it was in your pocket” “well it was close to your ear” “never anywhere near my ear” and “you can do proper magic! you can make things disappear!” “but thats not as fun!” “fun????? make u disappear”) LIKE AKDSJJSJ AND ITS EVEN BETTER THAT THAT WHOLE MAGIC TRICK PART WAS IMPROVISED LIKE WOW DAVID AND MICHAEL ARE SO FUCKING GOOD OKAY I LOVE THEM BOTH SO MUCH

- OKAY SO ITS HEARTBREAKING BUT THE BANDSTAND SCENE BECAUSE I MEAN HOW COULD I NOT (with his voice breaking: “you cant Leave, crowley” and “we can run away together!” “run away.... together?” and “how long have we been friends? 6000 YEARS!” and “i dont even like you!” “you DO!”) i mean its just,,,,, too much,,,, its so much,,,,,,, pls,,,,,

- in that same angsty note: soho, 1967. do i need to elaborate? who cares imma do it anyway (“but i cant have you risking your life. not even for something dangerous” and the soft unspoken desperation of “dont go unscrewing the cap” and “after everything you’ve said?” and “can i drop you off somewhere?” and “oh, dont look so disappointed. perhaps one day we could, i dont know, go for a picnic. dine at the ritz” and, of course, “anywhere you want to go” “you go too fast for me, crowley”) i mean yeah its heartbreaking but its also, to me, when crowley gets that confirmation that aziraphale loves him back so i cant just not mention it

- when satan is coming and aziraphale just literally picks up his sword and says “DO SOMETHING! OR… or I’ll never talk to you again!” like its the worst thing that could ever happen (it is, for both of them at least) and then obviously crowley just,,, Does The Something bc literally nothing in the entire world, heaven, or hell, will ever take aziraphale away from him

- tHe bUs sCeNE i just ajfjajsj cANT BELIEVE THAT HAPPENED!!!!! LIKE HE LITERALLY JUST. “you can stay at my place… if you’d like” AND AZIRAPHALE GOES WITH HIM!!!!!!!!!!! HOW AM I SUPPOSED TO EVER BE OKAY EVER AGAIN???????? THEYRE IN L O V E

- and lastly because, since the show finished with it, i think its only fair i do too: there were angels dining at the ritz (“i’d like to believe none of this wouldve worked out if you werent, deep down, just a little bit a good person” “and if you werent, deep down, just enough of a bastard to be worth knowing” and “to the world” “to the world!” and, obviously, “and perhaps the recent exertions had had some fallout in the nature of reality because, while they were eating, for the first time ever, a nightingale sang in berkeley square.”)

anyways i think im probably forgetting some of them but sOmEoNE (who is definitely not this anon, of course) has been saying for the past hour and a half that im taking too long to answer this, so. there ya go.

(bonus: the deleted scene where crowley brings aziraphale chocolates and ends up saving him from going back to heaven like a good bf)

#thank you so much for asking #you were very patient too so jakdjaj im sorry #yknow how i am with asks and things i love #it always takes way longer than anyone expects #(including me)#mine #answered #anon #good omens #ineffable husbands #from my beloved

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I’m preserving the privacy of the blog and blog-runner that I had this with. Don’t ask me who it was, I will not say. Don’t assume you know who it is. And if you’ve got a problem with it, bring it to me. Nobody else. No, I don’t know why I’m feeling so strongly about this, or taking this so intently. I just am. We good?

Okay.

I’m actually addressing it like this for two reasons. The first?

I mean what I goddamn said. I’m proud of feeling like this. Am I upset? I certainly am. I’m sick and damn tired of Tumblr’s “cancellation culture” or whatever you’re referring to yourselves as nowadays.

I’m sick and fucking tired of bloviating anons getting their sore assholes licked because well, he’s dating someone MY AGE and that’s just gross even though i’d date him hahahahahaha like, really? This is going to be your reaction?

