hey broegan :) can you tell me about mj? i feel like i don't know much about her! what's she like? why is she your favourite?
oh gosh i don’t even know where to begin.
mary jane watson is such a lovely character. she’s intricate and complex and great. she started off as this party girl and you just think she’s shallow and doesn’t really care about anything but herself.
then it turns out she actually has an extremely abusive home life/father, so she puts on this party girl facade to hide from that. she doesn’t want to let anybody in, she just wants to have fun to forget about it. (after the death of gwen stacy, it changed her and peter a lot, and they both grew up).
she wants to be a star in any possible way. she has huge hopes n dreams and is determined and confident.
she is a huge feminist (which is pretty big back in the 60s).
she is honestly the most supportive girlfriend in the entire world.
and she is incredibly bad ass and has saved peter’s ass countless times and isn’t the damsel everyone for some reason thinks she is?
and this video perfectly sums up not only her being the best love interest for peter parker, but for them being the best love story in comics, period.
For Spiderman 2, the main villain is the Green Goblin. At the same time, the MCU introduces Gwen Stacy in order to kickstart a love triangle between Peter, Michelle/MJ, and Gwen. I know, I know, please hold your groans since that isn’t the crazy idea.
For most of the movie, Peter, Ned, MJ, Aunt May, Gwen, and a redeemed Flash (Team Spiderman) are trying to find out the identity of the Green Goblin. The climactic plot twist is that Norman Osborn (the main suspect for the Green Goblin) is revealed to be a red herring. Norman isn’t the Goblin. That’s when Ned and MJ find out that it’s Gwen!
Turns out, MCU Gwen Stacy’s full name is revealed to be “Gwen Harriet Stacy-Osborn”. She’s an amalgamation of Gwen Stacy and Harry Osborn. For reasons I won’t get into, Gwen is the illegitimate daughter of Norman and wants vengeance on her father. In order to do this, she uses OsCorp technology to ruin his name.
The final battle is a subversion of the infamous Gwen Stacy death scene. She is knocked off her glider by Peter and falls to her death. Peter tries catching her with his web but she gets whiplash from the sudden stop.
The mid-credits scene is Norman forming the Sinister Six in order to avenge his daughter’s death. Vulture is the first recruit.
The post-credits scene is OsCorp recovering Gwen’s body, hinting at her resurrection.
i will never understand why the “anti-marriage” people say that peter and MJ’s marriage is unrealistic.
their main reasoning is that MJ is supposedly too attractive for peter (even though the man himself is also canonically attractive?) and that’s just thinly veiled sexism. also doesn’t speak to how highly you think of your supposed favourite character either.
how is it unrealistic that MJ, who was one of the first people to find out peter was spider-man when she was 16 (therefore knowing and understanding one of the most important aspects of his life), who endured the death of gwen stacy alongside peter, the incident making them both grow up, and both grow together, becoming close, having to go through it, but knowing they had each other to get through it. how is it unrealistic that after everything they have gone through, they fall in love and want to spend their lives together?
cause MJ is hot? k…
while MJ struggled with peter being spider-man, she was the only significant other of peter’s to ever understand that peter is spider-man. spider-man is peter. they are one, and that you can’t have one without the other. you have gwen who hated spider-man, felicia who only wanted spider-man, and other relationships in between that amount to nothing. in the end, peter and MJ share a bond together that neither of them will find with anybody else.
another excuse is that they don’t like peter with MJ, because they like peter being unlucky and always losing at life. and to me, that’s just very, very sad. sure the ‘parker luck’ likes to put peter through hell, but what kind of bleak and depressing message do you think spider-man (the EPITOME of HOPE, and that you can still get up and fight after being beaten down) is sending, if he had to go through all the shitty trials of life by himself. without his rock by his side. without getting through it together. without have ONE big final win to make all the loses worth it?
look, if you don’t like the marriage, that’s okay. that’s your opinion. but don’t try to chalk it up to it being unrealistic of out of character, cause that’s so untrue.
Comic movies & tv shows are still dealing with the comic book fallout of 80s & early 90s. Buffy ignored all this & why to so many late 90s early 00s Joss "seemed to no wrong". Look up Women in Refrigerators then Gail Simone (one of the terms creators) if you can read some of her Wonder Woman & Birds of Prey comics. She helped revolutionize females in DC comics.
I hope you are doing well.
I appreciate the comic perspective. I don’t know very much about comics, but find them very interesting. I’m still trying to get into them, and haven’t heard of that term before…
“Women in Refrigerators: is a website that features a list of female comic book characters who have been injured, killed, or depowered as a plot device within various superhero comic books, and seeks to analyze why these plot devices are used disproportionately on female characters.” (From Wikipedia)
I googled the term and was a bit shocked to learn so many females have been used purely as a plot device. I guess your could say Gwen Stacy’s death was a plot device too (not to mix Marvel with DC, but I never liked her death).
