fuckyeahgoodomens
shersjar
Shoutout to Spock in Operation: Annihilate! who, to be fair, was in a lot of pain, but forgot not only that one of the properties of sun is light but also that he had eyelids
marveliciousfanace
Daily reminder that I love Aziraphale and would die for that useless gay disaster.
marveliciousfanace
I know we’ve got tons of discussions about Crowley and Aziraphale’s queerness as textual and subtextual in the novel, but I’ve got another argument involving one of my interpretations of queer theory.
There’s this idea of pairing off heroes and sympathetic villains/antiheroes into couples, right? Enemies to lovers is an incredibly popular trope. I don’t want to speak to the mindset of straight viewers, but as a queer viewer, I’ve always been attracted to hero/villain pairings (even m/f ones) where the villain isn’t actually a bad person (Kylo Ren does not apply, Loki post-Taika Waititi does) and I suspect the reason has something to do with the treatment of forbidden love. As an audience we have a tendency to associate ourselves with the heroes. With few exceptions, we usually consider ourselves on the side of the good guys. But as a queer person, at least personally I’ve gotten a lot of messages about love being morally wrong. There’s often a theme of corruption to that sort of message, that the “other” has tainted me. But the “other”…is me. And it doesn’t seem bad at all up close.
Enter the dynamic of good/evil in Good Omens, represented by Aziraphale and Crowley respectively. Aziraphale makes a lot of comments about Crowley not really understanding love, although its clear the two have a deep and profound relationship spanning literal millenia. Crowley isn’t a bad person. He understands love just fine. He runs into a burning bookshop for Aziraphale. But Aziraphale faces a distancing of the “other” that Good has trained into him. This is his forbidden fruit, the love he is not supposed to have on more than a superficial angel level (see, “all God’s creatures” comment).
But up close, Crowley doesn’t seem all that bad. There’s a “spark of goodness” in him. Aziraphale’s growth in the narrative is oddly reflective of someone shedding a heteronormative ideology to embrace their own queerness (separate from textual readings of him as an openly queer-presenting man). The superficial love, the dinner/lunch dates with food sharing, the casual touches, etc. morphes into something more open and genuine that Aziraphale allows himself thematically. The “hereditary enemy,” the adversary, is fully embraced as a love. A nightingale sings. It’s all very romantic.
I know this post is a bit of a mess, and as I said I’m not a scholar, but it was a thought I had about queer readings of texts that I wanted to get out. In short, Crowley and Aziraphale are in love, and I stand by that reading of the text.
apictureofspace
endless list of my fanfics (3/?)
“Ms. Ashtoreth & Mr. Francis” {WIP} || PLAYLIST
“She wore a knit tweed suit and discreet pearl earrings. Something about her might have said nanny, but it said it in an undertone of the sort employed by British butlers in a certain type of American film. It also coughed discreetly and muttered that she could well be the sort of nanny who advertises unspecified but strangely explicit services in certain magazines.
Her flat shoes crunched up the gravel drive, and a grey dog padded silently by her side, white flecks of saliva dripping from its jaw. Its eyes glinted scarlet, and it glanced from side to side hungrily.
By one of those coincidences, another new member of staff arrived the same afternoon. He was the gardener, and as it turned out he was amazingly good at his job. No one quite worked out why this should be the case, since he never seemed to pick up a shovel and made no effort to rid the garden of the sudden flocks of birds that filled it and settled all over him at every opportunity. He just sat in the shade while around him the residence gardens bloomed and bloomed.” - Terry Pratchett & Neil Gaiman, Good Omens
trek-tracks
trek-tracks
Never forget that Spock not only once blinded himself, but also, seasons later, literally drove himself insane by yet again simply refusing/forgetting to wear safety goggles
terrypratchettappreciation
aeshnacyanea2000
She had a very straightforward view of foreign parts, or at least those more distant than her sister’s house in Quirm where she spent a week’s holiday every year. They were inhabited by people who were more to be pitied than blamed because, really, they were like children.* And they acted like savages.**
* That is to say, she secretly considered them to be vicious, selfish and untrustworthy.
** Again, when people like Mrs Whitlow use this term they are not, for some inexplicable reason, trying to suggest that the subjects have a rich oral tradition, a complex system of tribal rights and a deep respect for the spirits of their ancestors. They are implying the kind of behaviour more generally associated, oddly enough, with people wearing a full suit of clothes, often with the same insignia.
Terry Pratchett - The Last Continent (via aeshnacyanea2000)
catsofinstagram
From @ami____5: “* モチモチのココさん の、あくび🐱🗣💭” #catsofinstagram [source: http://bit.ly/2vf6lO9 ]
ladyyatexel
love-lays-bleeding
“I’ve interviewed more than 50 people who have estranged themselves from family members, and I have yet to meet a single one who regrets it. They regret whatever situation made it necessary. They regret not having a parent/sibling/family member they could come to terms with. They regret that their problems were severe enough to make estrangement look good. But they don’t regret doing it.
“More than three-quarters of the participants in one study felt estrangement had made a positive difference in their lives. One woman I talked to who initiated an estrangement said her main feeling was relief, even liberation. Another told me it was as though she’d lived under a cloak of silence that had suddenly been lifted. A third said, ‘There really are cases where estrangement is the better course. It’s horrific, it’s sad, it’s tragic, and it’s better than the alternative.’”
TBH one of the BEST sites I’ve been to that talks about parental estrangement is the same one that helped me leave my abusive ex and recognise what was happening… when everyone around me was telling me that the abuse was MY fault.
http://www.issendai.com/psychology/estrangement/adult-childrens-reasons-for-estrangement.html
ALSO warning for fucking EVERYTHING. ::sighs:: The reasons we decide to never talk to someone again, or to severely limit contact with family members are varied, but they’re ALL valid. The parents are often fucking delusional about the situation. The dynamics between abusive parents and abusive lovers are actually not different at all.
deepintheshadyglen