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I want it all [18+]
Ethan Hunt x !fem!reader
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A/N: After hearing about the death of every member of his team, Ethan realizes that he’s the only one left alive, or at least this is what he thought before you found him again.
Warnings: Ethan in Mission Impossible 1 is a warning…. Jk, again this is a smut so you know what you’re doing.
This is for my Mav, girl I love you @mqverick 🎀
It was early in the morning when you came back to the apartment where you and the rest of the team settled down to organize the whole mission.
A lot have happened since the beginning of the operation and you couldn't come to think that everyone was dead.
The sequence of events went so fast that you found yourself roaming through the cold streets in the hope that no one was following you, with your thoughts glued on how everything went terribly wrong. The annoying taste of them was leading your mind to think about the only person you knew could've saved himself, Ethan.
It was around four in the morning when you quietly climbed the stairs of the building and the suspense was devouring you and you didn't even want to think about what you had to tell to Kittridge, how to deal with him and what have happened and why you were the only one left alive.
You were so focused on your own reflections, on your fears and preoccupations that you didn't even notice that there were two light bulbs missing from the lamp walls hanging at the end of the hallway.
You approached the room, making sure to be quiet enough not to make any noise but broken glasses echoed through the whole building when you stepped in front of the door.
The glass kept cracking under your feet and you hurried yourself inside to lock the door behind you as fast as you could.
The big room was still, weirdly still like never before. You looked on your left as you caught your reflection on the tall windows that were showing the beautiful Prague in front of them.
Your eyes scanned the area until when you noticed that somebody have been there before you.
"Ethan?" You called him, walking towards the table where his computer was open on some website you've never seen before. You tried to recall where you've seen the logo before but once again your eyes made their way down the book next to it. When you tried to reach for it a hand grabbed your wrist and within a second your back was pressed against the wall and your breath stopped in your throat before your eyes shot open to meet his.
He was alive. You knew it. With a gun pointed right in front of your face and his arm locking you againts the wall as if you were the enemy. He was different from when you've seen him a couple of hours earlier: his eyes were a bit red with such rage that you didn't even recognize yourself. Your heart started to pound against your chest when you noticed that he wasn't letting go of you as you thought he would've.
"Ethan... what are you doing?" Your voice was shaky, your eyes fixated into his while you tried to get rid of his grip but the muscles of his arms tensed even more, his eyes darkened and the gun followed you.
"Turn around" your lips parted, ready to protest but you couldn't believe at what was happening right there. As complicated as the situation was already, you didn't want to upset him even more and so, you did as he ordered you to.
Ethan quickly grabbed your wrists and held them behind your back while the gun was slolwy moved down your back and remained there.
"Who sent you?" His whole body was now against yours, pressing against your back, trying to get an answer out of you, an aswer you didn't even have since that all you did was coming back like the rules say.
"No one..." you replied, trying to understand his position in all of this.
"Bullshit" Ethan said and spun you around to face you again.
"Who the fuck sent you?" You shook your head almost with desperation as you heard the sound of the bullet loading the gun, ready to shoot if needed and you knew you had to make him reason and break whatever defense he was trying to build against you.
"No one, no one sent me" His eyebrows were frowned and his hands were putting even more pressure around your wrists as he dragged you into the bedroom.
"Ethan? I don't understand..." you confessed as he put the gun into his pants and started to move his hands all over you.
"Where have you been?" His voice was against your neck and his hands were having no mercy on your body as they moved from your legs, up to your stomach and under your breasts, looking for something.
"Ethan stop this..." you tried to move away but he didn't let you.
He did not care how far this was going and besides how scared you were and how in disbelief you were about the way he was acting with you, you found it almost arousing.
"Where have you been mm?" He asked you again, turning your body around so you were facing him once again. He held you in place, letting his intense gaze devour you whole, and waited for the answer as if everything in the world depended on it.