I still respect BTVS for the most part. I’m not sure what happened with Joss. Perhaps, he was just reacting to the events that occurred with the comics and had enough foresight to not make similar mistakes with his show. Buffy is still revered as an icon and I’m grateful for her.
This information provides a new perspective for me as to why Joss did well with Buffy, but would have ruined Diana. I think it was the timing. He dodged the comic book upheaval at the time with Buffy, but based of his WW script, he still adheres to the Women in Refrigerator trope along with other horrible tendencies.
His Wonder Woman script was jarring compared to the character we saw in Jenkins’ film that has already become very beloved. I believe that Joss’ script seemed to contain the Women in Refrigerator syndrome, since Steve basically became the main character.
Joss’ script also contained:
–Abusive language (also rather excessive use of the word ‘whore’).
–Blatant sexualization of literally everything Diana did. (Her fighting style, her dance she performs, her mentioning her bisexuality so Steve could make a comment that equates to “that’s hot”, her changing into new clothes becomes a drawn out scene so Steve can tell her to turn around while undressed, etc.)
–Steve was sexist, condescending, and didn’t respect Diana as a warrior or person. He only seemed interested in one thing.
–His Diana was a mockery of Patty Jenkins’ Diana…From Joss’ script, we don’t even glean much about her as a character, which seems to imply she lacks depth.
–From what I’ve read, most of the lines were delivered by Steve, while Diana received numerous physical directives (i.e. [the dance is sensual] or [she bites her lip because she finds him charming] etc.) Joss seemed to think her speaking wasn’t as important as her looking ‘sensual’.
Diana Prince (and us) literally dodged a bullet by not having Joss Whedon direct Wonder Woman.
initially i was gonna structure the third act of tasm 3 as like, peter and mj have a catastrophic fight and peter stomps off in a huff to go confront harry alone, then harry traps him, then mj shows up and frees him and they kiss and tell each other they love each other, which definitely would have been The Superhero Movie Thing To Do, and i think it could have worked, but. like.
okay so the whole thing is just peter vs. grief, right? and everything else is incidental. and the entire root of peter’s grief is that he feels responsible for gwen’s death, because he allowed her to come fight alongside him, and she died, and she specifically died because his attempt to save her was so flawed. and this isn’t actually a weird or foreign or superhero-only concept. accidental deaths happen every day, and these people almost always leave behind loved ones who feel responsible and tell themselves they could have prevented the accident if only they’d done x, y, or z.
so like. of course, peter is going to ask mj to stay behind. and when mj agrees to stay behind, he’s respecting peter’s wishes, and peter feels like he’s solved the problem. he’s ensured mj won’t get hurt because of him.
but then, of course, harry throws that back in peter’s face - trapping him in a controlled detonation chamber and mocking him with the sure knowledge that no one’s coming to save him. because peter telling mj to stay back wasn’t actually mature growth. it was just another act of fear.
but then to just have mj come running in and deus ex machina peter would be too pat a solution, right, so instead i had peter like… go beyond the veil a bit? and talk to gwen one last time. which is arguably all he’s wanted to do the whole movie. and she essentially gives him a choice between dying (i.e., grieve indefinitely, remain in stasis) or to engineer a solution that will contain the bombs (i.e., move on, return to his family and his friends and his future).
like. in both of the earlier tasm movies, the climax is about peter intervening to save all of new york city from certain death. and i thought it would be neat to subvert that a little bit and be like… peter thinks he’s being brave and self-sacrificial by going to the warehouse alone to stop harry’s evil plot, but actually, actually, the only person he needs to save is himself.
so he makes that critical decision to block the bombs instead of lying down and dying, and then he’s knocked unconscious by the blast. and it’s in this state of weakness that his family and his friends find him and carry him out to safety, because he literally cannot do it alone. it’s a metaphor for the idea that personal strength can only go so far when it comes to grieving, and isolation is anathema to recovery. like… with great power comes great responsibility, and the sustaining source of great power is great love. gay love, specifically. all right i’ll shut up now.
What do you dislike about league of extraordinary gentlemen?
Short answer: What I dislike about the comic is the same thing comic fans disliked about the movie- it turned my favorite characters into caricatures.
Make up your mind, Alan Moore- is the League okay with rape or not? It’s horrifying when Hyde or Bond do it, but they first come across the Invisible Man in the process of raping children and basically laugh it off.
