on the gay serial killer trope

chanceofaghost:

Your obsession with gay serial killers makes me so sad. It’s literally casting us as the worst monsters of the world, the only way we were allowed to exist in straight people’s narratives. Every time you gush about stuff like that, my heart breaks.
Anonymous

(reposting to make rebloggable/taggable/cuttable/tumblrwhydoyousuck)

It’s literally casting us as the worst monsters of the world, the only way we were allowed to exist in straight people’s narratives.

I completely agree—with the exception of using the past tense, because gay serial killer narratives are still alive and well.  I’ve never properly made a post about it, it’s just always been in the background, but to me the gay serial killer is the basic embodiment of the repressed homophobic closet.  As a straight-up trope it’s impossible to take seriously; but what I find so fascinating is seeing how that trope gets dealt with and sometimes subverted over the years, as our awareness of homosexuality grows and/or our awareness of the trope as a narrative grows.  From Strangers on a Train to Cruising to The Watcher to Cure to Death Note to Dexter to Sleepaway Camp, the gay (or subtextually gay) serial killer always, always manifests a psychological double, usually the person who’s trying to catch him, but sometimes the guy who’s caught up in murder with him like Guy Haines in Strangers on a Train or Dickie in Talented Mr Ripley, or the actual co-partner like Leopold and Loeb in Rope and these two guys in The Following. The double then *always* has to be simultaneously drawn to and repulsed by the gay serial killer, because the undertone of the cat-and-mouse is always queer, and the subtext of the narrative is always that the gay serial killer has to be stopped because he’s operating outside the rules, unleashing his sexuality upon the world. Gay serial killer films are almost always, at least on the shallowest level of meta, about confronting repressed homosexual desire and then murdering it, because it’s the most evil thing you can be / creates social chaos / leads to death.

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it's real for us: THE FOLLOWING IS ACTUALLY TRYING TO KILL ME.

guest-age:

As an OT3’er, I spend most of my life groaning at love triangles and shouting, “JUST BE AN OT3 AND YOUR PROBLEMS WOULD BE FUCKING SOLVED ALREADY.” So imagine my surprise when…uh, tonight? The Following actually listened to me.

I can’t, y’all. I can not with Jacob’s face when he gets in the shower and realizes he gets to keep Emma AND Paul. He gets them BOTH. They love him and it’s all out in the open, all his secrets, and he gets them BOTH.

I JUST CAN’T I AM DYING SOMEONE HOLD ME ON THE ASTRAL PLANE BECAUSE CANON POLY FEELS, Y’ALL.

WHY THE FUCK AREN’T YOU WATCHING THIS SHOW.

Like, has there ever been a canon love triangle that involved two guys and a girl, and one of the GUYS was the center point? And then that triangle got resolved by all three of them loving each other and being together? HAS THAT EVER HAPPENED EVER? I DON’T THINK IT HAS.

The Good Wife 4x13: The Seven Day Rule

oneintheblack:

Some commenter brought this up in the comments section of The AV Club recap of the latest episode:

One thing is: has there ever been any job or promotion by merit in this series? Kalinda is the closest thing I can think of as it sounded like she received a raise for merit.

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Leupagus: CONCERNING HOBBITS

leupagus:

mawiles:

YOOOO HOBBITS. FUCKING HOBBITS MAN. LET ME TELL YOU SOMETHING ABOUT HOBBITS.

ok, so imagine you’re kind of this angel dude. except like you’re old and you spend 100% of your time on the mortal plane. so like you’re actually a wizard.

(ok i am not saying that you gotta be old to be a wizard thingol was one of the first elves ever and he met melian and like thingol knew some fly babes being an elf surrounded by elves but melian was fucking UNREAL like they literally just sat and stared at each other for at least five million years and got all moldy and had about fifty raccoons go through their full life cycles around them before they even said “yo babe u so fine” to each other (so i gotta assume that melian was into that too) (thingol how are you such a fucking babe)

my point is that melian was a maia of the same class as gandalf and not to say that old people aren’t lookers but she must have looked bangin fine to thingol cause elves are probs the vainest out of all the races)

oh yo look at that elves stealing the narrative from the hobbits T Y P I C A L anyway

ok so imagine you’re this angel dude called olórin, but like, most dudes these days call you gandalf because human men can’t pronounce elfy things unless they’ve descended from the kings of arnost or whatever