"I... I was- looking for you" you said trying to make him reason but he didn't seem open to that and held you with both of his big hands and pinned you down on the bed.
You were almost in tears but the excitement that you were still trying to deny from yourself was even worse. How could you even find something like this attractive? Yet, there you were, almost begging for more but hiding it with tears of fake terror.
"You were looking for me" he said quickly, while his hands moved down your waist and squeezed your hips.
You unconsciously let out a whimper when he did that and his eyes immedialtly looked up towards yours. He tilted his head and a smirk made the corner of his lips curl like you've never seen before. All of this was new to you and you were still trying to process the previous hours you've spent roaming through the streets, hoping to find him alive, safe.
"You were looking for me?" Ethan asked while his hands forcefully spread your legs in front of him and his body was once again pressed against yours.
He was staring down at you, studying every single emotion you were letting out, the slightest noises you were making because of him and you haven't even noticed how hot you felt when he hovered above you in such way.
You swallowed hard and your lips parted to speak, to at least try to ptotest but as humiliating as it was right now, you wanted it, you wanted it real badly and he knew it.
Maybe he knew it all along, before all of this mess, before the whole mission. Maybe he wanted you for so long that the shock of losing you made him so scared and mad that he needed to be like this to have you.
Or maybe he knew something that you didn't and it was hard for him to trust you.
"Not speaking again?" Ethan grabbed your cheeks with a hand and forced you to stare at him "who sent you?" He asked once again but you gave him no answer.
He let go of your face and moved his hands roughly down on you again until when he found the end of your sweater and took it off of your body.
He looked at you and devoured you with those eyes of his as you noticed how his breathing fastened and his hands were desperately trying to touch all of you.
"You like this..." he said frowning when his attention focused on the way your body was responding.
He wasn't happy about it, obviously because he knew there was something wrong going on but you were not talking, you were simply not giving him what he wanted from you.
Ethan held your chin and spoke again with that tone that was making you dripping wet "you like being treated like this" his jaw clenched and your lips parted looking at his.
His hand slowly moved up your cheek and your eyes were not leaving his, not even for a second before he crashed his lips on yours. Never in your life you had such a kiss and only god knows for how long you've been waiting to be kissed by him like that.
He was so fast that without even realizing his hands were holding your thighs around his waist and his lips were roughly kissing all of your body.
You weren't able to form a single sentence nor a single thought besides embracing what he was doing to you.
When his hands reached for your trousers he quickly pulled them down your legs, until your ankles before tossing them away.
His mouth was consuming you in the most lustful way a human can even imagine and you couldn't help yourself but moan his name, bite your lips and wrap your legs around him even tighter.
You both didn't know how desperate you were for each other until now. You didn't know what the hell was going on in this room and how many people were looking for the both of you by now and you didn't care about it, just like you didn't care about how wrong this was, considering the circumstances.
He kissed your lips over and over again, forcing his tongue into your mouth and you weren't hesitanting to let him have you.
"I saw you dying" he said panting, between a kiss and another while your hands moved down his, still clothed, chest.
"It doesn't matter" you kissed him back and took off his shirt before he held your waist and pulled you even closer to his body.
You wrapped your arms around his neck and with a swift move you were now on top of him with one of his arms was holding you in place.
"It does matter..." he said after you, looking up at you waiting for an answer but instead, you moved on his lap and spread your legs while your hands undid the buckle of his belt.
"It does..." he continued but a moan escaped from his lips when you kissed his lips again.
"Does it?" You asked confidently now, but when his hands run up your back and his mouth moved down your neck, until your chest, you lost it.
He felt the tension in your muscles and smirked against your skin.
"Yeah...it does" he whispered and his fingers moved along your sides, making their way down your thighs as you shivered and arched you back towards him. You bit your lips at the feeling and your eyes fell shut when he reached the waistband of your underwear and slowly pulled them down your thighs.