I’ve seen so many anons across so many accounts today that I’m despairing of anyone ever having more than one braincell in their empty fucking skulls. It’s like that old Windows Logo screensaver. You know the one, the black screen with the Windows logo bouncing around on it.

Michael doesn’t owe you, me, or any of us any goddamn thing. Period. You don’t like his private life choices? Hey, too bad! You don’t get to dictate that! You want to sulk about it like a teenager? Hey, knock yourself out. But you don’t get to do that shit in public and then act all shocked and upset when someone else responds differently. Keep that shit to yourself. Wrap yourself in tinfoil or whatever it is you want to do, but keep that shit to yourself. Don’t inflict that shit on the rest of us.

When you do? You give the rest of us the right to answer back. Don’t want to hear me? Fine. A, don’t incite me. B, unfollow my fat ass, and C, block it. Because I’m going to say it.

The second?

Michael Sheen is probably the most fan-friendly celebrities I’ve seen in awhile. Sure, there are actors from other shows who are reaching out to their fanbases (Hi there, Arjun Gupta! Hale Appleman, nice to see you! Summer, welcome to the club!) and there are “official” blogs and tumblrs run by “authorized accounts” to cater to fans, but.

Michael Sheen actively promotes fans. He answers their questions, he laughs at their jokes, he shares fanworks, he encourages fans to create those works, and when someone complains about it, he literally invites them to, and I quote, “very fuck off.”

More than that, he shares with us. He shares his causes, the things that he feels strongly about, encourages us to learn with him and from him, and openly invites us to support him and the causes in whatever way we can.

He’s practically invited the world into his living room via his Twitter.

And then he sees the very people he’s supported and invited along with him actively turning against him. Saying vile things about him and his partner/girlfriend (I’ve seen critiques of him using the word partner, odds on if he’ll get married or how long it’ll last, whether or not he actually wants the baby, so many criticisms of the age gap I’m ready to vomit, and who this woman is and what she wants out of him.)

What the hell gives you the right? Maybe I am shaming in this, maybe I am inflaming, but goddamn, somebody needs to fucking shame you sons of bitches. Yesterday, literally yesterday, nobody was giving two shits that he had a girlfriend, and we were ALL jumping on his metaphorical cock. Not even twenty four hours later, there’s a vilification in process that is sickening.

So many times I’ve seen it happened and I haven’t said anything. I’ve stayed out of the drama, I haven’t spoken up, and I regret every single minute of that silence.

I can’t stay silent this time. I won’t. And you can’t make me.

#am I ranting?#i hope so #my ranting gets raves #please don't tag with his name #because i don't want to think he's seeing any of this bullshit #i honestly don't know why I'm feeling this so strongly right now #but oh fucking well #but here we fucking are

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7, 11, and 34 for the TV ask meme

Thanks so much for asking Blip this meme. Having a low weekend so still taking questions!

7- have you ever been inspired to start a new show based on gifs or memes it ?

I was gonna say no, but now that I think of it, I think seeing gifs about Eleven and Hopper from season 2 of Stranger Things pushed me to watch it. I would probably have left it to season 1 otherwise. (So, yes @laylainalaska that’s all on you ;-) )

11- which TV show has the best musical soundtrack, in your opinion?

It’s very sujective, but I have to say, every time I hear a song that was used in Person of Interest, it just gives me a big shot of FEELS. Know what I mean? I don’t know what it is about their choice of songs, but hearing just a few notes, and it takes me right back there, hitting at my heart strings.

34- what are your top 5 shows right now?

Only FIVE ?! Ok, gonna try to avoid the obvious and will instead make a little list of recommendation for recent shows. And try to stick to around approximatively five...

1- Counterpart. I know it’s been cancelled but season 2 aired in 2019, so that 1- makes it current enough, and 2- I can’t miss an opportunity to bring up Counterpart. It was brilliant. Gone unfairly too soon.

