bringing this picture back:)

I need to talk to someone about this picture and the feelings it brings up. I need them back in my life so much that I’m both super excited with this picture but I also feel like crying and my heart is like breaking into little pieces. That’s how much I miss them, they’re my drug!!

Harrison Osterfield moodboard. 

I just want to hold your hand and wander the streets with you.

“Our world is in crisis because of the absence of consciousness. And so to whatever degree any one of us, can bring back a small piece of the picture and contribute it to the building to the new paradigm, then we participate in the redemption of the human spirit, and that after all is what it’s really all about.” Terence McKenna

The Habit of Planning

Prompt: During a busy day at Central Park, Lin mistakes Y/N as a paparazzi and he is not happy.

Pairing: Lin x reader

Words: 4,759 (brace yourselves)

A/N: I’ve been writing for this for so long, I’m glad it’s out of my head. I wrote the basis of the fic under the tags for ‘Monochrome’, and a couple of you guys happened to read it and told me I should write it! So thank you to all of you! I hope you guys enjoy!

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Okay, as promised: Etta Candy.

So. Listen. I know that Marston was a million years ago and the dude was basically a crackfic factory with a lot of weird and unproductive ideas about gender and BDSM but he is still the progressive and inspired genius who created Diana and if your Wonder Woman has nothing in common with his it is not a good Wonder Woman. And here is a major thing about Marston’s Wonder Woman: Etta Candy was her Robin.

Now admittedly this is something that was erased really thoroughly by ten minutes into the Silver Age and has remained basically abandoned ever since, largely in favor of making Steve way the fuck more central than he was ever meant to be, because it was and is ~just~ tolerable to have a female hero if you make her life entirely about romance, but God fucking forbid you let more than one woman be important to the story at once. So I can understand that most people aren’t really aware of it. But under Marston’s pen, Steve was not part of Diana’s inner circle. Etta was. Etta came to Paradise Island with Diana, Etta met Diana’s mother and participated in her culture, Etta helped Diana preserve her secret identity from Steve, Etta and her crowd of sorority hooligans were the ones Diana went to first thing when she needed help with a villain or to get someone to guard her comatose body while she astrally projected herself to another world. Etta was Diana’s sidekick. Steve was a major character, yes, and often helped to move the plot, but he was ultimately far less intimate with Diana than any of the women in her life; he was kept constantly in the dark, spent most of his time as an affable damsel in distress, and existed primarily to teach boys that a man looking up to and relying on a woman was totally manly and acceptable, not to be anything remotely approaching Diana’s equal or partner. To the extent that Marston’s Wonder Woman had a partner at all, that was Etta’s job.

And while the romance with Steve is a perpetual stone in my shoe in post-Marston adaptations of Wondy, the continual aggressive use of him as story-consuming male lead and central figure around whom Diana’s life revolves while Etta is lucky to even exist is really the part that’s just fucking rage-inducing. To imagine Steve as Diana’s closest Man’s World relationship and just shove Etta in a corner is to put Commissioner Gordon in tights and a cape alongside Batman and turn Dick Grayson into some random clerk at the police station who gets four lines and a first name only, and yet it happens all the goddamn time.

And you know, writers who understand Wonder Woman’s feminist center do try to ameliorate the fact that Etta got dropped off a cliff the minute Marston left the book. We do get other women (about one per new author in fact), plus Hippolyta when she’s not being crazy, and for a few nice decades there Steve just kind of fell off the same cliff as Etta, which isn’t great but is still better than making him more important than Diana’s family or the few female friends she occasionally manages to be allowed to have. And since those are the decades the film draws from most strongly, the fact that movie!Steve is the deuteragonist and Etta is a trivial tertiary character who barely interacts with Diana at all is all the more blatant a deviation and all the more blatantly wrong.

And she wasn’t even a bad Etta, really. She’s short and (Hollywood) fat and mostly cheerful - she lacks the proper joie de vivre in favor of a sort of upbeat snark, but she projects a very can-do roll-with-the-punches sort of attitude that I don’t think is a terrible translation - and she’s apparently extremely competent, to the point of casual field promotion to spy handler in a crisis. She’s the most visibly, verbally feminist character in the movie, actually (which is a painfully low bar to drag your feet grudgingly over but at least someone for one half second in this story about a historic feminist icon glancingly acknowledged that maybe women haven’t always been treated 100% fairly in non-Themysciran society). And despite having, as far as we know, absolutely zero combat training, she baldly stalls out a German spy with a sword she held for the first time all of five minutes prior, which is the most Etta fucking Candy thing I have seen since she was a nineteen-year-old in Beeta Lambda. (Note to whoever was responsible for the finished screenplay: that scene would be a perfect fit for a “humans have more worth than they at first appear” sort of flashback, just saying.)

But like. All the points they get for that? They toss about a third of them back when they make her an adjunct to Steve instead of to Diana who has no relationship with any other women onscreen and zero agency in the plot, and another third when they make her impatient with/snippy about Diana’s naiveté while Steve is of course patient and charmed. I mean at least she and Diana don’t get in a shitty little sexist catfight thing like in the DTV animated thing, but if that’s the highest standard we’re trying to beat, why even bother.


so mike faist last night!!! he was super great in i can i will i did and it was nice to hear him talk about it afterwards! (it’s also apparently the first time he’s done a q&a after a showing of the movie and let me say… i was honored.)

he was serious about the movie and his craft but also laughed a lot and that was nice. plus his hair was in a bun, which was just as nice. he’d removed the nail polish too even though he literally had to fly back to new york later that night / the next morning.

during the q&a, someone asked if there were any memorable moments while filming and nadine (the director and screenwriter) said that once she and mike had a fifteen minute argument on set about whether his character should shove a test into the trash can or his backpack. mike chimed in with “nadine would say ‘i think you should do something this way’ and i’d say 'I’M DEPRESSED’ and do it a different way.” which was funny, but also nadine said that mike shaped the character and mike said that he was in an emotional place similar to the character’s when they filmed so it was also a fairly accurate comment.

afterwards, they were selling signed movie posters and mike would also sign something else if you wanted. so we bought a poster and then had him sign the new deh book on the title page. he asked where he should sign and i said “on the cast” in a stroke of genius and it looks good! he also made the poster out to me and my sister and like, seeing him write out my actual name was Something especially for my socially dysphoric self.

(as he was signing the deh book, i managed to say “thank you so much, your character, it just means a lot to me” which is uh, a huge understatement but i wasn’t about to tell him exactly how much i love connor. and he smiled and i somehow managed to make it to the car because wow what a beautiful man.)