Bull-freaking-shit would Jonathan dump Mina over having ugly scars. If you really needed to get him out of the way to hook Mina up with your preferred guy, why not just kill him off and have Mina angst over his death Gwen Stacy-style?
If Jonathan did ever dump Mina for her scars, Van Helsing would be waiting outside the house with a baseball bat (for Jonathan’s kneecaps) and a bouquet of flowers (in case Mina wanted to trade up.)
Why did Mina fall in love with Alan Quartermain? I’m not opposed to younger woman/older man pairings, but…why? Some amount of looks can be traded for some amount of personality or vice versa, but Quartermain as written by Moore had neither.
Why did Moore’s idea of “strong female character” mean “take a woman who was canonically kind and make her a straw feminist ice queen”?
If Jekyll became Hyde because he was ashamed of being gay, then why the everloving hell was Hyde into women?
People Alan Moore cannot do pastiches of: Shakespeare, P.G. Woodehouse, Jack Kerouac.
Pirate Jenny canonically (insofar as a throwaway song is canon) became murderous over doing humiliating menial work. This was not enough for Alan Moore- she had to be raped, because that’s the only possible reason a woman would become a supervillain.
Since he’d already made her Indian, if he wanted her to have additional motivation to be mad, couldn’t it have been about racism?
I don’t like what he did with James Bond, but defending James Bond really isn’t the hill I want to die on. Suffice it to say that it felt mean-spirited.
Speaking of mean-spirited, what does Alan Moore have against Harry Potter and Peter Rabbit?
If you’re going to write a series of comics that amount to “look how much better I am than these other sexist, racist authors!” then your comic should be 1) actually better, and 2) not sexist or racist.
Neil Gaiman goes on about how the movie adaptation was the first time everyone agreed the movie sucked and the comic was great, and it annoys me because I *don’t* agree that the comic was great.
In fact, that’s a big part of why it all pisses me off- I feel like I’m supposed to love this comic. I spent years trying to love this comic. I do not love this comic.
Now, do I think you can do this kind of critique well? Yes, and I’ll point to a series I love, Jane Carver of Waar. An expy of John Carter of Mars shows up in the second book as the villain, and poorly handled it could have felt like a snide “fuck you to all my predecessors in this genre.” As written, though, it was “isn’t it fucked up that John Carter of Mars owned slaves and fought for the Confederacy?” This works because it is a valid point. It is fucked up that John Carter of Mars owned slaves and fought for the Confederacy.
League, on the other hand, is like going “It’s it fucked up that John Carter of Mars ate children?” It’s not a valid point, and it just makes me go “But…he didn’t?”
Recently I heard a certain..boisterous shall we say
Spider-Man fan make two statements that boiled down to
Ben Reilly was a carbon copy of Peter as
evidenced by his sacrificing his life for him in Revelations
Doc Ock is probably Spider-Man’s greatest
nemesis because he killed Peter in Superior.
Here’s why one statement is illogical as a criticism and the
other is straight up bullshit.
So starting off with the first one, Ben was not merely a
carbon copy of Peter. But yes in sacrificing his life for Peter in Revelations
he did something Peter would’ve done.
And that was the fucking point.
Ben Reilly, whilst believing himself to be the real Peter
Parker and Peter a clone of him, a clone who’d lived 5 years of what should have
been Ben’s life, willingly gave up his life to save Peter.
He made a heroic sacrifice, the kind of which Peter has been
willing to make countless times.
Only he wasn’t the real Peter Parker, he was a clone.
The point being that the nature of his birth was irrelevant.
He was as much of a person and as much of a hero as Peter was, making the
fundamental point of the Clone Saga that how you live your life is more
important than where you come from.
As for the Superior thing, I’ve said this multiple times
before (although this particular Spider-Man fan refuses to listen) but Otto
neither killed Peter nor is he his greatest foe.
Call me crazy but surely Spider-Man’s greatest villain
should be the most VILLAINOUS person to him personally, since the series is you
know…about his life.
I get how you might argue that taking over his body would be
the worst thing to ever happen to someone so that villain should take the
But as should be bloody obvious to anyone who’s read enough
Spider-Man, peter cares much more about others than he does himself. The suffering
of innocent people, let alone his friends and family is all much more important
to him than any pain and suffering visited upon himself.
So we have Doc Ock taking over his body vs say, Norman
Osborn killing Gwen Stacy, faking Harry’s death, faking Aunt May’s death,
convincing him he’s a clone, rendering Flash Thompson brain damaged, maybe
killing his kid, killing Ben Reilly, causing emotional pain for his wife and
also literally torturing him for over a week with trippy drugs to turn him into
his son…and sending him out to attack his friends whilst doing that. And then
Peter has to live with that crap afterwards, in particular having to live with the
pain of losing his loved ones.