2- Ku’damm 56. A German show about women’s conditions in the 50′s in Germany. Feminist and modern. Very talented people all around. And while we’re at it, I’d like to also recommend Deutchland 83. Another great german show. This time set in the 80′s. So it’s more cold war, spy stuff. Also really good.

3- Chernobyl. Terrifying but very good.

4- Call My Agent (Dix Pourcent in French). French TV show about actors’ agents. Entertaining and fun. Actors play their own roles.

5- The Good Fight. I hesitated quite a bit for the last spot. I thought about putting Big Little Lies, Better Things or Gentleman Jack, which are all great too. But then I thought of all the posts about how Michael Sheen is such an angel and a cutie. And I can’t help but think you guys mustn’t have seen him in the lastest season of The Good Fight cause I can tell you he is no angel. Honestly I spent 2 months hating the hell out of his character. He is sooo unsufferable and extravagant and a terrible human being. So to me it’s a miracle (and kudos to his acting talent, really) that even though Good Omens came out right after, I didn’t see an ounce of Roland Blum in Aziraphale. Also The Good Fight is a very good catharsis in those years of unfuriating politics...

#a meme!#tv shows #thanks for playing!#bliphany-sherylwang

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Passengers Review

In Passengers, Jim (Chris Pratt) and Aurora (Jennifer Lawrence) wake up 30 years into a 120-year trip to a colony planet and can’t reactivate their cryogenic sleeper pods. As the two fall in love, it becomes increasingly apparent there’s something wrong with the ship and they have to save it, or they and the 5,200-something other passengers and crew will die. This is a good hook, but the film has taken a critical beating since its release just before Christmas. I enjoyed it, though there's definitely a moral question to the film that could either spin things into creepy territory or inspire your compassion (or at least understanding) for the choices made by one of the characters. Your enjoyment of the movie may rest entirely on how you feel about that particular plot point, but I think you��ll definitely leave the theater thinking about what you’d do in these characters’ shoes, and that’s great.

Pratt and Lawrence had good chemistry and were both very good (as are Lawrence Fishbourne and Michael Sheen in smaller supporting roles). Aurora could’ve used a bit more introspection from the writing to balance out the internal monologues (and screentime) we get from Jim, but I felt like we knew both of them well enough to empathize with and understand them. Aurora could’ve also been given a little more to do in the climax, but I get that her skill set as a journalist didn’t lend itself to repairing a failing spaceship (so maybe write her a different one…more on that below). I do think her character was underserved, but not enough to make her one-dimensional or to seriously hurt the movie (and again, Lawrence is good with what she’s got). Michael Sheen makes a great character out of a role that could be very limiting—the ship’s robot bartender—and Lawrence Fishbourne gets a brief but challenging role as one of the ship’s crew who may not have much time left. I haven’t seen desperation from Fishbourne often, and I liked how he played it here.

The ship—the Avalon—looked realistic, appropriately ultra-high-tech, and very cool. Likewise, the special effects were definitely convincing. The humor in the first parts of the film gave it a nice sense of levity, while the third act has solidly increasing danger. The story's pretty simple, and that's fine. Not everything needs to be a complex conspiracy or epic tale told over a trilogy. This is a one-and-done “people vs. the elements” movie and it's all the better for it. I think they should’ve pushed the release date back a month or two, because opening a space movie the week after Rogue One was not the shrewdest box office choice. Fellow sci-fi genre film The Space Between Us gave Star Wars a wide berth by moving closer to Valentine’s Day and this should’ve followed suit.

Passengers is a solid sci-fi movie with an interesting moral question at its center. I definitely think it’s worth a watch, and I’d be interested to hear how you respond to the central moral dilemma.

3.75/5

MAJOR SPOILERS...