The anticipation was killing you, making your lungs suffer from the heavy breathing and your mouth wet at the thought of kissing him again. You didn't even want to confess how sensitive you already were just because of all that happened, how quickly it was happening and how insanely attractive he was.
When his cold fingers touched you right where you were needing him the most, without even a warning, your hands suddenly tightened on his shoulders and the moan that you let out made him bite his lips to kill his own.
He spread your wetness all over your folds and you tried your best not to let out a sound , just to prove him that you could've resisted if you really wanted to.
Ethan was watching you, your every expression of pleasure he was causing you, your every movement and sound and you knew he wanted you more, he needed more.
"Let me hear you" he demanded, pinning you down on the bed again, making a moan escape from your lips while his his fingers started to stretch you out and his eyes were locked into yours.
"Fuck-" you said before taking a deep and quick breath
"Yes just like that" he smirked down at you and started to kiss your lips, going lower and lower.
You were struggling beneath him but it was the kind of struggle that turned him on, the kind of effort he liked from you and he was just as good as you imagined at making you sweat for it. Yes you've been imagining this all along and you were craving for it. You were dying to feel all of this, to feel him and the more you thought about how many fantasies you had with him the more you felt turned on by them.
His hands were caressing your skin, gripping on it to make sure to leave a mark afterwards so you had no other choice than stick with him.
"Ethan-" you gasped when he started to slide his fingers in and out of you, curling them to hit the right spot and make your eyes roll back. Your hips started to move along with his pace until when you didn't even realize that he had stopped moving and you were just riding them yourself.
He watched you with amusement and excitement, feeling his cock throb just at the thought of how tightly you were gripping his fingers inside of you and how wet you were getting after each pump of them.
His hand moved down to remove his boxers and free himself from the struggle.
You kept rolling your hips forward before he wrapped his huge arm around your waist and quickly switched position so you were on top of him again.
He looked up at you with eyes full of thrist for you and all you did was wrapping your arms around his neck and kiss him, bringing your body even closer to his so your chest was pressed against his.
Your hands slowly moved down his torso before you glanced down at him and he captured your lips in his again.
You adjusted yourself on his lap, biting your lips even harder than before, feeling his hard cock right against your stomach.
"Ride it" he said looking up at you and only then you noticed how bright they were, how much desperation he was holding back since the first moment he met you. He would've begged you if needed but as excited and ready as you were, you preferred to save it for another occasion.
You slowly stood up from him and placed both of your hands on his shoulders while his moved up your back, to bring you closer. He gently helped you down on his cock as you bit your lips to kill another desperate moan, trying to let your mind ignore how big he was and just take it as deeper as you could.
"fuck-" he groaned holding your hips in place, breathing heavily against your skin as you whined at how well he was stretching you out, feeling it throb in anticipation when your wet walls started to grip onto him for dear life.
The pleasure was taking over you as your mind was taken away by his images scrolling right in front of your closed eyes before you suddenly felt his hand moving up your stomach to cup one of your breasts and squeeze it lightly.
"Ethan-" you moaned feeling how hot his skin was against yours and how his lips parted when you looked back at him. Your movements became sloppier when he kissed your mouth and moved down to nibble on the skin of your chest while his hand slowly made its way up to the back of your neck.
"C'mon babe" Ethan said breathless as he noticed how much you were struggling to take it but you were so close to the edge, so close to let it go but holding back to make it last longer.
"I can't-" you cried out as your head fell backwards and your nails dug into his skin before he held you down on the bed once again.
He was still inside of you but he was staring at you, at how beautiful you looked right beneath him, with your cheeks changing shades of pink and your long dark lashes touching the top of your eyes.
"You're so... beautiful" he whispered, bending down to kiss your cheek but moving down your neck to kiss you as if he knew this would've been the first and last time you were doing this.
Your eyes fell shut and all you felt was your body melting within his, the hotness of his skin and the tension in his muscles as he held himself right above you.