Hmmmm, I wonder which MIGHT be worse from Peter’s point of
Yeah…Otto doesn’t even come close to the top spot, even if
he did kill peter.
Which by the way, he didn’t.
Despite reading and commenting upon stories which make this
point explicitly clear, this particular Spider-Man fan continues to act as
though Doc ock killed Spider-Man in ASM #700 when that never happened. The
Peter who died in otto’s body was a copy of Peter’s mind, not the real deal. The
real deal remained in his own body, hence Ghost peter and so forth.
Chapter 2 of make you mine. Gwenvid. Some general warnings: Medication to regulate mood as well as body issues are discussed in this chapter-if those topics may be triggering for you please steer clear loves.
Gwen has arrived and a family dinner takes place in which David finds himself conflicted in ways he did not expect.
Chapter 1: I mean to link it but my tumblr is having extensive problems-so you can find that under the tag makeuminegwenvid
His voice can be clearly heard above all
the others as her sneakered feet pad across the carpeted ramp to the waiting
Nostalgia wraps her up in a warm daze and
for a moment everything resembles a dream. She is no longer the other woman and
she is simply a successful author coming home from a business trip to her
David hollers her name, like a fool and
cups his hands around his smiling mouth.
Other patrons shoot him a glaring glance
but they cannot help but continue peering in as they watch the couple finally
His eyes lock on her’s and she can sense
the simmering past in his unfaltering gaze. She could only see him, maybe time
slowed down if she was being dramatic, but the act of seeing him awakened deep
emotions nonetheless. The way his smile encompassed his entire face reminded
her heart it could in fact still skip beats.
It couldn’t last forever though as beside
David was in fact, his equally beautiful fiancé.
Dread with the cold biting conviction
overtakes her stomach once more killing any touchy feely crap that remained imbedded.
“Gosh David, I don’t remember going deaf
The insults are pouring out of her lips
when she reaches him before she can think them through. Yet David accepts them
with a knowing smile and they stand two feet apart, her shaking hands clutching
the strap of her bag. Her eyes scan over him ruthlessly although she knows his
are respectfully trained to her face.
Gwen wants to breathe in his broad chest
clad in a classic denim jacket and flannel yet turn around and run as far as
she possibly can at the same time.
Neither of them can find any words to say,
the old connection between them finding a kink in the cord to communicate as it
corroded with time.
Everything is awkward and she doesn’t know
how to react when David cannot help but impulsively tug her right into his
When David hugs she can sense his
heartbeat, his heat, his optimism. She can feel him smiling into her hair as
her sweaty palms reluctantly smooth over his shoulders. It is supposed to be a
friendly embrace, David would never hold her any other way, yet the hug feels
In her mind, without a pill, the chaos
Gwen pulls away first.
As she does she does her best not to bow
her body back towards him like a flower yearning for sunlight. David returns to
his full towering height and laughs for a moment, as if he never kissed her or
cared. Gwen scolded herself for the stupid thought, of course he didn’t, he had
“Oh heck, where are my manners! Amber,
this is Gwen. Gwen this is Amber my fiancé.”
He nodded in between them and Gwen finally
took her in.
Amber smiled to her counterpart, no underlying
malevolence in her sparkling hazel eyes. Honey waves cascaded down her
shoulders and Gwen swallowed extending her hand in greeting. Without hesitation
though the blonde woman was also engulfing her in a hug. The hug was welcoming
and tight, but all Gwen could think of was the way the woman’s fuller breasts
sat atop her own. The sinking fear of inadequacy returned and Gwen wanted to
squirm free and go home.
“I’m so honored to meet you, Gwen. I have
heard so much about you and your unique way of dealing with the campers!”
Gwen hummed in response also pulling away
from this hug but more than ready to escape.
David chuckled softly, before swallowing
doing his best to keep everything amicable. He gently took Gwen’s luggage from
her hands and Amber beamed back up to him. Gwen let out the smallest sigh and
did her best not to shake to death.
“Sorry, Gwen. Amber and I are huggers.”
Allowing the mask, she had been preparing
to don for weeks she nodded with a tight-lipped smile. This was who he
deserved, she thought as she walked behind the couple who held hands almost
like second nature. They resembled the wholesome couples on every soap opera
who had an epic love story and she was the ugly step mother who tried to steal
the man away. In the end, their perfect love would prevail, Amber would cook
pies for him to come home to. They would make tame yet romantic love and never
consider bondage and eventually have three children.
It was right for David.