and like yo, fuck men. you thought they’d be a step up from the elves??? cause like way back when everything didn’t exist there was this dude named Ilúvatar. and he made fuckin’ everything??? like all the current gods and stuff. and then he got all of these dudes he made to sing and they sung middle earth into existence. like wow. dang. I’LL GO INTO THE NITTY GRITTY DETAILS OF THE MIDDLE EARTH CREATION MYTH LATER but basically melkor who would become morgoth who was basically sauron’s boss started shITTING THINGS UP with his song because he wanted to make people and Ilúvatar was like. so ok with that? basically what he did was take melkor’s song and helped it turn into PEOPLE. DA RACES OF MIDDLE EARTH….. namely elves and men because elves wrote down this shit and they only cared about men and also dwarves but only because they HATED DWARVES

anyway fast forward just a little bit later when the gods who decided to go to middle earth went and started making shit this one dudegod called Aulë the smith wanted to make ppl just like melkor did but he like slaved over these little dudes ok he wanted to be pals with them and then MANWË KING OF THE EARTHLY GODS found them and was like dude what are you doing

and aulë was like OK I KNOW I DID A BAD I’LL GET RID OF THEM but the little guys he created were like oh nooooooo and manwë was like oh shit you created a sentient species how the fuck did you do that we can’t kill them now oh shit

so they kept them around

(ps: they were dwarves)

(which is why dwarves are crafty little fuckers)

THE POINT OF ALL OF THIS IS that gandalf and the other maiar knew where elves, men, and dwarves came from. you had like, weird anomalies like tom bombadil (ps: no one knows what tom bombadil’s deal is, literally no one), but other than a few stories of strange creatures and the fae these were The Established Races of Middle Earth and everyone knew that

and they were made to combat the evil that melkor had introduced but they were only mostly good at fighting each other for shiny shit (THE ENTIRE META PLOT OF THE SILMARILLION LMFAO)

so yeah gandalf must have been pretty burnt out on sentient races in general

and then these little dudes came out of nowhere to the king of men and were like HEY UH CAN WE SETTLE IN SOME REALLY CHILL LAND UP NORTHWEST OF HERE and literally everyone was like what the fuck who are you

HOBBITS. FUCKING HOBBITS. like, the men knew about them more or less (the root of the word hobbit came from the rohirric word for hole-builder, holbytlan) but according to the hobbits they just were wandering around, crossed a few mountains, then asked to settle in the shire. and then they were industrious and sturdy and courteous and really british and

gandalf was like

what the shit

i have been here since the beginning of LITERALLY EVERYTHING and i have never seen or heard of these guys before

i imagine most of his dealings with the hobbits in the beginning were kind of suspicious??? like he knew that melkor and sauron were still lurking around and they had already made orcs (fun fact: melkor and sauron can’t make living races like ilúvatar and apparently aulë can, so wheeeere did orcs come from? they tortured the living daylights out of some elves until they turned into orcs. :) happy nightmares!!) so he must have been like really sneaky like WHO ARE YOU… WHY ARE YOU HERE……. ARE YOU UNDER SOME MAD GLAMOUR, LIKE ARE YOU ACTUALLY LIKE MINI ORCS……. WHY ARE YOU PASSING ME THIS PIPE

but like after centuries of living alongside hobbits on and off he’d come to realize that hobbits were just hobbits: really decent little guys who popped out of nowhere?? like he must have consulted radagast and saruman and had really deep beardstrokey conversations with them about say did vana ever tell you about little furry footed guys she made this one time no radagast that squirrel looks terrible on you also saruman did manwë ever tell you about these really decent race of beings who like partying and drinking but also being nice and saruman probably just cringed and promised himself he’d try to find weed from another dealer

but i digress

like, this is just personal speculation, but there are a lot of hints that hobbits might have been some kind of strange sub-mish-mash of all of the elements of the other races?? there are three subraces of hobbit, and not to go too deeply into it, the subraces tended to align themselves with each of the three “good guy” races of middle earth: harfoots were similar to men, stoors were similar to dwarves, and fallohides were similar to elves. so, maybe the proper conclusion to draw here was to say that hobbits were supposed to be sort of a subrace? a helper race to the other races?