The trailers are very misleading, and that may have put off anyone looking for a straightforward romance in space. There’s not a larger “reason they woke up” and I’m not sure why that line was in the trailer. The concept has enough of a hook without it, and it lends the movie an air of expectation for some grand conspiracy or meaning, when really it’s just about what two people will do to survive.

The twist—that Jim wakes up due to the ship’s damage and then, a year later, wakes Aurora on purpose—seems to be the big sticking point of the film for many. I don’t agree with his choice, but it’s an interesting ethical question: waking her up sentences her to death of old age after a life alone with him since they're 90 years from their destination, but if he stays by himself, he will kill himself due to the isolation. Ignoring the fact that it takes both of them to save the ship by the end, if you could radically change the course of someone’s life to save your own, would you do it? It’s true Jim robs Aurora of her choice in waking her up and I understand the revulsion that comes with his decision: what he does is not OK. However, I don’t agree with the reviews that claim the movie doesn’t treat this like the awful mistake it is: there’s plenty of time spent with Jim alone as the seclusion slowly drives him to the point of attempting suicide and the film never lets him forget what he’s done. It’s always treated as a big problem and it does have real ramifications: he knows the implications of what he did and doesn't like that he did it, while she's justifiably pissed and horrified. When she tries to murder Jim for what he’s done, he accepts it and the movie never allows him to self-righteously admonish her for that. Aurora doesn’t forgive him until he’s forced to sacrifice himself to save everyone—she had truly fallen for him in their year together—and again, I think the movie played that very well. Even after he’s saved the ship and she’s saved him, the movie throws another curve ball to deny Jim some twisted “reward” of Aurora’s love: they discover that with higher clearance, they can convert the medical bay pod into an emergency cryo-tube, and Aurora is given the decision to leave him or stay.

I wish they’d shifted to her point of view almost completely once she found out (and even before then, it would’ve been fun if Aurora wasn’t what Jim expected at all, to comment on the validity of “love at first sight”). There are bits of what she feels—while she jogs, she literally can’t escape his apologies over the PA system in the ship, for example—but I wanted more, especially right before she tried to murder Jim and once they’d established themselves living apart. We knew Jim so well that the movie makes its biggest mistake in not letting us get to know Aurora too. How does she think she’d handle such extreme isolation had she woken up first? She suggests waking the crew up at one point to help, but that moment of desperation leading her to make the same move Jim did is glossed over. They also could’ve had her come to a place where she could forgive Jim before he got to play hero and save the whole ship (perhaps she’d have done the same thing he did), diving into humanity’s more forgiving side as well as its desperate one as part of the need for companionship the movie explores. I would’ve understood and been satisfied whether Aurora got into the medbay pod or stayed with Jim, but I think we should’ve seen her making a diary entry or something to see her thought process on choosing to stay rather than playing it like a surprise to Jim (again, too much from Jim’s point of view). I almost wonder if we were kept so much in Jim’s frame of reference to keep him from becoming the truly despicable bad guy he could’ve been had we gotten inside Aurora’s head after she found out. If that was the case, they should’ve trusted Pratt to do his job and remain sympathetic (and to his credit, he does) while allowing the audience to fully assess the situation. Regardless, I think we should’ve seen things from both their perspectives to retain Jim’s self-loathing acceptance that what he did was wrong as well as gaining insight into Aurora.

The Bitter Script Reader worked out a way Jim and Aurora could share the medbay pod and make it to Homestead 2 alive, and I think that could’ve been a nice coda to the movie. It—and the way the movie actually ends, with Jim and Aurora living out their years onboard together and dying before the ship gets to Homestead 2—are far better options than the apparent original ending, which sounds awful. Let’s not accidentally slaughter everyone on board and then populate a planet via incest.