She had to
continue reminding herself of this every step of the way.
“Would you like some help unpacking, I
know you’ll only be here a few days. But it’s still nice to feel a little at home,
Gwen stood in the middle of the hotel room
David had reserved. The room was nice, nicer than she expected actually
although Amber’s sweet scent of cinnamon apple was clogging her nostrils.
Amber glanced at her again waiting for an
answer patiently, assuming the brunette had not heard her.
“Uhm, no I should be okay. Thank you…though.”
Gwen spent a moment musing over whether or
not that was polite enough for these people. It seemed to be received well,
even though she could sense the underlying female competition between them. The
inevitable wasn’t the easiest to escape. Although the feeling was strange,
Amber in no way had shown her distaste and in fact ran on a similar soothing
frequency as David.
Some part of her wished Amber was a bitch,
if she hated her this wedding would have been more bearable.
David was downstairs talking with the
planner, since the wedding would be taking place in the gardens owned by the
hotel. Gwen knew the family must be nearby and ultimately wanted to avoid them
unless they were groomsmen. She wanted Amber to leave, if she was gone Gwen
could finally relax.
She could concave on herself without being
asked in that sticky sweet voice stuffing her ears or David’s concerned inquiries
and embarrassing thoughts. For now, though Gwen sat on the bed’s edge and moved
her sock clad feet back and forth making patterns in the carpet.
“No problem, let me know if you need
anything. I left my number on the table for you to call! Also, the family and
friends dinner is tonight-if David didn’t tell you. I’m sure he did! I’ll let
you be though, I am sure flying is tiring.”
Her long lashes batted quickly and a tinkling
laugh left her pretty pink lips, Gwen could swear that she would never be
humanly possible to make a noise that flawless.
They bid one another goodbye, Gwen’s eyes
flying to the ceiling until she heard the door click closed behind Amber.
Her bottom lip quivered, god why was she
Her eyes began to bore a hole into the
mirror, her reflection fading in and out from distinguishable human features to
blurry shapes. A morbid thought ran through her mind and she sighed in the
bathrobe moving to her bag to pull out a pill.
Gwen shuffled through the general mess
within her hygiene bag pushing travel shampoo aside as her fingers clasped
around the hard-plastic cylinder.
Droplets of water fell on her hand as she
roughly ripped the lid off and dumped two of the chemical pick me ups in her
palm. Without moving to get a cup of water she dry swallowed them before
turning to catch her own eyes in the mirror once more.
The woman standing in the room reflected
back at her was exhausted, soggy curls sagging to the middle of her collar
bones and limbs boringly swallowed by the hotel bathrobe. Gwen desperately
wanted to look away, forget that the boring violet eyes that stared back at her
were someone else’s. Letting out an almost frustrated sigh she turned to her
dress which she had laid out on the bed and yanked the zipper open lazily.
It seemed almost silly to dress up at this
point, almost sinful as if she was inviting conflict. As if dressing up was a
power move between Amber and herself. That was idiotic though and not how human
interactions worked, Gwen murmured under her breath. Although the knowledge
that accompanied her psychology degree contradicted with her words. Eventually
back toward the mirror so her eyes could not catch the vision of her naked body
and pick her apart by her flaws she dropped the bathrobe.
Her hands flew away from her own hips as
she tugged on her panties, not wanting to acknowledge the inability for her
fingers to touch her hipbones without effort. And she snapped her bra on
fleeting to ignore her chest. Finally, Gwen slipped into the off the shoulder
knee length black dress bending awkward to zip herself up.
The fabric fit more snuggly than before
and she swallowed down the panic the realization brought her.
Trying not to think of how her stomach
stuck out at the bottom or how her thighs rubbed against one another she did
her make up standing at the dresser. Numb like a hollow shell, Gwen applied the
powders and glosses before pulling her curls in a high bun with tendrils
falling around her face. Placing hoops in her ears and heels on her feet, she
found her clutch purse and walked out of the hotel room’s door.
She must look a
mess, she knew it.
“Ah Gwen, I haven’t seen you in years!”
Internal dread filled her as she prepared
her brightest smile and turned to the voice that had birthed David with
annoying optimism. Gwen pushed her smile to be wider as the older woman patted
her exposed shoulder. Under his mother’s gaze she could tell the woman wished
her complexion was five times lighter.
“Nice to see you
again, Mrs. Greenwood.”
The family and
friends had begun to trickle in and enjoy the snacks that were placed out in
the hall while the main dining room was being prepared. Gwen appreciated the
soft creams of the exterior and housed a glass of wine near the drink table
until David’s stupid mother came along.