NOT SO FAST!!! if that was the case, and if none of the other gods knew where the fuck they came from, they probably would have been mentioned in the beginning song of ilúvatar. ok, maybe they were and the elves just didn’t mention them because elves are REALLY FUCKING VAIN. again NOT SO FAST!!!! if the hobbits were made as a subrace to all of the other races, that would mean that someone would have had to have seen the dwarves coming, since the stoors are so similar to them. BUT NO ONE SAW THE DWARVES COMING. SO NO ONE COULD HAVE SEEN THE STOORS COMING. SO NO ONE COULD HAVE SEEN THE HOBBITS COMING. PERIOD. 

sooooooooooooo the next mystery that gandalf probably ruminated about for the next six squillion years was WHERE DID HOBBITS COME FROM. WHAT THE FUCK IS THEIR DEAL. he probably asked tom bombadil those exact questions, to which tom answered, CHILL THE FUCK OUT HOW THE HELL SHOULD ANYONE KNOW I NEED TO GET BACK TO MY BALLIN LADY GOLDBERRY DEUCES BROTHER IMMA BOUNCE (someday someone’s going to ask ilúvatar about this. and he will probably just giggle to himself. inscrutable nutlord.)

that’s the thing about the hobbits??? no one knows where they came from, what their deal is, or how they ended up being so placid and nice, but really really tough when they need to be!!! so when things started really shaking up in middle earth and gandalf was like shit son, all of you big races gonna fuck ur own shit up again

he thought about the hobbits

hobbits aren’t like the big races in one huge way: they don’t really want power? i mean you have nasty hobbits and whatnot, but mostly they lead very quiet lives in a nice place where peace is common. they have everything they want???

and then gandalf was like

perfect

these are the perfect adventurers

because hobbits don’t really want the stress of being in battle, they just want to get back to their hobbit holes and read about things they understand so even if they’re thrown in a huge ruckus and all of the responsibility is put on them, even if it takes a huge amount of effort to get back to the quo they love, they’ll do it because they don’t?? want the glory??? or power or anything??? they don’t want anything from the other races. they don’t want sparklies. they don’t want rings. they just wanna go home. they just want to party and eat.

and gandalf (and i) clapped his hands over his face and sobbed i have found theperfect warrior race

like of course it took some convincing because getting a hobbit out of their hole is like poking your hand directly into hot coals (seriously, there was this one time when wolves invaded the entire shire and this guy who was, i shit you not, pippin took’s direct ancestor, was like, hang on dudes we got this, and like nine million hobbits came from fucking nowhere and the wolves were just fucking gone)

but like, that’s a part of the point

fortunately the fallohides were way more inquisitive than the other hobbit races and you could literally calculate a hobbit’s normal to crazy ratio by how many fallohide ancestors they had

(btw: tooks and brandybucks have the strongest ancestral ties back to the fallohides, and frodo baggins was a brandybuck by way of his mom, and im like three hundred percent sure that bilbo has a brandybuck mom too. the bagginses were weirdly adventurous man. samwise gamgee most likely had zero family ties to the fallohides meaning that all of his batshit insane heroics were all gamgee pride. dont u even fuck with a gamgee)

(EDIT: thanks 2 tumblr user domesticlifeofghosts we now know that bilbo’s mom was a took. flaunt ur new knowledge, ladies and gentlemen)

so gandalf hired bilbo to go on an adventure and the rest is pretty much history

the neat thing about hobbits though is that they are literally like…. like, ok, say you are playing a normal d&d style rpg. you have your hero, like a warrior or something, a wizard, a ranger, etc. and like. you have the little halfling thief who doesn’t get up to much but steal shit and make everyone cry over their piddly str stat

and suddenly at the end of the game, after the warrior and wizard and ranger squabble over directions and loot and heavy moral decisions, at the very last boss and everyone’s just like OH SHIT OH SHIT I’M OUT OF MANA AND THAT SHITTER JUST BROKE MY SWORD etc, the little halfling thief walks over, pokes the bad guy in between the eyes, and it shrieks and shrivels and fucking dies in this cataclysmic explosion

and while the other three are like open mouthed flabbergasted the thief shrugs and is like, “what? you guys have been literally arguing over this for like eight hours and there is no more pizza im outties”

and they just do a backflip and moonwalk out

ok that is the relationship of the hobbits to the rest of the sentient races of middle earth. who the fuck? how the fuck? why? they eat too much and are too happy and well-adjusted to be good warriors

unbeknownst to them that’s what makes them highly functional heroes says gandalf, with one last beardly wink to the audience

fucking hobbits, man

fucking hobbits

If you didn’t want to read this entire thing in all its glory from the comfort of your own dash then number one, you’re an asshole, number two, fuck you, number three, get out.