"Please Ethan..." you whispered as your hands moved down his arms and his eyes returned to yours and sparkled at your words.
You were trying to read him, to understand what was going on through his mind while he was looking at you like this, if he was even aware of what was going on but his lips were too tempting and you found yourself putting your thoughts aside and kissing him before he started to move back and forth.
"Please?" Ethan asked against your lips as he felt how your grip tightened around his arms and you nodded in response, keeping your eyes closed to savor the moment.
His thrusts were slow and torturous, making yourself wetter and his movements smoother inside you.
“Faster” you moaned and he didn’t hesitate to give you what you asked for.
Ethan sped up his pace, holding you down and hitting the same spot repeatedly to make you arch your back for and more, making your eyes wet with tears and your body burn beneath his.
One of his hands was holding your thigh around him and the other was still holding you in pace as yours were tightening even more around the skin of his arms.
Your chest was rising and falling quickly and the noises he was making were only driving you insane and dangerously close to your break point.
“I wanted you for so long” Ethan said closer to your ear before kissing your jaw and moving down your neck.
His words filled your heart, wrapped around it and squeezed it between your lungs as you felt his love embracing you. You gave in even more.
Your walls clenching over and over again around him, making Ethan’s eyes fall shut and his grasp on you even tighter.
“Me too…” you confessed and watched him move above you as if it was the most beautiful sight you’ve ever seen in your life and it really was.
You felt the knot in your stomach growing uncontrollably as he keep sliding in and out of you, kissing your lips, trying to be as quiet as possible but it was impossible.
“I’m- going to…” you managed to say between a gasp and another but Ethan kissed you and spoke up again before you could.
“Let go for me” the way he made you shiver just with those words was all you needed to reach the peak.
Your lips parted again and tears steamed down your cheeks before he buried his face in the crook of neck and moaned your name.
“Oh god-“ Your walls clenched painfully as you came all over him and he emptied himself inside of you, groaning against your skin and breathing heavily as pleasure washed over the two of you.
He didn’t move away yet and his eyes slowly met yours once again and you really couldn’t help yourself anymore but smile at how they sparkled at you.
Ethan smiled back at you and hugged you as tight as he could.
All the tension that the night had built, all the losses that you both went through, the fear you experienced when you knew everyone didn’t survive and the joy that hit you when you saw that he was still alive, waiting for you with terror in his eyes as if you were a ghost coming back to take him with you or even an enemy… it was all gone.
You held him with all the strength left in your body and his hand stroked your hair, his lips trailed kissed down your neck as he spoke to you.
“I thought I’d lost you” you smiled at his words and tears fell down your cheeks once again.
“You will never lose me” you met his eyes as you cleft your heart talk to him “never”.
He smiled back at you and kissed your whole face, making sure not to leave any spot unkissed before he laid down with you and held you close to him, to make sure nothing could’ve separated the two of you.
“Never”
#ethan hunt x reader#mission impossible#tom cruise x female reader#tom cruise imagine#Ethan hunt image#Ethan hunt smut#mission impossible 1#Tom cruise smut#fan fiction
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"You use a scalpel, I prefer a hammer."
I am having so many thoughts about this line because sure Ethan is a scalpel but like no he's not he's...well ok let me try and meta for a second
Because Mission Impossible 1, he's a scalpel. By god is he a scalpel. He manipulates and deceives and seduces and tricks and betrays and sets people up and pulls off these delicate and precise maneuvers and leaves without a trace and he shows people what they want to see whether that's being flashy or subtle or dumb or smart or
And he survives the worst time of his life by using all of these skills as they're being used against him and he hates it
I think thats why I'm fascinated by his interaction with Max, because they're using the same playbook and they are aware of what the other is doing so they have a little fun with it. Like, Ethan is living through hell and he's desperate, and he's pretty scared of Max underneath that boyish grin. But it's fun. They're both being a good sport about it. Because it's mutual. But it's mutual in a very different way to Jim/Claire's manipulation of him is mutual. I'm not sure I'm expressing this well.