David had inherited
most of his mother’s traits, the deep red hair, shining blue eyes, and a kind
heart. She would like to think his heart was genuine, his mother’s came off
staged frequently to her although she never voiced it. Maybe his mother could
sense she was worthless. Taking a deep breath, she rubbed her elbow in attempt
to ground herself.
“Please, I’ve told
you call me Carol.”
pearls around her pale neck she watched as the younger woman shifted from foot
“Yes, of course…Carol.”
transitioned to autopilot as the conversation dragged on, instead focusing on
the décor around them. Something about it didn’t fit David, perhaps it was the
posh overextravagant luxury of the place, or the fact there was not a single
plant to be found in the hotel. The space dripped expense not experience, a
modern take on a vintage look. The David, at least the one she knew, loved to
find beauty in the outdoors not the man made.
complain though, it was comfortable; just not David.
Not David at all,
she thought as her heels sunk into the white carpet.
it? Amber is such a sweetheart, so cultured as well. David absolutely adores
her. I’m sure you already knew that though!”
Gwen tried to ignore
the accusatory tone in Carol’s words as she emphasized the word adore. Simply
finding the energy to nod she continued to allow his mother to babble revealing
more and more about their relationship than she cared to know.
“He told you how
they met, right? Such a sweet tale! Amber was so committed to those children at
the library, practically taught them how to read. You know how David feels
about children-They got along so well. My poor son, took him months to ask her
out. I don’t blame him she is such a gorgeous girl. I’m sure they are both glad
he did now!”
She had to
physically restrain herself from letting her pupils roll into the back of her
Gwen was good at
faking but all of this was causing her more discomfort than she already felt,
she sipped the wine again but longer. Her cup was almost all the way empty and
she resisted the desire to down it in one last gulp.
to mull around mingling with one another, the chatter pleasant and soft.
Eventually one of David’s past friends must have come and interrupted them and
Carol turned to greet them happily. She took this time to escape and move to a
corner in which no one would bother her, or at least actively seek her out. Gwen
looked around the hall seeing a few familiar faces but not many, most of her
and David’s time together was alone at the camp.
The first year
they worked together in the spring he invited her to his first house warming
party, but could she even remember anyone from that long ago.
A tapping of a
glass from Amber who stood on a chair silenced everyone.
“If I could have
everyone please come into the dining hall! Feel free to sit wherever unless you
are part of the bridal party. Jennifer-could you please help me down?”
into the dining hall and Gwen held onto the piping of her glass until it was
gently lifted out of her hands. She glanced to her side surprised to see David standing
beside her, she assumed he would be near Amber. Her eyes flickered back to the
blonde who was surrounded by those who seemed to be her bridesmaids and
gorgeous, in that simple classic way.
Old Hollywood, straight
teeth, thin and tall sort of way. Red lipsticks would always blend into her
plump lips perfectly, she probably never struggled to get her jeans over her
thighs. The dress she wore gave off an air of sophistication and money.
“Where you going,
you sit at the bridal party table.”
David said this
softly, as he passed her glass to a worker nearby and thanked him. Gwen forced
a smile and nodded, her eyes immediately flew to the ground though. If she
looked at him she would feed that tiny spark of hope in her heart that he would
fall in love with her all over again.
If he had ever
Although in her peripheral
she noted the dark brown slacks he wore, the white button up with rolled up
sleeves, and simple mustard tie.
He invaded her
space with his scent and warmth and she followed behind him silently to the
bridal table. David said nothing as well, yet he seemed unaffected by the
tension she felt.
In a simple motion,
he pulled out her seat for her which happened to be across from his, before
taking his seat next to Amber. Her pale hand slithered into the crook of his
elbow and David discreetly jumped as if remembering something. The lighting was
dimmer in the dining hall, Gwen focused on the table wear in front of her,
hands fiddling with her purse strap.
Glancing at name
cards and settling in the rest of the wedding party filled in the long
rectangular table around them. David and Amber talked excitedly about nothing
in particular but seemed content with doing so, they didn’t interrupt Gwen as
she tapped away on her phone. The chair beside her was suddenly pulled out and
she scooted over.
A deep male voice
said and a presence occupied the space beside her.
“It’s no problem.”
typing for a moment to acknowledge the man who sat beside her. By the time her
eyes had settled on him, his brown eyes were already trained on her. He was
tan, built, with darker hair and his smile grew when their eyes met. This
should be the moment, the moment she finds someone else, but it’s not.
Still she finds
herself flirting without intending to.
He extends a palm
in which she slides her own and shakes it firmly.
betrays his thought process and he nods letting his hand slip out of her’s when
he takes a seat. She can almost hear David shift in his own chair, unless that
was just in her head. Tom’s fingers linger as their hands part though and Gwen
laughs gently, it’s so practiced the sound convinces everyone but herself.
