sorry it too so long to get this up i wanted space between all reverse posts

anonymous asked:

i can't tell if you actually hate ford or if you ironically hate ford wtf

i have a very serious love/hate relationship w/stanford filbrick pines because i love him as a character, his development (all like, 2 episodes we’ve had with it)  and etc. etc. and as an actual human i am extremely conflicted as to whether or not he makes me absolutely, heart-crushingly sad, or completely enraged about his actions & decisions & etc.

cuz on one hand: yes, he is a selfish, stupid and paranoid prick who deserves 2 be a dash ornament for bill’s styling car because he so consistently thinks so little of other people, cannot trust anyone, and treats stan like Fucking garbage i hate him

on the other hand: everyone views filbrick pines sr. as being a dick to stan. of course he is. but i’m pretty sure his parenting methods were also deflected towards ford in some way. did he just value him as a money maker? i feel like ford probably learned some of his emotional skills from his father and i feel like filbrick definitely laid the groundwork for his distrust and other emotional issues

i mean, he seems to also not keep in touch with much of his family post-graduation… when he needs help? he calls for stan, whom he has not talked to in 10 years, because he still trusts stan more than other members of the family. his mother is a canon pathological liar and his father is, well, filbrick, you know? i think it says a lot that he still trusts stan the most after doing nothing to stop him from being kicked out– either he blindly trusts his brother to still appreciate & trust him in return after watching him get kicked out, or, i dunno

this response (definitely deeply upset, closing his eyes, avoiding watching it) to the whole thing just makes me think that he definitely did not want this to happen; perhaps stan was the only one to stand up to their father? so he had no idea how to grapple with this situation, where he was unable to help like how stan always helped him in the past– it’s a role reversal he’s not able to deal with and he loses his brother as a result

(interesting to note– in their teenage fight and in their adult fight, ford shoves stan into harms way. once into his father’s grasp, sort of, and the second time into the seal– is his “i’m so sorry” response 10 years delayed in the second instance?)

anyway i feel like filbrick & bill just really did a number on his psyche and he’s much more fragile and guilty and sad than he’s typically given credit for, he’s just hiding it behind the emotional wall he inherited from his dad. and there’s no way he healthily got a phd three years early and i’m pretty sure studying & school was a coping mechanism for him and possibly even way for him to build a chasm between an unhealthy family situation as well

this isn’t even really scratching the surface of how… really, terrifyingly quickly he gives up on everything. and not just small things, but things like “hey, don’t bother trying to save me, you will never see me again when this space pod takes me to space jail,” and even in tonight’s episode when he’s like “ok dipper take the journals and run,” both of those situations his IMMEDIATE response is to give dipper the rift/journals/etc. and give up, let bill/space pod take him and do what they will. and he also got in between dipper and a bullet and i dunno i feel like there’s this sorta quasi-suicidal motive behind it, maybe not an outright “i hate myself and want to die” but he definitely feels a bit too reckless for it to be healthy imo… there may also be a bit of a “trust no one, but don’t expect anyone to trust you“ behind some of his actions, not just “trust no one.”

i dunnooooo i just. i think ford is more than just a dick. and i hate him for being a dick. but i also hate ford for the like 3 frames of emotion he does show because they ruined my life so

Hunter’s Moon Mate

Again, this is for Sterek Week, but I’m kind of late in posting this, so shhhh just pretend it’s still the right day. Also this title is awful and I’m sorry. It’s 1:30am and I am tired. That’s my excuse. Enjoy.

It’s dark save for the light of the full moon, and there’s a sharp chill in the air that makes it a little hard to breathe the faster Stiles runs. He doesn’t stop though, even though there’s a burning in his chest and legs. The wolf howl that echoes in the trees behind him only serves as motivation for him to keep running, ignoring the soreness of his calves, the stings of branches and leaves that hit and scratch him as he passes by.

He asked for this; heck, he wanted to do this, and there was no way he was giving up now.

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Random Musings: Oathkeeping Scenes

Since I didn’t do a bit of shippy-analysis lately, but was more into speccing thanks to you marvellous, kind people sending me asks all the while…

I guess it’s time to talk JB…

Well, I always do, but you know how I mean it.

Anyway, I want to talk about the Tent Scene a bit, or rather, muse about it.

I mean, it’s the JB reunion, so of course I gotta muse.

But I digress once more.

Where was I?

Oh, right, the tent.

I suppose that very smart people have already pointed to these circumstances and I am most likely just pointing out the known and obvious, but… as I said, I am musing, season 7 is still far away, and I have shipper feels, okay?

Obviously, there was just about everything to enjoy about that scene, but one thing struck me lately. And that is how they shot this particular scene. Especially once you compare it to the Oathkeeper scene.

What I loved about this scene - other than everything - is how they reversed and paralleled the tent scene with the Oathkeeper scene.

We get Jaime *dancing* around the table:

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P.S.: Ditto

Title: P.S.: Ditto

Fandom: Voltron The Legendary Defender

Pairing: Shiro/Keith

Rating: PG-15; some sexual themes

Wordcount: 2,000+ words

Summary: How Keith and Shiro realized love is a thing and it comes in the shape of boys and eyes with eyeliner.

Notes: It’s been so long since I’ve written anything and it’s not my usual fandom but I love them, alright? 

It’s something Keith has never done before – want to know someone like this. Want to know them better than anyone else, than the stars he’s started counting when he was seven and hasn’t stopped yet, than the clothes they wear.

He sits behind Shiro, in pilot class, two years younger than everyone else and strangely, puzzlingly, he doesn’t feel out of place here. Maybe he’s been built for this, for watching things, for letting them rest against his palms, for admiring their shapes.

(Like sitting in the cockpit behind the songs of the engine he can translate like no one else, like staring at the curl of Shiro’s smile, the kiss of his collar against his neck, like the shine of stars, as old as galaxies, as young as them.)

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