He hates it, just a little at first, and then by the end I think he hates it a lot because
Mission Impossible 2 happens and (if memory serves right because I haven't seen the film in years) he's trying so fucking hard not to be a scalpel. He's trying to be a hammer.
And he's rough and abrasive and reckless and little bit feral. He's split lips and bruises knuckles. He hits hard and expects to be hit harder, because he's punishing himself and punishing the world and it shows. He learns violence as a tool and learns how to use it. And he hammers his way through the problem because he can't stomach the thought of being a scalpel anymore.
And then, slowly, through mi3 and beyond, we see him walk the path back to being a scalpel.
He'll never forget what Jim and Claire did to him but maybe he doesn't let the wound fester anymore and let's it start to heal.
But he can never be a scalpel again.
Because he's learned the advantages of a hammer too.
Sometimes you need to be a ghost but sometimes you need to make a scene.
Because a scalpel could never fight the way Ethan fights. To the bitter end, blood between his teeth, and not necessarily his own. Would never drive a car off a building to get to the bottom faster, wouldn't drive a car post drowning to death, wouldn't crash a helicopter on purpose. Could never do the most extreme of the stunts that Ethan pulls off.
I mean, he's better at them because he can be a scalpel while doing them. But to do them at all...
But a hammer could never put on a mask and become someone else. Could never seduce a target. Or interrogate someone without them ever figuring out they were interrogated. Or break in somewhere to steal what they need and leave without a trace.
Walker could never have done what Ethan did in Paris. Because Lark and Walker weren't two different people. They were the same person with part of themselves hidden behind a vail so they could blend in. But Ethan. Ethan thought "I need to be Lark" and then became him. Dead eyed stare and "I slaughtered women and children with smallpox" and the White Widow trapped in his gaze terrified down to her marrow. A hammer couldn't do that. Only a scalpel.
Ethan swings between scalpel and hammer as needed and becomes something of the two combined, becomes something terrifying
It's what marks him, out of all the IMF, as the living manifestation of destiny. As the mind-reading, shapeshifting, incarnation of chaos. The one they tell stories about, the stories that surely can't all be true
So Ethan's not a scalpel. And he's not a hammer. I'm not sure what he is. And maybe Ethan wonders about that sometimes too.
Side note: I would like to invite the king of mission impossible 1 meta @deanwinchestersfloralwallpaper to way in, since I'm sure they'll be able to articulate all of this much clearer than I have
#mission impossible fallout#mission impossible 1#mission: impossible#mission impossible#ethan hunt#august walker#max mitsopolis#jim phelps#claire phelps#meta#mission impossible meta
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Ethan hunt looked so hot in those glasses and it’s a shame we didn’t see more of them
#mission impossible#mission impossible 1#Ethan Hunt#movies#my posts#let Ethan wear glasses 2k24#like the vault scene is amazing but paired with the glasses and the rest of the fit???#peak
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Me: Quick Luther doodle!!
