first immortality

The Doctors as "My Immortal" Quotes

William Hartnell: “Why did you do such a thing, you mediocre dunces?” asked Professor McGonagall"

Patrick Troughton: “Then swooped he in singing to the tune of a Gothic version of a song by 50 Cent.”

Jon Pertwee: “And den……………..I jumped secxily in front of da bullet!11”

Tom Baker: “U must go back in time and sedouce him. It is the only way.”

Peter Davison: “he put his arm around me all protective.”

Colin Baker: “I need to wear like da hotset outfit EVA.”

Sylvester McCoy: “What was DAT al about?”
“It wuz to blackmail u.” I snarked.

Paul McGann: (AN: if u don’t know who she is get da hell out of here!)

Christopher Eccelston: “You dunderheads!1111111111” screamed Dumbledore wisely"

David Tennant: “I’m good at too many things? WHY CAN’T I JUST BE NORMAL? IT’S A FUCKING CURSE!”

Matt Smith: “STOP IT NOW YOU HORNY SIMPLETONS”

Peter Capaldi: “I was even upset went to rehearsal with my Gothic metal band, Bloody Gothic Rose 666. I am the leader singer of it and I play guitar”

I’m so sorry.

Legolas must be so confused about death

In the screenwriters’ and actor’s commentary/interviews for Lord of the Rings, they say they portrayed Legolas as an immortal elf who’s always lived among immortal elves, who has never encountered death or grief before. 

His “arc” in Lord of the Rings is about confronting death for the first time in his immortal life, and struggling to understand it.

But like…Legolas must be so confused by the idea of death??? Because everyone who “dies” keep coming back???? 

Just imagine: 

Legolas: So when is Boromir coming back?
Aragorn: Legolas…Boromir’s dead.
Legolas: Gandalf was dead. He’s back.
Aragorn: That’s different—
Legolas: You fell off that cliff, and you came back.
Aragorn: But I wasn’t really—
Legolas: Merry and Pippin were dead, but they came back.
Aragorn: But they–
Legolas: *busy looking around for Boromir*

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workin on some good omens animations! here’s a bit of crowley~

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On Sept. 25, 1965, ABC debuted The Beatles, a 30-minute Saturday morning cartoon that became an instant ratings smash for the network. A few years before they all lived in a yellow submarine, the British rockers were first immortalized in animated glory, lending their music – but not their actual speaking voices – to the show.

The Fab Four hated the show at first, but later embraced its campy portrayal of the period when they still sported mop tops and suits. “I still get a blast out of watching the Beatles cartoons on TV,” John Lennon said in 1972.

“I always kind of liked [the cartoons],” George Harrison said in 1999. “They were so bad or silly that they were good, if you know what I mean. And I think the passage of time might make them more fun now.”

So I’ve been thinking about how immortality works in baccano and here’s some of my thoughts:

We know that meiosis works seeing how Chane and Liza exisit. (This would also mean that female immortals would still have their periods.) The fact that neither Chane or Liza are immortal means that the Grand Panacea doesn’t change anything in the DNA or at least not in the cells for reproduction or the cells that make those. Because if there were a gene for immortality (dominant or recessive) both Huey and Reene would have it, and if the cells that are for reproduction had those genes there is a chance that Chane and Liza would both be immortal. But they aren’t so there’s that.

Mitosis on the other hand is more confusing, first: we know that the elixir kind of preserves the body in the state it was when the immortal drank it, which is why they don’t age and it doesn’t heal wounds when you drink the elixir. This should mean that meiosis have stopped. But there is some problems with this theory. The first problem is that I think I remember Elmer saying in 1930:summer that wounds may heal slowly over a long time, which would mean that mitosis at least partly works, but very slowly. This could mean that the body is kind of frozen in the condition it were when the person became immortal but still aging, just very very very slowly. But then again it was who said it Elmer and he’s been wrong about other things.
The other problem (more of a thing that confuse me) is how immortals’ hair work. More specifically Fermet’s hair. Because in the 1930:s he’s cut his hair, which means that hair clearly doesn’t count in the whole immortality thing (otherwise he wouldn’t be able to cut it). Which raises the questions: why doesn’t it? what else isn’t counted? And does the hair grow back? Well it’s more or less impossible to answer these questions but i imagine that the same ‘rules’ as hair apply to nails and such. Let’s say the hair does grow back, would this then mean that the cells still produce things like proteins and so on? If so does this mean that everything in the body work as normal (as normal a immortal body can get)?

I’m probably over thinking a lot of things and as Szilard said:
“I have serious doubts about whether science can be applied to a power gained from summoning a demon”

Also: what would happen if you made a plant immortal?

Thank you for reading and sorry for my English. :)

On Feyre, Tamlin, Rhys, and the Question of Agency and Children

So, I haven’t really seen anyone talking about this, but can we take a moment to appreciate the differences between Tamlin’s and Rhys’s reactions when it comes to Feyre and her choice in having potential future offspring? On one hand, we have Tamlin, who just assumes that of course Feyre will want to have children, and of course they will keep having children until a male and potential heir is born.

Tamlin during the Tithe scene: “‘Because that’s the way it is. That’s the way my father did it, and his father, and the way my son shall do it.’ He offered a smile, and reached for my hand. ‘Someday.’”

We find out shortly after this that the subject of children has never been broached (according to Feyre), but Tamlin doesn’t even seem to consider that Feyre might not want to have children, let alone multiple children until they have a male.  (We later find out in the scene below that Feyre doesn’t want to have children, at least not right away. She wants to get used to being immortal first, and experience adventures of her own – she wants to feel ready before she has children of her own.) Tamlin only acknowledges her agency in this matter to the extent that she might not want to have children right away–just “someday.”