This is the act of
“I’ve heard of
you! Yeah you and David used to work together. Well, thank god they sat me next
to a beautiful woman, I don’t know if I could make it through this dinner
sitting by these love birds if they hadn’t.”
Now she was
genuinely laughing and blushing.
“We did. For a few
years actually, have we met before? Other than right now, obviously?”
Tom stared at the
brown woman in front of him with his face scrunched in thought. Waiters were
moving around the room filling the empty glasses with a different wine than
before, as Gwen and Tom spoke they gingerly reached over and filled the table’s
“Must not have, I would
remember someone like you-”
into the conversation, the usual friendly grin still plastered on his face but
his voice edging a growl.
“Maybe not Tom,
you’re so forgetful sometimes. I mean you even forgot Bethany at that frat
party all those years ago. Funny times, really!”
Both Gwen and Tom
redirected their attention to the ginger across the table and even Amber lifted
her head from his shoulder. David laughed heartily at the end of his sentence
to which Amber and Tom joined in but Gwen couldn’t help but notice the passive
aggressive implications. She also didn’t miss the way his knuckles had
tightened ever so slightly around the piping of his glass.
Shaking her head,
Gwen pushed the thought away. He was probably only remembering a fond memory
between Tom and himself. On cue David cleared his throat and she acquitted the
tone to just the thickness in his throat.
the food coming out eventually and the bridal table as well as the dining hall
was alight with conversation. Gwen moved her food back and forth with her fork
laughing at Tom’s jokes and occasionally meeting eyes with Amber. The woman
across from her beamed, her hand never seeming to leave David’s.
As Tom engaged
Amber in a chat about the library, David’s eyes finally bumped into her’s.
Gwen was in the
mist of sipping her wine through half lidded eyes when she noticed David’s
gaze. Neither of them broke eye contact though, she desperately wanted to.
The soft yellow
light cast shadows on her skin a glow from within appearing to be emanating from
the woman in front of him. Her curls glistened still damp from earlier and her
long lashes batted slowly in slight intoxication. The image was committing to
his memory as he swallowed thickly. Gwen finally averted her eyes and he
attempted to do the same but could not find the strength.
Her tongue darted
out on her lower lip to catch the wine.
He wanted to watch
her all over again.
David had almost
forgotten how nice it was to see her smile after half a glass of wine.
Abruptly he stood
from the table, the guests around him continued to talk unaware of his sudden
stance. Amber placed her fork down and furled her brows at his movement, his friend
and ex coworker still enthralled in their conversation.
“Honey? Where are
reassuringly, reminding himself of his sweet fiancé.
“Oh, just need to
use the bathroom.”
Yes, he loved Amber. The inner confession equally
calmed and agitated him. Gently he swooped down to kiss her briefly, pressing
his lips into her’s more persistently than he typically would have.
The wine must be
messing with his nerves, bringing up old raw feelings that didn’t exist
“Superior Spider-Man is, bar none, the coolest Spider-Man story that doesn’t involve Stan Lee and Steve Ditko. It tells the tale of Spider-Man, dying, in the body of Doc Ock, who had stolen Peter’s body. When the story begins, no one knows that Doc Ock has taken over Spidey’s body. It takes — admittedly — not super long for the reader to find out, but that singular shock is so, so profound.
Plus, Doc Ock stays in Peter Parker’s body for, um, a very long time. And as he lives, he changed Parker’s life forever — getting a doctorate, creating a company, and helping save the Universe. One of the reasons that Superior Spider-Man is one of the best face-heel turn characters is because eventually his hero side still wins out. He’s still a hero, even when he’s Doc Ock.”
1) Otto wasn’t a hero. He was a genocidal maniac who invaded people’s privacy, brutalized and blackmailed people, bodily violated Peter Parker, murdered people, raped Anna Maria Marconi and tried to rape Mary Jane. Fuck whoever calls him a ‘hero’.
2) It’s leagues and bounds nowhere even close to the coolest Spidey story outside Lee and Ditko. The Death of Gwen Stacy, The Death of Jean DeWolff, Kraven’s Last Hunt, Spider-Man: the Lost Years, Spider-Man Redemption, the Hobgoblin Saga, the Harry Osborn Saga. Literally all of those are better than Superior Spider-Man
3) This is part of a list claiming that there are other examples of superheroes going bad which are more controversial than HYDRACap.
The premise of the article is ridiculous from the outset.