*one hour later*
#not so quick of a doodle#still im proud of it#everyone look at him#luther stickell#mission impossible#mi#mission impossible 1#airlocks art#my art
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mission impossible 2 is imo genuinely a very good and fun movie that doesn’t deserve the hate it gets. That being said it made one “lore addition” that I feel like was a disservice to the franchise and that’s the voice modulator sticker thing. MI1 does a nice job of implying that vocal impersonation is just another of Ethan’s skills, which makes it more necessary to study the people he impersonates beforehand and leads to cool scene effects like him having to stay quiet as Jim because he could never imitate Jim’s voice well enough to fool Claire. I’m a big fan of fun gadgets but that one annoys me cause it takes all the skill out of Ethan’s ability to disguise himself
#mission impossible#mission impossible 2#mission impossible 1#ethan hunt#I’m a big fan of that one bit in MI1 where Ethan studies the video of the guy he’s pretending to be. I think MI3 would have been more fun if#that was a challenge he had to deal with#attempting to imitate someone who he had very little knowledge of#it’s just unnecessary suspense to add ‘will the voice chip work’ to ‘will the face mask work’ when canonically Ethan is very skilled at#imitating voices!!! let the suspense be ‘will Ethan be able to fool someone who knows the target way better than he does’
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#yes I already posted it#but wanted a longer time frame#pete maverick mitchell#ethan hunt#pete mitchell#maverick top gun#maverick mitchell#top gun#top gun (1986)#top gun 1986#mission impossible#mission: impossible#mission impossible 1#mission impossible 2#mission impossible 3#mission impossible ghost protocol#mission impossible rogue nation#mission impossible fallout#mission impossible dead reckoning#mission impossible dead reckoning part 1#mission impossible dead reckoning part 2#tumblr polls
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#only thing i can think of during that scene#why are his eyes so blue#picture doesnt do them justice but we’ve all seen the movie#mi#mission impossible#mission impossible 1
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I think one of the best example why you do not fuck with fans is Jim Phelps in Mission impossible. people today are still angry that Jim Phelps was turned into the bad guy and killed off... 1996.
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Ever since I read the night manager and saw la confidential, I've been fascinated by two types of fictional men (tropes?):
the gay man who ranges from benevolently patriarchal to full-blast misogynist, who because he has no use for women, has a total blind spot regarding women and underestimates them at his peril (corky, the night manager)
the total sweetheart who Lives to protect women. And also has a blind spot regarding them.
Bud White is a great example of the second type. He achieves this otherwise unattainable Mach 21 level whenever he sees a woman who needs to be protected or avenged.
Ethan in the first Mission Impossible movie is also of the second type. And he likes Claire because the whole time he's known her, she's played the part of this soft thing who needs to be protected.
Although, obviously, she's quite competent. Otherwise she'd be dead weight, which is never fun to be around. But Ethan is just lulled into thinking she needs his protection because she just acts like she's clueless. And even after he discovers that she's been manipulating him, he can't bear to be angry or to stop caring about her. His attitude towards Jim is completely different although Jim and Claire basically did the same damn thing.
Besides this, I've only ever seen Dead Reckoning and parts of fallout, and again its just abundantly obvious that Ethan is like Bud White redux, minus the traumatic childhood. He can't ever bring himself to hit or kill a woman even if she's trying to kill him (Paris).
But he's also incapable of talking properly with any woman precisely because of this tendency. He's just so fucking ... chivalrous.
I hope that in the next movie, he learns how to talk to women. Not because I think he's bad or anything, but it would make his life happier.
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I am living for Hayley Atwell's responses to the homophobic trolls in her comments😌😌
#hayley atwell#peggy carter#mission impossible#mission impossible dead reckoning#dead reckoning part one#dead reckoning part 1#mcu#marvel#we love to see it#lesbian#gay#bisexual#transgender#queer
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Mission: Impossible is THE franchise
#tom cruise#film#movie#ethan hunt#mission impossible#huntmavs edit#edit#ghost protocol#fallout#mi3#dead reckoning part 1#mi7#mi1#mi2#ilsa Faust#rebecca ferguson#luther stickell#ving rhames#benji dunn#simon pegg
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thinking hard. about last life grian saying about etho “he has no loyalty to you, he’s just immediately teamed up with the next guy that’s come along. if he loved you why didn’t he give you a life" and secret life etho saying about grian “he had to move on with his life, what was he supposed to do, mourn the whole time?" both projecting their own reasonings for ‘abandoning’ certain alliances when they turned south. these two being teamed and staying loyal until the end. can anyone hear me
#+ them saying these things to BDUBS & SCOTT#who view allyship as something so obvious and tangible#and couldn't imagine doing loyalty any other way#scott scoffs at bad boys bc he can't relate to how they show theirs#he can’t imagine not sticking by his chosen day 1(s) until the end#or at least in their name#and grian is nothing if not an expert at pretending he doesn't care#whereas etho has come so far from the guy who sent bdubs off to die#on the impossible mission to take out a red#but that might always stick with him. that bdubs never held it against him#again. showing loyalty in such different ways#just. clenches fist. grian and etho#secret life spoilers#can we tell i’m feeling unwell today
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There's something about how Ethan's team in MI1 is so predominantly female when later teams are predominantly male and how it relates to Ethan's style of spy work.