Ambiguous Lucidity: starrisu: by the way, this only just occurred to me butcompare...

starrisu:

by the way, this only just occurred to me but

compare Elementary’s You Do It To Yourself to BBC Sherlock’s Blind Banker

The former is a perfect example of how race could have been a lot more skilfully written, so now there’s a fantastic example the next time anyone tells me that the Blind Banker was not racist at all

I really want to write up a proper thing of this later but the main points really are:

  • The villains of the episode were not a gang whose main characteristic and main identifier was race. That is a shitty thing to do.

  • The people of that race were not exotified, or at least exoticism isn’t viewed as a non-negative thing - compare Blind Banker in how the Chinese gang was an “exotic” dance/theatre group (with a lady who really stereotypically and intensely loved teapots), while the villain of You Do It To Yourself was a white guy who fetishised Asian culture and abused his Asian wife. Exoticism is wrong in Elementary!

  • They weren’t viewed as aliens of any sort, with a language barrier that made any form of communication void. In Elementary, at no point does Joan ever have to translate or ~communicate~ with any of the Chinese people, because that’s what they are, separate people! And in any case they speak different things anyway, Mandarin and Cantonese. Sherlock communicates in English with the owner of the gambling shop, because he knows that he is capable of it. Compare that to Blind Banker, where there was really no hesitance in casting Chinese people as some unanimous alien species with no separate features, and who all spoke the same language.

  • Chinese people are victims too! It’s not a big deal to see an Asian lady as a victim, there’s not a load of fuss made about that fact. And she was actually specifically a victim of exoticism and racism on the part of her husband. (POC in general aren’t anything to blink at in Elementary, because surprise, POC exist in real life! And they are just as competent, just as human, so on and so forth. Elementary goes far enough to show that, while BBC Sherlock with its all-white cast really doesn’t.)

Just casually typing up a small rant, because as a Chinese person, watching the Blind Banker was upsetting to say the least. Seeing Elementary treat that so well was amazing, and just adds to the List Of Reasons I Love Elementary. :’)

(Source: viennateng)

saucefactory:

therearenights:

notbecauseofvictories:

#ohhhh this gifset gives me life and i feel like these two shots are exactly what i want about woman kings #the way it’s framed is so interesting as well like it’s ridiculously cinematically appealing #ravenna on high; untouchable in her high tower in feathers and her own mail #a six foot pillar of golden weaponized beauty #snow on foot in common armour framed by her men; the people’s queen a queen on level with the mortals #and yet they are both woman kings; which by definition functions as a paragon and an almost deified figure #SEE THIS IS WHERE PRIEST QUEEN/WARRIOR QUEEN COMES TO PLAY #neither woman yet can truly claim the title of woman king because a king by this period’s definition is probably an absolute monarch #the vicar of god yet expected to lead armies #and ravenna is a symbol of a tyranny extensive enough to be a faith but she doesn’t lead armies #while snow is in the army but she is undoubtedly not established enough to be a paragon of any kind; that comes later #and this is the really interesting final conclusion of this really: that snow will become what ravenna was not #a religious symbol who has the hearts and absolute loyalty of her men who had fought at the forefront of armies; a true woman king #but she’ll establish herself in direct contrast to ravenna for politics #the people will say she’s a wicked woman; who used her sex to charm kings and murder them #and so to gain control snow will have to be her name; absolutely pure in contrast to ravenna’s damaging weaponized sexuality #a virgin queen who is a warrior queen who is a religious symbol who is the true woman king #god what would i give for a sequel (A WELL WRITTEN ONE) where snow becomes like this elizabeth i figure (via ilvalentinos)

the last tag needs to happen YESTERDAY!

YES TO ALL OF THAT AND ALSO I NEED ALL THE FEMSLASH FIC

NOVEL-LENGTH FEMSLASH FIC

TO ROLL AROUND IN

AND SQUEE

fuckwritersblock:

madamedevereshideaway:

The spiked heel
Photo by Pierre Dal Corso for L’Edito Magazine #05 shoes by Louboutin