Controversy is measured in the scale of the reaction to something and NOTHING has been more controversial than HYDRACap
Okay, so this comes out of the blue but I have a theory about Anielle: What if the last Wyrdkey is hidden there? On the ToG wiki it says that the third key was hidden by Brannon "He takes the final Wyrdkey to Mala's temple, an island at the heart of a burning molten river, where he hides it beneath a flagstone". Now, I do not have a copy of EoS at hand and cannot confirm this, but what if there's a volcano near Anielle, active or inactive since many, many years passed, and the key's hidden there
Look. This could 100% be true. We don’t know the location of that third key. Some people think it sounds like Erawan has it, some think it doesn’t. I don’t think he has it. I think, (theory by @sparkleywonderful if I remember correctly) that Maeve knows where it is and that’s where she’s taking Aelin. OR (theory by @rufousnmacska I believe!) that the Crochans have it.
It’s also occurred to me that the reason Terrassen flourished was because of the key in the necklace. And the Southern Continent is a big empire and who is to say that someone there doesn’t have it and is knowingly or unknowingly using it to rule? I’m not super sold on this idea, but it’s still 100% valid.
I think Chaol’s bloodline will play a big role in this next book and in him finding himself and making those last steps to change as a character. He’s sort of in this luminal space right now. Quite literally if we consider his current injury. We could argue him having to seek help for his injury and being stuck in a chair is a nice metaphor for who he is as a character right now. He’s just kind of stuck and at the mercy of others (and his own mental limitations if you want to go there too). Annielle will totally come back as will the god of Oaths. Cuz a guy from a race of guardian warriors who kept the mountain clans from hurting their people are certainly the Oath-making kind of people.
And that’s where I would place my money on what they’re protecting/hiding. I think first and foremost it’s loyalty at its most basic. They are guardians who swore an oath to protect their king (Adarlan’s king) and they will do that until death. It’s in their blood, it’s innate. BUUUT why did they have to protect themselves and their king from the mountain clans? Did they have something the clans wanted?
CRACK THEORY ALERT: Chaol has always struck me as very…Arthurian. He holds himself to this code of honor and the code of honor is pretty fucked up. It’s like Lancelot when he saves Gwen in The Death of King Arthur—damned if you do, damned if you don’t. Right? The system is flawed. Then in like HoF or QoS we get this scene where Chaol throws away the eagle pommeled sword of his father’s people. The last symbol of his loyalty to the Dorian’s Dad (who we might consider to be a false king—excluding my theory that I think Dorian’s dad may have actually been good but playing the “long game” because he knew he could not defeat Erawan and that only the heirs could). So in a WILD. WIIIIILLLLD. Twist of events that sometimes play out in my head, I just feel like there could be a chance that there will be an epic scene (or something) where Chaol gets a new sword, or the old eagle pommeled sword, and who’s to say it’s not (god this is such a HC) going to come out of that damned silver lake?! Not that I’m saying Chaol is a King Arthur figure. Cuz I’m not. But I’m saying he needs a moment of realignment. He gets to come back. And he gets to take up the mantle of his people and save his king and his kingdom. THATS HIS THING.
So I think Annielle is not going to bend to Erawan for similar reasons. I think if they’re as duty bound and loyal to their king (even if he’s a tyrant—or even if he’s pretending to be a tyrant because it’s the only way to buy his people enough time for his magical son to grow up and find the other heirs) as much as we saw Chaol being duty bound and loyal to the king and then ultimately to Dorian…. they ain’t going down without a fight and they’re not bending to Erawan will easily. And that could be for simple “we don’t break our oaths” kinda reasons. Or it could be that mixed with something like you’re talking about. They’re protecting something worth dying for.
Idk if I think it’s a key (it totally could be!) but it’s something that maybe ties back to Gavin, or Brannon, or Anthril…. idk. But you’re totally right that it’s not an accident that Chaol is from a race of guardian warriors and he is struggling with feeling like an oath breaker and his people are one of the last hold outs.
He might even be an heir. And that could be their secret. That they know Brannon and Rhiannon made plans. And this would be a nice moment of Harry, Ron, and Hermione coming together to defeat evil. Of course Manon as an heir throws that trifecta off. (But so does Elide if she turns out to be an heir, too.) I just wouldn’t be surprised if Chaol finds out from some prophecy or heart-to-heart with his dad that they all always knew he was the “chosen son” who would lead Adarlan’s next great King (cough the return of Gavin and Elena cough) to victory over evil. THIS EPIC SHIT HAS CHAOL WRITTEN ALL OVER IT./MAAS LOVES THIS EPIC SHIT.
Chaol is just gonna play big in this war. I would be shocked if he didn’t. sorry this is so long!