Ruby Rhod is one of my favorite characters in sci-fi ever because he is Luc Besson’s vision of the hetero sex symbol of the future: a flamboyant, emotionally labile man who wears skin-tight leopard print or decks himself in roses, a man who accessorizes with big jewelry and dabbles in cosmetics. And the ladies love him. Everything about him screams “gay” according to our stereotypes, but he’s portrayed as a 100% straight sexual dynamo.
Besson is one of the few directors I’ve seen who actually recognizes that our ideas of sexuality and gender performance might have changed drastically in the future.
Basic plot of every Star Trek episode:
Kirk: I’m gonna go do the thing
Spock: It is illogical to go do the thing
McCoy: Goddammit Spock stop being so—
Spock: *insert sass here*
McCoy: *insert more sass here*
Kirk: *goes and does the thing*
Spock and McCoy: *still sassin around*
Chekov: *explains how sass was invented in Russia*
Sulu: *sass engaged at warp speed*
Scotty: THE SHIP CAN’T TAKE ANYMORE SASS CAPTAIN.
THE SHIP CAN’T TAKE ANYMORE SASS CAPTAIN
“You will be a great Jedi Knight. I know that with every breath, with every beat of my heart. You will make me proud I was there at your beginnings. If you do have a flaw, perhaps it is simply this: You wish to please me too much.”
Legacy of the jedi - Qui-gon Jinn
Me and (part of) my DI team! Allison (the girl in the white) graduated in May and we were at her graduation party! I’m always glad when I get to see them :)
Gasp a picture of me on Tumblr! :o (I’m the one in the middle next to Allison)
The first scene of s9 should be a montage of a bunch of angels fucking normal shit up.
maybe they’re the ones on all those infomercials
^ and then in that moment it was like everything clicked in my head. I was no longer confused and worried towards society. It just all made sense.
When Castiel could finally rip his gaze away from the burning skies, he found that he was shivering in the middle of a forest, miles from the nearest town. He reached numbly into his jacket pocket, but the cheap cell phone he had used during the apocalypse had long since been lost. It took half an hour to stumble across a road, another three to reach a small town. But Castiel had grown used to walking in Purgatory. At least there are no monsters chasing me, he’d thought to himself.
THIS IS THE OPPOSITE OF ALL THE THINGS I WANTED WHAT THE FUCK NOOOOOOOOO CAAAAAAASS.