Because in MI1 the spy work is stereotypically feminine. It's disguises and deception and seduction and "no body count". There's less violence intrinsically in it, despite the murders at the start and the helicopter crash at the end. Because those two things are not the norm for Ethan at this point in his life, and that's the point.
But later films Ethan is a different type of spy. It's stereotypically more masculine. It's fighting and explosions and big stunts. It's more violent and less seductive. There is a body count.
And I think that shows in the teams structure. That a less violence Ethan, who was a more feminine coded spy, surrounded himself in female spy's, and that as his work became more and more violent he stepped away from that into a more masculine environment. That the female spy's he works with in later films are masculine coded spy's themselves.
I don't know, there's just something about it
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Pom Klementieff
Mission: Impossible - Dead Reckoning Part One (2023) dir. Christopher McQuarrie
#mission impossible dead reckoning#mission impossible dead reckoning part 1#missionimpossibleedit#pom klementieff#pklementieffedit#filmgifs#filmedit#doyouevenfilm#fyeahmovies#moviegifs#cinemapix#dailyflicks#chewieblog#userrobin#userbrittany#userk8#userksusha#mikaeled#useroptional#kane52630#gifs#20s
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I feel like we don’t talk about this outfit enough..........
#🫣#airlocks art#mission: impossible#Mission impossible#mission impossible 1#ethan hunt#mi#m:i#mi 1#ethan hunt fanart#ethan hunt babygirl to the max#i wanna do unspeakable things to him#mission impossible fanart#digital fanart#tom cruise#fuck my life
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(Same anon) the craziest part about the jim/ethan/claire Sin Motif for me is that it’s not just a sin, it’s one on the Ten Commandments (thou shall not covet) a fact that Jim literally throws back in Ethan’s face right before he kills Claire. Like it’s one of the Big Ones and to your point I think it is the most morally gray Ethan ever gets on a personal level. Like in the future we see him struggle with big decisions with huge moral ramifications on a worldwide scale, but I don’t think we can get there without baby Ethan having to navigate the worlds most toxic throuple.
As to it not being his fault, I do find it interesting to compare the beginning of the movie, where Ethan cups her face while she wakes up and it’s very obvious he has feelings for her (the only part where he actively shows his feelings for her unprompted) vs the rest of the movie which is her making moves at him while he reacts fairly passively, even before he knows Jim is alive, which is SO fascinating to me, especially because that first scene is the only one where the audience doesn’t know she’s married so it’s the only one free of Jim’s presence. I’m sorry it just really is the worlds most toxic throuple because any time two of them interact you can tell the existence of the third is the elephant in the room. Something I think you’ll really get a kick out of is that the track that plays when Claire and Ethan have their hand kiss moment after Ethan meets with Jim is named “love theme?” and that the same track plays (though quieter) when Jim and Ethan are talking, specifically starting when Jim talks about Claire. So who’s love theme(?) is it? And the answer is it’s all of theirs. I love Brian DePalma that crazy psychosexual freak
WAIT YOURE KIDDING OH MY GOD WAIT
oh my god
ok that information is everything to me i feel amazed. and a little in love with brian depalma
ugh ok anon thank you for writing this i hope you don't mind another rant i can feel it coming on. i have endless thoughts about these three i guess and every time someone pokes me with brilliant ideas like these^^^ they come spilling out
first of all i love your point about ethan being the most physically affectionate with Claire before the audience knows she's married to Jim. on a narrative level that makes sense but also in narrative it makes sense too? because in the whole movie that's probably the time when the omnipresent "Jim ghost" is the least pressing and painful. To get a bit into the weeds with Jim theorizing I think it's easy to imagine that part of the benefit of Jim being away all the time (beyond making it possible to conduct deals with Max and plan intricate murders) is that Jim being distant makes Claire's job of seducing Ethan way easier. It's obvious in the initial scene with the team that Claire and Ethan have bonded more in Jim's absence--'that sludge you made in Kiev' and claire's dry little 'thank you' gets me every time--part of this is that when Jim is away, the guilt of whatever is happening between Ethan and Claire is less pressing and immediate, it makes it easier for Ethan to be in denial about the reality of the situation. Part of this is also that with Jim gone, Claire acts as a proxy-Jim, a source of indirect connection to a Jim who is distant and untouchable.
