- me: i don't even care. i'm not going to talk about this anymore.
- me: and you know what else? [2000 word rant]
I’ve been thinking a lot about the (many) women Eliot dates/hooks up with. Like, it’s always played up that he’s a Casanova and a charmer but every word out of his mouth about any woman he’s ever been with is respectful. At one point Hardison goes on about Eliot being such a playboy and says something about stewardesses and Eliot is all “First of all, they’re flight attendants, they don’t like being called stewardesses.” (The phrasing of this is stunning to me; to Eliot, all the information he needs to not call flight attendants stewardesses is that they don’t like it touches me deeply)
And then there was that one Fashion Job where he rolls up in that damn fine fashion week getup (the eyeliner, dear god I will never be over Eliot with eyeliner and glasses with his hair pulled back BE STILL MY HEART) and when they look at him funny he’s just like “I dated a lot of models, okay?”
Eliot respects the women he dates, but more than that he learns from them. He doesn’t regard their experiences as silly or frivolous and Eliot, the information sponge, a man with an absolutely astounding eye and memory for detail, does not regard their information as less valuable because it’s sometimes feminine.
As a woman who has had so many men feign interest in my hobbies to get into my pants, or who has had men focus on my looks with out giving a good goddamn what’s between my ears instead of my legs, Eliot “Hey you’re super pretty lets have sex and then I’ll make you dinner while you teach me about interior design” Spencer means so, so much to me.
- Before I start writing: This is a magnificent work of genius. I can see it sprawled open in my mind and it is perfect. All I need to do is write it down.
- After I open a blank document: I have two half-sentences and an emoticon. There is nothing else in my brain.
ISTJ: Practical and down-to-earth. Probably your mother.
ISFJ: Always nice enough to be suspicious and more loyal than all your pets combined.
ISTP: Probably don’t care about you, might still kill you in your sleep though.
ISFP: Always carrying at least 4 daisy chains on them at all times; don’t take them to museums if you ever want to come out again.
INTP: That one guy hiding in their room trying to calculate exactly how much bigger the TARDIS is on the inside.
INFP: Starry-eyed idealist, so caring and sweet they might just rot your teeth out.
INTJ: 50% standoffishness, 50% being right all the time, 100% better than you.
INFJ: Spends half their time delivering melodramatic heroic monologues and the other half attempting to purify the ground they walk on.
ESTJ: 100% committed to their life partner, the rulebook.
ESFJ: Happy to make you happy to make them—could potentially create a feeling paradox.
ESTP: Probably Kanye West.
ESFP: The golden retriever you always wanted, except in human form.
ENTP: Would probably blow up the world to calculate shrapnel velocity.
ENFP: Like a bottle of fizzy soda, except with more righteousness.
ENTJ: Like an INTJ, just better at hiding the fact that they’re an asshole.
ENFJ: The world’s mother hen. May also be running ten cults of worship behind your back.
lmao 2 years ago not even the majority of marvel comics fans cared about the guardians of the galaxy and now I’m seeing reading lists popping up left and right and RYAN FUCKING SEACREST said “I am groot” on national radio but NO ONE WAS ASKING FOR A GOTG MOVIE BEFORE IT WAS ANNOUNCED
carol danvers has a rabid fanbase that has their own name and that creators are scared of when they show up at cons. you think iron man had something like the carol corps when they decided to give him a movie? YOU THINK ROCKET RACCOON OR GROOT HAD A FANBASE CLAMORING FOR THEM TO GET A MOVIE????
get the fuck outta here with this weak “no one knows female superheroes like they know marvel’s big three” like DUH marvel has spent 6 YEARS making sure everyone knows who captain america, iron man, and thor are by giving them their own movies. stop defending kevin feige’s weak slimy bullshit you soggy-assed milkbags