The amazing thing about this is that in the newsreels Bucky is played off as a ridiculous sidekick to hide the fact that he’s out there brutally killing people, and Steve is literally sitting next to a professional killer and STILL acts like his complaints are adorable.
It took me 12 years to go frame by frame and realize that weird lag I had always noticed was Tulio pausing to kiss Miguel before pushing him off the cliff in a desperate attempt to save their lives…
MY SHIP IS UNSINKABLE
“The Road to El Dorado: Miguel & Tulio: The original script had them be lovers, calling each other ‘darling’ and such. Although the idea was shot down, they left in scenes where you can kind of tell what they were pushing for.”
You’re forgetting the scene in the beginning where they’re prisoners in the ship. Tulio is lifting Miguel so Miguel and look out, and Tulio briefly rubs his face against Miguel’s ass. Best. ever.
Don’t
fucking get me started
on my gay analysis
of El fucking Dorado
^This part is subtle and often missed. At the end, when Tulio and Miguel are reunited, they run to hug each other and Altivo interrupts just as Tulio has his hand on his pal’s waist.
All gifs here made by me because SACRIFICES! I actually have hundreds more to make but who knows if I’ll ever finish—especially since my hard drive kaboomed and I lost my perfectly organized clips.
Edit: AHH IMAGES FIXED. SO SORRY ABOUT THAT. Some of you have been asking for further analysis. I direct you to a fic study I did on their relationship in the movie: The Magnificent.
Astonishing things that are happening so far in Master and Commander:
I don’t know what I was expecting, given that the entire world plus the back of my copy sincerely calls this the “Aubrey-Maturin novels,” which we all know is just because they hadn’t thought to use a /, but still I was not prepared for this book to literally open with a meet cute. Specifically, a meet cute wherein our solid sea-honed ~presence~ of a British Royal Navy Officer is so overcome by the beauty of the music recital he’s attending that he cannot help banging his fist upon his knee to the melody, and is promptly and devastatingly shushed by this intense little slip of an Irish physician, upon which Jack Aubrey’s response to being sassed by Stephen Maturin is to have even more feelings than he was already having about the music, and then less than 24 hours later run up to him in the street, effuse how very sorry he is, and invite him to become his best friend. And THEN it comes out that this delicate doctor is actually wasting awayon account of the patient he’d come to Menorca to treat having died without paying him, and is now sleeping in the fucking abandoned ruins of a chapel up on a hill and calling all his animal roommates by their Latinate names and hasn’t really eaten in god knows when, and Jack is like OMG NO, OMG NO COME LIVE ON MY NEW SLOOP WITH ME AND I’LL FEED YOU ALL THE TIME, and Stephen’s like Could I Possibly? and Jack’s like YES!!, and then rushes around getting his snug little boat ready while daydreaming about when he can get Stephen aboard and at last have someone with whom he can share his thoughts and joys and feelings about beautiful music. And then in Classic™ Plot™ Jack sends a messenger to tell Stephen that he’s going to miss their next meal because he’s taking his ship out for a test sail before they embark, but Stephen DOESN’T GET THE MESSAGE and comes down to the docks with his wee bag to see Jack’s ship sailing away and thinks, I paraphrase but only barely: “this is what I get for thinking I might at last have something nice, I cannot believe I allowed myself to lower my defenses so completely because now I am Heartbroken,” and palely glares the fuck out of the poor kid who finally rushes up to give him the message that Jack’ll be back to fetch him in a couple hours.
Other things that have happened include three four separate mentions of, to use the parlance, sodomy, including the Confirmed Gay aboard having already developed a crush on golden-haired Commander Aubrey. Meanwhile our absolutely hapless Dr. Maturin is belowdecks cracking his head into a low beam so hard he sees stars and then valiantly pretending he’s not dazed when Jack bounds down to happily offer him eggs and bacon and coffee.
And then the other 30% of this is long streams of sailing words that I do not know yet. I AM HAVING THE BEST TIME.
thranduil sleeps calmer knowing even if his son married a dwarf at least he married The Supermodel dwarf and singlehandedly crushed the hopes of single dwarves and dwarrowdams everywhere
this is my headcanon and you will never take it from me.
listen, just Listen for a second, okay.
Gimli Gloinul is from the line of Durin okay, he’s from the line of KINGS, his bloodline stands up against Legolas’ perfectly, if the elves and dwarves got their shit together for a hot second they would be like “YES, PERFECT, A DIPLOMATIC MARRIAGE TO BIND OUR HOUSES TOGETHER AND NEVER SHALL THE TWAIN THROW ONE ANOTHER TO DRAGONS…again.” because you have a king’s son and a king’s nephew which, well, I love Dain but he’s not an EREBOR KING and GIMLI IS FROM THE FAMILY OF EREBOR KINGS.
And Gimli acts like he’s from the line of Erebor kings, too, okay, he’s a diplomat and a warrior and a nobleman, he’s the sort of person who SAYS things like ‘faithless is he who says fairwell when the road darkens’ and stares down Elrond Peredhil in his own home when his strength and faith are questioned. And he’s the kind of person who swears his allegiance to people he barely knows because it’s Right and Good and Gimli knows it.