Despite their chemistry and the believability with which Aurora falls for Jim—and I did believe he truly fell for her too once he got to know her—the romance was spoiled for me by knowing what he’d done. I understood their love, but I wasn’t rooting for it; the facts that he’d fallen for her writing rather than her and woke her up on purpose kept me from fully investing in their love story. That said, I think it would’ve been much worse had the audience not been in on the secret until a third act reveal: showing his time alone on the ship in a flashback montage wouldn’t have been nearly as effective or as emotionally resonant as experiencing it with him in “real time.” I’d have come away hating Jim had they gone that way.

There are ways they could’ve softened the morally sticky aspects of this. If Jim had known her before—if they were married, for instance—then you could play much the same moral quandary of waking her up or not and you’d dodge the “fell in love with her writing and her pretty face” issue altogether. If, again, Aurora had been something totally different than Jim expected, they’d have undercut the Snow White/Sleeping Beauty syndrome and I don’t think the romance wouldn’t have been as off-putting to some because you could comment on that sort of presumptuousness. At the very least, they could’ve swapped their professions. If Jim is the reporter and Aurora the engineer—and Jim has access to the instruction manuals for the pods, as he does in the movie—it’s conceivable he could follow instructions to initiate an emergency wake-up call in her pod with the hopes that she can restore both their pods once she’s awake. His first thought upon realizing what’s happened is to wake up the crew to do just this, but he can’t access the crew sleep pods. In this scenario he’s not a drowning man grabbing the nearest person and dragging her down with him, he’s a drowning man grabbing the nearest lifeguard. When she can’t put them back to sleep, you still have the implications of him losing his bet that she could help…but maybe softening the moral quandary isn't the point.

Maybe the writers don’t need us to keep liking Jim the entire movie and didn’t want to go for the easy answer, or even a softer question. They certainly didn’t choose the method of sharing the medbay pod and just getting older on the ship rather than dying there, opting for an all-or-nothing life together or apart. I don’t think you have to agree with—or even like—the central characters of a movie to make it a good or interesting film, and waking up a total stranger who can’t help you to survive beyond basic human interaction is definitely the hardest and most morally gray choice. I think it's a great question that challenges the audience by asking us what we'd do. So, ignoring the fact that if he doesn't wake her up, he kills himself and then later everyone dies due to the ship’s damage (and no matter what, he can't save the ship alone), what would you do in his shoes? Do you keep to yourself and very likely eventually commit suicide? Do you transport someone to the deserted island with you? What would you do in Aurora’s shoes, suddenly woken up and then lied to while you fall in love?

I think if I were in his shoes, I’d try my hardest to not wake anyone up. There’s a lot of reading to do (at least the life stories of thousands of people on board, if not a full library), so that’ll burn a few years. Does the Avalon have a tv/movie library? I’d teach myself new skills. I’d write. A lot. There could be an alternate take on this story where the settlers reach Homestead 2 and discover the tales whoever woke up early wrote; maybe letters to them, maybe adventures he or she had saving their lives while they slept, maybe fiction that could only be inspired by the things they saw on the trip, which no other human will see. Anyway, I tend towards being a loner most of the time as it is, but I can’t imagine a lifetime without seeing or talking to anyone ever again. According to isolation experiments, humans can’t handle being alone for very long. Would these activities be enough to keep me from committing suicide? Would a robot bartender be enough to avoid that fate? No matter what, I couldn’t forgive myself for stranding someone else. In Aurora’s place, I’d be furious. I don’t think I could kill the person who woke me up either, but I’m absolutely certain I’d be angrier than I can ever imagine being. I’m pretty sure I couldn’t get into the medbay pod fast enough, but I’d also wonder if leaving the person I’d fallen in love with alone for the rest of their life is a hellish thing to do, even if I only met them because they woke me up. Would that be like killing them, since they’ll probably go insane from the isolation? What if their solitude causes them to wreck the ship somehow, endangering everyone’s lives again? Should you be responsible for keeping someone sane and alive when they put you in that position to begin with? I don’t think so, and I’d probably get in the pod.

What would you do?

#passengers #chris pratt #jennifer lawrence #lawrence fishburne #michael sheen

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