hi I still think it’s important to make more people aware of this-
the end credit art in hawkeye?
yeah, it’s so clearly meant to look like david aja’s style and, despite making profit from it, disney did not pay him a cent. nor did they even bother crediting him.
from aja’s twitter:
it even takes note from matt hollingsworth’s minimalistic coloring style used in the comics, and, as far as I know, he’s also getting nothing for it.
I’m caught between “the art in these credits is so cool!” and “disney just fucking pay comic book artists please” (these panels get it)
okay it’s 12:40 am but i’m going to say my one last opinion about stolitz in this episode before going to sleep.
Stolas wasn’t embarassed of Blitzo
Holy. Fucking. Shit. I thought that was obvious but apparently not.
That’s what Blitzo thought obviously as we can tell from the whole flinch, horrified look on his face
but that doesn’t mean it’s what happened. I thought it had already been established that Blitzo is an incredibly unreliable narrator. Yes, Blitzo was being pushed through the rough by Verossika and Asmodeus and needed Stolas to defend him.
But Stolas?
Stolas was being laughed at, humiliated in public, and he couldn’t defend himself because no matter what he said he couldn’t prove Asmodeus wrong. He looks around to see everyone in the entire audience laughing at him.
He had given up his wife and kid for an imp who wasn’t even happy to be around him, who had ignored him throughout this entire debacle. Just like Blitzo needed Stolas to defend him, Stolas needed Blitzo to reassure him.
and neither did that okay?
Stolas chose to hide rather than face what appeared to be an incredibly humiliating situation (not because of blitzo, but because they had exposed his family issues to the entire fucking crowd. lol), and Blitzo? Blitzo was hurt, he was angry, he was terrified and insecure. But he chose to keep that in. He didn’t communicate his feelings or wants or needs to Stolas and unfortunately, reading minds appears to be out of the arsenal of eldritch horrors.
Both fucked up here. Both had their insecurities thrown in their faces. Both didn’t take the last line to reach out to each other.
And if Stolas chose to deal with that by attempting to bridge the gap between him and Blitzo? If he chose to seek out some non-sexual affection after it being strongly implied he fucks up his relationships? Can’t fucking blame him.
And if Blitzo chose to deal with it by closing off? If he chose to hide from a relationship he felt was close to ending anyways? If he chose to close himself off from Stolas before he was abandoned yet again? Can’t fucking blame him either.
People are, in my experience, like game birds in a poultry show.
Chickens have many and varied standards of perfection to meet, but game birds - which are birds like peafowl, and quail, and pheasants - only have one requirement: if it exists, it is perfect. The point of a game bird’s existence is survival, and so any game bird that is still alive is considered to be perfectly meeting its standard of perfection. If it exists, it is perfect.
imo people are not that different. An individual’s standard of perfection is to exist as themselves, which is something no one else can actually do. If you are doing that, if you exist, you are meeting the unique standard of perfection for a you. You are a perfect you.
So now you know. You are at least as perfect as a game bird.
And that’s amazing!
Here is another game bird whose perfection you match!
One time at the bowling alley a league member paid only in coins because they didnt like how I did something. It was like, $50 in coins.
They just happened to have $50 in coins? Just like. With them???
Luckily I wasnt a shift leader yet so I didnt actually have to deal with them all that much, but I did have to sit in the office for too long counting coins, but that was still kinda fun for me.
I guess maybe they got a bunch of those coin rolls from the bank and just decided to be an ass to me, but yea they just…had $50 in coins.
Wack
they’ve put all the power into your hands at this point, because they’re stuck in a liminal state between Paid and Unpaying and cannot back out without forfeiting either money or access. This kind of power is so intoxicating: they’ve entered your name -unwillingly- into the Asshole Marathon, and then tied their own shoelaces together at the starting line.
it’s kind of weird how we’re culturally not supposed to admit that we do things for money and/or attention. Like I’m not going to work because i’m a team player or because I care about the company mission, I’m going so I can pay rent and buy food. I’m not publishing my fanfic because I’m passionate about writing or because I only care about art in its purest form, I’m publishing it because I want attention. If I didn’t want attention, I’d leave it on my hard drive. Really, why are we supposed to pretend to have “better” motivations?
like to be clear I am passionate about writing and I want to be a good writer, but when I truly just want to “write for myself” I leave it on my computer and never share it. I have plenty of things that fall into that category on my hard drive, that nobody else will ever read, but if I go through the effort to upload it somewhere? I am seeking attention and I would like it in the form of kudos, comments, and reblogs thank you
the magnus archives is a genuinely well written piece of contemporary cosmic horror media that makes a lot of interesting and thoughtful commentary about the nature of humanity but nothing, and i mean nothing, will ever top the moment when one of the characters calls the man who successfully brought about the apocalypse by summoning fourteen eldritch abominations that exist by causing and feeding on fear and can harness their power to smite you from existence by literally forcing you to experience the collective terror of every living being on earth a “special little boy”