And Thorin Oakenshield was handsome, and his sister the lady Dis is beautiful, and Gimli’s cousins Fili and Kili were fine young dwarrows, and Gimli’s mother is a great beauty.
Basically my point here is that Gimli, proud strong gimli with his firebeard hair and bold laugh and mithril tongue and clever fingers, broke the hearts of everyone in Erebor and not a few people outside of Erebor when he married a goddamn elf. Like. Not even Arwen Undomiel (WHO MARRIED A GODDAMN HUMAN, it’s been a weird couple of years in Middle-Earth, everyone wonders strongly if they’ve been drinking too much). Like he’s not even marrying a great beauty of the elves, Legolas isn’t ugly by elvish standards but also he’s nothing particularly special, and he’s not a great diplomat, and he’s BARELY a king’s son because everyone knows that Mirkwood elves are…a little odd. Legolas is a big cheerful hunter who sings songs he doesn’t remember all of, who chatters to trees and has no sense of the right thing to say even if he’s developed enough self-preservation to know the wrong thing to say, and FOR THE LOVE OF MAHAL HE FIGHTS WITH A BOW.
“GIMLI” Gloin bellows “YOU TURNED DOWN THIRTY-TWO SUITORS FROM FINE DWARVISH LINES FOR THIS”
“Ignore him, amrâlime, he’ll get over it” Gimli says in amusement as he beckons Legolas over to his forge, where he’s carefully smithing mithril-inlaid gold marriage clasps that will grip fine elvish hair. It’s too hot in the forge to wear shirts, if you’re working. Every dwarf in twenty feet stops what they’re doing to watch Gimli’s biceps flex as he holds up a jewel for Legolas’ inspection.
“YOU COULD HAVE HAD A HAREM” Gloin wails from down the hall.
#a headcanon I never knew I needed until this very moment
This particular scene is not discussed often and I want to share it today.
I will tell you that it breaks my heart every time I see it. You can see the sadness in Rey and Finn, but what is interesting is how Rey gets increasingly angry. She doesn’t want him to go, and what should be noted, she was not going to let him. Of course, this is all happening before Finn’s heartfelt confession.
Rey: You can’t just go. I won’t let you.
Finn: I’m not who you think I am.
…Then you can hear Rey’s voice slightly breaking…
Rey: Finn, what are you talking about?
I think it’s their best scene in The Force Awakens. It sealed the potential of romance between them. The music even hinted at it.
This was the scene that really cemented them as a ship for me. Granted, I was lowkey shipping them because of their interviews together but as a known shipper of crack pairings, I was prepared for them living in an au/canon-divergent world. This scene though was what really made me believe in this ship more than any other scene in the movie.
I mean basically everything the OP said.
And the fact that later when he’s confessing to her he’s been lying, she just stares at him like, ‘okay, you lied and that’s not cool but I still care about you and I still need you to stay’ and it was just so simple yet so kind of revolutionary. So many movies and shows would have turned this into some contrived argument to cause angst between the couple but Finn and Rey understood each other. That’s just the crux of it.
They know each other and they trust each other and they care about each other. That’s all that matters. Everything else? That’s white noise. That’s stuff they can talk about later if they need to because right now, there’s a war and there’s the possibility of death, and for the first time, they have someone who cares about them and they’d rather focus on that than anything else.
Everyone loves a good hate-to-love trope but hell, everyone loves a good oblivious-best-friends-to-love trope too. And I kind of see that for them. Rey being the oblivious one and Finn being the lowkey-in-love-with-his-best-friend one. But yeah, this scene. This scene is what shipping dreams are made of.
And he couldn’t even bear to tell her until the moment he felt compelled to leave her to run from his demons (which were nearly literal, in this case). It was at the moment of their parting that she realized there was no more time, no time for Resistance adventures together, no time to sneak him admiring glances, no time to baske in his smile and see if the warmth between them would in time burn with the heat of romance.
Though she had just met him, their attachment was already so strong that the reality of losing him triggered memories of her abandonment and trauma. She already loved him so much that losing him felt like being left all alone in the universe. Again. She ran from the horror of it only to be alone, fighting on her own against overwhelming numbers and a nightmare personified, fending for herself with her wits and awakening powers.
Then the impossible happened: He came back for her. He fought through the First Order’s defenses and his own nightmares just to come get her. She was more than capable of taking care of herself, yes, but it meant everything to her that someone cared, that he cared, and she was no longer alone.
That moment closed the gaping wound in her heart and gave her the courage to seek her destiny. It gave her the courage to leave him as he slept, even though she was terribly afraid to go just as she had been afraid to leave Jakku. For the first time in long years she had faith that wherever they were in the galaxy she would find him and he her, because he had shown her that the bonds of love are greater than fear or distance. She believed that. At long last, she could believe.
*sob*
People like to reduce it to a ship that exists only because two characters were in the same vicinity of each other for most of the movie, but it’s so much more than that.
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