One of the ideas that I was attempting to set up in the pre-Prague fic was this idea of uneasy peace that becomes comfortable through exposure--a big question of MI1 to me is how the hell do you get to that place where your dead(?) father figure's wife comes up to you, kisses you on the cheek, moves as if to kiss your lips and then backs away. and you react with--emotional pain, confusion, but not surprise. It really seems like he's used to it. And I think that the tightrope walk of The Sin is probably something Ethan has been walking for a long time when we meet him in MI1, and he's probably done a lot of mental work trying to convince himself that he's not going to fall over the edge.
the "thou shalt not covet" line made me lose my entire shit when i first watched the movie and still does every single fucking time i see it. but i have a really hard time being able to place exactly why it gets to me so much. part of it I think is The Sin being voiced. that scene between ethan jim and claire in the climax is so completely electric because it takes something unspeakable, that has been unspoken and unspeakable for probably the better part of Ethan's time in the IMF, and then speaks it in the most crude and cruel way possible. "tasted the goods." "thou shalt not covet." I love the one-two punch of those lines because they lay out Jim's moral perspective in a really brutal way. They basically really quickly establish Jim's obsession with--to go back to something I talked about in my last rant to you, anon--purity, religious purity that has nothing to do with genuine love and care, everything to do with superiority and power and control.
When Jim talks about Ethan's love for Claire, it's not as a personal betrayal (you're in love with my wife!) but as an abstract recognition of Sin. It's distant! It's paternal! He's scolding Ethan! And this comes literally seconds after he admits to the seduction plot. Which is fascinating in itself. It doesn't matter whether Ethan coveting Claire happened organically--he was vulnerable to it. He fell in the trap, and to Jim that signifies religious weakness. I've talked before about how Jim sees Ethan as similar to Claire, and I think this might be a good example of that. Jim points out this weakness in Ethan to convey the idea of, you can never be a hero, you can never win, because you are corrupt and sinful and vulnerable. It feels...almost gendered ngl?
Then there's the whole aspect that Jim's evidence for Ethan falling for the seduction, his evidence of Ethan's sinful weakness, is actually just the two facts that a) Claire doesn't want Ethan to die, and b) Ethan wants to believe that Claire is innocent. Which are both symptoms not of the fucked up seduction thing but of...love. Genuine care, even in the sea of lies. Jim's perspective then becomes some sort of awful merging of two ideas: first, 'love is a weakness and a moral impurity that destabilizes your ability to be powerful and superior and a hero'. second, 'there is no genuine love and care, it's all manipulative, covetous, lustful and sinful.' which is. A Lot. and again very indicative of Jim's worldview and the worldview that he's imposed on Claire for years, and Ethan more indirectly for years.
not sure if im making sense here.
anyway this is getting long i do genuinely have more thoughts but they're not totally connected so I think I might put them in another post. thank you so so much for this ask anon i am in your debt
#mission impossible#mission impossible 1#claire phelps#jim phelps#ethan hunt#long post#jim phelps evil polycule
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