Rhys, on the other hand, doesn’t assume any such thing. As he has done throughout ACOMAF, he continuously affirms Feyre’s right to agency over her life, her body, her sexual choices, and now her right to want or not want children. 

This is so important because this topic about female agency when it comes to pregnancy/children isn’t discussed very often in YA lit.

Feyre and Rhys’s discussion about children and pregnancy comes up right after they mate.

Feyre: “If I am a High Lord’s mate, I’m expected to bear you offspring, aren’t I? So perhaps I shouldn’t [take the birth control tonic].”

Rhys: ‘You are not expected to bear me anything,’ he snarled. ‘Children are rare, yes.  So rare, and so precious. But I don’t want you to have them unless you want to–unless we both want to. […] I would be happy beyond reason, though, if you one day did honor me with children.  To share that with you.’” <–unitalicized/underlined words indicate stressed words in the original text. If it isn’t showing up (Tumblr is being dumb), the words he stresses are “anything” and “both”.

Feyre: “‘I want to live first,’ I said. ‘With you.  I want to see things and have adventures.  I want to learn what it is to be immortal, to be your mate, to be part of your family. I want to be…ready for them. And I selfishly want to have you all to myself for a while.’”

Rhys: “His smile was gentle, sweet. ‘You take all the time you need. And if I get you all to myself for the rest of eternity, then I won’t mind that at all.’”

Feyre starts off the conversation burdened with the expectation that she must have Rhys’s children, because that is what tradition would demand out of a High Lord’s wife.  That’s what Tamlin expected, and she never had much of a voice in the matter except perhaps when that would happen. She believes this so much that she believes it’s selfish of her to not want children, to want to just be with her mate.

But Rhys is vehement in that she doesn’t owe him–or anyone–anything. Just as he has throughout ACOMAF, he reminds her that this is her choice, and always will be.  He doesn’t expect her to bear him children, especially if she doesn’t want to.  If they have children, he wants it to be because they both want it. Together.  And while he lets her know that he welcomes the idea of children–that he would be “happy beyond reason”–he honestly doesn’t mind if they don’t.  He is more than happy to just have Feyre with him, his mate, and he will be content with whatever decision she makes, no matter what it is or when she makes it.  She can take all the time she needs, and if she decides that she wants children with him, he’ll consider it an “honor”–him, a High Lord.  

I just…I find this so beautiful and respectful. He doesn’t push his own agenda but lets her know how he feels about it and gives her plenty of space to decide for herself. I just feel like there is always this expectation that women should want children, and I love that Sarah puts it out there that you don’t have to want children right away, or even later.  Feyre is enough, and she will always be enough for Rhys–and I think Feyre really needed to hear that, because so often she hasn’t been enough. Not to her family, and not to Tamlin. She has had so many expectations forced on her, and she’s buckled beneath them before, and Rhys just…lets her know that she has a choice. That just like with her life and her sexual choices and her body, children are also her choice.  He will support her no matter what, and love her no matter what.

Feyre is her own agent, and I love that so much.  I want to see more Rhys characters in YA because this is such a great, powerful message that all women should know: You are in control of your own body, always.

Hi my name is Captain William Laurence and I have an ebony black dragon (that’s how I got my title) with blue and opal spots and tendrils and dark blue eyes like limpid tears and a lot of people tell me he looks like the Yellow Emperor (AN: if u don’t know who he is get da hell out of here!). I’m not related to Lord Nelson but I wish I was because he’s a major fucking hottie. I’m a sailor but I fly on a dragon. I have blond hair in a queue. I’m also an aviator, and I go to a covert called Loch Laggan in Scotland where I’m in the first year (I’m thirty). I’m a gentleman (in case you couldn’t tell) and I wear mostly neckcloths. I love Chinese tailors and I buy all my clothes from there. For example today I was wearing a green coat with matching silk around it and a black leather flying jacket, a black neckcloth and black Hessians. I was wearing a Chinese sword, flight gloves, and two pistols. I was walking outside London. The Lords of the Admiralty stared at me. I gave them the cut direct.

‘Nay, tell me!’ said Finrod. ‘For if you do not know, how can we? But do you know that the Eldar say of Men that they look at no thing for itself; that if they study it, it is to discover something else; that if they love it, it is only (so it seems) because it reminds them of some other clearer thing? Yet with what is this comparison? Where are these other things?

‘We are both Elves and Men, in Arda and of Arda; and such knowledge as Men have is derived from Arda (or so it would appear). Whence then comes this memory that ye have with you, even before ye begin to learn?

‘It is not of other regions in Arda from which ye have journeyed. We also have journeyed from afar. But were you and I to go together to your ancient homes east away I should recognize the things there as part of my home, but I should see in your eyes the same wonder and compassion as I see in the eyes of Men in Beleriand who were born here.’

‘You speak strange words, Finrod,’ said Andreth, ‘which I have not heard before. Yet my heart is stirred as if by some truth that it recognizes even if it does not understand it. But fleeting is that memory, and goes ere it can be grasped; and then we grow blind. And those among us who have known the Eldar, and maybe have loved them, say on our side: “There is no weariness in the eyes of the Elves.” And we find that they do not understand the saying that goes among Men: too often seen is seen no longer. And they wonder much that in the tongues of Men the same word may mean both “long-known” and “stale”. We have thought that this was so only because the Elves have lasting life and undiminished vigor. “Grown-up children” we, the guests, sometimes call you, my lord.’

—  J. R. R. Tolkien, Athrabeth Finrod ah Andreth (The Histories of Middle Earth vol. X: Morgoth’s Ring)