#DOROTHY WITH A BITE! #dorothy who chose to jump into the twister’s sinister rotating chaos #dorothy who watches as the water melts the witch away until she’s just a scrap of black fabric in a green steaming puddle #dorothy who presses her warm cheek against her tinman’s metal chest to listen closely for his heart #and when all she hears is creaking joints and a hollow echo she is glad #because a heartless man can do what others can’t #can be her sword without compunction to swing and snap and serve and kill #dorothy who turns a palid fairy tone of green in the light striking the emerald city’s towers #a drowned-corpse green to suit her sworn death-pact her identity as the end-bringer #and most of all to mirror the hue of the wicked witch of the west #because most stories end with the triumph of the inviolate princess over the cruel wizened queen #the curtains draw closed before we see the girl become the crone (and the cycle always comes around again) #the curtains hide the cracking mask the disillusion and the bitterness of power #but dorothy pays attention to the man behind the curtain #pays attention to the world muffled by thick velvet swaths #pays attention to herself #pays attention to her story told before her in the witch #so every click of her heels on the chipped yellow bricks is the constant tick-tock of time #and she knows this because she pays attention to the fate behind the curtain #so if her future is inevitable she will transform herself early she thinks instead of waiting for age and grief to do the trick#if her ruby slippers can bring her to her old world maybe then can bring her to a new world of her making #so she sharpens her heels into stabby thin points #she will drill iron thorns into the sides that glint as she kicks #her shoes are her greatest weapon her dearest treasure her means of mobility (walking and world-switching)#her only hope for a self-written story her only choice in her girl-to-crone journey#her symbolic self (trace in the dirt the sloppy shape of a shoe and every person in oz from winkies to witches will know who you mean) #so the slippers are hers to customize into things of her liking #she has no control over her own iconhood - they worshiped her from the time her house came hurtling down to squish the witch #and still her legend grows unaided by her or her friends - but the slippers: there is an icon she can control(via caterinasforzas)

fuckwritersblock:

madamedevereshideaway:

The spiked heel

Photo by Pierre Dal Corso for L’Edito Magazine #05 shoes by Louboutin

#DOROTHY WITH A BITE! #dorothy who chose to jump into the twister’s sinister rotating chaos #dorothy who watches as the water melts the witch away until she’s just a scrap of black fabric in a green steaming puddle #dorothy who presses her warm cheek against her tinman’s metal chest to listen closely for his heart #and when all she hears is creaking joints and a hollow echo she is glad #because a heartless man can do what others can’t #can be her sword without compunction to swing and snap and serve and kill #dorothy who turns a palid fairy tone of green in the light striking the emerald city’s towers #a drowned-corpse green to suit her sworn death-pact her identity as the end-bringer #and most of all to mirror the hue of the wicked witch of the west #because most stories end with the triumph of the inviolate princess over the cruel wizened queen #the curtains draw closed before we see the girl become the crone (and the cycle always comes around again) #the curtains hide the cracking mask the disillusion and the bitterness of power #but dorothy pays attention to the man behind the curtain #pays attention to the world muffled by thick velvet swaths #pays attention to herself #pays attention to her story told before her in the witch #so every click of her heels on the chipped yellow bricks is the constant tick-tock of time #and she knows this because she pays attention to the fate behind the curtain #so if her future is inevitable she will transform herself early she thinks instead of waiting for age and grief to do the trick#if her ruby slippers can bring her to her old world maybe then can bring her to a new world of her making #so she sharpens her heels into stabby thin points #she will drill iron thorns into the sides that glint as she kicks #her shoes are her greatest weapon her dearest treasure her means of mobility (walking and world-switching)#her only hope for a self-written story her only choice in her girl-to-crone journey#her symbolic self (trace in the dirt the sloppy shape of a shoe and every person in oz from winkies to witches will know who you mean) #so the slippers are hers to customize into things of her liking #she has no control over her own iconhood - they worshiped her from the time her house came hurtling down to squish the witch #and still her legend grows unaided by her or her friends - but the slippers: there is an icon she can control
(via caterinasforzas)

Dipping sticks Asha...: good shit i just saw the most recent Arrow, this show is so flawless....

theongreyjoy:

good shit i just saw the most recent Arrow, this show is so flawless. Like, the fact that this show is systematically de constructing the romanticized idea of “superheros” is just….ugh.

- A recognition that this rich, over privileged little bastard who decides that he’s going to put on a uniform and kill “bad guys” is actually a murder, and not a superhero.

- A recognition that 5 years on a deserted island and watching his father kill himself made him mentally unstable.

 - The two most important other characters BOTH acknowledge these instabilities and are completely aware that while he’s TRYING to do good, he’s also dangerous and narcissistic as fuck.

- One of these characters is female. The other is a POC. 

- The fact that John Diggle is a character who exists oh lord oh god I CAN NOT with him and his self aware yet loyal and obedient relationship with Oliver WOW JESUS CHRIST OKAY. 

Also taking a really cookie cutter comic book character that a lot of people call the “boyband” of superheros and making him infinitely more interesting.